The whole world is coveting the king's treasure

It's a pity that Gilgamesh didn't really wear that wreath until he looked up at the starry sky until the end.

But before he left, he solemnly put away the wreath without showing contempt or laxity, which was already very happy to Enkidu.

It's a pity that flowers are flowers after all, fragile and easy to wither. In just a few days, the original beautiful appearance of the wreath will no longer be visible.

Enkidu suddenly thought of his relationship with Gilgamesh.

That's right, without even knowing his original appearance, his relationship with Gilgamesh is so fragile and false, and it only needs a little force to cut it off easily.

But before that day actually came, Enkidu still occasionally went to the palace to meet Gilgamesh.

At that time, Gilgamesh was always sitting on the throne, and his lonely back was so tall and firm.

Then slowly smiled at him.

It seems that just because of this little smile, even if it is not necessary, Enkidu will suddenly think of Gilgamesh's face when he is doing nothing in the forest, and then he will get up and follow his inner desire to Uruk.

After Miss Siduri saw him, she often showed a gentle expression, and every time he was about to leave, she would always send him out of the palace herself.

"Please come again when you are free, the king must welcome you very much."

She didn't know Enkidu's name, but unexpectedly never asked, but the expectation and joy she showed was not hypocritical.

In this way, Enkidu learned a lot in Urukli, and various things filled his heart. He never knew that food just to fill his stomach could be so delicious, and it was not harmful to the body. The healthy but sweet and stimulating wine is so fascinating.

These emotions enriched his system more and more, and the days spent with humans and Gilgamesh became an unforgettable record deep in his heart.

However, this kind of leisurely days will finally come to an end.

A month later, Enkidu visited the palace of Uruk again, but Siduri, who came to greet him, showed a troubled and worried expression.

"The king has been sitting on the throne and meditating for several days, his face is solemn, and sometimes he sighs, what happened?"

Siduri clasped her hands in front of her chest, staring at Enkidu with her sad eyes: "Please go and care about the king, I think the king will be very happy."

Enkidu was silent for a while, and Siduri seemed to be very sure every time that every word he said could make Gilgamesh feel happy.

But in fact, this is unwarranted. Gilgamesh never feels happy because of his words, but sometimes it backfires.

For example, at a banquet, Gilgamesh rarely invited him to dine in the palace, but he looked at the feast full of tables and calmly commented: "Don't you think it's too luxurious? I think you can't finish it all by yourself. Better not to waste food."

Even though Enkidu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his words, it was just the fearful faces of the servants around him and Gilgamesh's dark face that reminded Enkidu that something was wrong.

As a result, the atmosphere of that banquet was weird, their young king looked at him and snorted heavily, and broke up unhappy.

Of course, this bit of awkwardness will soon disappear in the conversation between the two, but Enkidu really doesn't think that he has such a great ability to change Gilgamesh's mood.

But Enkidu was really curious about why Gilgamesh was meditating. After thinking about it, he agreed and went to the front hall with Siduri.

Sure enough, Gilgamesh was sitting on the throne, and the sun was shining obliquely from above, illuminating his gleaming blond hair. There seemed to be a strong color in those scarlet eyes. This solemn state did not match the appearance of his child at all.

Noticing that someone was coming, he glanced down sharply, and when he saw Enkidu's face, his expression relaxed slightly: "Ah, it's you."

After saying this, he lowered his eyes again, put his elbows on the armrest, leaned his body to that side, and finally put his side face on the palm of his hand.

Seeing that even seeing Enkidu, Gilgamesh did not raise his interest, and Siduri even showed worried eyes, looking at Enkidu for help.

"What's the matter?" Enkidu turned to the throne and asked, "Is there anything bothering you?"

"Ah..." As if it was just a perfunctory emotion, Gilgamesh just spit out this word and didn't speak.

"If you can't solve it no matter how much you struggle, it may not help you to reveal this matter, but it will probably be much easier."

If Enkidu in the past would never have given such advice, he would always set a boundary between Gilgamesh and Gilgamesh in his heart - he could not touch Gilgamesh's affairs in depth, all he could do was watch, not Be the guide of Gilgamesh.

But today, maybe it was Siduri's request for help, or maybe he was faintly aware of the truth, so he overstepped.

"Oh?" Gilgamesh really raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise, "You can say such a thing."

"I'm sorry if this has upset you."

"No, it's not like that... It's just my king's troubles, not something you can bear."

Gilgamesh's brows were heavy, and he murmured: "This king has seen your future, the future of mankind in a long time."

His words stopped here, and he was determined not to tell human beings about this matter in detail, but Enkidu, who was of the same origin as him, understood his sorrow.

Gilgamesh has the blood of the gods, so he will have unusual abilities, such as seeing the future scenery like this... It is a sign that his divine power has begun to awaken.

This kind of divine power will sharply separate the boundaries between humans and gods. From then on, Gilgamesh will embark on a completely different path from humans.

However... Enkidu looked at the sad young man sitting on the throne with some sad eyes.

