[Comprehensive] A good snake has a safe life

No one knows when the prince appeared.

On such a sudden day, when the two factions of the House of Lords and the House of Commons still entered the parliament with the emotion of wanting to spit at each other, they suddenly found that the always late king had already sat on the throne.And just when everyone was scared out of their wits and thought that they had misremembered the time and the young ruler was waiting for them, the little thing sitting on the man's lap caught their attention.

Except for the silvery white hair and bloodless skin, the little guy was like a small version of the king, he just gave them a cold look, and then continued to lower his head, not knowing what to do.Wang Xing watched them sparsely enter their seats, and simply announced the origin of this brat.

"This is the heir of this king, the prince who will inherit the Uruk kingship in the future."

After saying this, the oldest hero king glanced at the ground in disgust, and said the child's name.

Urnogal.

That's right, Urnogal.

It is the name of the two lions that have been kept in the temple all the time, a simple and crude combination.

Ever since Urnugal remembered things, he knew that his father was very dissatisfied with his name.But at the same time, he was also very puzzled, obviously dissatisfied with why he changed it.

Regarding this doubt, he asked Enkidu, the brave man of the city-state, who thought for a while and showed a very meaningful smile.

"You'll understand when you grow up."

It sounds like you're kidding.

In fact, he didn't intend to hear the truth from Enkidu, because the adults here were unwilling to tell him the truth about important matters, just as he had never heard a single sliver of his mother from the people here. A bit of news like that.

So many things, he would ask Inanna, as well as the great priest of the temple.

"So priest, why do I have this name?"

The woman named Shamhat put her hair behind her ears, squatted down and looked into his eyes: "This is probably because, when His Highness was young, Lord Inanna liked to tease His Highness with the names of lions, and His Highness At that time, I misunderstood it as my own name, and it was probably the reason why I refused to accept all kinds of titles after the queen."

Many black lines were drawn on the little prince's head.

Sounds like something Inanna could do.

"so what?"

Knowing the little prince's question, the goddess asked him confidently: "Even if I gave you such an ugly name, you should still thank me, kid. If it wasn't because of my meddling, you might not have appeared in this world. "

Inanna lay in the sun dizzy, and raised her arms to hold the little prince in her arms.The little prince thumped a few times, found a comfortable position and was wrapped in her arms. It took a while before he let out a muffled sound.

"But why a lion?" He asked, "Because my father likes the valor of lions, does Lord Inanna wish me to become the most valiant person in the city?"

Inanna patted his hand and paused.

"It doesn't mean that at all." She sat up and said to him: "It's purely because I found out in this temple that the two lions were the happiest. I just hope you can have that double." Just eat and wait for death without any worries."

Her propped up body cast a large shadow, and this shadow just covered the little prince.The child who raised his head was still confused. Inanna let out a long sigh and lay down again helplessly.

"What's more, this is the only name that is more characteristic of your mother."

The goddess raised the corners of her mouth and narrowed her eyes to look at the sun.

"Little ghost, do you want to know about your mother?"

Urnugal hesitated for a moment, looked at Inanna with hesitant eyes, and finally shook his head.

"I will do it myself."

His childish voice was so cute that Inanna couldn't resist poking him in the face.And the little prince with baby fat didn't hide, and let her poke him honestly, as if he was still an egg, sitting obediently beside her.

"You come by yourself?" Inanna said, "How do you want to come?"

"Feel."

"I can feel it," said the little prince.

What the hell is that.

Inanna was a little suspicious, she reached out and touched the ground, she didn't move for a long time, but she still couldn't piece together the feeling that the little prince said.She felt something was wrong in her heart, and pinched the little prince's face.

"How do you feel, tell me."

The little prince blinked, his thick eyelashes were like a feather fan.

"For example, I feel that mother should be something that Lady Inanna cherishes very much."

Inanna froze for a moment, and then heard the little prince continue to say: "If it wasn't like this, there is no need for Lady Inanna to help me survive." He knew very well that when he was still an egg, it was Inanna who borrowed his strength to continue to survive. It's just that after he broke his shell, he didn't recognize Inanna as his mother, but just felt kind.

