Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

The Hong Kong, Port, Black, Hand, Party, and Cheng members who followed him originally thought that Nakahara Chuya, who was checking in order of the list, would not respond to Osamu Dazai's seemingly whim.

After all, despite the urgency of the voice, it's all good and nothing happened, right?

But when he heard the sound, Zhong Yuanzhong also threw away the things in his hand without hesitation, letting them fall back into the box lightly and safely, while he turned over with a kite, and rushed to Osamu Dazai in the blink of an eye.

Stretching out his hand, he threw back the entourage who was still gesturing for counting money with his right hand. He cautiously and quickly glanced at the empty warehouse except for a few of them, and the ending sound rose slightly.

"Dazai?"

Dazai frowned slightly.

He raised his hand, together with the golden cup in his palm, and tried to stretch his fingers, but the moment he touched the cup, there seemed to be some invisible connection established between the two.

—he couldn't let go of the golden cup.

More importantly, Osamu Dazai obviously felt that something was being quickly evacuated from his body, rushing towards the golden cup along the connected parts like a raging wave!

The "disqualification in the world" that can nullify the power can't stop this "sacrifice".

If it's not a supernatural power, then what could it be...?

I can't judge what I'm about to face, but looking at the expressions of the connectors, there's a high probability that they didn't do it deliberately.Whether it was a conspiracy against the Hong Kong, Port, Black, Hand, or the Party, or against him personally, is also unclear.

At the moment when it is uncertain when this energy input will stop, the most urgent task is——

"Oops, this golden cup is a bit greedy, trying to 'drain' me. Chuya, keep your distance, don't touch me or any part of the golden cup. Apply gravity to the golden cup alone, separate it."

"Huh? You can't let go, can't you? If you break that thin arm of yours, I won't be responsible."

Faced with Osamu Dazai, who seemed to be in a catastrophe and still kept talking about running the train, Nakahara Chu also habitually said a few words.

But he is serious.

If he couldn't use gravity control to separate Osamu Dazai and the Jinbei, his next step would be to chop off Osamu Dazai's hand—Osamu Dazai couldn't die here, on a Jinbei that robbed him of business.

Putting a hand on the back of his neck, Zhong Yuan let out a soft breath, his eyes locked on the golden cup in Osamu Dazai's hand, urging his ability!

——Then Osamu Dazai and the gold cup were hit on the ground by the sudden soaring gravity.

With one hand resting on the broken ground, Osamu Dazai propped himself up, and he said slowly and jokingly: "If you want to take the opportunity to kill me, or... Chuya?"

Dazai's words froze.

Limbs were stiff, Nakahara Chuya's expression was cloudy and uncertain, and the complicated psychological process in his heart, like a sun-drenched dog, was clearly written on his face like black and white words.

"Oh, okay." Osamu Dazai simply sat cross-legged on the gravel, and asked earnestly, "Chuya, if I want to sacrifice my ego, can you cut it for me first?"

The feeling of "something is rapidly draining" in the body is too obvious to be ignored, and Nakahara Nakahara roared at the bastard partner who gloated at his misfortune: "You bastard, didn't you say that you don't need to touch you or Jinbei?! "

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently.

"Oh, I'm wronged. This is the first time I've greeted it. I didn't expect that even the touch of the 'power' would be included in the triggering conditions... What a strict golden cup."

Zhong Yuanzhong also had question marks all over his face: "I believe you are a ghost?????"

"Well~ But in this way, Chuuya can be regarded as fulfilling his wish, right? Didn't you want to do something 'painful' to me for a long time. Hey——It's really sad, if it's a beautiful lady , that can be regarded as refreshing like the morning sun."

Pulling out the dagger equipped with the entourage, Osamu Dazai looked at Chuya Nakahara who had consciously leaned over while speaking, and smiled slightly.

"Speaking of which, Nakaya hasn't used a dagger for a long time, right? Remember to be steady. If the wound is uneven, whether it's follow-up treatment or the installation of prosthetic limbs, it will be very troublesome~"

After taking the dagger, Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes, and calmed down to the point of a little coldness: "You bastard, you can shut up. It's your fault if I slipped my hands."

"Humph--?"

Osamu Dazai put the other empty hand on Chuya Nakahara's left hand, his brows were lazy and indifferent, full of indifference to life and death.

"I've called the medical team to come over. Wait for three seconds, I will use 'Disqualification from Human' to disable the ability, and at the same time, you quickly withdraw. As for where to cut, don't I need to teach you?"

"Crap."

The dagger whirled at Zhongye's fingertips, emitting a blinding white light.

He lowered his brows and eyes, only the small piece of Dazai Osamu's wrist was left in his eyes, and he focused on it.

Ignoring the stunned and bewildered entourage, Dazai Osamu's brisk and eerie voice echoed in the warehouse so quiet that one could hear breathing.

"three."

