Irin made a bold request.
Gilgamesh, who was sitting high on the throne, fell into silence.
With Gilgamesh as the center, a piercing murderous intent erupted in the palace.
Irin felt a pain between his eyebrows and subconsciously took two steps back.
In front of him.
Gilgamesh's figure seemed to have grown several times taller, making people feel fearful and unapproachable.
His murderous intent was real.
When Irin coveted the king's treasure, Gilgamesh reflexively wanted to kill him.
But fortunately, Gilgamesh restrained himself.
After a few seconds, Gilgamesh calmed down.
"No one can covet my treasure." Gilgamesh changed the topic. "The future of this war has long been decided."
"Oh?" Irin sneered. "Is this also what your eyes saw?"
Gilgamesh nodded. "This is Uruk's future."
Irin frowned. "But I am from the 'future'."
"No." Gilgamesh shook his head lazily on the throne. "That is your future, not Uruk's future."
Irin was speechless.
He felt that the conversation with this guy had reached a dead end.
He seemed to have an unusual obsession with the golden treasure.
He would rather die than lend it to him.
He flipped out when he borrowed it.
What kind of person was this?
So stingy?
Wasn't it just a Holy Grail?
Could he kill it?
Irin stood in the palace. Gilgamesh did not chase him away, and Irin did not give up either.
He had long expected that such a bold move like borrowing the Holy Grail would not go so smoothly.
But he did not expect it to be so difficult.
When Gilgamesh heard this, he even released his murderous intent.
If the current situation was not so urgent that Irin could no longer remain calm, he would not take the risk of offending Gilgamesh.
Based on his past experience, in the trial, if he wanted to do something for the people in the trial, he had to increase their favorability.
Only when the favorability was increased could he do whatever he wanted.
Not to mention the Holy Grail, which was a [Legendary] item.
However, King Gilgamesh was eccentric and did not like delicious food. Irin really could not think of a way to quickly increase Gilgamesh's favorability.
Bluff?
It wasn't easy to fool him.
Treasure exchange?
He didn't have any [Legendary] items on him to exchange.
Instantly, Irin fell into a deep dilemma.
Wait a minute.
Yi Lin suddenly recalled the words that Xiaoxi had once said.
Therefore, he advised, "Little … Ahem, time is not linear. There are all kinds of possibilities in the future. What you see may just be one of them. If you don't work hard, no one knows what the result will be. Think about it. Since we're here, what kind of changes should have happened? "
When Gilgamesh heard this, he did not hide the contempt in his eyes and said, "Ignorant mortal."
Irin was speechless. He clenched his fists. He really wanted to beat him up.
Gilgamesh rose from his throne.
"Benwang asked you to come here because I want to say something to you."
“？”
"Tonight, the gods will launch an all-out attack on Uruk. Uruk will be completely destroyed tonight. " Gilgamesh chuckled as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. "Use your foolish eyes to witness the end of Uruk!"
"No!"
Irin gritted his teeth. He was not a heroic spirit that could return to the Throne of Heroes after death. He was a living person. He was tricked into coming here. Once he died, he would truly be dead! Uruk could be destroyed, but he could not die! Definitely not!
"Lend me the Holy Grail!"
Irin took a step forward with a determined expression.
He could not die!
He could not!
Absolutely not!
As long as there was a glimmer of hope, Irin would not give up.
"Oh?" Hearing such a rude request again, Gilgamesh, who was coveting his treasures, sneered. "Lend? This Prince's treasures belong to this Prince. No one has ever dared to covet this Prince's treasure. The Holy Grail is the treasure of my treasures. If I lend it to you, other than giving up your lowly life, there is no other price to pay to borrow my Holy Grail. "
"Yes." Irin took a deep breath of the rich magic that filled the palace. "I will bring victory."
Gilgamesh was silent.
He was silent again.
He seemed to be touched.
"Enkidu."
The beautiful green-haired little male spirit, Enkidu, appeared behind Gilgamesh.
"Hualala —"
The golden "Heaven Lock" extended from the ripples that appeared behind Gilgamesh.
Irin's expression changed.
He tried to make a final effort.
"If I say that I am very close to your god, Xi 'er …"
Irin did not finish his words.
"Get lost."
The "Heaven Lock" was activated. Gilgamesh mercilessly pulled Irin out of the palace.
After mercilessly pulling Irin out of the palace.
Enkidu returned to the Spiritual Attachment state and floated beside Gilgamesh.
"Gil, you obviously wanted to lend it to him."
