Uchiha is at it again!

"To actually carry out the summoning ceremony without knowing anything, it's so stupid that it's outrageous!"

Sitting on the king's flying boat hovering over the city, Queyou was severely scolded by Gilgamesh.He rubbed the top of his head that had been severely beaten, tried his best to move his gaze away from the golden flying boat inlaid with emeralds under him, and puffed up his face to extract useful information from Wang's words with too many adjectives.

For example [Holy Grail War], [Heroic Spirit], [Command Spell].

The holy grail that can make all wishes come true... It's too absolute but it's full of fraud, so I'm not interested.

"But I don't want the Holy Grail."

Queyou fell onto Wang's knee with a "poof": "Do you want Jill? If you want it, I'll bring it."

Take it, not grab it.

"This king is not interested in inferior fakes."

Gilgamesh looked down at the flat-faced child on his lap, and nimbly untied his hair with his fingers, braiding it happily as if he had found a toy he wanted.

"Shoddy fake? Does that mean Jill has seen the real thing?"

"Idiot, the Holy Grail belongs to this king."

Gilgamesh tugged at the braid in his hand, but the force was very light: "My king's treasury has collected all the treasures in the world. As long as it is a treasure, it belongs to this king. My king's Uruk cup, but It's not like this ridiculous wishing machine in Fuyuki City!"

Que You was silent for a moment, calming down his impoverished heart that was beating madly because of envy: "Does that mean that the real Holy Grail is now in your treasure house?"

"No, this king has already rewarded it to a miscellaneous cultivator who still barely looks like it."

The understatement of Gilgamesh's answer is the same as when Wang Lujian was thrown to him at the beginning, which made Queyou once again have the illusion that the Holy Grail is actually very worthless.

But an illusion is an illusion, which can lead to the birth of the Holy Grail War. How could the Holy Grail that the heroic masters and servants fight for is scrap copper and rotten iron.

It's just worthless in the eyes of these two people.

"So you don't want the Holy Grail, and I don't want the Holy Grail—let's just play?"

Maybe because it is night now, Queyou yawned as he spoke, feeling sleepy.

Since the few years when Uruk forgot to sleep and eat, now Queyou has developed the habit of never being too sleepy.

He climbed onto Gilgamesh's lap, sat in Gilgamesh's arms with a half-smile in his eyes, put his ear on his chest, and listened to the strong heartbeat after another.

"Since he became a heroic spirit, does that mean Jill died in the end?"

Queyou closed his eyes and asked, "Why, didn't you go find the elixir?"

"Then I have to tell a long and boring story."

Gilgamesh looked at the awkward bangs on the child's forehead, and tucked them behind his ears.

"……I do not want to hear."

Que You whispered, "I don't want to listen."

"...You little devil who relies on this king's favor to act willfully and recklessly, it is your honor for this king to tell you stories!"

"Don't listen, don't listen, don't listen."

Queyou twisted and twisted: "You said that willfulness is a child's right, and I'm just exercising my right!"

"Strong words make sense."

Gilgamesh looked helplessly at the child acting like a spoiled child in his arms, after all, he did say that.He stretched out his hand to cover those black eyes: "Forget it, I also said that you are allowed to be rude in front of this king."

"I just said that Jill won't be angry with me." Although he will bully me when he is bored.

Queyou smiled while being blindfolded, Gilgamesh: "...Hmph, glib. But it's still a bit of an improvement, the kid finally looks like a kid."

"Eh?"

Queyou thought about it, touched his chin and realized that he had never acted like a spoiled child in front of his father: "...So Jill is the role of a father who especially spoils his son in my heart?!"

"...Forget what's in your head right away."

"Puff puff... Papa Jill..."

"To shut up."

Queyou was awakened by the sense of touch on his face, he opened his eyes, and saw Wang's perfect beauty without a trace of blemish, smiling slightly.

"What are you doing?"

Dissatisfied, he slapped away Wang's hand that took off his gauntlet and pinched his face, rubbed his flushed face, and looked at the environment he was in.

This is a hotel, right?

How did you live in it?Obviously both of them are black households without identification.

"You are underestimating me. I am omnipotent. Even I am a magician and I can do my best."

Seeing Queyou's doubts, Wang put his face on his face and expressed it proudly.

"So what do we do next? Shall we make a plan?"

