The whole world is coveting the king's treasure

"Son of man, hold fast to the gods!"

"The star of the world's departure from the world!!"

The overwhelming two strands of magic collided violently, swallowing up the space.

The deafening sound awakened most of the people in Uruk, and the people couldn't help but silently looked in the direction of the source of the sound, terrified in their hearts.

No one knows what happened here, only the desolate and barren land witnessed the thrilling battle between the two.

Not a single blade of grass grew within a hundred miles, and Gilgamesh gasped in embarrassment, staring at the figure below after the gunpowder smoke cleared.

Similarly, the beautiful green boy's chest was also constantly rising and falling, but he stood there intact, and was not overwhelmed by the magic power.

"Ridiculous!!" As if irritated by surprise and shock, Gilgamesh opened his eyes wide, exclaimed and roared, and said sarcastically, "However, mere clods of soil and gravel want to be compared with me!"

But it is undeniable that most of his magic power has been consumed, and he is not confident enough to win Enkidu.

This is the same for Enkidu.

Like a beast driven into a corner, Gilgamesh's brows and eyes were tangled and unwilling, and he gritted his teeth and stared at the young man below.

As if he had been insulted, he slowly opened the King's Treasure, called out hundreds of weapons from it, pointed it in Enkidu's direction, and snorted coldly.

Presumably for Gilgamesh, taking out so many precious treasures was a rather uncomfortable humiliation.

Enkidu confronted him relentlessly, as if imitating, Enkidu slapped his palm on the ground, and the weapons and treasures transformed with the magic power of the soil were also displayed in front of Gilgamesh.

The two continued to fight, and the fight lasted for three days and three nights.

At first, it was because of the helplessness of being chased to the end of the road.

But in the end, it was quite enjoyable. Gilgamesh threw all the treasures he held without any regrets.

Happiness and joy gradually appeared on his angry face, which was the sympathy when he saw an opponent who could stand shoulder to shoulder with his strength.

He really lived too alone.

When Gilgamesh took out the last treasure, Enkidu also lost [-]% of his clay, and he was disheveled and disheveled.

After their magic power and physical energy were all exhausted, the two looked at each other in the open wilderness, their chests heaving up and down, and after a long time, they suddenly laughed together.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

It was a light laugh at first, and then it turned into a joyful laugh. Wang Yangtian, who was covered in gold, laughed loudly, and suddenly put his hand on his forehead, and fell straight backward.

"Happy! Really happy!" He said loudly, expressing his emotions indifferently.

Enkidu could not help but kneel on the ground, but he couldn't relax until Gilgamesh gave up the fight.

"You and I have only the last hand left. If there is nothing to protect, we will only end up with two more stupid corpses." Gilgamesh said with a smile.

Enkidu didn't understand the meaning of these words, but now he was able to judge that the battle between Gilgamesh and him was over.

So Enkidu relaxed his body, followed Gilgamesh's appearance and fell backwards, lying in the dust, and together they calmed down their rapid breathing and looked up at the blue sky.

"Wouldn't it be a pity to use up those treasures?"

After the battle, Gilgamesh was very easy to talk to, and he would answer Enkidu's calm questions one by one.

"That's nothing. If the opponent is worthy of this king, it won't hurt to throw them all out."

His voice is full of heartiness and carefreeness. Even though he lost his precious treasures, he has obtained new treasures through this. He is the only existence in this world who can stand side by side with him.

The happiest thing in life is this!

After hearing this, Enkidu couldn't help but smile. He relied on the magic power of the earth to restore his body to its original shape. After confirming that he had regained some strength, he stood up and walked towards Gilgamesh step by step.

Gilgamesh didn't move, or he didn't notice the danger or killing intent, because when the man Enkidu wasn't fighting, he was as quiet and peaceful as the vegetation in the forest.

Stretching out his hand in front of him like this, Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows and looked at it. The first thing that caught his eye was the green hair hanging from his neck, which exuded a faint brilliance.

Moving his gaze upwards, there was a gentle smile on the corner of his lips that was so delicate that it seemed to have been sculpted by the hands of the gods.

Gilgamesh had seen many women, including beauties presented to him by his courtiers, but none of them could compare with the man in front of him.

Whether it is the snow-like complexion, the clear pupils without a trace of haze, or the fighting power that can stand side by side with him, they are all unique treasures in this world.

As the supreme king of Uruk, Gilgamesh's collection addiction began to stir around the corner.

Not only does he like to collect gold, jewels and weapons, but he also likes to collect special people.

Holding that slender palm without hesitation, Gilgamesh stood up with strength, but when he touched the warm body temperature, he couldn't help but twitch his brows, feeling a certain familiarity.

