Story of Longevity

"How about? Guise, do you think Gilgamesh will let me be his master?"

[I feel hungry...]

Xingke used remote casting to switch the third-person perspective. Seeing that Illya could grow tentacles at any time, Xingke felt that he was very dangerous.

[I think Gilgamesh shouldn't be a magic profession who likes to enjoy live octopus whiskers. He likes a genderless little clay figure. 】

"Then beat him down and let him sign an unfair contract with me in the tentacles."

Under the big hood, Illiya's voice became a little gloomy and moist, but she didn't know whether it was her deliberate or the special effect of this Cos costume.

After contacting Hassan Chobe Fu, who was full of eighty-eight people on the field, Illya knew Gilgamesh's current address immediately.

"Yeah..." Illiya was a little puzzled in the same place.

【what happened? Is Gilgamesh dead? 】

"No, he is still alive, it's just where he stays now, it's not easy to do it..."

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Fuyuki City in broad daylight is as peaceful as ever.

The seaside has a pleasant climate, and even now it’s winter, the air is still fresh and moist.

The Weiyuan River running through the north and south of the city faithfully divides the city of Winterwood into two halves, making this land more active than other places, and it can be regarded as an outstanding place.

However, the vitality of the spiritual veins brings more than the vitality of the body to the people on both sides of the strait, and the increase in the chance of birth of natural magicians, and so on.

Even a piece of land cannot be avoided.

People who live in the city of Fuyuki during the day don’t know that if they are very close to them, even foreigners who eat and drink at their neighboring tables, it may be a horrible treasure and it can be destroyed. The [oldest king] of your family.

Of course, generally speaking, the oldest Mr. King would not have the same knowledge as the ants.

However, in general, ordinary people will not meet the oldest king eating and drinking at the table next to you...

This is a bar where business will be very good at night, and will only serve some light meals during the day. However, because the decoration of the store is very atmospheric, the address of the store is also located on the riverside of Weiyuan River, so in normal times, even in the daytime, there will be many young couples here for leisure and rendezvous.

Yes, usually...

"Um... this guest... the alcohol level in our store is slightly higher, if you continue like this..."

"Noisy!—"

The voice full of majesty and oppression interrupted the only reminder of the bar clerk.

The poor lady clerk was also scared and speechless by some kind of pressure she could not see.

"Owner! ~ Don't be wordy, continue serving wine, different kinds!"

Hearing the voice of the command of the "foreigner" with golden hair and red eyes, the beard shop owner who was pretending to be wiping the wine glass behind the counter had sweat dripping from his forehead.

Turning his head to look at the sharp pile of shiny gold nuggets and diamonds that the guest threw on the counter, he judged that the voice of the voice just now was clear, and it hadn't been the way he had been drinking since early morning.

As a result, the owner, who had been frightened by the atmosphere in the store, was heartbroken and determined to take out the craftsmanship he had kept for many years from the concealed insulation safe under the counter floor.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for the purchase of this bottle of craft beer, his store would be three times the size now. But today, he offered this bottle of treasure for an unknown guest, which is equivalent to offering the most valuable collection of his first half of his life as a wine lover... He must be possessed.

"You are indeed possessed..."

I don't know where it came from, a dark and moist female voice appeared in the store, and explained unclearly:

"The rule named [Golden Rule] allows him to make a lot of money in any transaction, even if he first paid a small amount of remuneration, you have to pay a more expensive price for this, and actively let him earn Valuable things... really unscrupulous skills."

Obviously, there should be only three people in the store, the owner who hasn’t slept since last night, the female clerk who came to work this morning and the "foreigner" customer, but the fourth voice that suddenly appeared was the only one. Breaking through the halo of "irrelevant people retreating" that the "foreign guests" carried, sitting in the store smoothly, this bar is today's second guest.

"Well, this guest, do you need something..." The owner was startled and asked respectfully.

The unique voice of the fourth guest made the owner of the shop wonder why he suddenly felt a lot clearer, as if he was on the beach with a fresh sea breeze.

"Nothing is needed. I have something to do with him. You can go to rest now." The fourth guest replied softly.

But it was such a sentence that made Mr. shopkeeper amnesty.

Finally there is the existence of this strange foreigner who can cope with the coercion.

So, apart from anything else, the owner of the shop turned his head to greet the young clerk to go to the back kitchen. But I don’t know what psychology is at work. The owner of the shop looked at the collection in his hand, and finally did not take it back. Instead, he respectfully put it on the blond foreigner’s table, bowed and said:

"Please taste it within an hour after three minutes, this is the best."

Then the beard shop owner with blood and tears in his heart quickly disappeared with the clerk. Regardless of whether this piece of land is his property, he did not even look at the gold and gems on the counter, and he was very "cool exit".

In an instant, the coercive atmosphere in the store raised several levels and became a real "place of right and wrong".

Time passed quietly, and three minutes soon arrived.

Gilgamesh woke up from silence and said nothing. First, he opened the "Treasure Wine" on the table and tasted it, frowned and said:

"Huh, just so-so, foolish people's wine is of this level."

"You still drink it if it's not good, are you a masochist?" Illya despised the arrogant man like Gilgamesh.

At least if it was a good time when I was young, now I am completely disabled.

"Even if it is a wine, it is also a tribute from the people to this king. It is the king's obligation to taste and evaluate it."

Gilgamesh spoke normally of course, and then took a second bite in his mouth.

"Speaking of paying tribute, it is obviously that your unscrupulous skills are playing a role. You bought it from others, and they cherished half of your life, OK?" Yi Liya's tone was full of disdain.

