Godhead Steal [Comprehensive Lord Greece]

The king kicked out another temple emissary.

The ministers of the Effie Empire looked at the envoy of the Temple of Light whose arm was broken and thrown out twice, and after a light glance, they continued the interrupted business report under the king's signal.

Ministers have seen enough of this kind of thing.

After the king ascended the throne at the age of 12, they began to battle wits and courage every day, rain or shine, and even brought their own vindictive masters into the court to prevent the little king who couldn't control his strength from tossing their old bones to pieces.

Now the king is 23 years old. After eleven years of training, the witty ministers have really paid blood and tears, and finally figured out the calm face in the first second and the next second. Just pumped up the king's temper.

Smooth hair, don't be in a hurry.

Carefully, stroke slowly.

Be respectful.

When the king sees you unhappy, don't appear in front of him, and you can only appear again when he wants to use you.

As for the time when you don't appear in the court, how to deal with it?

It doesn't matter whether you cultivate yourself at home or play around, as long as you don't step into the palace, you will be fine.

The ministers of the Effie Empire are often lamenting the huge difference in treatment between themselves and ministers of other countries, while watching the ever-expanding territory and the country that is gradually becoming stronger, feeling pain and happiness.

Having said that, it's time to talk about this legendary young king.

The ruler of the previous generation died suddenly, and the eldest son, the crown prince, was notoriously incompetent. Seeing that the crown prince was about to ascend the throne, the veterans had already seen the future of the Effie Empire.

But they couldn't prevent all this from happening, so they could only make up their minds to do their best to assist the incompetent new king and save the luck of the Effie Empire.

The surrounding countries all put on the appearance of watching the show, waiting for the Effie Empire to decline in a decade or so so as to share the big cake.

Everyone is not optimistic about the future of the Effie Empire, even the goddess of life they believed in at the beginning.

——After being eaten, the beliefs of the entire empire will soon be infiltrated and transformed by other beliefs, and they will no longer believe in life.

The gods no longer bless such an empire that is already crumbling and is sure to collapse.

Lost the blessing of the gods, lost faith, the crown prince is incompetent, and the surrounding countries are eyeing.

The people don't feel much difference, but those at the top of the country are restless and sweating every day.

However, at this moment, a dark horse suddenly appeared among the princes who tried their best to pull the prince off the horse and ascend to the throne by himself.

This is a rather non-existent prince.

Ranked [-]th, the name was a dream his mother who left early gave birth to him, in which a strange person told her child's name.

Enkidu.

The Eighteenth Prince's mother died early, when he was just six years old. Although the prince was well-behaved and good-looking, he was very likable, but his body was always weak.

His face was always pale and weak, and there was little blood on his lips.

Originally not very talkative character, after his mother died, he became even more taciturn.

After the age of six, probably in order to escape the court's strife, the eighteenth prince directly left the court and became a mercenary.

His not-so-high presence in the court disappeared completely in an instant—with such a sickly body, becoming a mercenary was almost the same as committing suicide.

What's more, it's just a six-year-old child.

However, six years later, after the sudden death of the king, the eighteenth prince suddenly appeared.

When the ministers and princes found him, he was in the prince's bedroom.

The soft and weak child in the past has grown up. He is dressed in a simple but not crude white long-distance running suit. Around his neck is a necklace made of monster teeth. His long light green hair is not messy at all. Putting on the shoes, her white and beautiful feet just stepped on the soft carpet with big flares.

He tilted his head and glanced at the guard who had been brought in by the maid's scream, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes disdainful.

It was a beautiful sight—beautiful, I should say, and the captain of the guard felt that he would never forget this scene in his life.

If he hadn't strangled the prince's neck, and the prince had passed out completely, the guards would probably think that this young man who had never met them before was the prince's new favorite man.

And Enkidu let go of the hand that was pinching the prince's neck, and wiped it on the quilt in disgust, reached out and took the parchment tightly held by the prince, and threw it directly on the face of the captain of the guard.

"I'll give you three days. I want to ascend the throne." The young man's voice was cold and clear, with a hint of childhood softness, but it made the captain of the guard shudder.

The parchment in his hand is a Zen position book with the effect of a contract. Of course, the crown prince gave up his position to the eighteenth prince.

The entire Effie Empire was in chaos.

The princes vying for status had never seen such a simple and rude method, and they couldn't sit still when they saw that the ministers were really dead horses and live horse doctors preparing for Enkidu's enthronement ceremony.

They assembled their own soldiers and rushed directly into the palace.

But the ministers had already abandoned the rule and followed these princes to mess around. After the Chu Jun's book on the position of Zen was published, they only felt that the stone had fallen from their hearts.

Among the princes, there are still a few outstanding talents worthy of assistance.

There is nothing wrong with letting them take the throne.

However, they were immediately dumbfounded.

——The Eighteenth Prince stopped [-] elite soldiers by himself and kept them outside the hall.