"……so what?"

"Mother should be self-willed," said the little prince, "otherwise, Her Majesty Inanna wouldn't cherish her so much."

"There's nothing wrong with it..."

When Enkidu was invited by Inanna to drink in the temple, he accidentally heard such a thing from Inanna.The goddess held up the wine glass, shook it twice against the bright moon in the sky, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Although that guy is very conscientious, he is as willful as me."

Inanna felt a little drunk, and leaned against the pillar and murmured, "So if you want to die, you can die. You are reckless."

Enkidu lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"Oh, she's been dead for so long, you've heard bad things about her and pretended you didn't hear them." Inanna hiccupped: "Is what I said, isn't what I said the truth?"

"Perhaps it is." Enkidu sighed: "But I still feel that that matter..."

"You think everyone is right?"

Inanna spread her hands helplessly: "But a god is dead."

It was nothing convenient, Enkidu continued to drink with his head down, while Inanna took one drink after another, and finally threw the glass after drinking an unknown number of glasses.

"I'm going back to God Realm."

Enkidu was surprised: "Master Inanna?"

"The kid is already starting to look a bit like her, and I'll go crazy if I stay any longer." Inanna said coldly, "I don't want to suffer this kind of crime. Come on."

She turned her face sharply, turned around and disappeared into the air.Enkidu looked at the air coldly, and scratched his head after a while.

"……what?"

Regarding the fact that the imp resembles Shelley, neither Enkidu nor Gilgamesh paid special attention to it.And once Inanna said that, it was as if some kind of seed had taken root in her heart, and no matter what happened next, there would be a special meaning of letting people lean on the snake and the egg.

Wang put down the tableware, stared at the kid who was desperately spreading honey on the bread, and suddenly remembered the snake that told his priest to add as much honey as he wanted.

"Anyway, it's not like Lugal can't afford to support me."

At that time, Gilgamesh himself was still young, and he still felt unexplained jealousy when he looked at the guy who could eat whatever he wanted—as a prince, his diet was completely prepared by his father. Although it sounds good, it’s actually not good. There was no food, which once made him very resentful.

"……Father."

When the memory was interrupted, Urnugal had already finished his portion and was waiting for him peacefully.Wang leaned on the back of the chair and raised his jaw slightly: "Inanna has returned to the God Realm, you don't seem to feel much about it."

The red snake pupil observed the expression of the kid in front of him, thinking that he might be sad.But Gilgamesh watched for a long time, but didn't notice any changes in Ur Nugal.

"Master Inanna will return to the God Realm after all."

After a long time, he choked out such a sentence: "I feel very lucky to have Lady Inanna's company for a long time."

As if something suddenly touched the deepest memory in Wang's heart, the tall and strong man stood up and stared at this kid who really looked like him for a few seconds.

"You really look like your mother."

This was the first time Urnogal heard his father comment about his mother.

"It's a little weird."

He said frankly to Enkidu: "There is some deviation from the image of my mother that I expected."

The green-haired warrior stuffed him with a date palm and asked, "What does Ur Nugal think your mother looks like?"

Enqi was very frank, and after Wang Song spoke a little bit, he told this brother who he thought was a brother of the same mother everything in his impression - by the way, he also mentioned the fact that he and Shelley looked very similar .Ur Nugal stared at his face, finally held his chin and didn't know what to think, and finally spit out the sentence just now.

"Mother should not be as cruel as I imagined."

"...Cold?"

This adjective is very new to Enkidu: "Why do you describe it like that. The Shelley in my impression is a very kind and gentle god."

"Um……"

Urnugal, who had grown up a bit, said, "Why let my father take the throne alone if he is not cruel."

"Eh?"

"If it were me and Enkidu took the position of mother, Enkidu would not leave me alone."

"This is indeed..." Enkidu replied immediately: "But there are other explanations for this, such as... I don't want to cause the separation of theocracy and kingship later..."

"What kind of reason is this? With father's ability, wouldn't it be easy to deal with it?"

Ur Nugal did not deny his father's ability, and this view made Enkidu speechless for a while.

