Food reserves are all love brains? [Comprehensive]

Mari Kuze escaped.

The monster of conscience has never been so panicked before. She wandered around the city of Uruk without thinking, and the crowd came and went, smiling friendly at her.In the past, the "popularity of excellent conscience monsters supported by human beings" that made Truth very proud, have now all become reminders.

That's how Shamhart smiled at her before he cried because of her.

Why did you suddenly cry when there was nothing unusual before?

Did she cause Shamhart pain?

Human pain is a delicious source - the monsters of conscience have seen too many human tears before they turn to the peaceful route.Truth once accidentally opened a forbidden book, and the author of the same family who lived in the age of gluttony described very vividly how it "spreads out" a human being and maintains its vitality during consumption.

Human internal organs, blood, and tears are more direct and delicious food sources than kisses, hugs, and touches.

It was written in that forbidden book, [Human tears are not bodily fluids, they taste ordinary compared to blood, and are far different from internal organs, etc.].

Truth tasted the blood of Orihara Rinya, but the throbbing at that time was far less intense than it is now.

It is so strong that the conscience monster can't help but worry—if she tastes it again, she will not be able to help it, making human beings suffer more and shed more tears for her.

Mari Kuze didn't like that longing.

She hates it.

The little girl stood on the side of the street in a daze, and when she saw the white-haired boy chasing him, she unconsciously backed away.

She didn't know why, but she just didn't want to see Chubby.

The passers-by who have been peeping in the dark are very cooperative. They have long seen this coquettish rabbit who seduces the goddess and the princess is not pleasing to the eye.The little girl was pushed back and pushed by the human wall, and thanks to the enthusiastic people of Uruk, she did escape Kyubey.But the Uruk people didn't stop after helping her out of danger. The human wall became thicker and thicker, and dozens of feet were still moving in one place in a uniform manner.

Truth was pushed back and forth stupidly, confused, and just about to slip away, the crowd seemed to have the ability to read minds, swipe and scatter to follow her mind, and went to work on their own, leaving Truth alone on the road middle.

No, not alone.

Truth turned her head, not too surprised to see the blond man.

The aroma of Qimu brand rations can be smelled throughout the planet, and the coverage of Jier brand is not small, at least it can cover the entire Uruk.Even though Truth lived in Shamhart's house these days, her sense of smell was still being harassed.

Now seeing Gilgamesh with delicious food written all over his body, Truth wanted to pounce on him and take a bite.

Satisfying the appetite is secondary, and more importantly... how to dilute the addictive effect of tears.

The mind of a monster of conscience hangs brightly on his face, which makes the king feel a little happy.If others dared to show such naked eyes to him, the king would definitely not forgive him lightly, but Gilgamesh believed that the truth was a treasure carved by him, so the cunning and possessive desire caused by being too much admiring for the teacher It's nothing short of cute.

Of course, possessiveness is cute, but the rebellious period is not so cute.

Relying on her being the No.1 member in the king's treasure house, this little bastard lived too freely, and didn't take the king seriously at all.

It's good that Baobao has independent consciousness, but her vision is really bad.After being influenced by Gilgamesh's aesthetics, he actually went to hang out with Shamhat.This reminds Gilgamesh of Enkidu: a good friend who is good at everything but occasionally has some bad tastes. He was also a diehard Shamhat during his lifetime. He quarreled with himself from time to time, but never said a word to Shamhat. Heavy words...

It's really getting hotter the more I think about it.

The fact that this little bastard likes Shamhat...couldn't he also learned from Enkidu.

Gilgamesh's expression instantly completed the transition from joy to annoyance, and his body turned slightly, revealing the beautiful woman behind him.

The new beauty has a coveted honey-colored skin, a curvy and graceful figure, the same black hair and blue eyes as the truth, and even some subtle similarities in facial features.But unlike the truth that exudes a youthful atmosphere, this is a beautiful snake that tempts to eat the forbidden fruit, exuding a beautiful and mature atmosphere, standing with the scantily clad blond king, at first glance, it is really a bit of a high-end custom. The sense of matching that the top card stands together.

At first, Gilgamesh was just tired of the women in Uruk who dismissed the king's teasing, so he picked a strange foreign beauty to pass the time.Now I am more and more satisfied--

Contrary to the pure-looking prostitute who is arrogant and greedy in nature, the black-haired, blue-eyed beauty has a hot body that can swallow all men, but her eyes are very clear, which is very suitable as a template for aesthetic teaching experiments.

Although it can't be called top-notch qualifications, it can still be emphasized and taught.

Gilgamesh was very interested in showing the monster of conscience what the real beauty of a female body is, and not to be fooled by the rotten beauty inside.But before he could speak, his scheduled instructional textbook rushed at his students.

"Really...really!"

"Sister...sister?"

Truth rarely showed surprise. She hurriedly caught the mature beauty who was one size bigger than herself, sniffed her neck in confusion, and concluded:

"You are not sister."

Not a sister, nor a monster of conscience, nor a human being.

The beauty who resembled her elder sister foolishly smiled at her, and after a few smiles, her eyes moved suddenly, as if remembering something, she pursed her mouth again:

"It's true, it's true! Noel can't beat that person, and he's about to lose, can you really help him?"

"What?" Truth frowned, unable to understand the words of this silly beauty, "but I don't know you."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Truth was stunned. She looked at the silly beauty again carefully, and suddenly felt a little weird.

"Is it okay? Is it okay..."

