I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

"See you again? Well! Goodbye!" Ereshkigal waved his hand towards Sidika excitedly. Although he was a little reluctant, Sidika said [goodbye], and this is not the last time .

"So, the king and his excellent followers embarked on the road of return." Gilgamesh embarked on the road to leave the underworld as if he was patrolling the territory.

It is obvious that he can go back to the body directly, but he wants to go back. This is the willfulness of the king.

"Speaking of which, this king really didn't expect you to tame that goddess to such a degree. It is worthy of being the hero chosen by this king, hahaha-"

"Yes, yes, as expected of King Gilgamesh~" Siddija replied, rubbing her chin and thinking, "What kind of sacrifice should I prepare next time?"

"What do you mean? This king died suddenly this time." Gilgamesh raised his brows. It was a shame for him to die on the throne. How could he let this happen a second time!

"How about the statue? God seems to need a statue, but I don't know her exact size."

"You should listen to this king! This king will not die..." Gilgamesh was silent for a while, "This king will give you some gold and make a gold statue in exchange for this king, the dirt is too cheap. "

"clear."

"Speaking of which, the temple you built was too small, did Ereshkigal go in?"

"Isn't that her disguise?" Sidika was taken aback for a moment. He thought that the appearance was the one used by Ereshkigal when he was working. The real appearance should be a girl who is easily shy.

"Ah, so that's not her body."

"Probably, no."

At this moment, Ereshkigal, who had taken off her work uniform, was standing nervously in front of her temple. This was the first time in her life that she was so nervous.

This is a shrine, her first shrine made for her by her followers!Even so rough she had to praise him with the best words.

She opened the door of the temple tremblingly, and a ray of candlelight illuminated her eyes. The candles on the small round table brought the light. The butter cake she wanted to taste was on the round table, and there were many others around. She just knows the fruit.

Although there are no chairs in the temple, she has better ones, which are quilts, and the quilts that are folded into squares act as chairs for her.

Ereshkigal couldn't help but blinked.

Ah~ I can't help it, how could she be indifferent when she saw such a scene.

Ereshkigal raised her hand to wipe away the uncontrollable tears, she didn't want what she saw to be blurred by tears.

"I am back."

After working for a long time, she finally came home.

She cautiously got into the temple, sat on the soft quilt, and folded her hands in front of the sumptuous food on the round table.

"Thank you."

At least for the moment she will thank Ishtar as the goddess of harvest, of course that is only incidental.

Sitting in the temple and enjoying the offerings, she no longer has any... ah.

Ereshkigal raised his head sharply.

"Ah! Forgot to tell him about the Goddess Alliance! What's the matter!" Ereshkigal suddenly hugged his head and lay on the quilt, mourning.

"Ah ah ah! I thought of a handsome declaration of war! I made up my mind!"

"Gilgamesh, come back! So Hidega is back!"

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Chapter 31 Don't stop dying and resurrecting!

Wang died suddenly, and then Wang came back to life.

This was supposed to be a matter of great grief for the whole country and then the whole country to celebrate, but because my reaction was so bland, whether it was great sadness or great joy, I put it on hold first.

"King, have you forgotten something?"

Siduri looked at Gilgamesh, who was sitting on the throne with his legs crossed, looking at the clay tablet with respect rather than seriousness.

"Forgot? Even if you really forget it, it's not worth remembering by this king." Gilgamesh quickly scanned the text on the clay tablet and gave orders calmly and efficiently.

"Send [-]% of the soldiers from the south wall to the north wall, and the goddess of the jungle will help us deal with the monsters that are trying to attack from the south."

"Lead the order." Ushiwakamaru nodded, stood up and left the tower with the soldiers behind him.

"Wang, I'm talking about the fact that you fell asleep on the throne yesterday." Siduri tightened the slate in her hand and said in a low voice, "Overwork is also an enemy, you need to rest."

"Siduri, I realized something after returning from the underworld." Gilgamesh put down the slate and crossed his fingers to block the lower half of his face. Siduri's serious aura made Siduri straighten up immediately.

"Wang, what did you see again?"

"I have experienced it firsthand. The more I think about using the planning schedule, the more I will not follow it. Whenever I take a break, I will feel unhappy from the bottom of my heart. The accumulated clay tablets will not disappear by themselves. I want to destroy these clay tablets. But I will miss the rest time... The power of human beings is limited, but this king wants to be a human, so..." Gilgamesh lowered his voice and frowned slightly as if to tell the king's decision.

"This king doesn't want to live!"

"what?"

"Hum ha ha ha ha~ This is a valuable discovery. When the soul returns to the body, it will cancel the negative state of the body. In short, the fatigue accumulated by this king for several days has been emptied in one day!"

Gilgamesh stood up and paced back and forth in front of the throne as if telling the truth.

"As long as this king dies suddenly, and is pulled back from the underworld by Siddija, he can suffer sudden death again, and it only takes half a day for Sidgar to pull this king out of the underworld! The accumulated rest time in seven days is Compressed to half a day, it is extremely cost-effective."

In a sense, Gilgamesh's behavior can be said to be extremely cruel, because he has to exhaust a person to death, and then resurrect that person to continue to exhaustion, repeatedly squeezing value.

But that person is Gilgamesh himself, and he has no right to interrupt others about his cruelty.