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Just as Annan was walking in the dark corner and approaching the Uruk Embassy, ​​his footsteps stopped and his eyes fell on a figure walking out of the tavern.

"Ah~ the fresh ale tastes good, and the gentle waitress speaks nicely. I really like it here!"

A white-haired magician wearing petal earrings carried his staff and left the tavern like a prodigal son. He smelled of alcohol and had a few unwiped hickeys on his face.

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This white-haired magician is like the wind blowing on the grassland, which can easily make people relax.

It is also thanks to this that he lacks a sense of tension and responsibility, and sometimes makes people think that he is a suspicious fraudster.

Oh no, be confident and remove the "feeling".

This is a scammer!

"I remembered that in the game plot of the previous life, it was implied many times that a certain white-haired net swindler likes to go in and out of the tavern at night and sponsor some stray young ladies..."

He really deserves to be the owner of Fufu. These two lecherous beasts are like a raccoon dog. Merlin has only been summoned for a few days.

"However...this is not an opportunity..."

Annan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he copied it in his sleeve's hand, and a slight space crack appeared.

Merlin had to die, so—

Just use this to cut off Merlin's head!

Pinching a space crack, Annan's pupils showed a coldness.

As we all know, after a man kills a chicken, his body will relax to a minimum, thereby reducing vigilance to a minimum.

At this time, as long as he pretends to be a passerby and walks past Merlin, setting the spatial crack in front of Merlin's throat...

Then, before he knew it, a blood line appeared on the neck of the magician of flowers, and then his head fell, and he was forced to return to Avalon in the Inner Sea of ​​Stars.

As long as Merlin dies, Tiamat can wake up, and Uruk, whose crown Servant has not yet appeared, will definitely not be able to reach the power of Tiama.

But once the action fails, it will be very difficult to kill Merlin, and he may also be in danger.

Moreover, with the heavy responsibility of making Tiamat fall asleep, does Merlin really have no guards by his side?

You know, Mesopotamia was not destroyed at the moment of Tiamat's return, and it all relied on Merlin's illusion.

If Merlin dies, it's really all over.

It is a normal choice for such an important person to be protected by someone around him, right?

In a short moment, Annan, after careful thought, decided to observe carefully before he decided to start.

Looking calmly at Merlin's side, Annan spread his perception to the limit, and he really found something wrong.

There was a black shadow disguised as Merlin's shadow, and the two were almost the same.

There is no doubt that the essence of the shadow is the Servant of the spiritual body, protecting Merlin at any time.

"It can cover the breath so well, and the guard like a shadow...is a ninja!"

"Assassin, Fuuma Kotaro, it's quite appropriate to use ninjas for escort work."

Annan recognized the Servant hiding beside Merlin.

Fumo Kotaro, a famous ninja in the Warring States period of Japan, the leader of the Fumo no one, it is said that no one has seen his true face, and even his name is inherited.

And in Mesopotamia, it is the most famous fifth generation Kotaro, the most famous masterpiece "Ninja" born in the turbulent times.

However, this ninja does not know how to make spiral pills. Although he has the blood of ghosts in his body, he is not Jiuweiren Zhuli, and his strength is not changed.

But even so, Annan was not confident that he could slaughter Merlin in front of an assassin who was proficient in forbearance.

What's more, Annan found that Merlin arrived at Uruk's embassy within a few steps from the tavern.

If you get too close, if one blow fails, the remaining Servants will definitely arrive in an instant, and Annan will be in danger.

"I can't die now, at least not until I help Tiamat gain an absolute advantage..."

"Tsk, Dream Demon, you took a life."

Watching Merlin walk into the Uruk embassy, ​​Annan held back his hands out of safety, not planning to make a scene in Uruk.

Steady and steady, his strength is not explosive, and he can't play so many at the same time. If he hangs up the restraint in advance and wants to play a black hand on Ti Ma, it will be troublesome.

The waves cannot be ignored. If the waves are too high, the boat will capsize. The King of Heroes is the best example.

"Anyway, I'm here just for intelligence reconnaissance. The purpose has been achieved, so I won't make any extras..."

"However, before leaving, let's leave some gifts for Merlin and Xian Wang Shan."

Annan showed a wicked smile.

For the sake of safety, he is not easy to shoot now...

But he can still make some unnoticed accidents quietly.

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Chapter 46 You will die from overwork!

The center of Uruk, the tower of the gods.

Based on marble, adobe plastic is used, and layers of reed mats are added to increase stability and elasticity. Finally, asphalt is used as cement to firmly build the fired bricks into a high platform, which looks like a pyramid.

