I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes

"Then you can continue chatting, I'm going to find someone first." Jill opened her eyes, let her consciousness escape from the space where she was talking, and looked at the room in front of her again.

"Well... my strength has recovered a bit..." Jill glanced at the clock on the bedside.

58:59, just turned to [-]:[-].

I glanced out the window, it was pitch black, it was definitely night.

Gil didn't get up at all, and continued to lie on the bed, using the little bit of recovered magic power to open the Gate of Babylon, and let the Zero Hour Mystery fall into his hands.

When the hour, minute, and second hands of the bedside alarm clock completely overlapped, Jill felt that her dry magic power, divine power, and power of existence were directly restored.

Just like slowly pouring clear water into a dry well, Jill's strength quickly recovered.

"It's really magical." Gil looked at the Zero Hour Mystery in his hand and said with emotion.

It is indeed magical. As long as you wear the Zero Hour Mystery, no matter how much power you have consumed before, once the time reaches twelve o'clock, all your power will be restored.

No wonder this treasure is also known as the treasure that all the Red World apostles want.

"Zero Hour Mizi...what exactly are you carrying..." Gil murmured to himself, his red eyes flashing and darkening.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a beautiful girl with green hair walked in.

When she saw that Jill was awake, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

But Jill didn't dare to look directly at the girl.

After learning the truth from Chen, Gil has been glad that Enkidu will come to this world at least two weeks later, so that he can have time to accept this reality.

Accept the fact that the predecessor of your soul - the Destruction Factor, was the Destruction Factor that destroyed the Enkidu.

However, now Enkidu appeared directly in front of Gil.

Jill was a little flustered in her heart.

He dared not look directly at Enkidu.

Even if he said that he would never let her stand in front of him again.

The truth is sometimes more cruel than lies.

Before Gil knew the truth, he felt disgusted with the destructive factor that destroyed Enkidu, but now...

Gil asked in a low voice: "Enkidu...did you already know this?"

Enkidu saw Gil's expression.

Guilty, sad, looking like a golden retriever puppy who is afraid of being abandoned.

Enkidu walked up to Gil and said, "Know what?"

Jill was silent for a long time, "My soul..."

Gil's mouth was held down by Enkidu's fingers.

"You are Gilgamesh, my best friend." Enkidu looked at Gil's surprised red eyes with serious eyes, "You are the best friend who gives me the meaning of existence."

Jill was startled.

Enkidu also knows the truth.

Enkidu knew that "it" destroyed the Lock of Heaven (Enkidu) into three parts.

The fact that "it" separates the best friends Gilgamesh and Enkidu once again.

However, she forgives what "it" did in the past.

Jill's hands fisted the sheets.

"Actually, after knowing the truth, even Chen and King Xian told me that I am the King of Heroes and I am Gilgamesh... But I always thought that I was not worthy.

I am just a soul made of the residue of the purified destruction factor. I have not had those experiences. I have not shared the joys and sorrows with the people of Uruk. I have not fought hand in hand with you, and fought with Humbaba and the Bull of the Sky. ..." Gil raised his head and looked at Enkidu.

He stretched out his hand and hugged Enkidu tightly, "The one who saved me was not myself, but you, Enkidu."

"I am me, the King of Heroes, and Gilgamesh."

"Thank you, Enkidu."

……

Sea of ​​stars.

Chen looked at the wise king opposite who was constantly emitting golden phosphorescence, with a bit of melancholy in his eyes, "Are you leaving?"

"...No, it's not that I'm leaving." The wise king held the wine glass with emotion in his red eyes.

"No matter what happens, are you with me... Enkidu?"

"Thank you, Enkidu, for being by my side and making me feel less lonely.

It was you who made me realize the ugliness of gods, and it was you who accompanied me that made me feel that life is meaningful. "

The wise king took a swig of the wine, "I'm just a troublesome and lonely guy. It wasn't me who gave Enkidu the meaning of existence, but she caught up with me and walked side by side with me...

We are all just birds seeking warmth in the cold wind.

[I] Ah, carry the past on your back and move forward——

Even if it is an abyss, jump over it for me! "

The wise king threw out the wine glass in his hand, "Keep going, keep going!

The King of Heroes, Gilgamesh! "

The figure of the wise king turned into countless light particles and just dissipated in the sea of ​​stars.

