I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes

The hall is designed with a high ceiling, the ceiling is decorated with beautiful arches, and behind the deep door is a corridor of stone pillars covered with carpets.

The lighting fixtures are not lights or sprite ores, but little light sprites floating in the air.

Although this is a relic of the age of mythology, after thousands of years of time and renovation, the original appearance of the relic is almost invisible.The only thing that can cause nostalgia for the past is probably the carvings on the entire row of stone pillars.

On the walls of the stone pillar corridor, there are brightly colored paintings.

The history of these pictures is only a few hundred years at most, and the objects depicted are the elf princesses who have been famous for generations to come, as well as the winners of the elf sword dance festivals in the past.

Jill stopped in front of a mural.

The painting on the wall is the winner of the Elf Sword Dance Festival three years ago.

The strongest sword dancer——Len Ashubel.

She was wearing an exotic dress with a long hem, and she was posing with the terrifying Dark Demon Sword in her left hand.

The magic sword in the girl's hand is the Dark Elf Restia's Elf Magic Armor Penetrating Reality Sword.

The figure in the painting has long, shiny black hair and a pearly white face.

From an objective point of view, the girl depicted by the artist with delicate brushstrokes is really beautiful.

"How should I put it...it's a little over-embellished." Jill muttered.

"No way, her beauty can't be expressed by just drawing paper." Alice retorted.

"That's right. To be honest, her beauty makes my heart flutter even as a gay person." Claire also echoed Alice's words.

Jill smiled helplessly, "Okay, as you like..."

Gil was right. Four years ago, he personally taught the girl on the mural.

Well, that girl's talent is really surprising.

In other words, if she confesses her identity, you won't mind messing with Lily, right...

Gil glanced at Lian, who was a little embarrassed, and smiled, "It's better to leave quickly."

Everyone followed the miko Hime who led the way and came to the front of the room.

"The room of the Uruk team representing the Odyssian Empire is here. If you need meals or other needs, please tell us that you are welcome."

"We have prepared another room for men, you two follow me." Before the remaining girls could say anything, the Hime Miko who led the way said.

"...I always feel a little bad...feeling." Jill muttered.

……

After a while.

The so-called room for men... is a dark room at the far end of the corridor.

The room was filled with a gloomy air and a musty smell, and all kinds of waste, such as pictures or sculptures, were piled up in the corners, and they were covered with cobwebs.

This place is more like a warehouse than a room.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work..." Jill rubbed her temples with a headache, "We will call you if anything happens."

What kind of discrimination is this?

Jill complained inwardly.

So after the Hime Miko who led the way left.Jill opened the door and walked in.

The room was dusty and a little dark.

Lian followed and walked in, "I feel like Master... our treatment is really bad..."

"No...actually, if you were to participate in this Sword Dance Festival as yourself, you wouldn't enjoy such treatment as me." Gil raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't that right?"

"Well……"

Lian had a troubled expression on her face.

Seeing this, Jill stretched out her hand and flicked her forehead.

"It hurts!" Lian held her head, "Master, you are like this again."

"By the way, Lian, speaking of which, you participated in the Elf Sword Dance Festival three years ago, right?" Gil raised his eyebrows, "Can you tell me what's next?"

"Well...if I remember correctly, there may be a party later...Master, do you have a dress?"

"Don't worry about that kind of thing - I don't plan to go anyway." Jill cleaned the room and sat on the bed. "It's too much trouble."

"It's you... Lian, do you plan to appear as you are now or as you were three years ago?" Gil took out the wine plate from somewhere, poured some wine into it, then finished the wine and asked .

"...Let's just take this stance now." Lian replied.

"Second question..." Jill poured herself a plate of wine again, "Lian, do you... have a men's dress?"

"Well... Grevas prepared a set for me, but I also prepared a set for you, Master." So Lian took out two sets of dresses from the bag she was carrying.

One set is slightly larger and one set is slightly smaller.

Jill was bigger than Lian, and the bigger, white dress was obviously for Jill.

"...That witch, how did she figure out my physical data..." Jill glanced casually and sighed.

Picking up the wine plate and drinking all the wine in it, Gil knocked on the table on the side, "Lian... What do you think of the Lian Ashbell who pretended to be you?"

Chapter 233: Show all your possibilities!

"What do you think..." Lian thought for a while, "I don't know... but I always feel that the other party is not a simple person, and his strength may be comparable to that of Master. This is the information Restia brought."

