The whole world is coveting the king's treasure

Siduri's astonishment was not incomprehensible.

After all, she had never seen Gilgamesh so intimate with a person before.

Just like a pair of ordinary friends, they would quarrel, quarrel and even fight over trivial matters.

But Gilgamesh never really blamed Enkidu, even Siduri, who was watching from the side, could see that Gilgamesh was in a happy and cheerful mood.

So when Gilgamesh said angrily, "Enough! It seems that this king is bound to let you know how powerful I am! Go out and fight with this king!", Siduri was not too worried, but calm Asked: "What should I do for breakfast?"

"We'll talk about that kind of thing after the battle!" Gilgamesh gave Enkidu a vicious look, and said without thinking.

Hearing this, Enkidu, who was also deprived of the right to eat breakfast, shook his head helplessly. It is really distressing to cooperate with this extremely willful king.

However, Enkidu was still very happy about the rare opportunity to compete with Gilgamesh again.

Through fighting, Enkidu can understand the opponent's nature more clearly, not to mention, he is a weapon, and it is his long-cherished wish to survive in this world by fighting.

Almost following in the footsteps of Gilgamesh, Enkidu and Gilgamesh came to the outskirts of Uruk's city walls, but Enkidu put forward different opinions about a forest that Gilgamesh randomly chose.

"There is a desert going north here, let's go there."

"Why?" Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows in confusion, "The battle here will not affect Uruk."

"There are many weak lives in the forest, and they will be involved in our battle." Enkidu looked at the vast forest with calm eyes, and said in a pity tone, "I have no intention of hurting them, so the wide desert is more suitable. .”

Gilgamesh stared at his pitiful face for a while, then snorted coldly: "What a naive man."

Having said that, he did not raise any objections. He also knew that Enkidu had lived in nature for a longer period of time than the people of Uruk, and he was more willing to take care of these creatures.

The two fought in the desert without reservation. The battle was in the dark, and all kinds of shocking sounds could be heard in the royal city of Uruk.

At first they thought it was some terrible monster, and the people of Uruk were very scared when they heard these voices, but when they learned that it was their king who made the noise, they immediately relieved their hearts.

Their king is supernatural, and he still has half of the blood of the gods. Is this the news? ?

Calm down, calm down, operate normally.

What's more, this kind of sound doesn't just appear for one day, almost every few days, Gilgamesh will take Enkidu to compete, and every time he will return home in a mess, and when he returns to the palace on the street, he will often By the attention of the people of Uruk.

"The king and Lord Enkidu are going to compete again!"

"I don't know if it's still a draw this time!"

The people of Uruk whispered, but they didn't dare to say it out loud. Facing this majestic king, they kept a respectful distance and never approached him abruptly.

Although Gilgamesh's tyrannical behavior has decreased a lot since Enkidu came here, there is still fear in their hearts.

But for Enkidu, a kind and gentle beauty, they were quite fond of her.

The king who is beautiful and gentle, and able to restrain them, is simply a gift from heaven to them.

So when they faced Enkidu, they couldn't help showing gentle smiles, and Enkidu also carefully observed the faces of passers-by on the street, taking a panoramic view of the deep emotions hidden in their eyes.

He remembered that when he first came to Uruk, there were still people whispering that their king Gilgamesh had abducted a fairy-like beauty from nowhere.

Because Gilgamesh's arrogance is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, most of the people feel that Enki was taken captive unwillingly. While they sympathize with Enkidu's painful experience, they complain about King Gilgamesh's cruelty.

Some old men would even sneak some fruits and food to Enkidu while Gilgamesh wasn't paying attention, and held Enkidu's hand tightly, sighing without speaking for a long time.

When he understood the misunderstanding in their hearts, Enkidu couldn't laugh or cry.

It was Siduri who asked Gilgamesh to clearly explain Enkidu's identity, which fundamentally resolved the public's misunderstanding.

Enkidu is not some future princess, let alone a woman.

After one misunderstanding was resolved, another misunderstanding followed.

Seeing Enkidu's wrist hidden under the white robe, which was so slender that it would break if it was folded, the people couldn't help but began to discuss the authenticity of the daily competition between Enkidu and Gilgamesh.

Could it be that Gilgamesh unilaterally used Enkidu as a venting bucket to vent his dissatisfaction, but Enkidu, who could not resist, could only endure alone, hiding the wound under his fat white robe.

Of course, this is a question raised by very few people who love Enkidu’s appearance, and only a few people agree, but when it was heard by Enkidu and Gilgamesh, Gilgamesh’s face turned black suddenly .

"...Dare to slander the king in private, it is a crime of disrespect!" Gilgamesh slapped the armrest, his forehead was tense with veins, if Siduri hadn't stopped him, he might have raised his sword aggressively go out.