"perhaps……"

"Don't trust your father? Do you think your father's words may cause you to be troubled by power in the future?" Urnugal chased after him like a puppy and asked his own question: "I also know that there are many possibilities, but it's completely Wouldn't it be super irresponsible to let go of it?"

Enkidu thought for a while, and felt that what Urnugal said made sense.

"Although it is true that my father is granted the royal power by god, but I really let my father deal with it alone... I think my mother is really very cunning."

"This……"

That's right, Enkidu was also somewhat unable to refute.

Hell, he might be right.

why.

Is it because of the half of Shelley's blood in his body that he can so clearly perceive Shelley's state at that time?

The green-haired man felt a little sad.

I couldn't help being so jealous.

Jealousy.

Enkidu stroked his long hair, another hypothesis popped up in his mind.

"Then, Urnogal, why do you think your mother was in despair?"

He blurted out such a question, and got a deep expression from the other party.

"Well... there is no way out." He said, "Weakness and despair."

"My friend."

Wang's voice was a little heavy.

Knowing that the little prince had a long conversation with his friends, the man who had been sitting on the throne for quite some time could already subconsciously perceive what kind of communication he would have with that little devil.He carried a rare anger that Enkidu was uncannily calm.

"I thought that if it was you, I would understand why I haven't mentioned the existence of that woman for a long time."

Gilgamesh means that he is not happy.

If you want to say the reason, it should be... shame.

What was that like?

The very frank woman who committed herself to him every night suddenly began to have something on her mind quietly, but when she was uneasy because of inexplicable thoughts, she failed to listen to his words, and instead nestled in her shell even more. I don't hear anything outside the window.

Then all of a sudden, she left him by suicide.

Although I finally learned that the depression comes from the curse, and the pain comes from people's dissatisfaction and greed, but the feeling of being lifted up and then fell down hard in my heart has not dissipated.

Even if he died, he was unwilling to tell him what happened.

was not trusted.

"My friend."

Enkidu said: "Actually, I can't live very long."

"You...what are you talking about." The blond Wang looked at him with an expression of disbelief: "Trying to use this..."

His reprimand could not be said, but was blocked by the serious face of the other party.

"After Shelley died, the source of my life disappeared." The young man said calmly: "The reason why I can live until now is because of her aura left by the previous earth. The days of death are getting longer and longer, and the spiritual energy in this land is getting less and less, and it is completely gone now."

Facing Wang's shocked speechless expression, Enkidu seemed to be smiling.

"I was originally a tool created by God, so even if I die, I have no complaints. I just want to thank the gods who created me and Shelley. The former gave me the opportunity to come to this world, and Shelley made me Gaining life again, and being able to get acquainted with the existence of the king. If everything else is insignificant, then as far as I am concerned, there are only two things that I am most concerned about."

Enkidu slowed down his speaking tone.

"I want to know why Shelley died resolutely, and I also worry about whether that child can accompany the king instead of me after I leave."

"That's enough, Enkidu."

The king of the city-state rarely called his name: "If it is divine power, that woman should have a way..."

"Please let me continue to search for the answer I want to know, Wang."

The man with green hair and white clothes is almost transparent in the sun: "Just when I can still look for it..."

The bravest warrior in the city-state bowed his head solemnly, and after a long time, he heard a short answer.

"what ever."

"So, your father is actually a very easy to give in."

The green-haired young man waved his fan, and slowly fanned the little guy who was looking at the clay tablet: "Why don't you get closer to Wang?"

"Father doesn't like me."

Urnugal was stunned for a moment, but he replied coldly: "It's better not to do useless work."

"The king is your father."

"I'm the one who reminds me of the traces of my own failure when my father sees it."

The hand shaking the fan paused, and Urnugal continued: "Who likes to see the products of failure always dangling in front of his eyes."

"..."

"I really think so, so I try not to appear in front of my father." Urnugal lowered his head: "And soon, my father will not have to see me again."

"?!"

"Enki and I are of the same origin, and I can feel your weakness." The little prince put his hand on his forehead: "If you can't hold on anymore, how long can I hold on?"

It shouldn't be like this.