As Enkidu quickly withdrew his palm, the sense of familiarity disappeared without a trace. Gilgamesh settled down and put this feeling behind him.

"You are allowed to report your name to this king." He still maintained a high-ranking attitude, but his tone was unexpectedly mild.

Gilgamesh crossed his arms and stared at Enkidu without blinking.

Hearing his request, Enkidu was startled at first, and then a faint joy welled up in his chest.

He can finally say his name in front of Gilgamesh with dignity, and he can also go forward with him in a fair manner, ah... what a joyful thing this is.

"My name is Enkidu." So he paused every word, expressing his name very sincerely, and then smiled slightly, "Please remember me."

"You are a man recognized by this king, so naturally you have the value of being remembered." Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows and said these words arrogantly. While affirming, he did not forget to praise himself. His loveliness.

"My king's name is Gilgamesh." Immediately afterwards, he announced his real name, raised his chin slightly, narrowed his eyes and glanced at Enkidu, "Seeing that you have presented me with this feast For your sake, this king allows you to call my name."

Enkidu was slightly surprised by such a magnanimous speech.

He knew that even the young Gilgamesh with a good personality would not allow others to call his name, but now he easily handed over the privilege to him who had only met him once. This is simply unimaginable.

"What kind of stupid expression is that on your face?" Gilgamesh frowned at his dazed expression, very dissatisfied, "Could it be that you want to refuse?"

The sudden sharp tone made Enkidu aware of the precursor of his violent anger. It has to be said that Gilgamesh is like a cat with an unpredictable temperament, which is unpredictable.

"No, I just didn't expect you to say that. I'm surprised and honored." Fortunately, Enkidu's humble answer immediately dispelled his little emotions, and he was very proud.

"Hmph, after all, the king himself admitted it, so be grateful for the honor of the king."

There was a smile on his lips, and he just opened his mouth arrogantly with his eyes closed. It is undeniable that he was lightly praised by Enkidu's words, and his smile could not stop.

"Gilgamesh...Gilgamesh..." But Enkidu held his chin and immersed himself in his own world, trying to say this brand new title twice.

After a while, he suddenly smiled at Gilgamesh, "I think your name is a bit long, can I just call you Gil?"

"..."

The breeze rolled up the withered leaves and swept across the two people's field of vision. The sunlight leaked from the sky and hit Gilgamesh's brilliant blond hair, making his slightly distorted expression look illusory and unreal.

Wu Yan was silent for a while, not even smiling, Gilgamesh glanced at the smiling person in front of him, and said silently: "You guy, you really like to push your feet."

Ordinary people would definitely be terrified in the face of his reproach, but Enkidu didn't even change his expression, clearly showing the meaning of 'so what'.

Seeing this, Gilgamesh couldn't help but sneered, with a somewhat happy expression on his face.

"I refuse." He arrogantly refused, "You are not qualified yet."

Enkidu tilted his head, not understanding what he meant.

"Try hard to become the person that this king favors more, maybe this king can give you this unique gift."

With a rather meaningful tone in his lazy tone, Gilgamesh squinted at Enkidu and smiled.

With a look of helplessness on his face, Enkidu nodded: "If this is the case, then I will work harder."

"Very good." Now that a consensus was reached, Gilgamesh stopped talking and changed the subject, "You were created by those gods to restrain me, so what are you going to do now?"

The implication is to let Enkidu choose whether to continue fighting to the death, or to give up this time.

If Enkidu had never seen Gilgamesh before, he might have fought to the death in order to complete the task of the gods.

But now, from the first day he met Gilgamesh, he already had the answer.

"I am indeed the gods trying to restrict your existence. If I don't achieve my goal, I will not stop."

Under Gilgamesh's increasingly dignified brows, Enkidu suddenly smiled, "So from now on, I will supervise you at any time, and if you do anything wrong, I will personally correct you, so be aware. .”

"Besides, the undecided victory this time..." Enkidu narrowed his eyes, showing a remnant fighting spirit on his face, "Let's save it for the next fight."

"Oh?" Hearing this, the corners of Gilgamesh's lips curled up in interest. It was the first time he heard someone dare to challenge him face to face and warn him.

Still, it's an interesting feeling.

"How dare you have the guts to make another contract with this king, heh." Gilgamesh smiled softly, his eyes filled with anticipation for the future, "Just right, I won't let you off easily next time!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had been separated for many years and finally found their half. They admired and admired each other, and their every move was full of tacit understanding.

This time, Enkidu followed Gilgamesh into Uruk again.

Although he would come to the city every few months, he was always careful to hide his figure and magic power, so he couldn't observe the city of Uruk properly.