"Heh." Enkidu chuckled, with a hint of joy on his brows, "The imagination of human beings is always beyond my imagination."

"Hmph, there are such stupid people in this king's land." Gilgamesh didn't have his kind of heart, "I will tell them to shut up now."

"If you are angry, you don't have the demeanor of a king." Enkidu always calmed the anger in his heart with a breezy smile. For some reason, just looking at that face, Gilgamesh can gradually regain his normal self. mentality.

"Don't worry, I will convey the real facts to them. This is a misunderstanding caused by me, and I will solve it."

Only then did Gilgamesh slowly sit back on the throne, with a lazy posture, but his eyes shot at him unusually sharply: "So, you should have found a solution?"

What answered him was Enkidu's peaceful smile.

The next day, Enkidu deliberately chose the time when the crowd gathered on the street to leave the city, so that everyone could see his back alone, and when he returned an hour later, there was already something huge on his shoulder. .

The thing was brown in color and three times the size of Enkidu, almost swallowing the already slender figure.

But Enkidu grabbed the soft fur with one hand, and walked steadily on the street, neither blushing nor panting, and his attitude was very casual.

Such a strange scene couldn't help but aroused the attention of the whole city. Some people even put down their work after hearing the rumors, just to watch Enkidu's figure.

"This is... a brown bear?!"

"It seems that I said two days ago that there is a brown bear that hurts people in the suburbs. Could it be it?"

"Did Lord Enkidu overthrow it?"

"Phew, Lord Enkidu's strength is terrifying to resist such a big bear with one hand."

Discussions like this one after another, quickly spread throughout the street like a prairie fire. Everyone followed Enkidu's pace and moved forward slowly, until they came to the wide square in front of the palace.

There was also a very conspicuous blond young man standing there, standing on the steps with his arms folded and staring down.

Enkidu raised his eyes to meet his four eyes, and the corners of his lips curved into a faint smile.

While Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows in confusion, Enkidu slammed the brown bear in his hand back to the ground, and the sound of the impact of the heavy object shook everyone's eardrums.

And Enkidu turned his eyes to the dumbfounded guards on both sides, and said: "Move this back to the palace, I think both fur and meat will come in handy."

"Ah...yes!" The two guards woke up suddenly, and hurried forward to move the brown bear, but even if they used all their strength, they couldn't move the bear by half. And call more people to come and help.

After watching this step silently, Enkidu, whose plan had been fully realized, finally turned around to look at all the onlookers, rolled up his sleeves in their awe-inspiring expressions, and made a posture of tensing his muscles.

"Please don't worry, I am very powerful and a man."

He just explained calmly, but without any surprise, he got warm applause from the people.

Whistles, cheers, and applause came one after another, at this moment only for the young man in front of him who had proved his strength in public.

Enkidu bowed slightly, thanking everyone for their support, and then walked up the steps step by step, standing beside Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh lazily handed him a well-done look, then sank into his dantian, and concluded with a domineering look overlooking everything: "Enkidu is a man recognized by this king, and his strength and strength are also It cannot be measured, if there are still people who dare to slander behind their backs, I will never forgive you!"

The sharp blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous look burst out from behind Gilgamesh: "You understand!"

As soon as the majestic spirit is revealed, it is like the frost of the twelfth lunar month, and no one dares to resist.

Only Enkidu observed the nervous expressions of the people, and shook his head helplessly: "No, everyone is afraid of you, calm down."

"..." Gilgamesh's tensed muscles loosened. Hearing this, he turned his face and glanced at him, but didn't speak.

But that pressure has been virtually reduced a lot.

Perhaps it was because Enkidu persuaded their king to soften his temper, and the people suddenly showed expressions of disbelief, but there was a hint of longing for the dawn of the future in their eyes.

They like King Gilgamesh very much, but Gilgamesh's tyranny in recent years has made them miserable. If Gilgamesh can restrain himself a little, he will be a very perfect king, yes, just like the king when he was a child. like that.

So the appearance of Enkidu is tantamount to lighting a bright light in their hearts.

"Then who is more powerful, Lord Enkidu or the king?"

A courageous little girl suddenly asked in the crowd, and the crisp voice easily reached Gilgamesh's ears.

Gilgamesh frowned slightly.

"Hey!" Seeing Wang's displeased expression, someone immediately slapped the little girl's waist and warned her not to talk nonsense with her eyes.

The little girl shrank her neck, and just about to apologize, she saw Enkidu resting his chin in one hand, and stretched his tone thoughtfully: "I've never thought about this question before."

"There is nothing to consider." Gilgamesh gave him a lazy look, "Of course, my king's strength is superior, and your strength alone is not enough to compare with mine."

