【Shine】One Thousand and One Nights

Chapter 1

- the first night -

The grass is vast and boundless, the scorching sun is scorching the earth, the leaves and grass are downcast, people and livestock are too tired to move, and even in the blink of an eye, sweat is scrambling to slip off the skin.Finally, a long-lost light rain fell from the sky, which wet the grass, and the wind from the river bank finally brought a bit of coolness.

It was this season that the kingdom welcomed a guest.

Uruk, the only city-state in the continent as far as the eye can see, has not seen a new face for a hundred years. People have thrown away their hoes and rice bowls one after another, and they are barefoot from the farmland to the street, talking about it in novelty.

The person who came was a handsome and imposing young man. According to the old lady on the East Street, this appearance must belong to a brave warrior. prince of the country.Everyone speculated about his origin, although he was hospitable, they were afraid of disturbing this noble young man.

Xi Lai bit her finger and hid behind her mother, looking curiously at the guests on the crowded street.

The visitor was wearing a white robe that was simply tied around his body, his hair was sunshine, his pupils were rubies, his thin lips were sharp blades, and his body was like a sword.What is even more memorable is his arrogant expression. From the entrance of the city wall to the central city, he was baptized by everyone's eyes. If everyone's sight was compared to a thin thread, he would have been entangled into a giant pupae.But he didn't care at all—or as if he was used to such gazes, he walked towards the palace without looking at anyone else.

There are no soldiers in Uruk, and soldiers are a redundant burden for a country that has never had a war since the founding of the country. Although there are sheriffs who are responsible for cooperating in maintaining law and order, the most important job of the sheriffs every day is to eliminate Remove the grass at the corner of the city wall.

It's lunch break time now, and the magistrate will definitely be resting in his mansion, but the new face has already arrived at the palace. Xilai's mother looked at the guests inquiringly, thought for a while, and gently moved Xilai. pushed out.

Silly, Xi Lai followed her strength and stopped in front of the visitor.

The blond guest stopped in his tracks and raised his eyebrows, as if asking what the little girl who didn't reach his waist was doing.

Xi Lai bit her fingers dully. For some reason, the eyes surrounding her seemed to be burning with eagerness. She just stared at the handsome young man in front of her wholeheartedly, and asked what she wanted to ask most in her heart with a soft accent. The problem.

"Excuse me, are you a troubadour?"

"A troubadour?" The young man seemed to hear some joke, "Little girl, how do I resemble a troubadour?"

Xilai bit her finger harder, thinking hard: "Because... because, mother said, only troubadours will go to every country to sing and read poems. I have never seen you before, and you don't bring a sword or an axe, so You must have come to Uruk through the mountains and rivers with the verses stored in your head, didn't you?"

"Hahahaha!" The visitor laughed, "Really, troubadour? It sounds good. Although 'wang' is the most worthy of my identity, the poet who sang immortal poems can barely be counted as the first!" Two. Well, good, then, I am a troubadour here, little girl, tell me, what is a troubadour going to do?"

What is "wang"?Xi Lai had never heard this pronunciation before, but before she could think deeply, she was distracted: "Troublers... Well, I think about it, my mother said that poets all tell stories, so you probably tell stories for Grace... ? Just like I listen to bedtime stories, no one tells stories for Eun, Eun is very pitiful."

She belatedly remembered that if her father was there, and she had to educate her, she couldn't say that En was "poor". He was the greatest person in the country, and he was not pitiful—but no one slept and chatted with En at night. Isn't it pitiful?

The visitor seemed to laugh, "Your favor?"

"That's right!" Xi Lai raised his hands, his eyes became bright, "Our En is a great person! Dad said that En governed the country very well! Mom said that En would order everyone to dig deep ditches in advance during the rainy season. Reserve water in advance! Also, grandma said that she has never been hungry since she got En! But that was a long time ago, it seems that no ditches have been dug in 50 years, poet, you want to dig ditches Is it? It’s very interesting! At noon we will deliver meals to the adults, and at night we will enjoy the shade, there are many mosquitoes, and the fruit is very sweet!”