As a unique existence in the world with two-thirds of god blood and one-third of human blood, Gilgamesh also cannot stand side by side with the gods.

He is alone, he is unique, and he is destined to open up a path different from that of man and god.

Enkidu would feel a slight pain in his heart when he thought that he would go down this road with difficulty and alone.

But this is a trial given to Gilgamesh by the heavens, and considering Gilgamesh's own dazzling qualities, he will definitely become the most dazzling star in the sky.

"There is no need to worry, and there is no need to worry." He couldn't help but confided to the young king what he wanted in his heart.

"Follow what you think in your heart. If it is you, you will definitely be able to reach that future."

"..."

A gust of breeze blew by, making Gilgamesh's golden hair sway slightly on his forehead, and his beautiful jewel-like eyes seemed to be slightly widened, revealing a somewhat dazed look.

"Ha, hahaha." But soon, Gilgamesh stroked his hair and couldn't help laughing happily, "Are all my troubles useless, haha...you really know how to say If you want to please this king."

"I'm just stating the facts." Enkidu explained with proof, "I believe you can do it."

"...Then I can't live up to your expectations." Gilgamesh raised the corners of his lips, it was a confident and bright smile as usual, and the solemnity just now seemed to be swept away.

He didn't continue this topic, but instead joked as usual: "Speaking of which, you've been here for a while, haven't you come to the dinner party again?"

"No." If Enkidu had that thought at the beginning, but now, after seeing that Gilgamesh can use clairvoyance, he has made a correction, "I'm here to resign."

There was a bit of bitterness faintly revealed in those gentle eyes, and he said firmly and word by word:

"I'm leaving here for a while."

"Today, I just came to say goodbye to you."

Sitting high on the throne, the king looked down at the smiling young man, his pupils dilated slightly.

Obviously their distance is so close, but each other's hearts seem to be separated by a layer of gauze, and it is difficult to see clearly.

When his mood gradually calmed down, Gilgamesh maintained this movement and said very calmly: "Where are you going?"

"Let's go on a journey." Enkidu just said, "I'm not from Uruk in the first place. After disturbing here for a long time, it's time to return to my previous life."

Although he never mentioned his background, as the king of Uruk, both Siduri and Gilgamesh immediately realized that he did not live in this land, so he did not Not surprised.

"Before I leave, I want to see you again." Enkidu slightly raised the corners of his lips, nodded and said, "I'm afraid that from now on, you and I will never see each other again. Be careful, king."

Hearing this, Siduri's eyes flashed with surprise. She thought Enkidu was just saying goodbye temporarily, but she didn't expect that Enkidu would kill him and never come back.

She anxiously took a step forward on her toes, and opened her mouth to try to persuade her, but Gilgamesh was already one step ahead of her and said, "Got it."

There was no surprise, no retention, or even asking why, their king just nodded calmly.

So, Enkidu smiled again, bowed slightly and saluted, then turned and walked out without hesitation.

"……Wait a moment!"

Until he got outside the palace, Siduri trotted after his back and stopped him.

"Are you really not planning to come back? I think Wang must very much hope that you can come back to visit him."

This is Siduri's deepest wish. So far, she has never seen anyone who can get so close to Wang.

Their Wang Gugao is proud. Although he loves the people like a child, he doesn't know how to get in touch with them. He always bears all these things alone. It makes people feel distressed to see him. But now there is finally a person that Wang loves, Siduri I don't want to break this beautiful scene.

However, under her expectant gaze, Enkidu just turned his head and shook his head with a smile: "Sorry, Miss Siduri, there is nothing worth commemorating here, so I have to leave here."

The breeze rolled up the emerald green leaves and moved forward in mid-air. When I accidentally floated past the ordinary-looking boy in front of me, I was able to see through the hole in it for a moment, and saw the fine greenness shining in the clear eyes.

Siduri couldn't help but clenched her palm on her chest even tighter, and there was a lingering sadness hidden between her brows.

"Then why do you, who firmly said these words... show such a sad smile?"

"..."

The boy's smile gradually disappeared.

The palm with clear bones touched the cold cheek, and an emotion that the system could not analyze rushed into his heart, which made his facial expression uncontrollable.

……sad?

Is it true that this emotion is sadness?

Why is he sad?

It's a little... strange.

-

Osamu Dazai suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

After his chest rose and fell twice visible to the naked eye, his iris-colored pupils finally focused, and he could clearly see the bright sunlight pouring in from the window, as well as the clean and simple room in front of him.

It's his own room.

He finally realized in a trance that he began to dream again, and what he dreamed was the follow-up of Enkidu's acquaintance with King Gilgamesh last time.

This feeling is the same as watching a series, except that he can clearly touch Enkidu's heart, understand what he thinks, and understand his heart.

"Ha..." Sitting on the bed, the black-haired boy in only a white shirt couldn't help but put his palm through the soft hair on his forehead, resting his palm on his forehead, and slightly squinted his eyes, revealing some depth.

