Three-day moon in Wang Caili [Comprehensive]

--coincide.

——This is of course a misunderstanding caused by chance.

The king was quite annoyed by this.

The source of the anger, of course, was the bluffing voices and expressions of the attendants who happened to see this scene and thought they understood something.

"Self-righteous bastard."

Wang didn't get angry on the spot, but he sneered.

Needless to say, even if he denied it on the spot, some rumors about the king of Uruk having started to enjoy sex again - this time seems to have changed gender - will still spread in the city-state.

Since returning from searching for the elixir, the king of Uruk, Gilgamesh, has changed from his previous tyranny and cruelty. He has been diligent in government affairs for many years without any slack.

Therefore, Wang, who is very busy every day, almost has no time to sleep, and unceremoniously taking beautiful women as his own as before, has become something that will never happen again.

The result—suddenly, a beauty appeared out of thin air.

It still appeared out of nowhere, sitting (probably) on the lap of the king who had been pure and ascetic for many years.

This huge shocking gossip couldn't be concealed, it was destined to spread, and it shocked the whole of Uruk in an instant.

It is conceivable that in the near future, when the people of King Gilgamesh are concerned about the king's body, they will be very energetic, and "by the way" will be excited to care about the king's private life.

After all, being pure-hearted and ascetic for a long time will stifle the bad guys...

Gilgamesh, who was fully able to foresee this scene, frowned slightly: "... Tsk."

Of course he didn't explain directly.

Any behavior of the king does not need to be explained to others, even if it is a misunderstanding.

However, Wang let the irritability pile up in his heart, and turned his colder eyes back to the face of the second person present.

He didn't expect it.

After ignoring this sword spirit for a few days, he let it circle around, causing a trouble.

For the sword spirit, Gilgamesh really didn't pay much attention to it.

No matter how precious the treasures are, there are countless in his treasury.Taking all the treasures of the world into his hands is the treatment he deserves as a king, so there is no need to be surprised.

The knife appeared suddenly, and Wang was sure that there was no such thing in the treasury before that day.If there was, it was impossible for him not to remember it.

However, it may be here that others may find it contradictory.

It's not a big deal, but Gilgamesh didn't have any doubts about this weapon of unknown origin.

He didn't care at all.

Whether it was an accident or an overreaching conspiracy, he didn't take it to heart.

As long as it is in his hands, it is his property.

There is no doubt about the fact that there is nothing superfluous to say.

Now, Gilgamesh re-examines the possessions that got him into trouble in the first place.

"Humph."

He snorted coldly.

Dao still sat firmly on his lap, lowered his head slightly, and returned a calm and confused look.

Confused, as if he didn't know what kind of dangerous situation he was in at this time, and didn't know why the "master" in front of him looked colder than before.

He didn't know what went wrong with the action he made directly.

Ok……

For a person who has completely lost his memory, it is quite normal to have such eyes.

He is very ignorant of any unknown things, and can only rely on his own feelings to do anything.However, if someone can stand up at this time and take the initiative to teach him some common sense and methods, this confused state will soon be broken.

Because he didn't even lose his consciousness.

Wang, on the other hand, seems to have gained useful information from silent glances.

"What's the matter, what do you want me to do?" Dao waited for a long while before he spoke.

His head had to be lowered further.The reason is that the jaw was pinched.

The force the man used was not light, and on the fair skin, a circle of obvious redness leaked from the edge covered by his fingertips.

But he still didn't care, and pulled the blue-haired youth closer to him in this indescribably contemptuous way.

"—"

Skip the unintelligible words for now, Dao can only open his eyes to see the facial expression of the man who is close at hand.

This human—oh, his master—gazing at him still made him unhappy as before.

"—"

What are you talking about.

Dao's gaze was fixed on the front, and at the same time, he felt very clearly that the man's fingers under his jaw moved away.

Just move away, not take back.

The fingertips slid up a little, and they came to his lips.Then probed in, still did not give the parties any room for resistance or objection.

"..."

He didn't know why, so he opened his mouth.