Enkidu fell into a kind of confusion, because even though it was of the same origin, Ur Nugal himself had the other half of the blood from the Lord of Uruk.Even though he lost the energy to survive and disappeared, this kid...

"According to reason, it is so, but it just happened like this." The little prince said speechlessly, "What can we do?"

He didn't seem to be afraid of death at all, and stayed by Enkidu's side every day, watching Enkidu weaken a little bit.Wang ran around for his friends, but there was nothing he could do.

Inanna was not allowed to make a move, because after being recreated by her god, Enkidu was no longer the messenger of the gods.

Even though the original intention of his birth was to serve as a wedge connecting humans and gods into the human world, the city-state expected by the gods finally came under the rule of the gods.

"I'm a little sad."

The little prince watched Enkidu fall into a half-dream and half-awake state, only occasionally able to talk soberly.He looked at Enkidu's brighter eyes, and said what he had hesitated for a long time.

"But I shouldn't be like this, because everyone dies."

Gentle hands patted his head.

"You don't need to be sad. I'm just a weapon." He subconsciously used honorifics to address the child who was neither too old nor too young: "I was created..."

"But I don't think my mother thinks that way. Why do you define yourself as a dead thing when you are alive? Neither mother nor I nor father have thought about it this way."

The little prince suddenly became tough: "Please don't think of yourself that way."

Enkidu curled his lips.

"Then what kind of existence am I to you?"

"If it's possible... Brother?" said the little prince, "I always feel that if Enki is my elder brother, I will definitely take advantage of it."

Enkidu laughed, then coughed violently.

"Sounds like a good suggestion...yet."

They chatted one after another, until the little prince felt sleepy, so he ran to Enkidu's side.

"I think I should be able to guess tomorrow morning why my mother wanted to die back then."

He tugged on Enkidu's cuff: "I'll tell you when I get up."

Enki was a little distressed, but agreed to him.

"In this case, I simply have to live until tomorrow morning."

It turned out that saying so, the little prince who woke up in the morning opened his eyes and saw no one.

On the couch beside him, there was only a pile of brown-gray blowing sand.

"..."

He looked at the pile of sand and was a little out of breath, but then something happened that made him even more out of breath.

"Your Highness."

His father's chief guard, a man named Bill Hutullah, stood at the gate of the palace and half-kneeled to him: "The king's order, from today until the king's return, Uruk will be handed over to you."

Outrageous.

Urnugal kept a straight face, imitating his father's appearance in his memory, trying to deal with the complicated and complicated official affairs in front of him sternly.Together with the repair and management of the canal, including the plan to divert water to the west, as well as trade and exchanges with neighboring countries, it is a brand new world.The little prince was in a hurry, but he still solved one problem after another with the help of others.

how to say……

"Now I understand why my father always has a long face."

The little prince complained to the chief guard: "When I think of that pile of clay tablets, I want to set things on fire."

He said willful words in a serious manner, and the guard laughed and talked about the things before the king.

"If Wang was in a bad mood back then, he would definitely go to Lord Shelley."

The little prince looked at the chief guard nervously, not knowing what he would say.Suddenly, the little prince's eyes went dark, and when he regained his vision, he felt that the head of the guard suddenly became huge. Before, he was only up to his waist, but now...

and many more.

The little prince looked at the tables and chairs that had also grown in size.

What I have to admit is that now it is only possible for him to become smaller.

The palace was immediately under martial law, and the little prince, who had turned into a snake, was still not used to his state. He flopped around for a long time before he stood up crookedly, and then fell down on the quilt with a clatter.

……

It doesn't feel good.

Although Inanna had mentioned before that he was a snake when he was a child, but he had no memory and was completely unfamiliar with that pattern. The little prince was deeply unhappy with himself who now has zero self-control ability.

Yes, not fast.

When his physical strength was almost exhausted, the little prince collapsed on the soft bed, staring at the wooden floor in a daze.He fell into a dream in a trance, and then was half asleep and half awake, and in this state, he discovered the fact that he, too, was about to die.

They are all going to die, long and short.

He comforted himself old-fashionedly.

And anyway... I am not needed.

