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"You're being ridiculous—you're actually going to face this weird thing alone. Aren't you afraid something might go wrong?"

"..."

"I know you're worried about me, Siduri."

Ian leaned against the edge of the bathtub, then raised his head and looked at Siduri who was standing there.

"However, it is precisely because of the king that I need to move forward alone."

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be like telling everyone that I'm going to do something potentially dangerous?"

"You should know the consequences of that better than I do."

"..."

Siduri certainly understood what Ian meant - the king's every move would affect the direction of Uruk.

If the king feels danger, then the horns of Uruk will sound;

If the king feels terrified, then the spears of Uruk will retreat.

Yes.

This is a country determined by Ian's attitude alone, so every action must be taken with extreme caution.

Siduri, of course, understood this.

"I know what you mean, King."

"But you do this..."

Before Siduri could finish her words, Ian stretched out his hand and stopped her from speaking.

"Shut up."

"Then come and help me bathe."

"I don't need you to say anything more about my decision. I have my own plans."

"But... there are some things I can tell you."

"..."

[Although Siduri still has some complaints about your behavior.]

[But she still unwaveringly fulfilled her previous promise - that is, no matter what, she would treat you as her king who would follow her lead.]

There was a pop.

There was a gentle sound of water splashing in the bathtub.

Siduri came into the bathtub and approached Ian.

"So--"

As an assistant officer, she took out some things she had prepared in advance and gently sprinkled them on the water.

Those were petals of various flowers and spices, things that only people of Ian's status could use.

"king."

"Please allow me to wipe your back."

"it is good."

Ian did not object to Siduri's actions and quickly gave her the opportunity to do so.

It must be said that although her daily status is second only to Ian's own assistant, Siduri's serving skills have reached the level of perfection.

As for why this happens, the reason is actually much simpler than you might think.

Since he is a noble king——

Then what he deserved was the most perfect service that the country of Uruk could offer.

of course.

Sidulli would definitely be worried if she let other people do this kind of thing.

After all, with his temper, if there was even the slightest mistake, there would probably be blood splattered everywhere on the spot, right?

It’s better not to do that kind of thing.

"king--"

"Does this feeling feel okay?"

"..."

"Wang, why don't you speak?"

"Nothing," Ian shook his head, "I just feel a little sorry."

“What a pity…?”

"Ah."

Ian nodded.

"Your service skills are so perfect, yet I cannot grant you a higher status."

"It's really a waste."

"..."

Sidulli's expression was stunned at first, and then there was a bit of indescribable joy and hesitation.

But in the end, all of this turned into a smile of relief.

"Wang, if you say so, you have somewhat misunderstood what I meant."

"Did I misunderstand you...?"

"Yes."

Siduri nodded.

"You have to understand one thing. Perhaps my feelings for you have indeed exceeded the ordinary range. It can even be said that they are deeper than you can imagine."

"But that will absolutely not change one thing—that you are still the king of Uruk, the ruler of this land, and the one who led everyone in rebellion against the heavens."

"So……"

Siduri leaned forward and then pressed against Ian's back.

"You should have known—"

"You are not an existence that belongs exclusively to anyone, but one of the few blessings in this land."

"Then accepting me would be a bit absurd."

"Wang, do you understand what I'm saying?"

"..."

Ian was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha--!!!"

"Siduri, do you want me to favor all the women in Uruk?"

"If the king is willing, it is not impossible."

Siduri smiled slightly.

"I think that for them, the night they spent with the king must be something worth remembering for a long time."

"is it?"

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous.

After all, the two people sitting in the bathtub at this moment are real people who once had a one-night stand.

Maybe he realized that this feeling was not good.

Siduri rubbed Ian's back and continued:

"So--"

"Wang, what exactly did you want to tell me just now?"

"..."

Ian quickly responded to Siduri's question.

"I went to see the rumored 'clod' and learned its name."

"Enkidu, well, that's quite interesting."

"..."

Siduri quickly noticed the joy hidden in Ian's words.

"King, you look very happy."

"..."

"Really?" Ian asked back.

"Yes." Siduri leaned on his shoulder with a smile. "It's been a long time since I saw Wang with such an expression."

"I guess that being called Enkidu must be quite special."

"..."

Siduri's words made Ian fall into a brief contemplation, and then he quickly spoke:

"Actually, if you really want to say it, I don't think Enkidu is that special."

"But I just feel..."

"He has a feeling very similar to me, that's why I care so much about him."

"..."

Siduri held Ian's hand and spoke softly.

"Could it be that... the king feels that he has found his kind?"

"similar?"

Ian answered while gently stroking Siduri's long hair that fell in front of her.

"It is impossible for this king to have any kind of equal."

"Otherwise, how can you still be called a king?"

"That's not necessarily the case."

Siduri shook her head.

"The king is not alone—at least in my opinion, the king shouldn't be alone."

"However, if the king wants to be alone, that is not impossible."

"But before that, try to make as many friends as possible. You might find someone who's interesting enough to interest you."

"..."

"Too."

In a rare move, Ian acknowledged what someone else had said.

"Sidulli, what you said is actually very similar to what I think."

"So, I have also taken corresponding actions—"

"Act accordingly." Siduri leaned forward and leaned on Ian. "Let me guess—"

"King, you have not invited Enkidu to Uruk, have you?"

"..."

"You really do understand what I mean." Ian nodded. "Do you... have a way to peek into my mind?"