I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

A piece of barren land, the raised hills of graves are neatly listed in front of you.

Waited last night at the 'most likely location to the underworld' to see if Irene could be summoned and ended up in the cemetery.

It turned out that they waited until midnight, and everyone fell asleep.

just now……

Du Lin looked at the moment, while wearing a puppet costume like a leopard in a sleeping bag, hugging Quetzal tightly.Quetzal hugged the swimsuit maid on the other side tightly without a goddess posture.

As for the swimsuit maid Artoria... Du Lin's eyes gradually looked down, a hair band maid who was holding her thigh as a pillow, and her sleeping position was not healthy.

Du Lin woke her up very simply: "Rider, it's morning."

After a while, the swimsuit maid in front of the cemetery stood up in embarrassment, and at the same time pushed Quezal away expressionlessly to wake up another leopard man.

"Uh...it's such a comfortable sleep."

"Kukul, I slept very comfortably too~"

One was hugging the maid, the other was hugging the goddess. Artoria pushed everything away impatiently, took a mop and looked around, with a solemn expression: "It seems that the goddess of Hades didn't show up last night."

"Maybe that's why the souls here have been extradited long ago."

"This method doesn't work. Sure enough, we still have to go to the underground of Kusa first." Du Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Inaccurate timing and inaccurate location just doesn't seem to work.

As gods, they have been personified, but they may have retained the legendary habits.

He felt that he found Ishtar, and as long as he kept the other party in his sight until he returned to Mount Abif after sunset, Ai Lei should almost appear.

Arturia summoned her mount, and said meticulously: "We are ready to set off at any time, Master."

Du Lin was ashamed immediately, and smiled dryly: "Let's wait a while!"

At least Nippur City has something to deal with.

Quetzal stretched his waist and stared at the other side of the city. When they were waiting for the creatures of the underworld here last night, it seemed that a light had appeared there.

However, the prostrate posture of the Goddess of Warcraft is still there, and there is no major problem.

Into her perspective, she suddenly saw a shadow from a distance, and couldn't help but startled: "Who is that, it seems to be in a hurry."

"What's wrong? Quetzal."

"I seem to see a purple figure." Quezal said.

"Purple?" Du Lin was taken aback for a moment, and he filtered a circle of emotion in his mind and said, "When it comes to purple, I think of purple L..."

Whoosh!

A breeze passed by Du Lin's face, and the purple hair brushed against the face, and the queen of the country of shadows holding a spear landed steadily.

"What does purple make you think of?"

The last two words of Du Lin's words came to his lips, and he was held back abruptly, his expression immediately changed: "Young and beautiful Lord Scathach."

Just waking up in the morning made the other servants present feel a little nauseated.

These words are a bit hypocritical, but everyone likes to listen to flattery, and Scathach doesn't mind what thoughts this unrepentant guy has in his heart.

Originally, the characteristic of "Killing God" was added to the tip of the gun to erase it. After the red light faded, Skaha said seriously: "It's really hard to find you. Godot, get ready to return to the city! The hero king is dead."

"Eh?"

The message sent by Skaha was like Olga's ordinary tone of saying 'I'm pregnant' to herself in the cafeteria, as if she was talking about an insignificant matter.

"The King of Heroes died?" Artoria asked repeatedly.

"The King of Heroes...is Gilgamesh against the gods in this era?" Quetzal's eyes were also full of surprise.

No wonder they repeated the confirmation, because there was no surprise at all from the paralyzed Scathach's expression.

But even so, she just nodded: "Yes, it was found this morning, and the body was already cold. If there is nothing else, please come with me! Godot, Chaldea, you are the one talking people."

Du Lin: "..."

Her tone really seemed to be able to do other things on her own, and then slowly pay her respects to Jin Glittering's corpse.It's a pity that such a case is absolutely unqualified as an ally.

"Come on, let's go and have a look!"

……

Half an hour later.

Du Lin led Artoria, Quetzal and the others to the city hall of Nippur.

The collapsed beams and columns of the hall collapsed in front of the door. Looking forward, the working table still maintained its original appearance.

When Du Lin arrived here, the Chaldeans and Uruk officials stood in two rows, sighing softly.

The priestess group of Uruk has arrived here ahead of time, and the leader Siduri, under the perspective of Durin, is directing the bed board built behind the city hall, so that the priestesses can safely put Gilgamesh's body on the ground. On the bed.

The magic circle for the sacrificial ceremony and the runes of the Requiem have all been fully depicted, and Jin Shanshan lay motionless in his sleeping position, and he walked very peacefully...

Du Lin looked at this scene strangely, confused by the scene of the original god talking.

However, now is not the time to disturb here, he tried his best to soften the sound of his footsteps, and walked slowly to the side of the Chaldean members alone.