"What to do if you think so much."

Gilgamesh waved his hand casually, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, took out the game console from the King's Treasure and threw it to Queyou: "Don't forget, we are here to play."

then.

"You can't play tricks, Wang."

Queyou talked about the fruit candy that Gilgamesh stuffed into his mouth in anger to shut him up, and sat cross-legged on the bed and said with a "hee-hee-ha-ha" smile.

The game character was shot in the head by this kid, and Gilgamesh, who didn't even have a chance to drink the medicine to restore blood, squeezed the handle in his hand with a dark face and made a 'squeak' sound.

Heroes is beyond time, so it's not surprising that there are things in his treasury that don't belong to this era.The flexibility and operability of the future games taken from King's Treasure are much higher than the current games.Changed the hotel room where they stayed into a magic workshop. The two people who didn't care about the Holy Grail just came to play (make trouble) while other contestants rushed to Dongmu, comfortably nestled in the hotel and ordered takeaway play games.

"hateful."

Seeing Queyou's happy expression, he suddenly remembered something, and took out a stack of video tapes from Wang Zhibao.

"Wang, are you Doraemon?"

Queyou stared at the golden vortex that could take out everything: "The treasure house is comparable to the dimensional pocket, it has everything."

"Stop, how could this king be that doraemon that doesn't even have a neck."

That's no ordinary Doraemon, Jill!That is the omnipotent Doraemon with props that can explain any plot!

Gilgamesh stuffed the videotape into the hotel machine, Queyou lost his interest in the game console, and sat on the edge of the bed, his legs shaking because he couldn't reach the ground: "Is this the videotape mentioned in the comics?"

Speaking of which, this thing will appear in the treasure house...it seems to be someone.

Seeing that Queyou was unprepared, his eyes were bright and he was watching the TV that started playing the video with great interest, Gilgamesh sneered, and waited with some thought for the biggest joke that was about to be born.

Frozen.

Disney Princess Collection.

He calculated the time in his mind, and suddenly called Queyou when he was watching with relish.

"Queyou, I remember you said that your family's unique ability is sharing eyes, right?"

"Huh? That's right."

"Then how far are you writing sharingan now?"

"It's the three hook jade."

Queyou looked at the TV and replied, Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows: "Turn around and let me take a look."

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Queyou agreed without hesitation.

At the moment when the snowflakes condensed in Aisha's hands, Gilgamesh's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he pressed Queyou who opened his Sharingan to make him turn his head to watch TV.

"—Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

For a moment, Queyou didn't know where to look.

The twisted neck, seeing the eyes that seemed to be very incompetent, made him roll and scream on the bed, and Gilgamesh couldn't help but cover his stomach and let out a hearty cry that ordinary people would definitely lack of oxygen laugh.

"Woo ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha -- I will laugh until I die!"

"I'm an idiot!"

Seeing this, what else does Queyou not understand?Tears of remorse poured down while holding her head: How could Jill's doting attitude forget this person's bad nature when he was bored?It's revenge, it's definitely revenge.

Damn it, it was placed together!

"Don't look at me like that."

Gilgamesh said happily, "This is what your future self specifically asked for."

"Then you will follow suit, don't you also find it interesting?!"

"Yes, yes, I just find it interesting."

Gilgamesh didn't deny it at all: "Do you want to continue watching? Poor kid."

Queyou looked at the TV and shed tears: "...Look!"

I have already paid the price, wouldn't it be a loss if I didn't finish watching it?

"Humph."

Gilgamesh changed his posture and continued to watch the play with his face propped up.

Queen Aisha, who untied her knot, took her younger sister to play with the citizens on the ice, and Queyou cried like a dog while pulling a tissue: "Why...why is this ability so excessive!"

I thought it was just a snowball, but it turned out to be an ice and snow magician who lost control and could change the seasons and freeze the whole country. Creating ice and snow life forms is just like playing.

Too much!

Queyou sniffed, rolled out a snowball and threw it at the laughing Gilgamesh, Gilgamesh didn't move, a golden vortex appeared, the snowball was thrown into the vortex, and emerged from another vortex.

Queyou dodged immediately.

The snowball hit the TV.

Looking at the ice-covered TV, the two said, "..."

"……your fault."

"……it's not your fault."

"yours."

"yours."