After crossing, I inherited Uruk

The tower is the core building in Uruk, and it is also the place where Urningal has lived since he was born.

According to Merlin, King Gilgamesh's magic power was almost exhausted after summoning him, so he should go to rest no matter what.

But Urningal did not go to the king's bedroom because of this.Instead, after entering the tower, he rushed to the location of the Jade Seat without squinting.

As soon as he got close to here, Urningal heard the voices of different people coming from inside.Immediately, he realized that he had found the right place.

"King! This is a detailed report on the current new breed of monsters."

"Currently, the roughly calculated economic losses are roughly..."

"The records of the casualties from the hospital have been delivered!"

"A new newsletter has been sent from Kish City in the north, please take a look!"

"This is the list of dead soldiers submitted by the enlisted captain."

"About the Miko-sama's request regarding this incident..."

"and also……"

"Uh..." I always feel that although there are enough government affairs to deal with on weekdays, today it seems extraordinarily busy.

Sure enough, it was because of those inexplicable groups of monsters.

Urningal looked up.

On the jade throne is the person who represents the highest royal power in the entire Sumerian region——

His father in this life is the hero king Gilgamesh who is two-thirds god and one-third human.

When the father and son appear in the same place at the same time, the similarities and differences between the two can be better reflected.

Although they all have blond hair and red pupils, the king sits on the jade throne, with the red beast pupils condescendingly looking down, commanding and handling the government affairs calmly with that undeniable courage, It is something that the current Urningale does not have.

Urningal never used age as an excuse to try to explain the gap between them.

After all, he had heard from the old people that King Gilgamesh succeeded to the throne at a young age, and he was a famous wise king at that time.

When it comes to the ability to command a country and govern a party, it is not inferior to or even far superior to the older managers of other fortress cities.

At this time, the king who succeeded to the throne at a young age, grew up to become a feared tyrant, and finally embarked on a journey of seeking immortality after the death of his best friend, returned to the country after failure, and began to govern the country with peace of mind, was caught in the same trap as before. In the busy government affairs hell.

Stacks of slates piled up next to the jade seat recorded various tasks and reports.No matter how many times he witnessed it, Urningal would feel faint heart palpitations.

Terrible, really terrible.

He read those myths and stories before he traveled, but he never described the king of the Age of Gods as such a social animal!

This scene once caused Urningal to always have the highest respect from the bottom of his heart when he saw King Gilgamesh who was either busy or busy or still busy whenever he passed by or had something to go to the Jade Throne. tribute.

King of Heroes, so terrifying.

If it was the past, even if Ur really needed to tell Gilgamesh something.

But as soon as he saw this scene, he was often embarrassed to take the initiative to disturb Gilgamesh's government affairs.

Otherwise, I would feel a little guilty because I added a new burden to my already busy father.If things are not too big, sometimes it even goes away.

But this time was different.

Urningal first looked at Gilgamesh sitting on the throne, and saw that the king was mercilessly scolding a negligent scholar, and scolded a familiar bastard one by one, so that he hadn't seen him for a while. The king's Ur was inexplicably moved by the feeling that he had an inner taste, and it was so good to go home.

Ur didn't expect him to take the initiative to notice or talk to him while he was busy with government affairs.

At any rate, he has been getting along for so many years, and he has learned a lot about Gilgamesh's character and habits.

Under normal circumstances, this king doesn't care if you are shy, introverted or socially fearful, as long as you don't take the initiative to tell him to make him notice, then don't expect him to condescend to take the initiative to talk to you, after all, the king Daily life is very busy.

Urningal's line of sight gradually shifted downwards, away from Gilgamesh's body, and landed on the side of the Jade Throne, which is the person closest to Gilgamesh at the current position - Uru on the body of Siduri, the chief priest of Ke.

The woman who was holding a clay tablet and was assisting King Gilgamesh in dealing with government affairs had obviously sensed the arrival of Urningal and Merlin.

The black-haired, black-eyed chief priest with a veil was visibly relieved when he saw that Urningal had returned safely.

Then she bowed slightly to Ur, but before she informed Gilgamesh of their arrival, Urningar took the initiative to walk towards the center of the hall.

"Father—"

Urningal raised his voice so that everyone present could hear him.

