Food reserves are all love brains? [Comprehensive]

Gilgamesh had just walked out of one shopping mall and was about to wander around another when he was stopped by someone.

No matter at any time, the king is the most eye-catching existence in the crowd. It is very natural for mediocre people to look forward to the perfect posture of the king, and then want to get close to him like moths flying to the flame.But the person in front of him is obviously not for that reason.

Wang frowned, and looked at the other party from top to bottom—the brown press-brimmed hat that was so big that it almost covered the whole face, the plain windbreaker of the same color, and the leather boots that looked a little worn out.It's already disrespectful not to reveal your identity at the first time, let alone come to meet the king, but pay no attention to dress etiquette.

Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes in displeasure: "Look up, bastard. Since you have the guts to stop me, don't you even have the courage to show your true face?"

After a second of silence, the "bastard" snorted strangely.

...this voice?

That possibility suddenly popped into his mind, Wang raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly, and reached out to take off the other party's hat.

Familiar faces came into view.

Although the aura has changed for some reason, this expression, this posture, and this poor aesthetic that is so simple that it makes the king frown—there is no doubt that it is that person.

The green-haired friend smiled viciously:

"Long time no see, Jill. I don't even know, when did I become a bastard too?"

The joy of reunion was interrupted by the other party's questioning, Gilgamesh was stunned, and then laughed:

"Then, as always, use your power to deny this king."

"My friend—Enkidu!"

Truth is a little awkward now.

Be forewarned!She is by no means forgetful!

She just cares so much about the taste of food that she occasionally ignores information that humans care about, such as names and faces.Just as humans usually remember each other through the positive features of eyes, mouth and nose, and few people care about [the shape of the other's ears] [the veins on the wrist], the truth is just different from the focus of human memory.

It is easy to forget the name and appearance, but the smell of the other party will be remembered for a lifetime.

As long as you remember the smell of the other person, you can wake up the memory in a timely manner. For example, Saiki Kusuo, although he didn't get along for a long time, he can remember everything after a little recollection.

And the man in front of him, because he is a dead soul, smells completely strange, and looks...except for the blue hair, there is nothing particularly familiar.

It's just that in Truth's messy picture memory, it seems that this blue hair should not be draped like this.

"Why don't you tie it up" - I thought so in my heart, and said it naturally.

Relying on impulsiveness and a subtle sense of déjà vu, she stepped forward to touch her and spoke kindly.As a result, the other party not only let her touch her cooperatively, but also called her name with a smile, and asked her to help tie her hair.The little girl was stunned, and then her face turned red.

and so--

what is his name ? ?

I can't be seated without smell, I'm so stupid!

You're not as good-looking as Enkidu, I can't remember it at all!

Has anyone told Master Truth what to do at this time? !

Could it be that you just said "what's your name, I'm face-blind, so I don't know the name"?

Unlike the situation in Yato at that time, the truth is very certain, the person in front of him is known - so he feels even more guilty.

Distraught, Truth could only perfunctorily murmur, while looking at the other party, trying to fool him with a casual greeting:

"Hahaha, what a coincidence. Mr. Truth just arrived here, and he happened to be looking for someone. Then I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

Lan Mao grinned: "Who are you looking for? I'll be with you."

"No need! I can do it by myself!"

In fact, a person can't be found at all, but the truth still tries to look at him with sincere and confident eyes.

Lan Mao was silent for a moment, and said in a nostalgic tone:

"Really? You're still the same as before."

truth:? ? ?What was my past, please be specific.Don't show that ambiguous expression!

Lan Mao said again: "However, since you are now my master, I can't leave you alone. I will follow you in spirit form, if you want to help, just call me."

【Master】【Spiritualization】These words, the truth is still known, she flipped through the gift pack of common sense given by Gaia, and suddenly realized:

It turned out that this was not a coincidence, this acquaintance who did not know his name was already bound to him.

So, how should one hide the fact that one does not know the other person's name in such a close relationship?

- Straightforward confession?Confess after being discovered by the other party?

With a heavy heart Truth chooses the third way.

Since I can't remember it myself, please ask Enki, who knows all her memories, to help her get a seat.Enkidu is different from her, so it must be easy to connect the name and length successfully, right?

