[Comprehensive] Tucao is the king of gold

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During the long years that followed, Gilgamesh often thought of what happened at that time.

His half body stood in front of him in a hurry, haste and panic were written all over his face, and even his fluffy hair was stretched straight from head to toe, full of tension.

[The destiny cannot be rejected, and the artifact cannot be long. ]

Sentences like the language of gods were spoken from the king's half-body mouth, with strange accents and rhythms.

——Although in the future Gilgamesh knows that this is not the language of some special god, but comes from a country called Japan.

But this did not prevent him from writing down all the sentences with unknown meanings, and even for a long time, his ears were full of young people's voices.

What was that guy talking about at that time?

Occasionally, Gilgamesh would think this way completely out of character, and the next moment he would laugh at himself at this silly thought.

But at the same time, the other self still couldn't help asking questions, like a bastard he hated holding empty hopes again and again.

Gilgamesh hated himself for being like this.

But later he became proficient in Japanese and understood the meaning of the words that person said at that time.

What did he say?

He said, "In the name of fate, I hope my friend will always be blessed by fate."

His best friend, his half body, once wished so.

**

Suddenly there was nothing to say.

The smoke and dust caused by the summoning has basically dissipated, so people can see the face of the man standing in the summoning formation more clearly.

He has brilliant blond hair, a pair of magnificent and tyrannical red pupils, his face kissed by the god of beauty is as precise and perfect as an ancient Greek sculpture.No matter who it is, even the old enemy of the oldest king, they have to admit that the heroic demeanor of this oldest hero king is unparalleled.

He is a well-deserved king.

However, Wang Xianglai's clear red pupils were completely cloudy, and from the moment he looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi, he seemed to be frozen in place.

Gangji rarely felt a little guilty.

After all, although in the history books of later generations—or myths—or epics—everything is good, there is a guy named [Enkidu]—well, he knows it is himself—as the best friend of the King of Heroes. people praise.And this weapon of God, which was portrayed in the epic as made by the gods to suppress Gilgamesh, really transformed the existence of Gilgamesh.

He transformed the King of Heroes into a hero.

emm, Tsunaki doesn’t mean that there is anything bad about it, but just think of Gilgamesh’s pain and sadness because of his [death], and because of this, he became more resistant to death and even went to the road of no return to become a god in an attempt to live forever , The King of Gold always felt a little guilty unconsciously.

Although he also knows that there are many discrepancies in the clay tablets handed down-for example, it is impossible for him to leave a corpse after he left, let alone Gilgamesh refused to accept the reality and stayed by [Enkidu] until [Enkidu] Both] corpses are rotten.

But even so, Tsuna still felt guilty for a while.

After all, he was the one who entered Gilgamesh's life talking about himself, and he was the one who even said goodbye in a hurry.

You will definitely be angry, you will definitely be angry!

Adhering to the principle that early death and late death are all dead, Gang Ji moved slowly from behind the rabbit.

"Ha, haha," he first laughed a few times, trying to relieve the increasingly anxious atmosphere for some reason, "Long time no see... Jill."

As he spoke, his voice became softer and softer, and in the end it was almost like a mosquito.

But Gilgamesh didn't move.

The King of Heroes with his upper body standing in place, although he suddenly opened his eyes and revealed the fierceness of predation like a beast, but standing so alone in the summoning formation at this time, he revealed a little pitiful, weak and helpless for no reason.

Seeing this, Tsunayoshi scratched his head.

"Anyway," he said, "let's sit down and see what's going on."

While saying this, Tsunayoshi turned around and looked hesitantly at the heroic spirit in the summoning formation.

The next moment, without any warning, Gilgamesh moved.

The heroic spirit who was still standing in the summoning circle in a daze at one moment suddenly got into trouble, and left the spot at an almost uncapturable speed the next moment.

The one who disappeared was Sawada Tsunayoshi.

The rabbit who was guarding Tsuna Ji was the first to react, and ran towards the direction where the figure remained in his sight.

The next moment came the sound of glass breaking.

The two who passed through the door and walked through the corridor turned from indoors to outdoors in a few seconds.The barrier arranged by the King of Gold happily released the King, but it couldn't stop the heroic spirit covered in golden light.

Two extremely similar yet very different golden streaks collided fiercely in the air, separated after a moment of stalemate, and collided again after spinning around.

The golden brilliance overflowed, and immediately turned into the aura behind the king and heroic spirit, throwing themselves into a new round of games.

Hayato and the rabbits quickly followed to the room closest to the king and Gilgamesh, and saw two distinct golden lights colliding with each other.

The rabbits almost subconsciously wanted to stop this sudden fight and save the king from the fire and water, but they were stopped by Takashi Mitsuchi who stood at the forefront.

"Look carefully."

Said the clan member who said he spent the most time with the king.

Only then did the rabbits follow his gaze.

I saw the two figures in the air separated again at some point, and the king was spraying extremely high-purity flames from his hands—this is the fighting method recently required by the tutor—standing in the air, looking at the hero king on the other side.