"Shut up, En."
"Hehe."
Enkidu covered his mouth and laughed. In order to avoid Gilgamesh's embarrassment, he disappeared from the palace in a blink of an eye.
"Victory …?"
In the empty palace.
Gilgamesh's cold voice echoed.
…
Irin lay on the cold ground.
He was motionless.
He raised his head and looked at the starry sky.
In the starry sky, the dazzling crack was clearly visible.
Inside the crack, a pair of red eyes peeked at this world.
The world.
What is it?
Uranus once said that the world was a ship, the universe was a river, and humans were just the sand in the river.
Then, what level of existence was the eyes peeping at this world outside the crack?
The more Irin came into contact with these level of existence, the more he felt that everything was shrouded in fog, and he could not distinguish clearly.
The whole city was filled with despair.
Despair became the main theme of Uruk.
No.
It was the main theme of the world.
The whole world was destroyed in an instant.
The people in Uruk might be the only population left in this world.
If this was the "history" that really happened in this world five thousand years ago, then, how did humans survive five thousand years later?
Why did Xiaoxi not appear?
What happened after today?
Irin felt very strange.
He felt like he was a little goldfish swimming in a lake, but he was swept into the tide called "history". He floated and sank, and was about to drown in the big waves.
"Rin."
Irin looked up at the starry sky.
A calm face appeared in front of Irin's line of sight, blocking the starry sky.
Irin lay flat, Miriam bent over, and the two of them looked at each other in this strange way for a while.
Irin pushed Miriam's face away with a straight face, so that the two of them would not accidentally bump into each other. He sat up, stared at Miriam, and identified her forehead for a while, and then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Are you hungry again?"
"Yes, I'm hungry …"
She lowered her head, and was actually a little shy.
"I'll give it to you."
But on second thought, it was time for dinner, so he couldn't blame her.
Then, Irin found a piece of meat in the city of despair, built a bonfire in front of the goddess statue, and roasted the meat over the bonfire.
Only then did he remember that as a "Caster," he had a job level skill called "Tool Creation."
Irin was still depressed about being whipped out of the palace twice by Gilgamesh, and while he was thinking about the probability of Gilgamesh dropping the Holy Grail after killing him, he activated the "Tool Creation" ability and poured magic into the meat.
It was complicated to say, but it was actually very simple. The mana within Kanzaki was so dense that Yi Lin could even clearly sense the flow of mana within his body. This was slightly different from the ethereal Mana Value he had before. Seiji skillfully spun his barbecue fork. Not long after, a fragrant aroma filled the air.
In the current state of despair, Irin swaggered into the shop to get food, and no one paid him any attention. While Irin roasted the meat, he set up a pot over the bonfire, picked some ingredients that he liked, and added them into the pot as if they were free.
Oh … it's really free.
His [Soul Cooking] skill was not to be underestimated. Ten minutes later, a bright light flashed, and almost the whole city was alarmed. Uruk people and soldiers began to move curiously to the light, wanting to see what the bright and fragrant ingredients were.
Moreover, the direction of the light and the fragrance came from was the goddess statue "Hope." Some people even boldly thought that the goddess had appeared.
When the surviving citizens of Uruk arrived at the Goddess Square in a scattered manner.
They were shocked to find that someone was actually roasting in front of the goddess statue.
Damn it!
How dare you!
Aren't you afraid of the goddess' anger?
More and more Uruk people came to watch.
Miriam gradually found that their behavior seemed to have provoked public anger.
But the smell of the barbecue and the pot was too fragrant. So Miriam silently clenched the sword in the lake, showing her silent support with action.
She would become Irin's strongest shield.
At first, the Uruk people were very angry.
But when they saw that the people roasting were the heroic spirits "Caster" and "Saber", they were suddenly angry but did not dare to say anything.
In the silence.
Some people's stomachs made a growling sound.
This … this is too fragrant!
Another light flashed.
It rose to the sky.
The moment Irin opened the lid of the pot, several colors of light stung the eyes of the Uruk people.
"Done."
Yi Lin smiled. She was very satisfied with her culinary skills.
Irin felt the attributes of the large piece of barbecue and the pot and was surprised.
"Inspire", "Inspire", "Exhilarate", and "Vitality".
Mixed Stew and Barbecued Meat had these four different buffs.
"It's … it's a bit awesome."
Even Irin himself was a little surprised.
The food that he casually cooked had these effects.
There was an Uruk child whose entire body was filthy. Finally, he could not endure the torment of the stench. His feet floated in space as he involuntarily moved closer to Yi Lin and Miriam.
