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Only this time, she understood what the other party might be thinking.

"Since you dare to make such a comment, it means you already have some thoughts about this series, right?"

"Gilgamesh, why don't you tell me what you've learned? Perhaps with one more person understanding, your perspective will become more refined."

"..."

"Mother." Ian looked at Rugobanda. "There must still be people in Uruk who are dissatisfied with my father. I often hear various comments about him."

"..."

"That's normal, Gilgamesh." Ning Sang didn't shy away from the question. "No matter what decision or choice we make, there will always be people who support and those who don't. If we dwell on this, things will get complicated."

"So, as long as we can stand on the side of the majority, I think that's fine."

"No, mother."

Ian shook his head.

"That's the problem—"

"Under normal circumstances, standing on the side of the vast majority is indeed a very good choice, and there is no need to worry about any problems."

"but now……"

Ian took a deep breath, as if facing some terrible thought.

"The situation is different."

"no the same……?"

Ning Sang frowned.

This time, she really didn't think about where her decision was wrong - is it wrong to walk on the path that most people are willing to see?

Not to mention... this was a decision made by herself and her husband Lugopanda.

"Gilgamesh, I don't understand you."

"It's okay, Mother. Let me tell you something," Ian said calmly. "Standing on the side of the majority means there will always be a minority that opposes us."

"Although that may not be worth mentioning in terms of countervailing power, the key to the problem lies in your presence, mother."

"Just imagine, if you, mother, were an enemy of ours, and within a few days of father's death, you saw a woman ascend to power, what would you think? What would you do?"

"..."

Ian's words woke Ning Sang up.

She quickly continued thinking along this line of thought, and then came up with an obvious answer.

"It will be considered that I killed your father and took power..."

Muttering these words to himself, Ning Sang suddenly understood everything his son had said.

"So...I can't take my place, is that what you mean?"

"It seems Mother understands what I mean." Ian smiled slightly. "Then, although Mother may not be afraid of such a thing, it should be a big shock to the people of Uruk."

"Over time, the trust that my father built up might be destroyed by my mother."

"..."

Although it sounded a bit extreme, Ning Sang knew that what his son said was right.

"Then Gilgamesh, what are you going to do..."

"You, should have your own plan, right?"

"I do have such a plan—" Ian looked at Ning Sang who was lying across the bed, "but if I say it out loud, it might make you, mother, a little unhappy."

"..."

"It's okay, go ahead—" Ning Sang said magnanimously, "Now that things have come to this, I wouldn't be surprised if you said something terrible."

"That……"

Ian touched his father Rugobanda's hand which was gradually becoming cold.

"I hope my father can live a little longer."

"what?"

Although Ning Sang was very surprised, he also felt that your words were somewhat disrespectful of your generation.

【but--】

Because of your insightful words earlier, she realized that you didn't say that casually.

She's willing to listen to your reasons.

【And in fact, you did tell her your thoughts. 】

If his father, Rugopanda, were still "alive," those who had opinions about him would never dare to act rashly.

[As long as you can hold on until you are qualified to inherit the throne, everything will be fine.]

This is clearly a crazy plan, and Ning Sang certainly couldn't fail to understand that.

[She also knew that achieving this state of "being alive" was not an easy task—at least it would have to start some time after Rugopanda's death.]

[Otherwise, when the body undergoes some degree of change, even if you want to do something, it won't be possible.]

[At the same time, the news must be suppressed immediately - otherwise, once it spreads, it will become a farce that will engulf the entire Uruk.]

[But Ning Sang never expected that after she raised these questions, you would actually directly provide a corresponding solution.]

Regarding the disposal of the remains, you have already instructed Siduri to prepare flowers and some metal to mask the smell.

[As for the news being blocked, you even told the maid who knew about the situation to keep silent early on.]

Everything seems so incredible, as if you already had a series of methods to achieve these ideas the moment you learned of your father's death.

"Gilgamesh, you are terrifying."

After leaving such a comment on his own child, Ning Sang finally agreed with your idea.

[This will be a drama that "deceives" the entire Uruk.]

【The plan has begun.】

A month later, in the Uruk Palace.

Siduri was walking step by step, greeting people who knew her from time to time. After exchanging a few words, she continued walking forward.

only--

Whether you have talked to her or not, no one could notice the expression on Siduri's face that was enough to make people feel depressed.

Yes.

That's the behavior you'll see when you have something on your mind.

Finally, amidst this intertwined emotional change, Siduri arrived at the last aisle.

That is the path that leads to the top of the Uruk Palace if you reach the end.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Sidhuli comes there.

But at this moment, the person standing under the sun and basking in the light was no longer the tall king, but a small figure.

"Gilgamesh, here I come."

"..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Ian gradually came back to his senses from looking at the distant scenery, and then looked at where Siduri was.

The originally stiff expression gradually softened, leaving only some things that could be called "emotions".

"Siduri, you are a true believer in keeping your promise."

“It’s faster than I thought.”

"Of course," Siduri replied with a smile. "After all, you've repeatedly stressed this. If I still don't take it seriously, that would be a bit too much."

"is it?"

"Then begin—tell me everything I want to know."

"it is good."

[According to the agreement between you and her, Siduri reported what she had seen and heard in the past month.]

【First, of course, there is the issue of information dissemination. 】

The news of your father Rugopanda's death is now known only to you, Siduri, and your mother Nengsang.

As for the maids at the beginning, and the guards who might have heard something, Ning Sang had eliminated any possibility of them knowing by some unknown means.

【In this way, the expectations of your original plan have been realized. 】

【The second is the act of proving that your father Rugopanda is still "alive."】

[What you asked Siduri to prepare earlier took effect in a very short time.]

No one could tell from his appearance that Rugopanda was a deceased king.

[Around him, there is only the smell of blooming flowers. ]

[And your mother, Ninsang, would often "take" your father, Rugobanda, on a modified cart, occasionally touring the city of Uruk, handling matters of concern to the people.]

【Yes. 】

Everything went just as you planned. No one knew the truth about your father's death. It was as if he had never left Uruk.

"Really? It seems to be going well."

Listening to Siduri's report, Ian sighed.

"I thought there would be more surprises - now it seems that it is not that complicated."

"More surprises..." Siduri frowned.

"Yes."

Ian nodded.

"After all, not everyone is so easy to fool."

“There’s always going to be someone who’s incredibly smart, and there’s always going to be someone who’s incredibly careful—I have to take those possibilities into account.”

"Do you have any other countermeasures?"

Siduri was shocked again.

"Yeah." Ian nodded. "I've thought of at least five ways it might be useful—but now it seems like none of them might be useful."

"Alright."

“It’s better to have less things to do than more things to do.”

"..."

Faced with Gilgamesh's maturity far beyond his age, Siduri's lips twitched in surprise at first, and then gradually calmed down.

"really--"

"Gilgamesh, who became king, possesses wisdom beyond imagination."

"you……"

"He is someone worthy of my admiration."

Although she is older, Siduri expressed her admiration very frankly.