After all, it is just the product of witnessing poor results.

so die...

"Open your mouth."

The little prince opened his mouth in a daze, and was rudely stuffed with something strange.

"Swallow."

No.

The little prince vomited out subconsciously, but unfortunately he couldn't resist the upper jaw and lower jaw being closed, and the strange-tasting thing slipped into his throat as soon as he struggled.The bad feeling kept lingering in the little prince's mind, and he fell into a drowsy sleep on the couch. When he woke up again, it would be dawn in a few days.

"Your Highness."

The uncle of the guard seemed to be relieved: "You are awake."

The little prince's throat was so uncomfortable that he took a big sip of water.

"Did I die a while ago?"

"You have recovered. Congratulations, Your Highness." The uncle said, "The king is waiting for you."

...I always feel that it is not a good thing.

The little prince went to the king's palace with a sweaty body that hadn't had time to clean, where he met his long-lost father.Holding a wine glass full of fine wine, the king was lost in the sun alone.

The words "this king is alone" are written all over the air.

don't want to go.

The little prince turned around and wanted to run, but the moment the thought came out, the wine glass and snake eyes froze in place.

"Come here." Wang shook his glass and said, "Sit down."

The little prince picked the place farthest from the throne, sat down in a proper manner, and was picked up.

"Looking at this sloppy and messy appearance, he can be called the heir of Uruk." The king snorted, "It's really not as good as one generation after another."

Father, you put yourself into it.

The little prince's eyelids twitched, and the hand that was holding his collar loosened, and the little prince fell directly into the arms of the king.

The child in his arms froze, and Wang glanced at it indifferently.

"When you were young, this king took you to the parliament."

"……what?"

"This king wants to tell the group of guys whose heads are spinning around the throne that it's not their turn to be the heir of this king. A group of fly camp dogs can't get on the table."

The blond man said those things casually: "I thought you would cry in fright, but there were so many people staring at you throughout the show, and you played yourself as if you couldn't see it, which made me a little Unexpected."

The little prince blinked.

"But that's of course, you are the son of this king. If you retreat because of the chirping of some katydids, you have already been fed to the lion by this king."

... Mother took me away.

The little prince prayed to his mother whom he had never met.

"However, when you were young, you dared to punch and kick this king, but now you are like a lamb seeing a lion."

"...It's wrong to dare to punch and kick now."

Wang paused and chuckled.

"This time the king is not here, Uruk, you can barely see it."

Oh.

The little prince looked at the floor like an ostrich.

"You've grown up too."

The silver-haired kid raised his head and tilted his head.

"Then may I drink this, father."

He pointed to the golden wine glass in Wang's hand, the blond man's eyelids twitched, and he always had a bad feeling.

"Half a cup."

"One cup."

Gilgamesh leaned back, raising his eyebrows.The little prince then lowered his head: "I see, half a glass."

Sure enough, half a cup will not work.

Wang supported his forehead, ignoring the little prince who was rolling back and forth on the ground with a flushed face.The silver-haired kid was humming an unknown tune, happily wiping the floor with the precious cloth on his body.

"……Ah."

The king waved away the slaves who came to help, and watched his heir rolling all over the floor with great interest.The kid who usually likes to look cold is now like a kid rolling in the dirt...

Kind of cute.

The blond man was thinking this, when his trousers suddenly sank—His Royal Highness the Prince of Uruk was pulling his father's trousers outward, and then he looked up and saw his father's expression was not good, so he let go.

"...Sure enough, my father still doesn't like me."

The little prince turned his back and sat down, leaving behind an extremely desolate figure.

He was waiting for his father to say something, at least to deny it, but it turned out to be no no no no no...

... Mother took me away.

"A spoiled brat."

The little prince hugged his knees and turned his head to one side.

I don't think so at all.

"This king has ruled Uruk since he was a child. It has been more than ten years, and he has only one heir."

The little prince blinked.

"In order for this king to be born, I had no choice but to flatter that woman, Inanna, a few years before he came out of his shell." The blond man's tone became bad: "I will answer her every request, and I have to endure my own guards. The captain gave his masculinity."