In the end, the [-] elite soldiers and the princes who organized the rebellion disappeared from the world.

Enkidu ascended the throne.

And it's a joy to beat people up.

But even though the young king was brutal and unable to control his violence, he governed wisely and did not act repressively as he did.

And the goddess of life, who saw that the Effie Empire did not decline as imagined, descended on this land with a high profile.

Then he was beaten by Enkidu.

The ministers were almost desperate at that time, the gods in charge of life could easily cut off the future of the Effie Empire.

They didn't even have time to think about why Enkidu, as a human being, could cause harm to the gods—although the Goddess of Life descended only as a clone, she wouldn't be dragged down from the void by a human being and pinned to the ground smoke.

The ministers just think that the king who likes to crush dissenting opinions with his fist is so cool.

As expected, the beaten Goddess of Life descended angrily on God's punishment.

Around the borders of the Effie Empire, plants and animals began to die on a large scale, the plague spread rapidly, and the border cities were panicked.

Then all of this came to a sudden standstill when it touched the most marginal city belonging to the Effie Empire.

It seems that there is something blocking all these intrusions, blocking all unfavorable things out.

The ministers finally believed that the eighteenth prince was a blessing bestowed on them by the heavens, and they no longer blamed the young king for saying arrogantly, "It is enough for you to assist me well."

The gods who didn't care about the Effie Empire originally paid a little more attention to the Effie Empire after seeing the goddess of life deflated.

But soon that little interest disappeared, because there was nothing unusual about the Effie Empire.

Probably the god who doesn't like the goddess of life is against her. Anyway, it is impossible for human beings to have the power to resist God's punishment.

What's more, it was the Goddess of Life who got face down so directly, not them.

As for the envoys of the temple who were beaten out, they would not report this kind of thing to the gods.

It would just make them appear incompetent, and certainly wouldn't let their god know about such things.

This is probably one of the reasons why the Effie Empire has maintained a window of faith for so long without being looked down upon by the gods.

Thankfully, the ministers of the Effie Empire found a way to get along with the young king after the initial busyness and bewilderment, and they felt that life was much easier.

At this time, the young king of the Effie Empire calmly listened to the ministers' reports on domestic affairs. Until the last word fell to the ground, the king did not say anything that would break people.

This made the newly appointed courtier breathe a sigh of relief.

The young king sitting on the throne, if he removes the complicated king's formal attire, he looks like a delicate and beautiful young man.

His body doesn't seem to be recovering all the time, his whiteness is abnormal all the time, and he looks so weak that he can fall down at the first blow of the wind. If he can't say a word, this courtier will probably think that the rumors he heard before are all his own.

Enkidu waved his hand.

Glancing down, seeing that there were no ministers who had anything to say, he stood up and left the main hall without saying a word.

The ministers looked at each other.

The king seemed to be in a bad mood, but he didn't take it out on them.

This is too abnormal, the ministers who have been successfully trained to shake M think so.

Their king's mind is really elusive.

As for Enkidu, who returned to his dormitory, he took off his heavy formal attire without any image, revealing the white robe he was used to wearing, and walked into the bedroom barefoot.

In his bedroom, there is a wood-carved sculpture of human height, which is the appearance of his former best friend.

It was carved by Enkidu himself after he returned to the Effie Empire and ascended the throne.

He knows every detail of his best friend, Gilgamesh's face, momentum, posture, howling, and even every muscle.

He has stayed in this world for 23 years, enough for him to find out many secrets about this world.

Enkidu is full of expectations. He knows that with Gilgamesh's achievements and abilities, he will definitely be able to arrive here after death to be reborn.

So he came back and snatched the throne, and imitated Gilgamesh's strategy and momentum in his memory - even imitated the excellent eloquence of his best friend, after combining the situation of this world and neutralizing it a bit Start taking care of this country.

When his best friend comes, he will be very happy to see this empire bigger and more powerful than Uruk.

And... Enkidu paused for a moment, and didn't think about it any more when he came back to his senses.

Before Gilgamesh appeared in this world, everything was empty talk.

He stopped in front of the sculpture, looked up slightly at the face carved by his own hands, his bloodless lips were tightly pursed, and his brows were slightly frowned.

There was a big soft bed behind him. Enkidu fell back, his eyes locked on the wooden sculpture.

"The God of Light came to look for me, what do you think will happen?" Endidu grumbled and rolled over, lying on the bed and looking at the wood carving, "Could it be that he found out?"

The wood carving's eyes fell on the void, and he remained silent.

"Gilgamesh..." Enkidu sighed, curled up on the bed, "I'm waiting for you."

The woodcarving was lifeless and silent.

Enkidu's eyes flickered, and finally he closed his eyes and said nothing.

Curled into a small ball on the big bed, the young man's already unhealthy face looked even paler against the backdrop of the white robe, and there was not even a trace of blood on his lips.

If it weren't for the ups and downs in his body, this young man would almost make people think he was dead.