With a ding—Gilgamesh put down the cup, and said with a hint of anger:

"... Bastard, do you want to die? If you dare to insult this king's skills twice, is it possible that you think this king is very generous?"

Illya was not to be outdone, a magical power full of dark water vapor offset Gilgamesh's majesty, and made a sound from under the hood, laughing:

"Why do you say that you have the skill of [Unscrupulous], don't you know it yourself?"

[Golden Rule] It is not a fantasy alchemy made out of nothing. Its existence is only to allow the owner to never be troubled by money, instead of creating wealth.

All wealth in this world is fixed. Since the golden rule can allow a person to gain more wealth, doesn't it mean that someone will lose their due wealth because of this unscrupulous skill?

"Compared with Iskandar's blatant robbery, your silent method of taking money from someone else's pocket is simply [unscrupulous] impossible... people can't even apply for insurance for accidental loss of property. "

【Crack————】

The glass was shattered, and the blood-red wine, with the aroma of ageing, dropped from the nails of the hero King Gilgamesh to the ground...

"[Magic (Caster)]!-Your tone reminds me of someone."

A ray of red light flashed in Gilgamesh's eyes, and the words of anger overflowed from his teeth.

"Well, I know who I am like. I can't help it. I was taken by that guy for a long time. Don't blame me."

"Sure enough... Are you also an outsider."

Enduring the corner of his eyes, Gilgamesh said something unexpected for Ilia:

"The real [Magic (Caster)] has been killed by the nasty little girl [Sword Knight (Saber)]. You are another intruder who resurrects the body..."

"Oh! ~ You guessed it, so the conversation between us seems to be much faster."

"Isn't that of course!? Bastard! ~

How can the wisdom of this king be contemplated by you outside pests! ——"

Gilgamesh's eyes were full of anger. Even if he didn't have enough magic power and strength to make the intruder in front of him pay the price, his wisdom alone was extraordinary as he said.

Even if the current Gilgamesh does not have such a magical skill as the [All-Knowing Almighty Star], Gilgamesh can't become a fool because of the lack of a skill...Although it is usually not reflected because of arrogance.

"When I saw the [beast] that obviously couldn't survive in this piece of heaven and earth, the answer was already obvious! You pests above the gods obviously came from outside the world, the other end of the vortex of roots came to invade the Holy Grail ..."

"Okay, okay, it looks like you guess it's not far from ten, then I won't talk nonsense—"

Ilia waved her hand to interrupt the reasoning of the famous detective Gilgamesh, and moved the topic to the next link:

"Gilgamesh, be my [Servant] and let me drive it!"

"Do not make jokes!--"

A golden ripple appeared behind Gilgamesh, and he was about to use up his last magic power to fight Ilia:

"You moths not only used the king’s treasures, disturbed the king’s afterlife in this world, reduced the king to a joke, shortened the time for the king’s arrival, and now you want to make the king your servant. What is ridiculous..."

"I can provide you with the magic power you need, and there is almost no limit." Illya said evilly, playing with the human leather book in her hand.

"..."

"I can also ask you to seek revenge from the person you hate, and use the magic as you like." Seeing Gilgamesh did not reply, Ilia continued.

"..."

However, the conditions offered by Iliya calmed Gilgamesh's face.

"Holy Grail or something, if you want..."

"Shut up, bastard." Gilgamesh was extremely angry, but his face was quiet and cold--

"Who do you think this king is?! This king is the oldest and first king, the only ruler between heaven and earth!

I will always be the only person who makes the conditions and let me agree. No one can make this king obey him for something! ——

Gods can’t do it, that golden [giant beast] can’t do it, neither can you! ——"

There was no warmth in the words, and Gilgamesh ignored Ilia's thoughts after speaking. He sat down again and found a cup, ready to enjoy his tribute.

After seeing the star carving transformation [Star carving dragon], knowing that Tosaka Shichen and Yanfeng Kirei were all dead in the hands of Eomiya Kirito, Fuyuki City no longer has the qualifications to provide him with the end. After the magician, Gilgamesh was able to show his spirit body and drink in a bar by the river with the last skill of [Combat Endurance].

This has it all.

Knowing that he was almost bound to lose, Gilgamesh had no reason to win.

He didn't want the Holy Grail in the first place, and now there is no opponent to please him~www.ltnovel.com~The Holy Grail is also occupied by outsiders... Then he might as well use the last time to taste the wine and welcome his own At the last moment, enjoy some more.

Enjoy the prosperity of the world, dissipate when it should dissipate, and enjoy when it should be enjoyed-after all, he is just a loser who was bitten to death by a snake on the way, not the one who has completed the trial and gained eternal life. king】.

However, he wants to be free, but some people are unwilling.

"Oh...really, originally I wanted to have a serious chat with you. Isn't it okay to be crushed after being used by me? You have to make me feel rough."

Illiya was helpless, but a faintly happy voice came from under her hood.

"Heh, come if you can, bastard, let this king see how many catties you have outsiders like you!~"

Shaking the red wine glass in his hand, Gilgamesh used his last magic power, and even when his body began to fade, he drew a rotating spiral sword from the ripples behind him.

"Hahaha..."

Ilia's laughter became more and more weird:

"You heroes, one by one looks really cute from a distance. After all, they are all very personal.

But only those who have actually contacted it know that it is too much trouble! ~

Obviously, they are all the dead whose destiny has long been determined, and all of them want the right to choose their destiny freely, perseverance... It's so troublesome. "

As if the real magic power filled the entire space like a sea wave, Ilia opened the weird human skin book in her hand and said:

"In the end, Blue Beard is a half-hearted magician. From the beginning to the end, he has not been able to develop the true power of this manuscript of "Luo Dacheng Textbook"..."

The space begins to change...