The blond-haired and red-eyed boy ignored the few scholars and soldiers who were also in the hall who were clamoring to be the first to report to work. It was rare for him to take advantage of his status to jump into the line blatantly and blatantly.

After seeing him, the people who were crowded in front of the hall backed up and kept silent to make room for the young crown prince. Naturally, the king sitting on the jade throne could not have noticed Urningal who had come to the front of the hall.

"Oh? This is really strange."

Gilgamesh looked up at his young child, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

"Could it be that this king really has been working too long? Otherwise, how could there be such a strange hallucination. Siduri, have you seen it? Either you can't speak a few words at all on weekdays, or your voice is as quiet as a mosquito. The same little guy actually called out to the king in the tower of the gods today when he knew that the king was busy with government affairs?

When was the last time something like this happened?The king vaguely remembered that he accidentally opened a big hole in the wall of his bedroom when he was practicing magic... Well, should the historian take the clay tablet? "

Siduri, who was mentioned, sighed helplessly, and then replied: "No, King Gilgamesh, this is not your hallucination."

Urningal: "..."

Urningal put a blank face: "It's me. Father, I'm back."

Can you stop telling the dark history of his younger childhood in such a grand manner!

Adults who go around talking about the black history of their children are scum!In addition, adults who will let people record their children's black history on clay tablets are crumbs among crumbs!

When he grows up in the future, he must find an opportunity to destroy all the clay tablets that recorded his dark history!Uh ah ah ah this bastard king!

"Hmph... Have you had enough fun in Nippur? I ordered someone to put the harp that Ariane brought back for you before into your bedroom, so you can see it when you go back."

Gilgamesh supported the left side of his cheek with one hand, his scarlet animal pupils narrowed slightly, his gaze first casually swept across Urningal's left abdomen, and then fell on the boy who took off his hood On the face that resembled him.

"So, what happened this time? Arian only reported the monster attack and you repelling the monster. But he didn't need to hide from me that you were injured.

What's more, I don't think you will be injured by fighting with some monsters.Did you encounter something in the north? You really look embarrassed and ugly, Ur. "

However, it was able to cause Urningal to suffer considerable damage. It seems that the temporarily unknown enemy is indeed not an ordinary existence.

Gilgamesh looked at the child who was obviously in a bad mood, paused for a while, and then suddenly laughed out loud, looking quite happy.

"However, children's mistakes are allowed when they grow up. Hahaha, it's rare that you want to come to me so eagerly today. Sure enough, you want to act like a baby after being wronged, right?

Well, even though the king is indeed busy with affairs, for the sake of your acting like a baby, you can make an exception and take a little time to comfort you.Well, that's right, for the sake of you coming here to act like a baby—"

"No, Father."

Urningal twitched the corners of his mouth invisibly, obviously unable to hold back his expressionless face all year round.

"Please don't openly tell ghost stories in the tower of God. It is impossible to be coquettish, and it is impossible to act coquettish in this life. It seems that your judgment of yourself before was not wrong. You really had a strange behavior because you were too tired. hallucination."

After all, Ur nodded, trying to enhance his credibility: "Well, that's it, it's you."

"Varied!"

Gilgamesh was shocked.

"What's going on here! Siduri, did you hear that! This child actually said so many things in one breath today. And suddenly he didn't know where he came from and dared to go back to the king. Did the king usher in the rebellious period when he didn't notice it! Isn't this rebellious period a little too early? Could it be that this king is really busy with governing the country and neglects him..."

"King Gilgamesh, please calm down."

Siduri is obviously a person who has seen big scenes, and he is no stranger to this scene.But even so, it is inevitable that there is a bit of helplessness in the tone of the exhortation.

"His Highness Urningal is obviously just in a bad mood right now, and he didn't mean to offend you maliciously. But you should also hear about the purpose of your Highness's coming here, right?"

"really……"

Urningal took the opportunity to take over the conversation.The previous conversation with Gilgamesh dissipated a lot of the worries that had originally occupied his heart, but it didn't mean they didn't exist.

"Father, please answer this little question for me."

Urningal turned his head sideways, and glanced at Merlin, who was standing aside with his staff in his arms, watching the show and eating melons very enthusiastically.

"Excuse me, when did you become a magician!"

Also, why would you rather take the risk of running out of magic power to summon a heroic spirit?

How much... have you seen of the unknown threat right now?