Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

Please let me go to the Seat of Heroes Author: Luozhou Baima

"After traveling to the Xingyue, I have gained the approval of the root cause. As long as I can die abnormally, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become the Lord of the Throne of Heroes. It is a stronger and freer existence than the Seventh Crown."

"For this reason, I started to frantically die in the type moon."

"I scolded Jin Shining face to face, challenged the Almighty God Zeus in Greece, blatantly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, declared Solomon to be a devil rather than a son of God in Israel, and stood on Morgan's side in Britain..."

"But why, am I still alive?"

In 1994, Fuyuki.

A famous existence in history, the third friend of the oldest king, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the person favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in northern Europe, the incarnation of the god who awakened Solomon's humanity in Israel, Ka. Prince Merlo assists...

Luo Wei, who was young but full of vicissitudes, sat on the top of the Fuyuki Bridge, sighed, and looked in front of him: "You said, what went wrong here?"

"Why don't you kill me and let me go to the Throne of Heroes? Please!"

Emiya Kiritsugu lit a cigarette and glanced at Arturia who held up the holy spear beside him, the treasure of the king unfolded by Gilgamesh, the crimson spear tip protruding from the Kingdom of Shadows... the hand holding the cigarette, Trembling slightly.

Chapter 1 Priests in the Temple

The night is shrouded, and the stars are dotted brightly, like countless eyes, watching the towering city-state of Uruk on the ground.

At the same time, it is in the core area of ​​the city-state, on the side of the temple dedicated to worshiping the gods.

Under the light of the bonfire burning,

Luo Wei, who looked like a teenager with black hair and black pupils, was holding a flat clay tablet for note-taking.

He carefully carved words on it with a knife.

"Luo Wei, thank you for burning this sacrificial text that will be used in tomorrow's sacrifice."

Beside him, someone said this, with a deep and hoarse voice, as old as he was: "I am old, and my eyes can't see clearly. From now on, the position of high priest will be entrusted to you."

This sentence is very similar to those bosses who made big cakes in later generations, but Luo Wei knew that the old man was not lying.

He was indeed getting old, and his physical condition at the moment was no longer suitable for him to take on the crucial high priest position of Uruk for a long time.

And as a rare young man in the temple, he is proficient in writing and can clearly remember the titles of every Uruk god, so he is indeed the only candidate to take over.

If not,

The old man would not entrust himself with such an important matter as recording sacrificial texts for the priest now that he has only met a few times.

You must know that in the past year, although Luo Wei has shown sufficient talent, but limited by his qualifications, he is not outstanding among the many priests. This kind of task should not be his turn.

This is an obvious hint.

So upon hearing this, Luo Wei immediately raised his head and looked at the other party in response: "Don't worry, this is what I should do."

"What a nice young man." The old man sighed, then staggered to his feet, the thin body that was wrapped under the high priest's unique linen robe shook, his beard and hair were tangled and trembling.

"Go ahead, I won't bother you, go to bed early, and you will be needed to preside over the ceremony in my place tomorrow."

"It would be great if Wang could have a calm mind like yours..." He walked towards the door, muttering regretfully and helplessly.

But he himself knew that this was impossible.

In this country, everyone knows that Gilgamesh, the contemporary king of Uruk, is arrogant and reckless. He dares to speak out to the gods, not to mention his subjects. Dissatisfaction and disdain.

Of course, the premise of the old man's comfort and helplessness is that he is old and frail, and his eyes are dim. He can't read the words written by Luo Wei, and he doesn't know the great death that this young man is about to commit——

What Luo Wei wrote was not a sacrificial oration used to worship the gods at all.

It's a 'sparse',

Advice to the king as a courtier.

Every word and every sentence in the content is full of Rowe's regret for the country of Uruk, sympathy for the subjects of Uruk, and reprimand for the young tyrant Gilgamesh... I can't say I don't respect it, but It can be said that you are not polite.

Luo Wei didn't want to perform any sacrifices to the gods at all.

He just wanted to scold the so-called king who put on a high face all day long.

"In this way, I should be able to leave a reputation in humanism, and then die?"

After sending him out of the room with a little guilt for concealing the old man, Luo Wei, who turned back to the stone slab, looked at the words on it by the beating firelight, and couldn't help laughing out loud again.

The reason why he wrote these words is not really for this country, but for the people. As a time traveler, he has not been deeply involved in the world, nor does he have such a deep sense of substitution.

He simply wanted to die.

--Yes.

Although it is also a city-state on the plains of Mesopotamia.

But Luo Wei, who has seen the blond, bright and handsome god-like appearance of the king of Uruk named Gilgamesh, knows that this is not just the Uruk he saw in the history textbook, but the world of the moon. of Uruk.