He was still as arrogant and self-willed as ever. In order not to make him angry, the other courtiers would probably have to deal with their lack of strength, but Enqi would not let him get used to it.

"Is that so?" Enkidu smiled at him, but the smile was a little more provocative, "Why do I feel that my performance is better."

Hearing this, Gilgamesh's eyes suddenly changed.

He watched Enkidu silently for a long time without saying a word. There was some tension flowing between the two of them, and they would be on the verge of breaking out at any moment.

The eyes of the two made the rest of the people of Uruk feel very nervous, and some timid people couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads, tensing their nerves.

To be honest, it was the first time they saw someone who dared to yell at Wang like this.

But the inexplicable feeling of excitement and stimulation is swollen!

Under the eyes of a hundred pairs of expectant eyes, Gilgamesh finally let out a cold snort from the nostrils: "Very good! Let me show the strength of this king for you who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, so that you will be convinced!"

This challenge was thrown directly in Enkidu's face, but Enkidu didn't show any sign of shrinking back. Instead, he smiled slightly: "I accept the challenge, don't cry if you lose."

"Who would cry!" Gilgamesh yelled back.

Realizing that he was too excited, Gilgamesh's expression froze for a while, and then gradually returned to the haughty posture of a king with a straight face, coughing dryly: "First of all, we must choose a method of competition."

Before he could express his opinion, Enkidu eagerly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his smooth forearm muscles: "I have a good idea."

"How about we arm-wrestle?"

Gilgamesh frowned and was surprised by this overly civilian method of competition: "Where did you learn this word?"

After all, Enki, who has been living in the palace, could not have had the opportunity to come into contact with such common vocabulary, so Gilgamesh was particularly surprised.

"I saw it by chance when I was wandering in the street." Enkidu smiled, his smile was similar to moonlight, and could light up people's hearts in an instant, "I'm very interested, and I've always wanted to play with you once."

Facing that clean smile, no matter how cruel people are, no one can refuse his request. Although Gilgamesh is cold and arrogant, he still has no choice but to be defeated by his smile.

What's more, Enkidu unintentionally used a coquettish crit: "Let's play just once, shall we, Jill?"

As soon as these words came out, Gilgamesh was like a deflated ball, leaving nothing but helplessness.

The scene where the famous Wang and Enki, who can lift a bear with one hand, were about to wrestle their wrists immediately attracted more people to visit.

This is an excellent opportunity for them to see Gilgamesh go out and get close to the common people, and almost no one wants to miss it.

In addition, his opponent Enki has a beautiful face and a gentle personality. It is also a blessing to witness the interaction between the two.

The people who came to watch surrounded the square almost completely, and some soldiers who were affected by the lively atmosphere couldn't help but relax their management of the people, allowing them to crowd around and peep inside.

And Enkidu and Gilgamesh sat on the newly moved stone benches in the square, facing a round stone table, they sat facing each other, each stretched out their right arms, and held each other.

This wasn't the first time Gilgamesh held Enkidu's hand, but this time it lasted longer, which made him notice some details.

For example, Enkidu's palms are slender and his bones are distinct, which can show his masculine identity better than that overly delicate face.

And there was no callus in the palm of that hand, it was smooth and warm, and it was very different from the other men Gilgamesh had come into contact with.

These days, both men and women in Uruk have to work hard, and the possibility of not having thick calluses in their hands is almost zero. Therefore, holding Enkidu's palm can be said to be a different kind of experience.

It's quite nice to touch.

Gilgamesh clasped his wrists solemnly, but a ripple quickly appeared in his heart, playing hooliganism.

"It's a big taboo to get distracted before the competition." Only Enkidu, who was watching him all the time, noticed his distraction and couldn't help reminding.

Gilgamesh retorted back without hesitation: "Even if I am distracted, I can easily deal with you, so why don't you think about your situation first?"

Having said that, his brows and eyes became serious, eliminating unnecessary distracting thoughts.

As a guard yelled loudly, the two people who looked at each other silently looked at each other with a serious expression at the same time, their wrist muscles continued to exert force, and a arduous rally began.

Even if Gilgamesh said that, he would not easily ignore the power of Enkidu in his heart. Enkidu was the only person he recognized, and his strength must not be overlooked.

Therefore, he planned to get the upper hand in a quick fight, but Enkidu's tenacity hit a new high in his heart. Although he didn't let Enkidu take advantage of it, he didn't take advantage of it either.

Gilgamesh's eyes became sharper, no matter how he planned to attack, Enki always had a way to easily restrain his power.

He silently looked at Enkidu, but looked at Enkidu with the same stern expression, as if facing a formidable enemy, and he did not appear to be at ease.

