You Shan can still be handsome at the age of seven and a half

Putting aside many questions, Zhongyuanzhong also followed Gilgamesh to this abandoned building, and as soon as he walked into Zhongyuanzhong, he smelled a particularly strong smell of blood.

The two were walking side by side, but Gilgamesh stopped halfway through, and Nakahara Chuya turned to look at him with doubts on his head.

There were black stains under his feet, and the air was always filled with dust. Such a dark corner made Gilgamesh stand still and frown.

Although it seemed that they had found the right place, this place was too inconsistent with Gilgamesh's aesthetics, and he didn't even want to step in it with his feet.

Zhong Yuanzhong also obviously saw the disgust in his eyes, and couldn't help asking: "What? Do you want me to bring you in?"

Gilgamesh disliked the proposal even more: "I am not a child."

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but look him up and down, he looked like a child.

Gilgamesh wanted to give him a blank stare, but this expression didn't fit the king's image, so he could only hold back: "What you see is not real, I'm just in the form of a child at present."

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want to listen to his sophistry, so he asked directly: "Then how do you get up?"

Gilgamesh directly used magic power to create a layer of green steps on top of the original steps. If Hirotsu Liulang could recognize it at the scene, it was a shield hidden in the dark that blocked his attack. Gilgamesh was overqualified for this task.

And Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know this antecedent, so he just asked curiously: "Is this your supernatural ability?"

Gilgamesh didn't reply, so Zhongyuan Zhong took it as acquiescence, and took the lead in taking big strides up.

The more you go up, the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger. This smell is the best way to find the way. Zhongyuan Zhong also went upstairs and turned around. He saw a black viscous liquid all over the upper and lower floors of the first floor. , there are more human tissues that cannot be seen clearly.

Even the mighty Central Plains Chuya could not help feeling sick to his stomach when he smelled the strong smell of blood and saw a piece of residue at this moment.

When he smelled such a strong smell of blood, Zhongyuan Zhong had already prepared for it, but he still didn't expect to see such a tragic situation. He could barely tell that the one lying at his feet seemed to be half of the palm, judging from the shape It should be the palm of a child.

In other words, all the missing people are here?

Looking around, there is no living person at all, and Zhongyuan Zhongye's eyes are a little red, wanting to find the murderer who caused these tragedies.

But on the first floor, apart from Nakahara Chuya's breathing, there was only the sound of liquid falling down. This liquid was not a faucet that was not tightened, but the blood that splashed to the ceiling and slowly flowed down because it was slowly solidifying.

You can see how many people died here.

At this time, it is useful for Gilgamesh to step on the green dark-patterned shield, and his shoes will not be stained by blood, which can be said to be very prescient.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also very skeptical. He knew that he would face this scene a long time ago, and he had already prepared for it, but he didn't remind himself.

Gilgamesh walked around and then came back, seeing the Central Plains distinguishing the remains one by one.

"The owner here left earlier, the person you are looking for should be dead."

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused: "How do you know?"

Gilgamesh put his hands in his pockets and said lightly: "This is a magic workshop, but we were not attacked when we entered, which means that this should be an abandoned magic workshop. It can be said that the owner of this place has abandoned it. May take away the hijacked people."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

His hands clenched into fists, tightly clenched, and his anger was palpable.

"Then where did he go?" Zhong Yuanzhong also suppressed his anger and said through gritted teeth.

Gilgamesh knew that he was angry for his companions, and he had no sympathy, no pity, and no comfort. He just said lightly: "He gave up the magic workshop that was beneficial to him. He should have a more powerful weapon. I believe With his character, he will show up without us looking for it."

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered: "That's good, let him taste the taste of gravity when he shows up by himself."

Gilgamesh didn't want to hit him, but he still wanted him to understand the reality: "I'm afraid it's not enough with your strength."

Zhong Yuan also frowned: "Why?"

Gilgamesh didn't speak, because the other party was a caster and even had the Holy Grail fragments, and Zhongyuanzhong was also a pseudo-servant, and he couldn't even use his own treasure, so he was destined to be defeated.

Without too much explanation, Gilgamesh wanted to leave when he understood the situation, and Nakahara Chuya wanted to stop him and let him explain clearly.

"Wait! You explain clearly."

Gilgamesh had sensed his movements a long time ago, and took the lead to dodge, which made Nakahara look at his empty palm in surprise. Unexpectedly, this young man was really strong and fast.

Although Gilgamesh avoided Chuya Chuya's obstruction, he was not angry and asked kindly, "What does Big Brother want to know?"

