【Shine】Vital

Chapter 29

The Hundred Years' War between the Empire and the Alliance has temporarily reached a strange balance. Because the main battlefield is all over the Fuyuki River, this confrontation is called the "War on All Fronts". According to the final outcome, there is no winner.

In the southern part of the Fuyuki River, the Naga River and the Lia Plain, the Knights of the Round Table are sure to win, and the Grand Canyon between the two plains guarded by Joan of Arc is unscathed. little loss.The Rhea army in the north and Iskandar's army will be tied. No, according to the situation at that time when Gilgamesh was about to go berserk, the final victory is self-evident.

This centuries-old war between the empire and the alliance has cost the two countries a lot of financial and material resources. The continuous decline in population has made the economy sluggish and the national power is gradually weakening. Neither the empire nor the alliance can afford another war.

"Perhaps it was because of such a judgment that Marshal Joan led his army back to the alliance?"

Enkidu peeled an apple for Gilgamesh, and the latter leaned on the hospital bed like an uncle, crossed his legs and was reluctantly satisfied with the rabbit-ear-shaped apple, and took it.

"More than that," he said coolly, "That guy Leonidas has been coveting the position of the president of the alliance for a long time, and he probably will do something in the rear when the army is on the march. The Matou family has held power for so many years. It is also time to roll that self-righteous family from the top—the alliance has also fallen, and the position of leader will fall on Nero or Iskandar. To put it bluntly, although Joan is the highest rank, but What suits her is to fight on the battlefield, once she gets involved in politics, she will only end in a miserable death."

"Where's the empire?" Enkidu's body recovered well, even the long scar Nero left on his cheek was gone.

Gilgamesh sneered disdainfully, "If the empire has no loopholes, how could I let me issue a truce order--the branches on the throne have begun to rot and smell, and in the Knights of the Round Table, Mordred wants to The action has begun. The Dumci family has long been ready to usurp the throne together with the religion. A group of jumping clowns really spoiled my interest. I thought I could fight with Iskandar this time and take the head of that guy Karna. Hang it on the wall."

"...There will be a chance." Enkidu comforted him, and continued to ask, "Then there will be no disputes within the alliance? Isn't General Gilles de Rai on the side of the Matou family? Be loyal."

Gilgamesh glanced at him, sharply ironic, "That man is not standing at Matou's house, he has no position, Joan's position is his position - as long as Nero and Iskandar convince Joan of Arc - Judging from the past, Joan of Arc valued the people more than the ruler, so the change of the alliance is a matter of course."

Enkidu, a loyal supporter of the belief that "Gilgamesh's position is his position", quickly accepted the explanation.

"The empire...?" Enkidu lowered his voice, "Are you okay?"

"Of course." He raised his head arrogantly, the corners of his lips twitched, "Take care of yourself, Enkidu, you can't do anything right now with the restraining ring on."

Enkidu shrugged helplessly.

The ring of prohibition is specially developed by the tower to be used on sentries who go berserk, restricting the strength of sentries and forcing sentries to fall into a coma.

As the first guide to use the Forbidden Ring, Enkidu...has no sense of pride.

When Gilgamesh was dug out of the soil, his body muscles were in a state of hyperactivity, and he was able to press his palm on the rock with his uncontrollable strength like an unbound sentinel. With a little force on the ground, the ground was deeply sunken. .In desperation, the hospital could only put a restraining ring on him first, forcing him to become an ordinary person physically.

Enkidu tilted his head slightly, and his long green hair fell from his shoulders.

"Because I was set to be reactivated once I stopped breathing and heartbeat. Only the top sentries on the battlefield could kill me, so after being activated, the strength of my cells and body was forced to increase to the maximum value until I was killed. After killing all the enemies in front of you, it will gradually cool down."

Gilgamesh turned the half-bitten apple upside down and stuffed it into Enkidu's mouth.

"Isn't it good, you can't die with me."

He raised his eyebrows in high spirits, and laughed at Enkidu's bulging cheeks.

"Ah... just to remember (speaking of this)", he chewed the apple with great effort and swallowed, "Mrs. Ningsun said..."

The door of the ward was opened boldly, long legs striding in, wavy long hair swaying, high heels made a sharp "kicking" sound, slender white fingers randomly dragged a chair, and sat in front of the hospital bed.

Ning Sun's bright red nails ran across Gilgamesh's blond hair, mocking him unceremoniously.

"I heard that you were beaten into the hospital. I thought it was a rare opportunity, so I must come and see you."

"..."

With a sullen face, Enkidu quickly glanced at Gilgamesh, whose veins were about to pop out, and abruptly changed the subject.