So the problem is back to the original point:

Where can I find Enkidu?

Soon, truth won't need to ask that question.

Lan Mao, who had just disappeared from his body, suddenly lifted his spirit body again. He didn't wait for the truth to ask anything, and looked somewhere:

"The battle has begun."

He licked his lower lip,

"Looks like a good opponent, really lucky. Let's go too, master."

Truth nodded subconsciously, but before he could react, he was grabbed by the collar by an impatient soldier, and quickly shuttled through the streets and on the roof of the building, rushing towards the target.

Fuyuki is very lively tonight.

It was so lively that it made Weber's stomach ache.

First, there was a battle at Tohsaka Mansion: Assassin was wiped out, and the winner, Archer, confirmed that he had multiple Noble Phantasms, and then his battle-crazed followers excitedly dragged him to guard the enemy.After a few days of high tension, Waver took a short nap on the chariot, only half asleep—was awakened by Rider's shaking.

Holding his sore shoulder, Wei Bo, who got up angry, was about to question the other party, but got stuck.

——There is no need to doubt it.

The whole land was trembling, and the King of Conquerors drove his chariot towards the sky, and the two looked down on the land in silence.

Those two powerful forces that made Weber's teeth tremble are colliding fiercely on the Weiyuan River. One of them is the golden hero who defeated Assassin before. Compared with this moment, the number of treasures that surprised Weber in the previous battle is almost like It was dealt with——

On Weiyuan River, a group of splendid treasures covered almost half of the sky, reflecting Fuyuki City at night like daytime. However, this terrifying lineup, which was enough to kill ordinary heroic spirits dozens of times, was only for dealing with one enemy at this moment.Under Wei Bo's terrified sight, the strong and simple aura aimed at the same direction one after another, attacking the tiny figure without restraining their murderous aura and sharpness at all.

Almost without thinking, Weber knew what happened to that enemy.

The group of Noble Phantasms arrived in an instant, just like Moses splitting the sea—the calm river surface was forcibly torn apart by the nearby force, setting off a huge wave like a tsunami, and in the middle of the huge wave, the enemy with the appearance of a green-haired boy simply Spread out your palms.

The white and petite palm seemed powerless, but with his slight movements, the scarred riverbed suddenly shook violently—a dirt mountain rose from the riverbed and went straight into the sky, huge and terrifying The clay giants turned into shields in the hands of the green-haired boy, and none of them fell to the ground, stopping all the treasures of the golden heroic spirits.

——There are actually two such powerful enemies!

One has countless treasures and can't see the cards at all, while the other hasn't even used the treasures yet, and can't even see the job description.

Wei Bo's eyes darkened, and his stomach hurt even more.He gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down, and watched nervously while holding the chariot, expecting to see a scene where both sides would suffer.

However, Weber was disappointed again.

The green-haired boy glanced at Wei Yuanchuan, who was bruised and bruised by abuse, with a somewhat regretful expression:

"Although I still want to continue playing, the city seems to be unable to support it."

The golden heroic spirit snorted unsatisfactorily, and then said:

"It's so weak that it disturbs the interest of the king, but it's a great achievement for you and me to meet again - let's make up for it."

Waver's ears pricked up, trying to hear their conversation, but the more he heard it, the more strange it became.

Reunion?

He didn't have time to think about it, and soon witnessed the cruel reality with his own eyes.The green-haired boy and the golden heroic spirit looked at each other and smiled without killing intent.

The arrogance in the blond heroic spirit's expression was gone, and there was a soft look of nostalgia in his brows and eyes:

"How about a drink afterward, my friend?"

Weber breathed a sigh of relief: Oh, it's okay, I'm reminiscing about the past.

and many more.

——Reminiscing about the past? ? ?

The little girl stood up all of a sudden, and almost fell off the chariot under the ups and downs of emotions. He looked at the solemn and excited Conqueror next to him, and stammered affirmation:

"They—know each other?"

Still looking good?

One is already too strong to beat, so give me two?

This is a head shot? !

Weber Velvet, the naive and naive Master who has not been deeply involved in the world, has another reason to regret joining the war after being disturbed by the snoring of the King of Conquerors and losing sleep.

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It's a holiday soon, and the daily update mode will start next week.