But for some reason, when he made such a small movement, the thick ink-like depression that was suppressed in his heart surged again, with a hidden tendency to go on a rampage.

This made him quite irritable, and he almost couldn't suppress it—although he didn't know why he had to suppress this unreasonable restlessness.

All right.

The finger that went straight into his mouth caught one of his teeth.

The knife is even more unclear.

The "Master" pressed the tip of the tooth with his fingertips, and just slid it slightly, and the sharp part of the tooth cut through the soft flesh.

Sparse blood gushed out from the wound, and the taste of rust immediately swayed in his mouth.

Few people like the smell of blood.

However, something strange happened again.

The knife tasted blood, and at the same time, the inexplicable irritability that had been surging in my heart unexpectedly became calm.

"…………Well?"

The gloom disappeared.

The restlessness was gone.

The knife was still in a state of confusion, when he heard a sound that sounded like a sneer, and the finger that was scratched by the tip of the tooth wanted to pull back.

--subconsciously.

Before the opponent's finger could be withdrawn, he bit down.

When did the teeth become so sharp?No, or is he like this before...

Anyway.

As soon as he bit down, his overly sharp teeth sank into the fingertips that he couldn't withdraw again, and the smell of blood permeated his brain, stronger than before.

"..."

"—"

The man didn't seem to be offended by the pain coming from his fingertips.

At least that's what it felt like watching Dao intently watch his mouth opening and closing like a pantomime.

then.

then……

The reality of the twists and turns proves that he is still too naive after losing his memory.

— boom.

The man who mercilessly broke the tip of other people's teeth: "&%￥#￥*#￥#@, hahahahahahahaha!"

You don't need to understand the words in the front, but you must understand the insane laughter in the back even if you don't understand it.

knife:"…………"

knife:"???!!!"

If the character setting collapsed, he would definitely scold him on the spot—crazy!

However, the human design did not collapse.

Therefore, he could only cover his face inexplicably, and looked at the man even more blankly.

tooth hurts...

……

wrong.

It was broken, but it didn't hurt at all? !

*****

Encountering setbacks that are neither big nor small, Dao began to fall into deep thought again.

The specific action of deep thinking is: sitting in a corner, not saying a word, but touching the other sharp tooth left in the mouth from time to time, and continuing to think like this.

"really weird."

"It really doesn't hurt."

——This is the conclusion he came to after "accidentally" breaking off the other cusp.

Well, in fact, it's not that he is idle and has nothing to do, so he insists on breaking his own teeth.

After pondering for a while, Dao decided to make a very possible attempt.And after trying it, the result he got was really not what he expected.

His strength was not strong enough to easily break his teeth with his bare hands.

So, the small piece of white substance that was broken off was lying in the palm of his hand. He looked at it, pressed it with his fingers, and found that it was not actually part of the tooth.

Even if he lost his memory, he could tell that the composition of the two substances was obviously different.

This white substance is much softer and more brittle than the tooth.Press down with your fingers, and you can press it into suddenly scattered crumbs.

In comparison, it is really too fragile.But what exactly is this?

Knife soon realized that he definitely couldn't get to the truth by himself.

He could only roughly guess that it grew out of his own teeth...

"The unknown substance that grew out" suddenly felt even more strange.

That being said, he doesn't get too entangled in things that are temporarily unknown, and just keeps his doubts in his heart, acting quite casually.

In addition to the aforementioned pondering, what he does every day is——

Sitting.

The location is very unusual.Dao self-containedly determined that the location he was sticking to every day was in the palace at the highest point. Without thinking too much, it must be where a certain king was.

The blond king needs to handle government affairs in the chamber, and the people who come to report affairs and transport the stone slabs come and go here, almost without stopping.

And he was sitting in the hall.No one called him, he came by himself, and it was very good that no one stopped him from letting him in.

The usual situation is that the man with the highest status here is really busy at all times, even if he knows that there is an abrupt guy, he has no time to pay attention to him.

Because of this attitude, Dao stayed here more calmly, and at the same time, he had to calmly face the multiple gazes cast on him.