The eyes of the two met in the air, they stared into each other's eyes for a while, and suddenly laughed at the same time.

"Ha." The corners of Gilgamesh's lips curled up slightly, it was a hearty, hearty and wanton smile.

With such a person who can rival him and bring him supreme joy by his side, the excitement and blood in his chest almost gushes out.

For the first time, he had the idea that as long as it is the person in front of him, winning or losing is not important, and this process is enough for him to enjoy the idea.

On the other side, Enkidu also smiled. Different from his usual gentle and demure smile, he was in a fighting state with a ferocious aura that could make people tremble, and his eyes contained a sharp enough light. Harvest to death.

His smile is so confident that the sun in the sky will be dimmed by this smile. At this moment, he seems to have separated from his slightly weaker self before, and he is on the same scale as Gilgamesh.

No one would dare to ignore his strength, and no one would judge him based on his appearance.

The battle between the two also infected the people around them. Everyone was staring at the battle situation, excited inside, wishing to shout out in support of the two.

In fact, someone really couldn't bear it and shouted: "Come on, king! Don't lose to Lord Enkidu!"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if some kind of flame had been ignited, and more and more people began to shout and cheer.

"Master Enkidu hang on! You will win!"

"King! Show your strength!!"

"Lord Enkidu, you look so good-looking!!"

"Master Enkidu, don't lose, I will cheer for you!"

Leaving aside the messy things added to the cheering and cheering, the shouts of the common people did reach the ears of the two people in the competition.

It was the first time he felt so many emotions from human beings, Enki was a little surprised, he couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes and looked around, seeing these faces full of youthful vigor.

These people who had no contact with him were able to support him so sincerely, which obviously did not conform to the operating theory of the system.

Is it because of Gilgamesh's prestige?Is it an accidental result affected by the rendering of the atmosphere?

He analyzed the reasons one by one, but he overturned all the answers in his heart.

These human beings are sincerely crying out for him, not from Gilgamesh, not from external factors, but really for himself.

Although it cannot be explained in more detail, human beings themselves are such incomprehensible creatures.

That's why Enkidu is so curious about humans.

His astonishment caused the strength in his hand to relax for a moment, and Gilgamesh would never miss this unique opportunity.

All the muscles in his wrists exploded, Gilgamesh yelled, his blood-red pupils constricted suddenly, and his arms pressed down forcefully, defeating Enkidu in just one second and winning.

"Ah..." Enkidu, who finally realized his carelessness, looked at the results of the match that had already been announced, and couldn't help being startled.

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows and looked at him recklessly, his eyes full of complacency: "How about it!"

He shook Enkidu's wrist, looking like a child who got candy, with joy on his brows: "This king has won."

"..." careless.

Enkidu recovered from his annoyance, took a deep breath calmly, and held Gilgamesh's palm again, with sharp eyes, "Do it again."

In a trance, he seemed to feel that Gilgamesh's arm was stiff for a moment, but before he could understand the reason for this stiffness, Gilgamesh ruthlessly shook off his arm, folded his arms and refused: "I reject!"

"Compare again." Enqi didn't let go, "I was a little distracted just now, and I will definitely go all out this time."

"..." The corners of Gilgamesh's lips seemed to twitch, and he quickly turned away coldly, "That's your reason, and I don't care about it."

Seeing him repeatedly rejecting the beauty's invitation, some people couldn't bear to see the disappointed expression on Enkidu's face, and couldn't help echoing: "King, let's do it again!"

"That's right!" Some people also agreed, "I won him upright, so that he has no more excuses!"

As soon as these booing words came out, Gilgamesh immediately gave them a ruthless look, and said in an extremely serious voice, "Shut up! What this king has decided does not allow you to question it."

The quick answer and the sternness of the words made people startled slightly.

Enkidu has been vaguely aware of a sense of disharmony since just now, but now the sense of disharmony is becoming more and more obvious, almost surfacing.

He blinked, pinched his chin in doubt, and asked suddenly: "Gilgamesh... Could it be that you are afraid of being compared with me again?"

In the past, when they made an appointment to fight, Gilgamesh was always in high spirits and never refused. At this time, the performance of evasion was really abnormal to a certain extent.

"Huh?!" Gilgamesh stood up directly, his body tensed strangely, especially the curve of his raised jaw was also tensed, and he gave him a condescending look, "How is that possible, you idiot!"

The more aggressive he behaved, the more Enkidu felt wrong: "What's the reason?"

"..."

As if choking, Gilgamesh's expression was stiff, and he remained silent for a long while without answering his question.

It wasn't until Enkidu and the crowd around him silently urged him that he couldn't hold back such a sentence: "Who wants to compete with wild beasts, idiot!"

After all, he ignored everyone's different expressions and walked away.