Under the Root

"However, the king naturally has clear rewards and punishments, boy." But Gilgamesh's tone changed again at this time, and he said to Li Lin: "I am very happy to chat with you today. Therefore, it is also necessary to give you an appropriate reward." It should."

"Reward?" This time, Li Lin really didn't know what kind of trick this Jin Xingxing wanted to play.

"Well, be happy, wedge, as a reward for pleasing the king, I decided to give you the right to choose treasures in my treasury." Gilgamesh said unprecedentedly: "Except for my two weapons, only one , the king’s treasure house is up to you to choose.”

.......

Unexpectedly, Gilgamesh would say such words, Li Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, there was no other sound in the house except the sound of breathing.

Gilgamesh rested his hands on his chin and looked at Li Lin thinking with great interest. He really wanted to know what Li Lin wanted.

Is it gold and silver treasures enough for a lifetime of wealth, or the ultimate knowledge that a magician dreams of, or is he confused by the legendary treasures and chooses a powerful weapon, or even shows his cleverness and directly asks him for help? Ask for the Holy Grail.

Countless choices flashed through Gilgamesh's mind in an instant. Gilgamesh didn't know what Li Lin would choose, but he could be sure that no matter what it was, he would keep his promise and give it to Li Lin as his last mercy to him.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Lin gently opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Gilgamesh opened his treasure house, and a golden vortex filled the entire lounge in an instant.

"Have you figured it out? Li Lin, tell me, what treasure do you want?" Gilgamesh pointed to the treasure behind him.

"Think it over, I'll choose this." Li Lin pointed at an item without hesitation.

"Are you fooling me, boy." However, Gilgamesh became furious, because what Li Lin pointed to was the half-filled bottle of wine they drank before.

Although this fine wine is also a very precious item, compared to other treasures in his treasury, its value is really too insignificant, so insignificant that it is almost not worth mentioning.

However, Li Lin shook his head slightly, and he asked back.

"If I choose a powerful treasure, can I use it right away?"

"Of course not." Gilgamesh said, "Even I only own these treasures. If you are not the destined owner of the treasures, you will naturally not be able to use them."

"If that's the case, what's the use of them?"

"Oh? Then this bottle of wine is useful?" Gilgamesh asked curiously.

"Of course." At this time, Li Lin smiled like a lion at Gilgamesh, "I didn't enjoy this banquet enough, King of Heroes. After I defeat you, I will continue to drink with you." This bottle."

"But when the time comes, I will accept all the treasures in your treasury with disrespect."

"..." Such a bold statement made Gilgamesh stunned, but then he laughed happily.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, such a man is the "wedge", and only such a man is worth killing with my own hands."

"Forget it, Li Lin, this king agrees." The hero king said with a smile, "If this man is you, I allow you to face this king with a knife."

"But I can't take back my words. How can a bottle of fine wine reflect the king's favor."

Having said that, Gilgamesh stared at Li Lin for a while, then reached out and took out a cross-sword-shaped sword from the treasure house behind him.

"Here, although it's not an overly powerful treasure, this sword suits you unexpectedly, Li Lin." Gilgamesh laughed and handed him to Li Lin. "If it is it, maybe you can become its master."

Then, Gilgamesh's whole body shone with golden light.In the next second, the familiar golden full-body armor appeared on his body.

"Boy, although I am very happy today, that disgusting thing is coming here soon, and I don't want to fight her in the daytime. You can use this sword of Saint Catherine well, don't kill me I will lose your life before I lose you."

After saying that, the golden figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Author's message:

ps1: Don't wonder why it can't be connected with the previous chapter. I felt that the last chapter was out of play, so I changed it.

ps2: I also think this paragraph is bloody, but I fight for the tits

ps3: King of Heroes is too difficult to write. . . . . . . .I will definitely not write about his single game next time.

Chapter 22 Light Cannon Blurred Face

On Thursday, Muyao day and night, the moon and stars are thin.

The yet-to-be-named steel observation deck will be called the 38th floor of the Fuyuki Center Building at dawn when it is about to be completed.

The construction work is more than halfway done, and only the outer layer remains unpacked.This complex high-rise commercial building, which will become the landmark building on the ground of the new capital of Fuyuki City in the future, is just an empty frame of reinforced concrete structure, blowing violently by the cold wind in the night sky.

But standing in such a cold wind, the swordsman named Artoria's heart was tens of millions of times colder than the cold wind.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault." Thinking of Irisviel's miserable state of vomiting blood just before departure, she couldn't forgive herself no matter what.

Yes, because of the protection of Noble Phantasm Avalon, Alice Viel, who was pierced through the heart by the yellow short spear, did not die.But even Arturia didn't know whether death was kind to Irisviel at this moment.

Diarmuid, the face of brilliance, at this time Artoria finally knew the name of the spearman.However, it was too late.

Irisviel's heart pierced by the extinct yellow rose will not be healed just because she knows this.

This is the Noble Phantasm of the famous Chief Knight of Fiona Knights.Even with Avalon's ability, it can't bypass it to heal Good Eri's wound.

but......

"Saber, you know what to do, right?" Emiya Kiritsugu's cold and heartless voice sounded in Artoria's ear.

"Kiritsugu..."

Even so, Arturia could still hear the deep anxiety and self-blame that Emiya Kiritsugu hid in her heart.

+How could you entrust Eri to such an unreliable Heroic Spirit? +

Arturia seemed to be able to hear his inner roar.

"Is there any other way?" But despite this, Arturia still struggled to ask.