"... Madam Ningsun must be very happy to see you safe and sound."

Gilgamesh gave him a blank look.

"What are you doing here?" He asked defensively.

Ning Sun took a rough look at him, making sure there was no serious injury, and turned to look at Enkidu.

"You..." She turned Enkidu's head and looked straight at him, "You seem to have changed a lot."

She went back and forth between Enkidu and Gilgamesh, and finally smiled complicatedly, finally relieved.

"Forget it, that's not bad."

Gilgamesh, who was impatient in the face of his own mother, grabbed Enkidu by the hair and led him in his direction.

"So, what are you doing here?"

"Come and see you." She leaned back in the chair comfortably and looked up and down the ward. "Is that how you talk to your mother, whom you haven't seen for a long time?"

Gilgamesh glared at her. "An uninvited guy expecting to be welcomed?"

"Because I'm worried about you." Ning Sun adjusted his strategy, and his tone softened, "They said you were attacked on the battlefield, and you were crying while looking for something, which made me anxious."

"...Who's crying!" Gilgamesh was about to explode, this kind of slander was the greatest spiritual harm to him, he swears through gritted teeth, "I'll go back and tear the guy who spread the rumors to pieces... !"

"I think so too," Ning Sun looked at him with a half-smile, "So, I heard along the way that 'a certain sentry walked from the upper reaches of the Fuyumu River to the canyon in order to find a guide' and 'digged out his lover's body with his own hands'' Is the gossip like hugging and crying for a long time' also untrue?"

"Of course," Gilgamesh said firmly, "I'll ask them to investigate the source of the rumors later. This is a plot by the enemy to shake the morale of the army."

Ning Sun raised her eyebrows, which made her look very similar to Gilgamesh.

"Okay, let's skip this topic. This time I'm here mainly for you," she turned her head and said to Enkidu, "Can you leave for a while? I have something private to say to my child."

Enkidu glanced at Gilgamesh, nodded, pulled his hair out of Gilgamesh's hand, and left the ward quietly.

The pheromones of the grass and soil seem to still remain in the hand.

Gilgamesh raised his eyes, "You can't come to the front line just because of me, tell me what's going on."

Ning Sun curled his red lips, "Although it's not just to see you, but mainly to see you."

"What happened to the capital?"

"On those, the combination of the Dumutz family and the divine religion, you know, and the undercurrent of the Knights of the Round Table. ——And most importantly in your opinion, your guide."

Gilgamesh raised his head vigilantly, "Enkidu is immortal, my physique has no effect on him."

"...Do you really think so?" Ning Sun hinted at him meaningfully, "Do you understand the principle of his construction? Does his resurrection exist all the time, or can he only be resurrected once? Why are you so sure about him? won't die?"

"..." Gilgamesh stared at Ning Sun's eyes gradually darkened, his face looked so cold, Ning Sun had no choice but to continue.

"I got the information of the God Cult," she explained, "and Dumci gave this part of the information in exchange for our power. So yes, that's right, I got all the information about the kid, including himself The part I don’t even remember”

She glanced at Gilgamesh.

"However, the most important thing now is the influence of your physique on the guide." She tapped her fingers slowly on her knees, "The child's resurrection depends on whether his body mechanism stops, that is to say, even if he dies completely, as long as he Without digging out his heart or beheading him, he would restart as a machine over and over again."

"Dug out the heart or cut off the head?" Gilgamesh said coldly, "So that he can't be resurrected? Oh, of course, it is impossible for the cult to create something that cannot be killed by itself."

"Yes, at the same time, any part of his body must touch the ground before he can be resurrected." Ning Sun analyzed, "This should come from mythology. The gods believe that the birth of human beings comes from the earth, and they are taken from the soil by the gods. Squeeze out a human form and give it life—so according to what you said, it is impossible to revive him by throwing aquatic plants into the water."

She glanced at him with a half-smile.

"This allows the child to have an almost infinite life, yes, as long as he avoids the heart and the head, as long as his feet are on the ground - which is easy for him - then his life will continue for eternity .”

"..."

"But it also means that there is a third way to kill him—the only, really feasible way."

Gilgamesh thought the same.

"Slowly absorbing his vitality," he squeezed out words between his teeth, "Even if there is no physical damage, but life is indeed gradually overdrawn..."

"Yeah, in other words, even if his heart and head are still in place, and his feet are on solid ground, his vitality is still being absorbed by you, irreversible death—"

"..."

"That's the way to kill him, my boy."

Ning Sun leaned back on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, clasped his fingers together, and showed the same malicious smile as Gilgamesh once did.

"The only thing that can kill him is you.—he will only die because of you."

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