Of course, the owners of these gazes were "passers-by" who came and went. Xu Shi didn't expect that there would be a stranger with a very clear sense of presence beside Wang, so he couldn't help being surprised.

The eyes that looked at him were different, what kind of emotion was contained in it, Dao watched quietly, but never showed his own thoughts on his face.

He just smiles.

He smiled at whoever looked at him.

The smile is not open, but it always makes people who see him for the first time daze for a while, and then leave with different expressions.The pace may seem a little rushed, and it's just a little messy.

Occasionally, these people would look at him quietly, and then say something to the calm-looking king on the throne.

Immediately afterwards, the knife will raise its head when it senses the extra line of sight, and look in the direction of the source of the line of sight.

What they were talking about, he still didn't know.Therefore, the only thing that can get information is their eyes when they talk.

The human eye can convey quite a lot, and there is no mastery of it.

For example, this time he caught news that was not very pleasant.

Forget about other human beings, his "master" who is a key figure, cast his indifferent eyes as pure as before.

However, it is precisely because this noble man only regards him as an object from the beginning to the end, he will not pay attention to it in the distance, but it can be appreciated temporarily when it is placed close up, so it appears "pure".

Same as before, Dao doesn't like this look, probably he is not a normal "weapon".

The latent silt that had not completely dissipated in the heart began to flow slowly again, as if it was about to smear the shadows into the entire chest, but this time without the suppression of the master's blood, it could not be stopped for a while.

From the outside, it is absolutely impossible to see that the inside of the knife that has been sitting quietly on the side is getting darker and darker.

I only think that he is well-behaved and keeps smiling all the time. As far as viewing value is concerned, he is indeed quite good, making the viewers feel quite pleasing to the eye.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Wang, who only glanced at him rarely, was somewhat satisfied.

So, within a few days, a woman wearing a veil came to the knife.

- Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you.

This is a woman with a very gentle personality. Knowing that there is a language barrier between the two of them, she patiently used gestures to make him understand what she meant.

— Wang asked me to teach you the language we use, come with me, will you?

Dao noticed from the attitude of others towards her that the status of women in this country does not seem to be low.

It is of course a good thing to be able to solve the problem of poor communication, he readily agreed, there is no fear.

Therefore, in the next period of time, the station of the knife was changed from the king's palace to another place.

The woman led him into another building next to the palace, which was also taller than all the other houses, and only slightly lower than the king's palace.

On the way there, many people prostrated themselves in front of the stone ladder in front of the building, as if kneeling down.The closer you get inside, the more intense the aroma that lingers in your nose.

Dao also saw a huge stone statue inside. The stone statue seemed to be a woman in extraordinary clothes and gorgeous ornaments. The object of worship outside was her.

The stone statue was too tall, and the sunlight leaking in from the outside covered its upper part. Even if Dao looked up, he couldn't see its face clearly.

However, it doesn't matter.

From this day on, with the help of the woman in front of him, he worked hard to learn the common language of this country.

learning progress...

Well, say fast or not, say slow or not.

Compared with thoroughly mastering this extremely difficult language, Dao first learned a few prominent nouns.

Such as the name of the country, "Uruk".

For example, the name of the woman who taught him, "Siduri".

For example, the general name of the transferred position is "temple".The ceremony where people kneel down and mutter words is called "prayer", and the stone statue is not carved with a woman, but the goddess "Ishtar".

After that, it is the important content:

In this country, the name of the king of Uruk is "Gilgamesh".

After such a long time, Dao finally knew that his master was originally called Gilgamesh.

Well, this important content seems to be a few steps later than the others - after all, from the day he started studying, he spent the longest time with Siduri.

Busy "Master", how many days have you not seen it?

Slowly, the information about this completely unfamiliar country was accumulated bit by bit, and together with the common sense learned, it filled the extremely scarce knowledge reserve.

This is a world where gods and kings coexist.

People believe in gods, kings rule people, and the order of human society is very clear.

