To become a king and a magician

"This is proof that you're mentally exhausted from working overtime every day. Go get some sleep later, or you'll die from overwork."

"It's not your place to arrange my schedule. I know my own limitations perfectly well," Gilgamesh chuckled. "So, what's the other matter? You said you had two things to report to me, right? What's the other one?"

“I met Enkidu. I happened to meet Enkidu, who was on his way there for some reason, while I was conducting a water quality survey in the Persian Gulf.”

"Is that so?"

The smile on his face vanished instantly. After a moment of silence, Gilgamesh replied rather calmly, "So, what was the result? You two fought, didn't you? Don't tell me you were driven back by him."

"No, in terms of the result, it was my victory. Thirty percent of his soul was corrupted by my Mystic Eyes, but Enkidu escaped before the corruption was complete."

"..."

Gilgamesh's expression grew increasingly serious.

39. Cattle can only be raised with the consent of the family members.

In the past, because he killed the Bull of Heaven along with Gilgamesh, Enkidu's actions were regarded as rebellion by the gods, and therefore his body and soul were shattered.

Gilgamesh witnessed the death of his dearest friend right there.

And now, even though it's not the same person, but merely a fake occupying the body of her best friend, hearing that the other person's soul has been corrupted still brings back those past memories uncontrollably.

"The erosion of the soul... huh? Your demonic eyes have this kind of effect, huh?"

“Well, let’s call it the ‘Erosion Eyes’ for now.” Xia Chuanhu nudged the Demon Eye Killer and explained, “It’s unlimited in number. Any spirit or soul that exists within the field of vision of these Demon Eyes will be eroded and turned into a puppet or slave that is completely obedient to me. And currently, the erosion is irreversible. Even I can’t undo it.”

"Ten years ago, during the Holy Grail War, it was with these Mystic Eyes that I sent you, who had already become a Servant, back to the Throne of Heroes."

Goo!

Upon hearing Xia Chuanhu's sudden additional explanation, Gilgamesh's expression momentarily showed displeasure.

but--

"As an example to explain the effects of your Magic Eye in detail, could you give one that would be easier for me to understand?"

Natsukawa Torato's Mystic Eyes possess a powerful effect that even many of the treasures in the Gate of Babylon cannot completely withstand.

Even though Gilgamesh could understand this, he still felt somewhat dissatisfied.

With a smile, Natsukawa Torato continued, "In the battle against Enkidu, my original intention was to use these Mystic Eyes to completely corrupt his soul. This was the most direct way I could think of to destroy him."

Enkidu's body is immortal in a certain sense, and it is impossible to completely destroy him by ordinary means.

not to mention--

“That’s your dearest friend’s body. It wouldn’t be good to destroy it completely again. In the end, the situation is that an outsider pilot has taken over the old machine. So, we just need to get rid of that pilot. The machine itself can be preserved. Once everything has settled down, we can bury it in the underworld.”

"have a finger in the pie."

Gilgamesh straightened his collar: "Alright, I understand what you mean, but that imposter Enkidu has already escaped, hasn't he? And you didn't even chase after him?"

"Well... actually, I mainly wanted to ask for your opinion." Natsukawa Tora laughed. "Just like surgery requires the consent of the family, I also wanted to ask for your opinion on my actions. After all, you and Enki are the closest of friends, and my actions are, in a sense, trampling on your relationship."

It erodes their soul and takes control of their body.

No matter how flowery the language used to embellish or conceal it, Natsukawa Tora's actions were indeed intended to take Enkidu for himself.

This is something Gilgamesh absolutely cannot tolerate.

After a brief silence on the throne, Gilgamesh nodded: "Yes, do as you wish, Holy Sword Wielder. Rather than letting that monstrous soul, which came from who-knows-where, continue to occupy Enkidu's body, it's better to free him sooner rather than later."

“I understand. Since this is your decision, I will completely corrupt and shatter Enkidu’s soul when we meet next time.”

"Yes, thank you for your hard work... You may leave now. Also, tell the ministers and soldiers outside that we will resume handling state affairs in ten minutes. I need to take a short rest."

After saying this, Gilgamesh rested his cheek on one hand and closed his eyes.

Working through the night for eight consecutive days and for more than 72 hours straight, even the strongest body can't withstand it. Gilgamesh definitely needs rest.

At the same time, you also need to adjust your mood.

He was the kind of person who wouldn't bring personal feelings into his work, but even Gilgamesh needed time to accept the fact that his best friend had passed away a second time.

After glancing at Gilgamesh sleeping on the throne, Natsukawa Torato turned and walked out of the Divine Tower.