Ordinary people might not be able to clearly see the expressions of the two during the battle, but there were no ordinary people present, so they could clearly see the expressions of the king of power and the king of heroes.

He is laughing.

Whether it is the always restrained king or the hero king who seems to be released from prison, there are cheerful smiles on the two faces with very different styles at this time.

This is the first time I have seen such a king.

Out of unknown psychology, the rabbits fell silent one after another.

Then they discovered... how does the king in their own family look like they are trying to... feed the other side?

The carefree smile is true and the fighting posture is true, but the more you look at the trajectory of the king's battle, the more you feel that he is playing delicately and carefully.

Rows of question marks rose above the heads of the rabbits, until they saw their king was smashed into the Pillar Tower by Gilgamesh.

Large chunks of dust and dust brushed past the rabbits, covering the pupils constricted by surprise or fear under the mask.

Gilgamesh then jumped into the Pillar Tower, and the rabbits quickly surrounded the heroic spirits who started fighting at the slightest disagreement with their handprints.

Before they could make a move, they heard the voice of the king.

"Pfft...cough cough cough," a bright fire flickered in the dust that was almost blocking the line of sight, and the King of Gold slowly walked out of it, with a satisfied smile on his face, and the tone of his voice. A bit of unknowing coquettishness.

"You're too aggressive," he complained, calling out the name of the friend who threw himself into the Pillar Tower like a cake, "Jill."

When thinking of this scene countless times later, the rabbits wanted to stuff the other party back when the summoning array took effect and a certain ancient hero king popped his head out of it.

What kind of former friend, the half body shared by glory, he didn't know and didn't admit it, that person was definitely not the king they had seen growing up when they were young! When did the king who was followed by a rabbit even when he slept arrived in Uruk? They really don't know how they got involved with the King of Heroes qaq.

The clans represented by Tanaka suddenly fell into a period of depression.

It would be okay if it was a short day or two, but even if the king tried to sum up this experience in one word, it cannot conceal that it must be a very long story.

The rabbits inevitably felt a sense of grief and indignation that the cabbage that looked good had slipped out of the vegetable garden, was slapped by the pig, and then wandered around pretending nothing happened and then slipped back.

"I said you are really overthinking," the king, who had not been told, but guessed about the clan's psychological activities, waved his hand with a tired face, "And I am not a cabbage Jill or a pig. ...Be careful to be beaten if he hears it."

Look, look, cabbage invites pigs into his yard! (Heartbroken)

Seeing that the ten cows couldn't get the rabbits back to their heads, Gang Ji also gave up the idea of ​​correcting it, and squeezed a wagashi and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Where are Reborn and Mr. Tanaka?" He asked Takashi Mitsuchi who was beside him.

Mitsuchi Takashi lowered his head and wiped the crumbs from his mouth for the king, and replied, "Mr. Reborn is very interested in the knowledge, skills and other materials you have learned in the past, and is now communicating with Mr. Tanaka."

Gang Ji's originally dangling feet stopped shaking, and for a moment a cold feeling of being about to be strangled by fate rose from the soles of his feet to his heart.

He silently stuffed in the remaining wagashi to suppress his shock.

The news from the other side of the clock tower also came.

"I'm really sorry!" Professor Weber, who had visited Japan because of the Holy Grail War and thus had some understanding of basic Japanese etiquette, put his hands together in front of the projection screen, "I asked the student to pass the call to me because of my stomachache when I was in contact... ...But it was a Berserker who accidentally sent it... Anyway, I am very sorry! If you want to call again, the clock tower and I will help!"

Wen Yan Gangji raised his eyebrows.

"Mr. Weber, do you understand the cause of the matter?" There was a wonderful comforting power in the voice of the king, "Although such a thing happened, we are also responsible for not checking it out... But fortunately, in the end, The summoning was successful—well, although it was somewhat different from what I expected.”

He had vaguely summoned the King of Heroes who came out from Karna, and comforted Weber who was almost resigned with a little guilt.

"Besides," the King of Gold smiled at Yan Yan, as if his eyebrows jumped when he saw something, "and the heroic spirit that was finally summoned... I'm quite satisfied."

He turned over the tablet that communicated with Weber, just in time to take in the King of Heroes who walked in from the main entrance.

"This is the strongest fighter—what do you think, Mr. Weber?"

The author has something to say: Gang Ji: The desire to survive is soaring.jpg

The result of yesterday's competition: while the three flashes were fighting, the b flash that existed in the author's mind sneaked past the other three flashes and won!

Young Flash:?!

Flash A:?!!

Flash C:??!

B Shan (Hey) Shan, as its name suggests, is a Shan between a Shan and c Shan. Although it is a crazy level, it maintains consciousness and can communicate with others. Wonderful place with inexplicable paranoia x It is not convenient to be on the train today, I will introduce some characters in two days

But it won’t be the only one that shines, don’t worry (with a troublesome smile) after all, there are multiple sparkles and multiple happiness【. 】

In the same way, it is not convenient today, so the update is relatively small x tomorrow will make up Guji

Thanks for watching!