Siduri, who teaches the language of the sword, is the high priest of the Uruk temple, and in terms of status, he is only lower than Gilgamesh, who is the king of Uruk.

Dao got a lot of valuable information from Siduri, probably because he was blank in the state of amnesia, and it didn't seem difficult to accept the complicated and complicated information.

As the high priest, but also as the subordinate assistant king, Siduri is usually very busy.

However, compared with the king, the high priest is obviously more patient and gentle, and has a good relationship with Dao.

After the two got acquainted and understood the language, they could finally chat happily.

"Wang also said at the beginning that you must learn our language within two days...how can it be so fast, and Wang is the same, too careless of reality."

This is the sigh that Siduri confides to Dao in private.

"Two days? It's been two months. Is the master disappointed in me?"

"Nothing, don't be depressed." Siduri said.

This is also nothing, he just said it casually, it is impossible to be depressed.

"There are some words, I still haven't been able to figure out the meaning."

This is the question of the knife.

He just came back from the "master", and the treatment he received has not changed from before, but there is one more doubt.

Gilgamesh took time out of his busy schedule to glance at him, and seemed dissatisfied with his clumsy spoken language, so he reprimanded him severely.

Dao didn't feel anything about it, after all he didn't understand half of the reprimand.

What he was curious about was a word that appeared most frequently in the king's reprimand.

"Miscellaneous -"

To imitate the master's tone at that time... No, he still can't learn that tone, the knife can only imitate those few sonorous and powerful syllables standardly.

"What means?"

he asked Siduri.

However, the high priest: "..."

Dao looked blank: "?"

Even through the veil, he could see the corners of the woman's mouth twitching, and her expression was weird for a moment.

Well, it can be completely judged now that this "miscellaneous repair" is definitely not a good word.

"Uh."

The high priest took a deep breath, and really couldn't bear to tell the truth, and this (in her opinion) ignorant young man was hit hard.

She smiled, concealed the subtleties in her heart one by one, stretched out her hand to caress the young man's shoulder, as if silently comforting: "This is the king's mantra, don't take it to heart."

"Ah."

The young man who was comforted by her agreed, his voice was very soft, and his eyelids drooped slightly.

Perhaps in his own eyes, this was just a subtle movement, but the high priest couldn't avoid such small details at such a close distance.

This young man always has this gentle expression, as if making him obedient in everything he does.

But at this moment, a fleeting emotion leaked from the slightly covered eyes, making him more alive than usual.

Siduri's heart trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but be silent for a moment when she was shocked by the sadness mixed with the extremely outstanding beauty.

She was originally going to the palace, but before leaving the temple, she said to Dao who had stayed in the temple for two months and had hardly been out, "If you feel bored, you can go for a walk in the city."

Knife showed a trace of surprise: "Is it possible?"

Siduri said, "Of course."

Dao frowned slightly, as if cautiously worried: "Is the master allowed?"

"The king just let you learn, and didn't limit your freedom." Siduri laughed a little, and at the same time, she was a little inexplicably sad: "Although this may not be good for me... the king is just self-willed at certain times. Don't be afraid of him, as long as you don't violate taboos, the king is still easy to talk to."

Knife: "Oh."

Whether he accepts this evaluation in his heart or not, only he himself knows.

In short, after listening to the hasty instructions of the high priest, Dao was able to leave the temple and step into the city area that had never been touched before.

That's right, before this, he only moved back and forth between the temple and the palace, and never went to other places.

The brief understanding of this country, as mentioned earlier, is obtained from Siduri.

Now, I have the opportunity to go to explore, the unknown world inside the city wall, Dao is still very interested.

Without further delay, Siduri left the temple as soon as he left the front foot, and he also brought the short knife that has not moved yet——

"..."

After coming out, the knife realized it!

His understanding of humans is still too shallow.

"..."

Whoops!

About a few hundred meters away, the blue-haired young man who still looked so abrupt in the bustling street was surrounded by the crowd in just a moment——

He was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the Uruk people who shouted "The beauty hidden in the palace has appeared. Will we finally have a princess!"