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Chaldea Embassy.

When Natsukawa Torato returned, all he saw was Sajou Rei, who was cleaning.

Seeing her master return, Sajou Rei stopped what she was doing and smiled, "Welcome back, Master. You've finally decided to come back after being away for more than four days."

"There are some things to take care of. What about the others?"

Morgan is still maintaining the barrier at the North Wall, while Merry, along with Fujimaru and Mash, is heading to the North Wall to complete the task of transporting supplies ordered by King Gilgamesh.

We've been at this singularity for about half a month now.

By continuously fulfilling civilian commissions, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash gained some recognition from Gilgamesh and were given some missions related to the Demonic Front, which involved traveling to and from the North Wall.

They are, after all, two combatants who are still somewhat useful, so it's a real shame to leave them in Uruk to do farm work.

Adding in Akuta and Xiang Yu, who had already gone to the North Wall and hadn't returned, almost everyone is now on the Warcraft front.

"Lingyi, why didn't you go?"

"Because we need to wait here for you to return, Master."

As Sajou Rei helped Natsukawa Torama take off his coat, she said, "This is where Master and we live in Uruk, so you can consider it our 'home.' When Master is busy working outside, as his maid and lover, I naturally stay here to wait for Master to return."

"That's only natural, my dear [Prince]~~~"

Hearing Sajou Rei and Sajou Aika's slightly playful yet sincere words, Natsukawa Torama smiled slightly: "It's really been a hassle for you to keep doing this. Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry; I haven't eaten anything since noon yesterday."

"In that case..."

Sajou Rei returned to the kitchen and took out a butter cake from her homemade makeshift refrigerator: "This was made by Tomoe Gozen and me last night. Although it's been sitting overnight and the flavor isn't at its best, if Master doesn't mind—"

"Okay, this one will do."

He defrosted the butter cake as he placed his hand on it, then grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

If the master minds, then we'll make a new one.

Sajou Rei, who had intended to say that, could only laugh and drop the sentence when she saw Natsukawa Torama already eating with goat milk. Her master could even accept leftovers, a habit supposedly formed from hard times long ago.

Thinking of this, Sajou Rei couldn't help but say, "One cake probably isn't enough. Please wait a moment, I'll go prepare lunch."

"Oh, thank you for your trouble, please give me more meat."

"As ordered."

40. The Night Before the Decisive Battle

At the same time.

Beyond the northern wall of Uruk lies a city called Nippur, which was not protected and entered the monster front.

At its highest point, King Gu was lying on his back on the ground.

pain.

This is the only real feeling he has right now.

Ever since that blond man's demonic gaze fell upon him last night in the Persian Gulf, a torment originating from his very soul has been plaguing Jingu's heart and body.

It looked like countless ants were gnawing at it.

It felt like being sliced ​​off piece by piece with a blade.

Jin Gu clutched his chest tightly, beads of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and he was panting heavily.

"Haa...haa...haa...damn it..."

As the only new human in the future, Kingu never imagined that he would end up in such a painful situation.

He is the child born from the goddess of monsters, a being far superior to all existing humans, and should be the most perfect individual. Even King Gilgamesh could not possibly rival him!

Jingu has always believed this.

He was reduced to this state simply because he was only glanced at. Originally, he was just routinely checking the situation there; eliminating Natsukawa Tiger was merely a side effect and a spur-of-the-moment decision...

Eliminate, not allowed.

"Whoosh—!"

Like an old television set malfunctioning, a flash of static suddenly appeared in Jin Gu's mind, and the image of Xia Chuanhu with his demonic eyes was mixed in with the static screen and disappeared in an instant!

Again.

"Bang----!"

Enraged, Jingu swung his arm and slashed the ground, creating a huge crack!

"Damn it, why is it happening again? Why is that guy...?"

Xia Chuanhu's image would appear in Jingu's mind from time to time.

Ever since realizing that his soul had been corrupted by Xia Chuanhu, this situation has been happening to Jingu, like a persistent nightmare that continues to torment and even erode his spirit.

What exactly did that man do to me?

Besides corrupting his soul, what else did that man do to him?

"boom!"

He slammed his fists into the ground beneath him, shattering it!

Kneeling in the crater, enduring the constant, subtle yet profound pain surging from the depths of his soul, Jin Gu, covered in cold sweat, gritted his teeth.

We must find out.

We have to kill that man.

Killing is not allowed.

The corrupted part of the soul seemed to be crying out like this.

"I'm sick!"

"Boom!"