Chapter 1344: Thinking about being a king for the first time
"Are these people almost there? The bows and arrows are here, as well as other things. They are all equipped."
Kadelji looked at the dozen soldiers Adkat brought with him, frowned and scratched his head.
This amount was less than he imagined.
But...there is nothing we can do about it.
After all, the Warcraft has not yet affected Uruk, and things like Bashumu are indeed beyond what humans can handle. If it were not for the order of the tyrant Gilgamesh, Adkart would not even be able to bring so many monsters.
warrior.
Wearing heavy leather armor, carrying long swords and spears, and carrying long bows on their backs, the group of people, led by Kadelki, marched toward the cedar forest in silence.
...
"King, Kadelji has set off." Siduli reported the news to Gilgamesh calmly.
"Yeah." Gilgamesh agreed casually.
His attention was now on his belly, his brows furrowed.
He had taken off the bandage this morning, and the wound on his stomach was almost healed, at least the superficial wound had healed.
but......
Why are there scars?
Gilgamesh's body is perfect, it can even be said that he is the highest masterpiece of gods and humans.
The blood of God in his body will help him repair wounds of any degree without leaving a trace.
Only this time.
Gilgamesh asked Siduri to find Ananu.
"What's going on?" Gilgamesh asked Ananu, pointing to his belly.
"What's going on?" Ananu had just woken up and looked at Gilgamesh with a blank expression.
"This scar! What's going on? Why can't the king's blood repair it?" Gilgamesh's voice became louder.
"Oh, it's the scar I got from beating you." Ananu showed a clear look.
Gilgamesh:......
Sensing Gilgamesh's eyes with anger and murderous intent, Ananu shook his head and finally sobered up a little.
"Isn't this a very simple truth?" Ananu said matter-of-factly, "When you and Enkidu were fighting, Enkidu had been suppressing his restraint on divinity, but I was different."
"I didn't have intelligence at that time, so naturally my suppression of divinity would not be restrained."
"Rather, I'm actually quite curious as to why you didn't die when I hit you with all my strength."
Now it was Ananu's turn to be curious.
Gilgamesh's eyebrows twitched.
At that time, he took out the most defensive armor in his King's Treasure House and put on several layers of it. However, he almost died on the spot when Ananu hit him like that.
...Fortunately, these two guys have gained intelligence now.
"So, what you are saying is that because your attack at that time still had the power to suppress divinity, now this wound on my king will leave a scar forever?"
In spite of himself, Gilgamesh felt a little aggrieved.
With such a big scar on my belly, how can I say that my body is perfect in the future?
"It won't stay forever." Ananu shrugged, "If you make up your mind and cut off that piece of flesh, the flesh that will grow back will no longer have scars."
Gilgamesh glanced at his belly silently.
That scar almost split him in two. If the flesh was cut off, he might not be able to go to the underworld to meet Ereshkigal...
"So now that your belly has grown, are we going to have a fight?"
Ananu rolled up his sleeves and was eager to try.
"Wait, it'll be two days later." Gilgamesh waved his hand in disgust, "Don't you know best whether my injury has healed yet?"
Ananu does know.
Although Gilgamesh now has no apparent external injuries, he still feels like he is lacking in magic power.
"Tsk, forget it, you can continue to raise it, so as not to accuse me of bullying you later." Ananu ran away after saying that.
Gilgamesh took a deep breath.
His grandma's blood pressure really gets high every time she talks to Ananu...
but.....
He touched his belly.
Unexpectedly, I haven't really been born yet, and I have no intention to kill Ananu.
Is it because they don't have murderous intentions towards them?
Gilgamesh's eyes were thoughtful.
......never mind.
Why do you think so much?
Moreover, if they wanted to kill him, it wouldn't take much more effort than they did to kill Nan She, and what they said...
Raising his head, Gilgamesh sighed.
Farewell to God...?
Do you really have that kind of power?
Ananu and Enki did not appear to have gained intelligence. They were very strong. They put on their own armor with the strongest defense, and almost died under that blow.
He possesses the wisdom of God, so he naturally knows the relationship and strength of the gods.
Enlil is stronger than Ananu and Enkidu.
As the God-King, Enlil could directly sweep the entire land with storms, leaving nothing but wasteland.
I, as the king of men——can I really stand a chance against such a power?
The wound on his abdomen was still feeling a faint tingling sensation, as if it was mocking Gilgamesh's thinking.
Lowering his head and taking another look at the scar, Gilgamesh sighed and closed his eyes.
Keep this scar.
It's okay to keep it.
At least... it's a wake-up call.
This city, the humans in this city...even all humans.
A strength and a reason to resist is needed.
Gilgamesh stood up.
The childish reasons and excuses had changed a little at some point, and Gilgamesh finally thought about the future of the city and mankind from the perspective of the King of Man for the first time.
Instead of being like a troubled child who simply wants to take revenge on the gods.
After realizing this fact, the arrogant tyrant couldn't help but be stunned, and then made an action that was completely contrary to the king.
He blinked twice quickly and scratched the back of his head.
Does this count as growth?
He asked himself.
...
Siduli was in a good mood.
The king has changed.
And it's an obvious change.
When dealing with the government affairs on the clay tablets, the king's eyes were obviously more serious, and compared to the past, when he was free and easy, the king now can look and think seriously.
"Sister, you look so happy."
Lu Silan sat on the windowsill and glanced at Siduli strangely.
"I'm grateful." Siduli rubbed her brother's head, "Thank you Ananu and Enkidu for giving life to our king."
Upon hearing these two names, Lu Silan's face stiffened, but then he smiled.
"Really, that would be great."
There was a hint of complexity in his eyes that Siduri couldn't detect or understand.