[FGO] Stone is a bad civilization

Gilgamesh looked at the young man in front of him quietly, and it was rare that he didn't spit out some mocking words immediately.

When the other party was still a human being and served as his master, he had always been by that person's side as a servant.It can be said that Gilgamesh, who has insight into people's hearts, is the person who knows Wuxiang's mind best among the Chaldeans, except for the sub-servant girl.It is precisely because of this understanding that while he despises the other party's disrespect on the surface, he still silently helps him complete that seemingly impossible plan.

"Of course this king knows that you are now a heroic spirit."

Gilgamesh said: "But even so, you are still the master recognized by this king."

Wuxiang was silent for a moment, before asking: "What about Aiba Xuejian? Is he also your recognized Master?"

"The king recognizes his worth."

Wuxiang sneered.

"I also recognize his value, otherwise I wouldn't have used some means to rescue him from the Aiba family... If this case was not too rare, I really couldn't bear to give up. I'm also quite curious. What are those demons and ghosts, can you let me recycle the waste. "

"...Your habit of picking up trash at random can't be changed."

Gilgamesh showed a disgusted expression: "Do you know how disgusting the Great Holy Grail solution is? You lack magic power so much that you don't even want to let go of that kind of thing? And the Holy Grail at the third singularity, is it? Isn't it also your handwriting?"

"I don't lack magic stoves in my King's Treasures, and it's not like Wang Lujian didn't give you... When will your taste improve a little?"

Wuxiang shrugged: "Magic power is never too little."

After seeing the golden Archer showing an expression of constant iron but not steel, he lowered his head indifferently, looked at the tablet in his hand, and said suddenly: "Let's talk while walking, the monitors in the corridor can no longer be black. If you go down, you will be discovered by the people in the control room."

Gilgamesh wanted to tease the other party, but seeing him turn his head away without hesitation, he also gave up his willingness to stay in the corridor and continue talking, and followed him to the data storage in Chaldea. division.

In Wuxiang's eyes, the structure of this Chaldea is almost the same as the one he was in at the beginning. The only difference is that his current identity is no longer the ignorant Master No. 48, but the one in the organization. An employee of , owns an exclusive office that is neither too big nor too small.

"I've created so many opportunities for him, but he won't use them. The data storage department is the department that knows the most secrets, that idiot."

Wu Xiang walked around the office, picked up the book that Xiang Ye Xue Jian had casually thrown on the coffee table, and looked at it.

"The aloofness of liberal arts students is unreasonable. If it were me, I would definitely fill my office with Chaldean confidential documents."

Gilgamesh sat on the leather sofa in the center of the room, watched Wuxiang with great interest against the owner of the house, and criticized the furnishings of the entire room from head to toe, picking all the way from the books on the shelf to The candies scattered on the desk took a last look at the curtains hanging on the window, and after a few seconds of silence, they stretched out their hands and pulled the two pieces of fabric shut with a "swish".

The room was instantly plunged into darkness.

"That's much better."

The anxiety that had been hanging on Wu Xiang's face since he entered the room finally faded a little.He took a breath, walked to the armchair behind the desk and sat down, and within three seconds, there was another look of displeasure on his face.

The hero king saw the other party's behavior in his eyes, and he shook his head amusedly.

"It's like a mad dog with rabies. Wuxiang, you really didn't come to this world as a berserker this time?"

As if he didn't hear Gilgamesh's nasty ridicule, Wuxiang put the tablet that he had been holding in his hand on the table, and made a gesture of flipping it up.

With his movements, the place on the tablet that should have been a screen turned into a keyboard, and the place under his hand appeared out of thin air with a monitor connected to the keyboard.

Wuxiang held the deformed notebook and tapped for a while before suddenly thinking of refuting Gilgamesh's slander.

"Am I a caster or a berserker? As my servant, shouldn't you know the best... The dark environment can make me feel at ease, that's all."

He lazily threatened the other party: "Don't talk nonsense in the future, be careful that I am not happy, and replace your spirit base with a caster like mine."

"Oh, you still can't afford the crown servant-level spiritual foundation. This king's willingness to respond to your call is already the greatest tolerance for you in this world."

"When you were summoned back then, you didn't just use an ordinary spirit base."

Wuxiang muttered casually, and then buried himself in the busy work of typing codes.

It took a long time for the sound of keyboard tapping in the room to stop. During this period, Gilgamesh did not intend to leave in a hurry. Instead, he leisurely took out a bottle of red wine from his treasure house and sipped it slowly. up.

"It's still a little short of activating my treasure. Jill, you will accompany me to get back the holy grail of the fifth and seventh singularities, plus the first and third before, and this time Aiba Yuki The holy grail of the prison tower that I will bring back... In short, it should be able to gather enough magic power."

