I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

“We’re all human, it’s only right that we help each other,” Kron said, shaking his head.

"Well then, let me rest for a bit." The traveler opened the door and entered the room.

It was a small room built from a dug cave, containing only a simple straw bed and a dim oil lamp.

The traveler unwrapped the bandage that had been wrapped around his left hand.

The hand was black, with a cross on the back.

The traveler's hands were always wrapped in bandages, and his right hand was also black, with blue crystals inlaid on the back of his hand.

He lost both arms in an accident long ago, and these arms he has now are just replacements.

The Way of God (Crown clown)

Blaz Blue (Azure Spellbook)

This is the correct shape of his hands and arms.

However, the traveler has now settled down for the time being and has begun to organize the intelligence.

The information about this world was gradually compiled.

……

a few days later.

"Ah, let's go. Looks like I'm really unlucky," the traveler said, looking at Rick who was asking him to come along to investigate.

"No...you're just unlucky."

"There's no difference, right?"

To be honest, the traveler doesn't know much about Rick.

He is a "traveler", but he is also a warrior. This time, Rick probably has questions for the traveler and also hopes to see the traveler's true colors.

Well, it doesn't matter. He is who he is. No matter what his name is, he is just a traveler. That's all.

……

Head to the ruins located east of the settlement, as marked on the goblin map.

It is said that it was a forest elf city that was destroyed by a single blow from a winged creature in the past.

Information about the Forest Elf species is extremely valuable and precious.

You can't find any items by scavenging on the battlefield, and the knowledge you collect lacks many details.

After all, they don't use any props; they can solve everything with magic that doesn't require a catalyst.

The traveler landed on the ground thanks to his exceptional physical abilities.

Now, he and Rick have split up.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is really going too far... the so-called Skywing race."

Her pale golden eyes sparkled, and her long silver hair was exposed to the air.

The traveler exhales, the purified air entering their lungs.

He unwrapped the bandages from his arm, exposing his black right hand to the air.

Is anyone there...?

The traveler is not actually a very good time traveler.

In the first world he traveled to, his left arm was severed, and in the second world, his right arm was severed, and he also lost his left eye.

Despite this, he was not discouraged. His left and right arms had long been replaced. Although he could not see anything in his left eye normally, his eye had actually been transformed into something similar to his right eye.

After a long while, there was still no sound from the surroundings.

The traveler realized he was being overly sensitive, sighed, and wrapped the bandage back around his arm.

Then the traveler collected all the information for his assigned half and copied it into human language onto the paper he had brought.

"...Speaking of which, if I play Gate of Babylon like this...won't Jill kill me...?" The traveler stuffed the information into the golden ripples that appeared around him. "Well...probably."

Having gathered all the information, the traveler began searching for Rick based on his own senses.

“Hey—Rick, are you… are you…” the traveler called out, and then saw the scene before him.

A white-haired boy whose upper body clothes were torn to shreds was pinned to the ground by a black-haired girl whose entire body was made of machinery and who had pipes behind her.

Yes, and then the boy was being kissed by the girl.

The traveler suddenly felt that his brain's storage space was a bit insufficient, as the amount of information was slightly overwhelming.

"...Excuse me, excuse me, farewell." The traveler turned around, deciding to leave this troublesome place and sort out the jumbled information in his mind.

"Hey, let me explain, it's not what you think!"

The traveler turned around and looked at Rick with a suspicious gaze.

"I'm the one being oppressed! Look carefully!"

"[Question] Are you human too?"

The girl, dressed entirely in mechanical clothes, asked the traveler this question.

The traveler paused and thought for a moment.

"Perhaps, it's been like that for a long time. I've lost one of my human emotions, so for questions about humanity, ask the guy beneath you."

"Question: What is emotion?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know." The traveler turned around. "Come out when you're done, Rick-san."

Hey! Don't leave me all alone!

"Go for it, Mr. Rick, the lolicon."

"What's this 'lolicon' thing?! I don't! I'm not! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Don't worry about it..."

The traveler said nothing, but turned around and ran back to where he had been, waiting for them to finish what he needed to do.

"Machine race...?" The traveler wasn't stupid; he knew, of course, that Rick wasn't actually doing those weird R18 things.

Or rather, he even knew the identity of the girl who was pinning Rick down.

Mechs... a race whose bodies are all mechanical.

The creator god was "deactivated" (i.e., stripped of his "divine essence") in ancient times, and even the machine race itself has forgotten his name.

Every 437 individuals form a "Linked Body" to act together, with one as the command body, and below them are combat bodies, observation bodies, analysis bodies, design bodies, and so on, each with different functions. There are a total of 32 Linked Bodies in the Great War, and the so-called leader is the "All-Linked Command Body".

Once attacked or a strategy has been used, it will no longer be effective, and a race that can theoretically become infinitely powerful in an endless "war" can design equivalent weapons.

All data is synchronized and connected, so being hostile to an individual is equivalent to being hostile to the entire race. However, the Machine Race does not initiate attacks on its own; it only retaliates after being attacked. Therefore, other races are forbidden from being hostile to it. The Goblin Race records the Machine Race as a "dangerous species that should not be touched."

The only race besides the Skywing race to successfully kill a god during the "Great War".

This is information obtained by the traveler from inquiring with the [world].

"A strategy that's been used once will never work again?" The traveler sighed. "What a hassle."

He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. "When will I be able to find that feeling again?"

His eyes revealed a sense of vicissitude.

P.S.: After watching the NGL movie, wow, I was so moved that I had the idea to write this side story.

This extra chapter will be updated irregularly, but I can guarantee that each chapter will have at least 6,000 words. By the way, the protagonist is not Gil, but the traveler.

You can use your imagination to figure out the traveler's identity; ignore everything else. The traveler will not appear in the main text. That's all.

Then I will put these bonus chapters after the main text, and then put them in the bonus chapters at the beginning. There is also a New Year bonus chapter before that.

Chapter 221 Clues to the Fragments of the World!

"Hmph...this really does sound like his methods..." The wise king looked at the scene outside, "You should have seen it by now..."

……

"Hmm!" Jill saw the location of the world fragment; it was in someone's hands...

The name is...

Julian Eindsworth —

“Hey, the Eindsworth family is really troublesome,” Jill muttered.

“But… um, is Enkidu here too?” Gil looked into the distance. Ever since they retrieved the original form of the Chains of Heaven (Enkidu), Gil and Enkidu could sense each other’s presence whenever they were in the same world.

Like the current situation.

“But Ilya did a good job… Hmm… This magic power, it really did control Ozymandias’s class card?” Gil was slightly surprised that Ilya could actually control that class card.

"But is the Einzbern family's android technology really that advanced? Or has that arrogant and conceited fellow finally accepted Ilya?" Gil stroked his chin. "What a surprise."

"Alright, let's go pick up Enkidu first, and then we should meet at the agreed place." Gil summoned Vimana and simultaneously deactivated Caster's Class Card Dream Summon.

After using the Class Card, Jill sometimes experiences adverse reactions in her body.

However, this phenomenon will not occur after using a Class card that represents one's own potential.

The wise king had told him that once he was able to use at least two class cards simultaneously, he would tell Jill about the template creator.

Who knows what kind of person created that template, that would create something with such a twisted personality?

Could the creator be a masochist himself?

Jill thought about it and felt a little scared.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, I'm leaving.

……

Ten minutes later, as Jill had agreed with Ilya on the way, she headed to the school where Ilya and the others attended.

Meanwhile, Jill also found Blackie and Bajette on the road.

In this case……