But this time, he was allowed to enter the city by Gilgamesh with his original appearance. The two are completely different experiences.

He found that Uruk seems to be more prosperous than a few years ago. Although Gilgamesh has been violent and political recently, the people's life has always been prosperous.

Countless people stopped their work to pay respects to their king, and they couldn't help being stunned when they saw the figure behind the king who could take away all their sight.

Ah... what a beautiful figure, blooming like a flower, and as warm as a breeze.

Enkidu has a stunning enough appearance, which is particularly outstanding among this group of almost all black-skinned people.

People had never seen a man like Enkidu in this country, and seeing that the king was leading them, they couldn't help talking about the identity of this man.

"Who is this? He looks too good-looking!"

"Leaded by the king himself, is it possible that he is a very noble person?!"

At this time, the green boy who was in the center of the topic suddenly turned his head and talked to their king. Although the voice was not loud, it was completely conveyed to their ears.

"Gilgamesh, it's very lively."

--Gilgamesh?

Gilgamesh is...the name of their king? ? ?

Hiss, is this fatal? !

Seeing that the king didn't look angry at all, the Sumerian's jaw almost fell to the ground in surprise, his eyes widened and he looked at me and I looked at you, with a bewildered expression.

With such a privilege, is it possible that this person is—their future princess? ?

Judging by Enkidu's appearance, the future princess is by no means impossible, and with the gentle treatment of the proud king of Uruk, this idea has become more and more rooted in the hearts of the people.

Along with the discussion along the way, Gilgamesh and Enkidu returned to the palace together.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar building, Enkidu suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart. He hadn't set foot inside the palace for five full years, and he felt a little excited and hesitant at the moment.

Gilgamesh didn't notice his thoughts, he just asked the guards not to block Enkidu's existence, then stepped into the hall and called out loudly: "Siduri."

A familiar figure quickly appeared in Enkidu's field of vision. The girl who bloomed like a flower had already grown into a mature appearance, bowing to Gilgamesh gracefully and calmly.

As Gilgamesh's closest female officer, she stayed in the hall during the time when the king disappeared, waiting for the king's return.

"My lord, you disappeared for three whole days." With faint worry in her eyes, the veil in front of Siduri shook slightly with her movements, staring at Gilgamesh sincerely, "Where did you go?"

Seeing Siduri who was so worried about Gilgamesh, Enkidu couldn't help smiling.

Sure enough, no matter how much her appearance changed, Siduri was still Siduri, she was still the gentle woman who cared for the king wholeheartedly.

"It's not a big deal, I just went to have a good fight." In front of her, Gilgamesh also rarely replied in a gentle tone, "Better than that, Siduri, go prepare a room."

Gilgamesh turned sideways and nodded Enkidu, who was one step behind him, with his chin, "His room."

Only then did Siduri, whose eyes were full of the figure of the king, realize the existence of Enkidu, and when she saw the overwhelming beauty, she couldn't help being stunned.

Regarding the fact that Wang did not return for three days and three nights, but kidnapped a beautiful woman back to the palace, Siduli's mind went blank for a while, and finally took a deep breath.

...Is this, is this? !

At this moment, Enkidu met her eyes and stepped forward with a smile: "My name is Enkidu, and I will live in the palace for the time being. Please give me your advice, Miss Siduri."

Standing there quietly was already beautiful enough to show off, and now his smiling expression was like a hundred flowers blooming, even Siduri couldn't help but immerse himself in the beautiful scenery.

Fortunately, Gilgamesh's dissatisfied tone pulled her back from her thoughts: "This king allowed you to stay in the palace. Why didn't you see that you are grateful to this king?"

Hearing this, Enkidu looked at Gilgamesh helplessly, always feeling that Gilgamesh at this age is still the same as before, and his behavior is full of childishness.

But what he said was really polite, and Enkidu took the opportunity to thank him: "Thank you too, Gilgamesh."

Only then did Gilgamesh nod his head in satisfaction, his raised chin proved that he was in a good mood.

Just hearing Enkidu's address to the king, Siduri's face flashed with astonishment, and various possibilities immediately appeared in his mind.

The king never allowed anyone to call him by his first name directly. This Miss Enkidu is obviously special. Doesn't that mean that-this is the future princess who has not escaped!

Oh my God, the king who has always done whatever he wants has reached the age where he wants to talk about marriage. How touching and what a celebration is worth celebrating!

If it weren't for the situation, Siduri wanted to cover her mouth tightly and shed tears of joy and joy.

I can't wait to use a loudspeaker to announce to the people in the whole city that their king is getting married! ! !

Come and watch! ! !