And on the high platform, it is the temple!

The splendidly decorated and solemn temple stands on the high platform and becomes the commanding heights of the city.

This magnificent, conspicuous and sacred building has become a building for the devout believers to communicate with God, and the kingship and theocracy are intertwined here, which greatly enhances the sense of belonging of the people.

In game terms, it is a kind of wonder of civilization, which can increase the morale and loyalty of the people.

"Oh, but when I built such a luxurious tower, this king was scolded by En Qidu, saying it was a waste."

Just like the emperor sitting on the golden toilet, the supreme virtuous king, who had returned from the journey of immortality, sat on his throne, looking at the familiar scene, remembering the absurd things of his youth, and showing a nostalgic expression.

"Hahaha, is it time for this king to start to miss the past? Is it too stressful recently?"

Shaking his head, Gilgamesh, who had come to his senses, leaned on the throne with a tired feeling on his face due to lack of sleep.

Since the prophecy of the catastrophe that will destroy Mesopotamia, he has issued a number of decrees in order to fight against it.

Build fortifications, strengthen the army, and at the same time, agriculture cannot be left behind, logistics must be guaranteed, and people's hearts must be appeased...

Managing a city-state is definitely not a simple matter, and almost one problem will be followed by the next one.

If he was still a tyrant, he would definitely not care so much, he would be extremely egoistic and go his own way.

But he is now the wise king of Uruk, and it is his duty to protect the people.

Therefore, Gilgamesh can only force himself to turn around, there is no way, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Some people, on the surface they are kings, are actually worse than ordinary office workers in 996, because Gilgamesh is about to become 007 when he is busy.

"I hope there will be less things today, so that I won't be told by Siduri again."

With a sigh, Wang leaned on the throne without dignity, posing as Ge You lying down, like a burnt-out salted fish.

However, it didn't take long--

"King, something happened!"

The moment he heard these words, Gilgamesh closed his eyes and rested, straightening his back, opened his eyes, and regained his majesty as a king before his subordinates arrived.

"Don't panic, say something slowly!"

Gilgamesh's calm expression reassured his panicked subordinates.

"Did something serious happen?"

"Wang, it's actually not a particularly serious matter, but the problem is... there are too many."

The chief priest Siduri, who followed his subordinates into the tower, brought Gilgamesh bad news.

Siduri, as a priest who assisted the wise king who ruled Uruk, had to read it and record it on a clay tablet before reporting the government affairs to Gilgamesh.

So when Gilgamesh saw the pile of clay tablets behind Siduri, his liver seemed to start to ache.

"My dear high priest, don't tell me these are all government affairs to deal with?"

"My lord, it's a pity, yes."

Under the veil, Miss Chief Priest shook her head with a wry smile, and began to report each government affairs.

"First of all, it's about the construction on the north wall."

"What happened on the north wall? This king remembers that construction has only started recently, right?"

Gilgamesh took the clay tablet in his hand, looked carefully, and frowned.

He planned to build a city wall across the two rivers on the north wall, just like the Great Wall, to resist the attack of monsters.

This is a mighty project, and even if he can use his own treasure house to support it, it will cost a lot of manpower and material resources.

And this city wall is only useful when there are enemies invading, and at other times it can only be placed there as a spectacle.

If it weren't for the extraordinary period, if Gilgamesh wanted to build this, some ministers would definitely say "spectacles mislead the country".

But now, in order to withstand disaster, there must be walls that can support the front, and must be built.

"But it's too outrageous to have a problem not long after the start of construction. Let this king see what's going on."

"The toilets at the construction site on the north wall were blocked on a large scale, resulting in a foul smell, making it impossible to work..."

When he saw the first question, Gilgamesh felt that something was wrong.

"Then, because the odor attracts a large number of mosquitoes, it may cooperate with the feces to cause malaria... This must be paid attention to, and the workers should put down the things at hand and repair the toilet first."

"Wait, in addition to this, the water source is also polluted?!"

"It is suspected that the Muxiu Huxiu ethnic group passed by upstream, and the poisonous needle toxin of Muxiu Huxiu appeared in the water, and it will take some time to recover."

Gilgamesh tapped his fingers on the armrest of the throne and made a quick decision.

"Stop work for a day and see the situation. Water is the source of life. If you can't guarantee water, working is courting death."

"What? Because the water source was polluted, the monsters who couldn't drink water also had a small-scale riot and attacked Uruk?!"