In this world, everything comes from the root, and everything will flow to the root.

The root is the source of the world and the end of the world.

Any behavior that wants to enter, or to leave, needs access to the source.

As a time traveler, when Luo Wei traveled through time, he would naturally pass through it.

But he wasn't just passing by.

Although at that time, his consciousness was unable to fully think due to the turbulence of time and space, but in the root, he saw a lot of things.

The source is that which is nothing.

Being in it, you can also come into contact with the essential knowledge of everything and nothing.

So at that time, he knew that this was a moon, and he also knew that outside the vortex of the root, that is, on the "must pass" that he was about to pass through and enter the world, there was actually a mysterious and magnificent "road". seat'.

A corner of the recording tape that records the phenomena of all things, 'Seat of Heroes'.

All the "heroes" in human history are recorded on the seat of heroes. From ancient times to the present, outstanding figures in parallel worlds extending from each different development will have their tracks engraved on it.

At that time, Luo Wei was about to break away from the root and fall into the world of the moon.

At the root, he is almost omniscient and omnipotent, but because of this, Luo Wei also understands that this power from the root cannot be taken away by him, and the physical body that appears after falling into the world cannot bear such a huge body. knowledge power.

So simply, he engraved this knowledge of power on the 'Seat of Heroes' passing by.

On the top of the Seat of Heroes, he carved out a "seat" that was at the apex of humanity and only he could sit on.

This is also where he, as a traveler who traveled from a descendant of another world to this world, has what can be called a 'golden finger'.

"Although it's a pity for that power, as long as I can leave my name on the human body, and then die in an abnormal and non-suicidal manner, I can gain the approval of the Seat of Heroes and reach it again—"

"Sit in that position and get back the power and power that belonged to me..."

With that power,

Naturally, the Seat of Heroes can no longer restrict him, but will instead become his domain.

This is the real reason why he recorded this 'shu', deliberately, and made such a big death!

As the first person in history to insult a tyrant in the name of a courtier, Luo Wei also believes that he is enough to make a name for himself.

It is only natural to ascend to the Throne of Heroes after death.

In this process, however, one must be careful.

This matter cannot be told to anyone. After all, there is still a natural consciousness called inhibition in this world. If they find out, then I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to die abnormally no matter what.

Moreover, in order to ensure that he is the main body who reached the Seat of Heroes, instead of being falsely identified by some existence, or even fabricating an existence to replace his achievements, Luo Wei must die immediately after establishing his great cause, and he must not commit suicide.

Then, under such various demands, Luo Wei must check again...

Just make sure you scold hard enough.

It is best to reach the point where the king is furious to the point where it is difficult to control.

There can be no mistakes.

With this in mind, Lu Wei picked up the knife used to burn the slate, sat by the campfire, and checked it carefully.

As time passed, the originally dark night outside the window gradually revealed a gleam of light.

Dawn emerged, and wisps of light pierced the darkness.

Its daybreak.

In the originally quiet city-state of Uruk, figures gradually emerged among the city streets made of rammed earth and rocks.

Luo Wei's body shook for a while, he was pushed and shoved, and recovered from the engraved slate writing.

"Prince Luo Wei." A young member of the temple staff woke him up and said respectfully, "The old priest told you to go to the Pantheon. The ceremony is about to begin!"

Only then did he realize that it was already daytime.

"I see." Holding the stone slab tightly in both hands, Luo Wei nodded and said, "I'll go there now."

Chapter 2 Gilgamesh

The Temple of Uruk is an extremely complex complex.

Different from the world before Luo Wei traveled, the world he is in now, this era, is the mythical realm where the gods really exist.

Therefore, people's belief in gods here is not only based on primitive worship of nature, but also an expression of loyalty, fear, and dependence on the gods.

Therefore, each generation of Uruk kings will repair and expand the scale of the temple on the basis of the previous generation.

In the common sense of people in this era, human beings are originally under the rule and protection of gods.

Even Gilgamesh, who disdained gods, could not reverse this perception, otherwise there would be no god festival going on this time.

The annual collective sacrifice to the gods can be said to be extremely grand.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Luo Wei for the time being. After receiving the news that the high priest asked the subordinates of the temple to bring him, he immediately left the room with the slate, walked through the steps and corridors, and walked for a while. Only after crossing the complex structure of the temple, arrived at the place where the ceremony was held:

Pantheon.

The main hall dedicated to the gods.

It is made up of huge and complete stacks of natural stones, and the coiled pillars are like the pillars that God Oia carved out of the earth to support the world at the beginning of the formation of heaven and earth.

The temple is surrounded by stone statues of the gods, and Anu, the god king who symbolizes the sky, is located in the central core.