Zhong Yuan also said: "Who is the other party? You seem to know him very well."

Seeing that because he was a pseudo-servant, but for some reason he had no memory related to the Servant, and because Zhongyuan Zhong also firmly believed in himself as a human being, Gilgamesh had some affection for him, so he explained: "You have already Knowing that you are a pseudo-servant bent down by a god downgrading a heroic spirit, then this person is a summoned servant with a job title of caster, and the magic workshop is his fortress."

"What are Heroic Spirits and Servants?"

"Well, it can be simply understood that a heroic spirit is an immortal existence after the death of a hero believed by people, but in general, a heroic spirit can only be summoned by the world consciousness to save the world, and a follower is a heroic spirit who is used by humans to save the world. It is a powerful force that is summoned by a ritual and driven by people."

"It's kind of hard to understand..."

Gilgamesh spread his hands.

"According to what you said, I am a servant summoned by humans and downgraded from the gods. I should be more powerful than ordinary servants."

Gilgamesh said: "Although you are indeed more powerful, it's a pity that you can't use Noble Phantasms now, and your supernatural powers will be exhausted at some point, and your enemies now have infinite magic power and if you can't directly hit them You have no chance of winning without the ability to recover infinitely."

"What is a treasure?"

Gilgamesh: "The treasure is the ultimate weapon of the follower. It may be a weapon, or it may be a certain skill. It needs to call the real name to activate it."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said hesitantly: "Don't I have a treasure?"

Gilgamesh walked down the stairs while talking: "That's because you don't have enough faith, and you don't even affirm yourself, so naturally you can't remember the name of the treasure."

Zhong Yuanzhong also followed slowly, and after understanding a little bit, he asked, "Then how do you want to deal with him?"

Gilgamesh: "It's very simple, the servants will solve the servants."

The blond boy hopped down the stairs and left this bloody place, but Zhong Yuanzhong was still not reconciled. Facing his companion whose corpse could not be found, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know how to go back with him. The other companions explained.

It's just that when the two of them walked down the stairs and came down at dusk, they found a boy in a black suit with a bandage on his face who seemed to have been waiting outside for a long time.

Nakahara Chuya frowned when he saw the outfit and asked, "People from Mafia at the port?"

Osamu Dazai yawned, as if he was getting bored waiting, then smiled and said, "It's just a new employee."

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered: "Has the port Mafia even hired child labor?"

Osamu Dazai continued to speak, and said pitifully: "I think so too, but Mr. Mori is too contemptuous, there is no way."

Nakahara Chuya: "..." He has nothing to say, so there are such thick-skinned people.

After pissing off one person, Osamu Dazai looked at another person, taking care of him very comprehensively, without any intention of neglecting anyone: "Good afternoon, little brother."

Gilgamesh smiled and said, "Big brother, did you find it yourself?"

Osamu Dazai rubbed his nose: "Yes, after being reminded by my little brother, I checked the latest information of the port Mafia and found something wrong. Have you already seen it?"

Gilgamesh: "Yes, do you want to go up and see?"

Osamu Dazai waved his hand: "Forget it, I can smell such a strong smell of blood from a long distance away, it must not be very nice inside."

Gilgamesh: "So what do you want to do next?"

Osamu Dazai picked his cheek, thought for a while and said, "Are you hungry? Let's go eat?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Huh?"

He almost staggered and fell to the ground because of this sudden change of subject, why did the subject change so quickly, and it reached the point of eating.

Osamu Dazai looked at the sun going west, rubbed his stomach and said, "Aren't you hungry? I am hungry, and I want to eat a seafood feast."

Although Gilgamesh doesn't need to eat, eating is a good way to replenish his magic, so he also nodded: "Okay, let me treat you."

Dazai Osamu didn't even think of this sentence, but he still had to be hypocritically modest: "Isn't that bad, I actually asked my little brother to treat me to dinner."

That's what I said, but judging by his appearance, it doesn't look like he has money.

Not to mention Chuya Zhongyuan, who was originally born on Radium Bowl Street, used his own strength to feed the whole [sheep], and he didn't have extra money to eat seafood feasts.

So Nakahara Chuya, who wanted to ask more questions, looked at Gilgamesh's thin figure, and decided to leave and go back to the base before making other plans.

However, Gilgamesh did not refuse at all, and generously invited Nakahara Chuya: "It's okay, I'm rich."

Nakahara didn't quite believe it either, until he was walking on the street and saw Gilgamesh walking past a grocery store and buying a winning ticket, his expression was a little unbelievable.