The beauty didn't get a response, so she shook her sleeves coquettishly,

"I'll bring snacks for Zhenzhen, and Zhenzhen will help Noel, okay—wow! Really!"

The big beauty was pushed to the ground, and she was about to cry as soon as the tears rolled.

"Shut up for me!" -

Truth didn't respond, but Gilgamesh, who felt ashamed, couldn't bear it first.

It turned out that those eyes were not clear... they were idiots.

If the little bastard realizes that the person this king wants to play with is this kind of person, wouldn't it appear that this king has less taste than her!

Gilgamesh, who took the role of a teacher and has been deeply involved in the drama, inexplicably developed a sense of crisis that "the authority of the king's patriarch is about to be shaken". Little bastard's attention.

With a black face, Wang pulled the delicate beauty away from the dazed truth, and glared at the truth impatiently:

"You came at the right time. I'm tired of staying in the city for the past few days, and the bastards are getting annoyed by the quarrel. I'm going out of the city to hunt with this king."

"Ah?" Truth uttered a syllable absent-mindedly.

"No objection!"

Wang, who thinks he can see through everything, refuses to admit that he has made a mistake in judging people, let alone admitting that he has recently lost his mind because of Shamhart's new and old hatred-to put it bluntly, he is a little angry.

Gilgamesh carried the truth that he was still thinking on his shoulders, and faced the scalp-numbing loving eyes of the residents of Uruk, he decided to go out and kill a few lions to vent his anger. A chance for the little girl to praise Wang Yingzi.

Absolutely make her forget that bastard before, how could this king pick up a fool, just kidding.

The days of ease have passed for a long time, and of course it is very pleasant to see blood rarely.

Gilgamesh punches to the flesh, and his style of painting is as brutal as a serious archer. When he killed a wave of protected animals, wiped the blood from his face, and looked back from the most handsome angle, he found that the truth was sitting on the hillside I went up to play weeding, and two or three birds fell beside me.

The girl clumsily made patterns with the grass stalks, and those silly birds took the grass stalks that were going back and forth as food, and scrambled to peck at them.

"..."

That gesture brought back memories of Gilgamesh.I remember back then when he bragged to his best friend about hunting in a competition.The two came outside the city and used trapping props to attract many animals.As a result, Gilgamesh piled up the large carnivores in the field into a mountain of corpses. When he was confidently competing for the results, he found that his best friend didn't even move.

At that time, Enkidu, the animal friend, was surrounded by a bunch of little rabbits and birds, and he himself was still imitating the singing of birds with a gentle expression.

This subtle sense of déjà vu made Gilgamesh unable to catch his breath. He stared at the girl sitting on the hill, his expression changing for a while.After thinking for a while, Wang casually picked up the stunned rabbit that had entered among the prey, and threw it into the girl's arms.

"Jill?"

Truth was awakened by his actions, touched the rabbit in his arms whose heart was overloaded and was scared to death by success, his expression changed from doubt to dazed,

"Do you want me to bake it for you?"

— This is certainly not something that a friend of animals would say.

The confused memory phantom disappeared from the eyes.

Gilgamesh didn't answer.

He was silent for half a second, then threw another rabbit over, and ordered:

"If you don't bake well, you will be punished."

At night in Uruk, the moon is big and round.

The bonfire swayed, and the aroma of rabbit meat spread, causing commotion everywhere.However, the high pile of corpses and the imposing blond man made the former leaders of the grassland dare not move forward, and pairs of hungry animal pupils carefully peeped out.

Gilgamesh eats the rabbit slowly, as if taking an extra bite is condescension.But he still gnawed it mouthful, and even snorted inexplicably after eating.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Truth asks.

"What do you say?"

This rhetorical question, the truth, cannot be answered, because Gilgamesh ate all the rabbits, and the truth didn't taste a bite.

But after getting along with Gilgamesh for a long time, the truth of this tone is very understandable.She was not angry, but she was a little regretful that the level of roasted rabbit meat was not as good as that of roasted pig's trotters. Under Gilgamesh's watchful eyes, she naturally threw the essence of the rabbit leg that was going to be burned at the end into the fire, and it turned into coke.

"There are still too few seasonings here, and your human tastes seem to be different."

Facing the pickiest gourmet with a very low rate of praise, Truth explained optimistically,

"I'll try harder next time."

If it doesn't taste good, I won't give it to Jill, Wangwei is very precious!

The cold light of the stars intertwined with the warm light of the bonfire. Gilgamesh, who hadn't combed his hair for a long time, lost some sharpness between his brows, but his expression was not good either. There is an awkward softness between [Worthy Anger] and [Forgive your life if you know how to speak].

All in all it looks delicious.

Truth stared at Gilgamesh's lips for a while, her eyes drifting a little.

Obviously before, he was complacently trying to win Gilgamesh, but after being washed by Shamhat's tears, his appetite for truth seemed to have really been washed away.It smells really good, and I still have a lot of appetite, but I feel dull when I put it in my mouth.

Lonely men and widows, the moon is bright and the stars are rare, this should be a very romantic copy——

Looking up at the blond king's half-smile look, Truth felt awkward, so she turned her head away.

Kara.

It seemed to hear the sound of something being crushed.

Truth did not witness the moment when Gilgamesh's expression turned cold, she just felt a little cold suddenly.

It may be the atmosphere that freezes quickly as Gilgamesh's mood changes, or it may be the heat that Shamhat's tears evaporated, but more importantly, Truth suddenly remembered that foolish beauty... At the moment of turning his head, A light flashed through his mind.

Truth remembered who that silly beauty was.