After persuading Ali Kumon to get rid of Diarmuid and the Knights, Apollo, who was now wandering around the capital behind Ali Cumon, paused. He turned his head to look in the direction of the palace, and chose raised eyebrows.

Ali Kumon noticed that Apollo hadn't followed, looked back, and followed his gaze to the direction of the palace, but found nothing.

"What's wrong?" Ali Kumon asked.

"Do you know Gilgamesh?" Apollo did not answer Ali Kumon's question, but asked back. He paused, "That king seems to be hiding some secret."

"It's normal for a king to hide secrets, but Gilgamesh..." Ali Kumon searched his database, raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "He's a demigod."

"It will only be a human being in the land of exile." Apollo didn't care about this, "King Effie seems to have a good relationship with Gilgamesh."

"Huh?" Ali Kumon was stunned, and then glanced at Apollo, "What is the king's name?"

"Enkidu."

"They are close friends." Ali Kumon's answer confirmed Apollo's guess that the relationship between the two was good.

"Oh." Apollo smiled half a smile, "I thought it was a lover or something."

Ali Kumeng shrugged and said nothing, he took out a special grass cake he just bought from his bracelet and started to eat it.

Apollo looked at him gently.

"Let's go to the palace." Alikumeng said after eating the grass cake.

Naturally, Apollo had no objection. He remembered how the goddess of life had suffered in the Effie Empire before, and his interest in the Effie Empire suddenly increased.

What is the secret that even the ubiquitous light cannot detect?

Apollo has not had such a strong thirst for knowledge for a long time—because whatever he wants to know, the light can bring him the answer.

Enkidu slept very lightly, and Apollo and Alicumon did not hide their existence at all. The moment they suddenly appeared in his bedroom, they suddenly sat up with their eyes wide open, their faces full of vigilance.

Ali Kumeng looked at this thin-looking young man, and wondered how weak the Goddess of Life was to be beaten on the ground by him.

"King Efe... Enkidu?" He asked with some uncertainty.

Enkidu narrowed his eyes and nodded.

"I am the god of nature, Alikumon, and this is the god of light, Apollo." Alikumon didn't mind Enkidu's attitude, anyone who found two strangers suddenly appeared in your bed while you were sleeping It wouldn't be much fun in the bedroom, and it's good enough not to get punched or screamed.

Enkidu, who had lost his reverence for the gods, looked at the two gods indifferently.

His life was given by Anu during his lifetime, and it is understandable to be taken back by the gods, but Gilgamesh's efforts and deep grief because of his death really made him sad.

After being reborn in this world, his life belongs to him, and it has nothing to do with the gods.

Enkidu thought so capriciously, even though he knew that everything in this world was closely related to the gods, he was unwilling to obey the gods, and he could not even control his own destiny.

"I'm here to make a deal with you." Ali Kumon said.

Although Apollo was somewhat dissatisfied with Enkidu's attitude, he did not interrupt Ali Kumon's words. He just looked at everything here little by little, letting the light seep into every crevice.

make a deal?Enkidu's heart trembled, and he felt his heart being tightly grabbed.

"What deal?" There was nothing wrong with Enkidu's expression and voice, and there was no other emotion except indifference.

"I need the wind stone in your hand." Ali Kumon said: "You can ask for a price that I can afford-of course, it must be equal to the value of the material in your hand."

"Anything is fine?" Enkidu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Ali Kumon nodded, "Anything is fine."

"Why are you looking for me?" Enkidu's robes covered his hands tightly clenched into fists.

He couldn't wait—even though he always comforted himself that his best friend would come to this world, 23 years passed without any news.

He really couldn't wait any longer, the lifespan of human beings is only so long, he really can't say when Gilgamesh will be reincarnated in this world.

Enkidu desperately wanted to see his best friend again, and the 23-year wait was too long for him.

He misses Gilgamesh, and wants to fight side by side with him again, and even if he has the chance, he also hopes to be able to accompany Gilgamesh to stand on top of the whole world.

This was an agreement they had made, and Enkidu always remembered it.

He got a second freshman, missed this one, and who knows if there will be a third.

He can't afford to gamble.

"Because I only know that you have it for the time being." Ali Kumon shrugged, "If you are not willing to trade, I probably have to go to the place where the wind stone is produced, or other humans to try my luck."

"Do you know Gilgamesh?" Enkidu didn't think much of it, he knew the gods didn't bother to talk - and it wasn't necessary.

"..." Are you united with Apollo and Gilgamesh?Alikumeng still nodded after thinking about it: "...I know."

"Can you give me a Gilgamesh?" asked Enkidu.

"..." This sentence pattern requires this question...

Ali Kumon's expression suddenly became subtle.

Are you Cain's long lost brother?

The author has something to say: Cain: Who called me?

Enkidu: Twinkle! !Best friend! ! wxya

Ali Kumon: This world is simply scary.

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