……Eh……

The face of the uncle of the guard flashed in the little prince's mind, and he felt that his heart was not very good.He glanced back secretly, thinking that he would be discovered, but the king was still sitting on the throne, shaking his glass loosely.The rich aroma of grapes filled the room, and the little prince sniffed.

"Father."

The little prince, whose pronunciation was a bit sticky due to drinking too much alcohol (actually only half a glass), leaned over and leaned against the throne.After a while, the voice of the child's twitching came up.

"Father...where did he go?"

"Looked for something."

"Huh?" The little prince's eyes were shining, and he looked eager to know: "Is it very strange? I need father to find it in person?"

Wang squinted at the little prince, pretended not to see it, and continued to drink the nectar in his cup.

The little prince lowered his face, hugged Wang's trousers and pulled hard.

"open."

"Don't put qaq"

Wang picked up the little prince himself, looked around where to throw it, and finally threw it back lightly: "It's just the elixir."

The little prince trembled, always feeling that something was wrong.He suddenly remembered something strange in his unclear memory, and looked at Wang under the setting sun with uncertainty.

"...Father." The little prince asked, "Isn't the elixir very expensive?"

"As long as the king is willing, it's okay to throw the treasure to the jackals."

"...I'm so sorry that it turned out to be feeding the snake, Father."

"It doesn't matter," the king's arms hung down, and he rubbed the little prince's hair, "I'm used to it. For creatures like snakes, I definitely have to plant them."

When the topic got there, there was a sudden silence.The atmosphere where no one else was disturbing was a bit awkward, the little prince leaned against the somewhat cool throne, thinking that it must be uncomfortable to sit up.

"Not really."

"Eh?"

The little prince realized right away, oh, he said everything he thought: "Then why does father keep going on?"

"Oh? Tell me, besides this king, who else can build Uruk into the prosperous and prosperous state it is today?" The king picked up the little prince again, and made him face the scenery outside the palace - the scenery there. There are countless dense people and buildings in the distance, and the streets are embellished with colorful robes.The little prince seemed to be able to hear the endless stream of camel bells, as well as the faint cries of the market carried by the wind.

Indeed, no one could have brought Uruk to a stronger place than this one.

"Then... what about my mother?"

This was the first time he asked Wang directly the question: "What kind of person is she?"

The last rays of the setting sun kissed the man sitting on the throne, and the dark golden light made his eyes, which were too alluring, soft and gentle.The king drank the remaining wine in the cup and threw it aside.

"You look a lot like your mother."

For example, it doesn't matter if it's silver hair that looks annoying, or it doesn't matter if it's eyes that don't pretend to be anything at all, or it doesn't matter if it's a waste attribute that starts to go insane after touching a little alcohol.

"It resembles more than a little."

The little ghost sitting on his father's lap always felt that there was something in the other party's words, but he must say that he was malicious but it was not the same thing at all.The palm of the man with too many emotions mixed in a sentence softened the soft hair of the little prince.

"She is a qualified goddess."

No matter when, even in hibernation, this city-state is still included in the scope of protection, blessing the order and circulation of everything here.

"If I have to pick a fault, it's that she's too soft-hearted."

The little prince tilted his head: "Huh?"

"She attaches great importance to Uruk, including the people here. But in fact, they are the ones who made her choose to die."

Wang lowered his head: "It is precisely because of the importance that she has a dead spot that can be strangled."

Wang remembered what his father had told him when he was young.

The people of his city-state looked toilsome but lazy, and if they were not driven to work with whips and weapons, there would be no bountiful autumn harvest in Uruk.The people under his rule are pious and hypocritical, because they prayed for Inanna's return when Inanna left, and changed their banners and worshiped her god not many days after the new god came.

"When you rule here, this is the problem you need to solve the most."

The confusion in the red eyes was a bit simple, but soon became sharper.The little prince's complexion gradually sank, and then a layer of elusive sharp light floated on his eyes.

The sun finally sank below the horizon, and the curtain wall at night was slowly soaked, creating a picture of the twinkling stars.

A wind blows in the desert, covering the hoofprints of the camels.

It's like nothing ever existed.