"It should be said that I don't use the strength of my collection..." Jill smiled unconsciously, "It's so interesting."

"Master..." Lian was a little surprised.

"Okay, let's take a rest... Aren't you tired from traveling all the way?" After Gil said that, he lay on the bed in the room and closed his eyes slightly.

"But Master..."

"Say."

"Am I a girl too?"

"...Don't worry, you are my apprentice, and I am not interested in you. It's over."

"Emmmm... What about changing clothes?"

"If you want to change clothes, one person can change clothes in the room and the other person can relax outside."

Jill said, turning over.

"But Master..." Lian wanted to say something else, but Jill felt like she couldn't hear clearly.

Probably because of drinking a little wine, Jill felt very sleepy now.

Soon, his consciousness seemed to sink into the sea of ​​consciousness.

……

"...Long time no see." The wise king looked at Gil who entered this space and nodded towards him.

"Did you notice something when you asked me to come in this time?" Gil skillfully walked to the opposite side of the Xian Wang's table and sat down.

"Well... the enemy this time is really tough... the destructive factors you faced before were only B-level, with a little bit of wisdom..." The wise king flicked his fingers, and the mudstone slabs on the table began to flicker. An image appears.

"...This is simply a movie projector... You are playing with the mud slate of destiny like this, I can feel the mud slate of destiny crying." Gil looked at the mud slate on the table and vomited a little.

"It doesn't matter, after all, it's true to make the best use of everything, right?" The wise king turned the slate around and faced Jill.

When Jill saw the image clearly, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"Hey hey hey...you are kidding..."

"I'm not joking." The wise king said seriously.

"So...will the Destruction Factor definitely interfere with it this time?" Gil raised his right hand and injected magic power into the mudstone of Destiny.

The image on Tianming's mudstone blurred for a moment, and then disappeared completely.

"Well... it can only be said that it is possible, not certain... or... the calmer the worse." The Xian King sighed, "However, you have to remember... once the destruction factor appears, the deviation sword EA It must be taken out, and at least three layers of seals must be used.”

"I remember that there are seven layers of seals on the Sword of Destruction. To deal with such a destructive factor, a total of three layers need to be unlocked?" Gil smacked his lips, "That's already more than half of the seals."

"Hmph, you just haven't seen a destruction factor above A level." The Xian King frowned, "You have to understand that when you see a destruction factor above A level, what you want to solve is not just Three layers of seals.”

"It's really bad..." Gil nodded, "If there's nothing else, I'll go out first."

"There's one more thing..." the wise king stopped Gill, "it's about the Class card."

"What?" Gil was about to stand up, but sat back when he heard the wise king say this.

"You have already obtained three class cards that represent [our] power. You obtained them from that fake named Angelica. The power from your childhood has been completely integrated with you."

"Now there are Caster and Archer... To be honest, I have the aptitude for all classes except Assassin." The wise king knocked on the clay tablet in his hand, "But the one who has the highest compatibility with me is the best. Yes, apart from Archer, it’s Caster, I think——

You may have different possibilities than us. "

"Different possibilities?" Gil raised his eyebrows, "That's wrong, King Wise."

"I am you, you are me - this is what you said. Although some questions are still a little confusing, but ah -" Gil grinned, "I have the confidence to compete with any Saber in swordsmanship and be undefeated!"

"Since we are one person, you should also have this confidence, rather than the so-called different possibilities -" Gil smiled, "Just like no matter what, the King of Knights' tragic wish cannot be changed -"

"...Hmph...you can see it more clearly than me?" The Xian King chuckled.

"I'm just saying what's on my mind." Jill smiled, "I'm the strongest!"

"Hmph...let me tell you something...in the final decisive battle in this world, show all your possibilities! In this case, even an A-level destruction factor cannot be your opponent!"

After the wise king finished speaking, he knocked the golden ax in his hand, "It's time to go out -"

"I know." After Gil said this, he turned around and his figure gradually faded away.

But he didn't notice that many golden phosphorescent powders began to integrate into his body...

……

When I opened my eyes, the orange-red sunlight shone in through the open window, rendering the interior of the house extraordinarily beautiful.

Just as Gil was about to get up, he was slightly startled by the heavy feeling on his body.

"Brother Gil...are you awake?" A soft voice sounded, and Esther, who was only wearing knee-high socks, looked at Gil with her purple eyes with mysterious beauty.