"Do you want to eat?"
Irin cut a piece of juicy barbecue.
The child nodded vigorously.
Miriam's movements were even faster. She did not wait for Irin to do anything and directly tore a large piece off and chewed on it on the spot.
Her ahoge was trembling violently. Other than eating, she did not have the time to exclaim.
"So, so, so delicious!"
The expression on the child's face was unpredictable.
He let out an unprecedented exclamation.
The child's exclamation attracted the other Uruk people.
Some people did not believe it and went forward to try.
Then … they fell.
Then … more and more Uruk people fell for the taste of food.
No one dared to pursue Irin's crime of barbecuing in front of the goddess' statue.
Because it was too fragrant!
Too fragrant!
The whole city was shocked!
All the Uruk people rushed to tell each other that the goddess had manifested, and that food that did not belong to this world had appeared in Uruk.
Ten minutes later.
All the Uruk people came to eat with ceramic bowls.
Some even took the initiative to carry a piece of thigh meat on their shoulders, asking Irin to barbecue more meat.
Irin could not help but laugh. But he found that unknowingly, the atmosphere of despair in Uruk was swept away with this meal.
"Look, this is the power of good food."
Irin said to Miriam proudly.
After painstakingly barbecuing the meat and cooking it in a pot, Irin and Miriam retreated to the bonfire. The two of them looked at the crowd of diners. Irin sighed.
"No." Miriam wiped her mouth in satisfaction. She was full and could not eat anymore. She patted her belly and shook her head with a smile. "This is your power."
Miriam ate the most.
She naturally had the right to speak.
After eating so much food, she felt the fatigue and negative emotions in her body gradually disappear as the food stimulated her taste buds and vibrated in her stomach. This food contained a magical power.
The two of them were silent for a moment.
Miriam raised her head and looked at the stars. With a sonorous voice, she said, "We can win!"
Irin looked at Miriam in surprise.
He felt that Miriam should not be so naive to have survived until now.
Seven Heroic Spirits died, only two remained.
Less than a thousand of the tens of thousands of Uruk soldiers survived.
The next wave of attacks from the Other Tribes would definitely be even fiercer.
In such a situation, Irin could not think of any other way to let them leave alive other than the Holy Grail.
However, Miriam still said these words in such a hopeless situation.
Could they win?
Irin was speechless.
From the beginning to the end, he had been thinking about the same question.
Why did the Seven Heroic Spirits appear in this era?
What effect did their existence have on this period of history?
If not …
Miriam saw that Irin was "depressed" and did not speak. She patted Irin's shoulder hard and said, "I swear in the name of my ancestors that in the end, I will fight with you until the last moment of my life. I will never betray you! I will repay you for cooking for me! "
As she spoke, Miriam clenched her fist and extended it.
Irin was hit so hard that his bones hurt. He really wanted to say, "Brother, please be gentle." However, after hearing Miriam's words, Irin's eyes flashed. After a few seconds of silence, he also extended his fist.
Their fists lightly bumped into each other in midair.
"Good."
Miriam seemed to have forgotten something.
The "glory of her ancestors" that she had been searching for was still in Irin's body.
Irin also temporarily forgot his original intention of coming to the Tower of War server.
Now, the two of them were the only two survivors in this trial. In order to leave alive, they had reached an agreement.
…
While the city was dividing the roasted meat and cooking.
Above the palace.
Gilgamesh coldly looked at all of this.
The lifeless Uruk seemed to have been reinvigorated by this insignificant food.
Enkidu appeared behind Gilgamesh and smiled.
"Gil, it seems like … we don't need your speech anymore."
"Presumptuous. Hmm." Gilgamesh raised his head and retorted, "In this world, there is nothing that can replace the king's encouragement."
"Is that so?"
Enkidu covered his mouth and laughed, then secretly disappeared.
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
Step by step, step by step, Gilgamesh walked to the edge of the palace.
His heavy footsteps were like the sound of a drum, reverberating in the air.
With every step he took, from the ripples behind him, a piece of golden armor would automatically stick to his body.
When he reached the edge of the palace, he had already completed the transformation process.
The shining golden armor was especially dazzling under the night sky.
The citizens who were almost done eating raised their heads and looked in the direction of the golden light.
"King!"
"King!"
"King …"
Some people hurriedly finished the food in their mouths and shouted the king's name.
King Gilgamesh's eyes opened and closed, completing the process of turning from red to gold.
"To all the citizens of Uruk …"
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