"two--"

However, before the word "one" was spoken, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya felt that the unknown "ceremony" on their bodies was over at the same time.

At this moment, the golden cup in Osamu Dazai's hand burst out with dazzling light, making people unable to open their eyes!

His right hand finally regained his freedom, and he turned his eyes sideways first to avoid the stimulation of the strong light. Osamu Dazai threw the gold cup reflexively, but the gold cup did not just land, but was suspended in mid-air.

Then, a white and slender hand held it.

——Two people, or in other words, existences with human form, appeared in the remaining halo.

"Hahahahahaha! How dare you summon me, your luck is over, bastard!"

The blond young man in golden armor had a pair of snake-like scarlet and icy eyes.Arms crossed his chest, he arrogantly looked down at Osamu Dazai, as if that gaze itself was a gift from a superior.

"Jill."

As a reminder, the person next to him patted him on the shoulder lightly.

Different from the other party's outfit that exudes an "I'm super expensive" atmosphere, the other one only has a simple outfit, which makes people wonder whether he came out with a bed sheet casually.

The only decoration on the whole body is the long simple necklace.

The youth's hair and eyes are full of vitality and clear emerald green, just like the green leaves in the midsummer being sprinkled with sunshine, the corners of the lips are curled up even if they don't smile, even if they don't reveal too gentle emotions, they are still easy to get close to favor.

Holding the golden cup in his hand, he looked at the empty-faced Nakahara Chuya with a gentle attitude.

"Servant Lancer, Enkidu, activated at your call. Thank you for your assistance, let us come to this world. I wonder if we can make a deal?"

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Age of Uruk.

At first, it was just out of habit.

It took a long time for not only Enkidu and Gilgamesh, but Sei, the ministers in the palace, and even the common people to get used to having such a worrying will of the kingdom by their side. Only gradually did I truly accept this.

One day, while playing with the golden cup that Yamit used to drink the juice he made, Enkidu proposed on a whim that he wanted to learn carving.

The king, who was flipping through the papers next to him, glanced lazily across.

"What did you learn to do?"

"I want to engrave letters on Yamit's cup."

He fiddled with the carving knife and practiced on the gold. If he was not satisfied, he would rely on his physical ability to directly grind the strongest weapon with his hands, and replied with a smile.

"If Yamit is a person from the 'future', even if she can't meet, she must be able to see what we left behind, right? Those poems, those legends, the promises we fulfilled—the gods will eventually pass away, the age of gods After the end, people become their own masters."

"And it seems that I haven't given Yamit any special gifts. So, I want to leave a little trace... something like that? If she sees it in the future, she should understand."

Unlike Gilgamesh, who possessed the king's treasury, what Enkidu really possessed was himself.

After hearing these words, Gilgamesh didn't nod or object.

But when Enkidu finished practicing and was about to engrave characters on the golden cup, the ruler of Uruk also passed by pretending to be calm, and very "smoothly" engraved a line along with it.

Every stroke of Enkidu is meticulous: [To Eternal Yamit]

Gilgamesh's hegemony is also reflected in all aspects: [Uruk's will of the country]

And the out-of-the-ordinary "Yamitu" on the top was engraved by Yamit excitedly after she got the quilt—because she felt that there were too many gestures and it was too tiring to engrave, so she drew symbols perfunctorily and forcibly signature.

After the work was finished, Gilgamesh used magic to bless the golden cup to ensure that it would not be easily destroyed.

Later, the golden cup stayed safely in the king's palace, where the two of them could see it at a glance, for a long, long time.

Long to the height of Uruk's prosperity, long to the slaughter of the bull of heaven, long to the death of Enkidu, long to—Gilgamesh, old age.

Even though two-thirds are gods, the remaining one-third is "human" and this king's fate is doomed.

Everyone will fall into the underworld equally in the end.

Regardless of status, regardless of status, regardless of rich or poor.

However, during the time when he was about to die, Gilgamesh unsealed clairvoyance.He saw fragments of the future, and felt the existence of the vague "Seat of Heroes".

So, until this moment, Wang, who is still like a child, has tenderness and nostalgia for that time, made a small introduction.

——He attached a summoning array to that golden cup.

If the King's Treasure House is activated by Yamit, this summoning array will be activated. Once it encounters an existence with qualified magic qualifications, it will switch back to automatic activation, extract the target's magic power, and summon.

Based on this golden cup similar to the "holy relic", the master can only summon Gilgamesh and Enkidu.

When Gilgamesh died, the golden cup was not buried with him, but was given as a gift to the next successor.

Generation after generation.

The dusk of the gods, the fall of Uruk, and the establishment of a new dynasty... History continues to move forward, and the lonely king stays on top of the heroic spirit, hardly feeling the passage of time.

Until one afternoon in the world.

The king's treasury was opened by the second person——

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Belonging to the three, the new story will continue to unfold slowly.