"It's disgusting."

This kind of dream can affect his emotions.

Even he himself was immersed in the sadness of Enkidu's final parting, unable to withdraw freely.

Thinking of Enkidu's last sad yet warm smile in the dream, Osamu Dazai couldn't help but dim his eyes, and tapped his tongue lightly.

Even if he could understand the life of his servant, this immersive experience brought him full of disadvantages.

When he saw the people of Uruk joyfully celebrating the king's birthday, seeing the stars twinkling in the sky... even the ordinary lush forest, the corners of Dazai Osamu's lips would inadvertently smile.

Obviously, when he sees the scene in the real world, he is only indifferent and numb and can't feel anything.

Could it be that the emotions with Enkidu were unintentionally assimilated in the dream?

Osamu Dazai only knew that he was very emotional in his dream.

It seemed to make him temporarily forget the dark past and live like an ordinary person.

Fortunately, Enkidu's emotions are always calm, and only the parting in the last scene will vent the sadness in his heart.

Osamu Dazai will not receive too many negative emotions.

After quietly lying on the bed for a while, Osamu Dazai calmly put down his hands, and first glanced around.

There was no shadow of a heroic spirit in his field of vision, but he was still uneasy, and raised his volume slightly: "Enkidu?"

……

Sure enough, it was still silent.

Osamu Dazai was finally relieved. It seemed that his order to Enkidu to sleep in his room and not to transform into a spirit body yesterday had taken effect.

He knew Enkidu's character very well, as long as it was his call, Enkidu would definitely respond quickly. Now there is no movement in the room, which is enough to prove that Enkidu is not here.

Osamu Dazai washed and dressed according to the usual procedure, after taking care of everything, he finally put on the black overcoat and pushed open the door.

Then, the eyelids twitched slightly.

A heroic spirit with loose green hair was sitting on his knees against the wall next to his door, his hair was too long and had even swept to the ground. He was still wearing a large white robe and no shoes on his feet. After feeling the movement of the door opening, he raised his head and looked this way.

Even though he has endured the shock of that overwhelming beauty many times, Osamu Dazai couldn't help being in a daze. There was no way, the bright beam of light from the window almost made that face transparent, and the lips were slightly rippling. Her smile blooms beautifully like a flower.

"Master, good morning." Enkidu smiled and greeted him with slightly curved eyebrows and eyes.

"..." Osamu Dazai struggled to wake up from the trance, the corner of his mouth twitched, "When were you here?"

And still sitting here so casually!

This is the office and rest area for cadres, and idlers are not allowed to approach, so no one will pass by within a few meters, and when you open the door, you will bump into a figure or something. If you didn't recognize someone instantly, Osamu Dazai would be scared and draw his gun. .

"To be precise, it was midnight last night." Enkidu stood up and faced him.

Hearing this surprising time, Osamu Dazai couldn't help but sighed with a headache, looking very speechless.

As if he understood what he wanted to say, Enkidu explained: "The room you arranged for me is too far away. I can't disturb the master's rest and I can rush to the room as soon as possible, so I decided to guard here."

Seeing his face 'what's the problem? Staring at himself with that expression, Osamu Dazai felt even more helpless.

There are only a dozen rooms between his room and Enkidu's room, and it is also the closest location among the available empty rooms.

Originally, no one was allowed to live on the cadre floor.

He is already such a special case, but Enkidu still doesn't live in the room, but sticks to his side!

Although protecting the Lord is a very comforting thing, Osamu Dazai is a very insecure person. As long as there are people around him, he will not fall asleep easily and remain vigilant at all times.

There is nothing wrong with this. After all, if you are working in the mafia, if you don't have this vigilance, you will not be able to survive. He is also a cadre favored by many assassins.

Obviously, he gave the most appropriate order, and Enkidu obeyed, but... how come such unreasonable ways of playing cards emerge endlessly!

"Let me tell you..." Osamu Dazai couldn't help but put his arms around his chest, explaining in a rare serious way, "This room is not so easy to enter, I have set up many obstacles, and in fact no one has ever broken through, plus you I can still come quickly, I don't think there is anything to worry about?"

After he finished speaking his reasoning, he stared seriously at Enkidu's eyes, trying to convey this thought.

And Enkidu blinked, and said very naturally: "Isn't the Master too weak that needs to be worried?"

With a puff, Osamu Dazai felt a stab stabbed in his chest: ...

"If someone sneaks into the room silently, with your force value, the Master will probably be stabbed to death by the enemy within 0.1 second."

He stabbed in again mercilessly.

"Although this is purely self-inflicted, even for a master like you, I still want to do my best to protect you."

Enkidu said very sincerely, even the emerald green eyes shone with subtle light as if to confirm his mood.

But Osamu Dazai's mood at the moment is like this:

"........."

He quietly covered his heart and took a deep breath.

Why...why did Enkidu seem to care about him, but he only felt his teeth itch from anger!I can't wait to spit out a mouthful of old blood!