Chapter 392 Visitor, the second Fire Mist Warrior (third update)

The golden light transformed from the body of the wise king completely merged with the sea of ​​stars.

All the golden light balls he had saved before were surrounded by golden light and turned into the most special golden nebula in the universe of stars.

The wise man stared at the nebula in silence.

"king……"

……

the next day.

Jill got up early.

Yesterday, he untied the knot in his heart, and today he still looks in a good mood.

He was breathing the air in the yard, with a little happiness in his eyes.

"It's good to have a peaceful life." Jill breathed slowly, and all the magic power in her body flowed with her breathing.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his perception spread directly.

His perception instantly covered a large area nearby.

"Huh?" Gil withdrew his senses, "Is he another Fire Mist Warrior..."

"Forget it, as long as it doesn't disturb me, it doesn't matter."

Unfortunately, Jill's wish cannot be realized so easily...

……

Misaki City Bus Terminal - a waiting room with benches lined up.This place is crowded with people going to work and school. It is the center of Misaki between the station building and the main road.

Wearing high-heeled shoes with a pendant at the front, her slender legs are raised, and the woman sits still.

She looks older than she is, with a tall nose bridge typical of European and American people, and her outstanding appearance, even though lightly powdered, makes her look extraordinarily beautiful.With her long chestnut hair tied into a ponytail and a suit and skirt that covers her impressive figure, she looks like a supermodel waiting to be photographed.

It's a pity that that beauty who is absolutely stunning when she smiles has a serious expression for some reason, which is revealed by the rimless glasses, and her constantly scanning eyes exude a strong energy.

Moreover, there was a gap of about ten meters between the crowd, the beauty with an extremely impatient expression, and the "some object" piled in front of her. The crowd hurried past as if avoiding an invisible wall.

The woman said with the same displeased tone as her expression: "...by the way, what is going on in this city? A lot of torches."

She sat gently in the middle of the bench that could accommodate five people, and there was no one around her.And under her hand resting on the back of the chair, on the seat on the right, there was only a strange object that seemed to be carried with her.

A large, exaggerated, and heavy book.

The volume is equivalent to stacking several boards together, fixed in an object that should be regarded as a book belt, and it also has straps like a schoolbag.

The woman's gaze turned to the book: "Will that guy Lamy come here? In my impression, this should be that bastard's favorite hunting spot."

Then there was a voice in response.

It's the book that speaks.

"Yes, this is the habit of the 'bone picker'. With such a huge number, no matter what, that coward will risk his life and come here to pick one up. Finally, he can give out a pleasant and violent jagged kiss. ! Hey-ha-!!"

The book made an obscene and harsh cry, and the woman frowned when she heard it.

"Well, that's true... However, we must roughly investigate the reasons for the large number of torches in this city. Don't let another 'apostle' appear and ruin my good deeds."

"What-what does it have to do with it! What does it have to do with! My beautiful wine glass, Marjorie Dou! No matter how many come, just bite them all into pieces and burn them all!"

The woman called Marjorine Doe struck the book hard.

"Marcosias! It's not all because you always have such a careless tone in doing things! That's why we still haven't been able to catch such a weak loser like Lamy!!"

It seemed that the book named Marcusias was not willing to be outdone and refuted: "Who do you have to criticize me! It's not always someone who, in the process of hunting, also politely treats the enemies he encounters along the way. I’ve done everything that I can’t miss, but as a result, I still haven’t been able to solve the most important goal!”

"That's of course! It's our duty as 'Fire Mist Warriors' to annihilate the 'Red World Apostle'!"

It seems that there is no objection to the policy of annihilating the enemy.

Maxias asked in confusion: "...? Then what are you complaining about?"

"I'm bored to death from chasing the same prey all the time! If I don't get rid of this hot potato quickly, I'll be as uncomfortable as a shirt tag being snagged—!"

Marcosias burst out laughing, as if he was amused by the description of Marjoline Doe.

"Ha! That's right! So this time we have to use all our strength to chase him to the end?"

"That's right! Use all your strength and chase to the end!!"

……

"...What is he doing?" The girl with black hair and awe-inspiring beauty looked at the blond boy who was practicing magic control in the yard and asked to herself.