Gilgamesh raised the wine glass in his hand towards Wu Xiang, and silently agreed to the other party's request.

Wuxiang nodded in satisfaction, pressed the keyboard a few times, switched a page, and said: "About the Kong Ming summoned by Fujimaru Tachika... I changed his spirit base to ours? What if he It will be troublesome if you find out that I am not Aiba Yukin."

"what ever."

Gilgamesh swallowed the last sip of wine, and filled the wine glass by himself. There seemed to be a steady stream of fine wine in the gold wine bottle in his hand, which attracted Wuxiang's attention.

"What?" Gilgamesh noticed the other party's gaze, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.He tapped his finger in midair, and a small golden swirl appeared out of thin air on the Wuxiang table.

"Have a drink." He invited the other party.

Wu Xiang looked at the cup falling out of the King's Treasure, struggled for a while, and still refused.

"No, drinking will make me lose my mind. Even the intellect that comes with the caster can't completely suppress the effect of crazy c. I don't want to tear down Chaldea so early."

Gilgamesh laughed a few times when he heard this.

"That's really a pity. This is the bottle of wine with the best quality in this king's treasure house." He shook the wine glass, squinted his eyes to observe the hanging glass on the transparent glass, and unconsciously showed a satisfied smile.

Wu Xiang looked at him with his chin propped, and said dryly: "You're welcome, when Xiang Ye Xue Jian comes back, you can treat him to a drink, and I can also share my sense of taste with him."

Gilgamesh's hands froze.

"By the way," he sat up a little straighter, "how is he now?"

"Who?"

"Aiba Xuejian."

"Oh," Wu Xiang shifted his hand to rest his chin, and squinted at the laptop on the table, "He."

He said: "Unexpectedly, it didn't collapse, but was stimulated by me to start demolishing the prison tower... What a big deal."

Hearing the answer he expected, Gilgamesh smiled again.

"Hahahahaha, you still say you are different?" He said.

"I still remember how you dismantled Chaldea when the magician died. Isn't that the exact same reaction!"

Wuxiang rolled his eyes, and muttered a rebuttal, "How could that be".

"Wuxiang, this is the limit of your vision."

Gilgamesh stuffed himself into the soft sofa again, shaking his wine glass, his eyes slightly blurred.

"Like me, like Solomon, or the magician locked in the tower... For a Heroic Spirit of our level, the way to identify a person is to look at his essence."

"You and Aiba Xuejian have the same essence, that's why this king said that you and him are the same person."

"And the one sitting in the control room right now..."

Speaking of this, Gilgamesh snorted coldly gloating: "Because I am used to seeing too thoroughly, but ignore the difference in appearance. No wonder he made the mistake of not recognizing you and Yuki Aiba. "

Wuxiang propped his chin, and didn't reply.

He naturally knows that he and Aiba Yukin have the same essence, after all, this is one of the reasons why he can stand here across the world, but if Romani will recognize them as one person because of the same essence ,So……

"I'll kill Aiba Yukimi."

He blanked his eyes and murmured: "In this case, everything can be over."

"Don't go to other parallel worlds anymore, just here..."

Gilgamesh listened to the other party's bewildered muttering to himself, and snorted coldly.A bottle of ice water was poured down from the King's Treasure, and Wu Xiang, who was about to show a sick smile while talking, was drenched in the face.

"Have you calmed down yet?" He leaned on the sofa, squinted his eyes and looked at Wu Xiang, who was poured with water on the other side of the room.

"Don't forget what your purpose is, Wuxiang."

Seeing that the other party bowed his head for a long time without answering, Gilgamesh clicked his tongue, put down his wine glass and walked in front of the other party.He reached out and grabbed his bangs vigorously, forcefully forcing his head up.

"Tell me," he tightened his hand, pulled the other person's hair, and narrowed his eyes painfully.

"You abandoned your real name and appearance, gave up everything you owned, just to make a deal with Gaia and obtain that ability... What is your purpose?"

Gilgamesh's voice was soft and low, like the voice of a snake, dangerous and seductive.Wuxiang's eyes were blurred for a second, and then suddenly regained clarity.

"Let go." He said coldly, and his tone suddenly returned to the toughness he had when he used the command spell to coerce Gilgamesh.

However, such an extremely impolite tone did not displease the golden Archer, Gilgamesh raised the corners of his lips in interest, and let him go as he said.

He looked at the young man on the opposite side exuding a cold and inorganic aura, and sighed contentedly.

"Then remember," he said, "you now exist only to find Solomon, the King of Magic, and have no other purpose."