"Four 50 years? Huh, it sounds like you've seen it before. I'm not interested in ditches, but a magnificent city wall can attract my attention." The visitor snorted harmlessly.

Xilai nodded seriously, "I've seen it. I've been watching it since the founding of Uruk! The city wall was completed 30 years ago, but I don't know why the city wall was built... Obviously there will be no war, obviously War was good—a long time ago."

A strong man next to him interjected eagerly and explained: "I heard that En insisted on it. He said that having a city wall would make him feel at ease."

The blond young man didn't even look at the strong man. Obviously, this arrogant young man only had a little patience with children.

He slowly frowned and asked, "How long have you lived...won't you die?"

"What is death?" She asked confusedly.

"After losing my life, I will never open my eyes again. No matter how much I hug you, cry and beg you, you will never respond again." The young man replied calmly.

"I've never heard of this kind of thing." Xi Lai shook her head, covered her mouth and giggled, "Oh, what you said is so strange! How can people die!"

The onlookers also laughed kindly, shaking their heads while laughing.

Xi Lai boldly grabbed the young man's sleeve, but the latter didn't shake her off, so Xi Lai smiled "hehe" and led him forward.

Her hands were extremely cold, and when she occasionally touched the young man's palm, it was as if ice was passing by in flames.

"Poet Poet, let me tell you, En is a very good person, you don't have to worry when you go in, everyone is very kind, you can stay until you want to leave, I just hope you can tell a lot of stories for En before you leave , so En won't have to sit alone until dawn at night..."

Xi Lai babbled on all the way, and the distance of a young man's steps of only a hundred steps was actually stretched three times by her short legs.

After learning that the new guests will stay in Uruk for a period of time, the onlookers also left one after another, thinking about coming back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, calling for friends, drinking tea and eating melons, all they had to do was beat the gongs and drums and shout loudly Let everyone watch rare creatures in an orderly and staggered peak.

When he arrived at the palace, the young man felt that his life's patience was exhausted, and Xilai was still telling him.

"You must not make En angry. If En is unhappy, you must make him happy!"

"Why?" The young man raised his eyebrows.

"Because En is our important ruler." She said seriously like a little adult, "If you make him unhappy, we will all be angry!——We will be so angry that we will eat you!"

"Heh." The young man sneered, waved his hand lazily as farewell, and stepped into the palace.

The palace built by earth and wood is vast and unpopular, almost imitating the Uruk palace with the reincarnation of life and death, but it is only similar in appearance, the patterns carved on the stone pillars and the luxurious furnishings are missing - but this is of course, the earth A complete beast, do you know what art is?

The young man took a step, looking around the hall as if nostalgic.

The female officer leading the way, Yimu, lowered her head and secretly looked at him within the range allowed by etiquette.Will Eun like it?She thought that En had not seen her smiling face for a long time, and she only hoped that the troubadour—the first guest of Uruk, whose reputation had already spread to the corners of the palace as early as he entered the city-state—could bring En A fresh anecdote brought him a smile on that always silent and cold face.

As she thought about it, she soon reached the place where Uruk's En was, and she bowed respectfully.

"Guests from Uruk, brought here for you."

The people around him didn't move, and Im reminded in a low voice: "Please salute."

The youth remained motionless.

Im a little anxious, she raised her head slightly, trying to urge the guests with her eyes, but just as she was about to signal, she saw the young man's jaw tightened.

Im was taken aback by those eyes, are those ruby-like eyes covered with an extremely thin mist?

Im was at a loss when he heard En's voice coming from the window sill.

"It's okay... Im, you go out."

"Yes." Im saluted again, and exited the palace with doubts.

En and the young man were left in the empty hall, and the young man stared straight at Uruk Zhien without blinking his eyes.

Surprisingly, the ruler in charge of the huge city-state turned out to be just an exceptionally beautiful young man—yes, his age seems to never allow others to call him "youth", perhaps only sixteen or seven years old— —Compared with his age, his appearance is not so conspicuous. Although this ruler deserves the most gorgeous rhetoric in the world to praise his face, it is too lacking in emotion, but makes people hesitate for a moment whether he is alive creature.

But no matter what, it is undeniable that Uruk's long green hair and jade-like complexion are enough to make him stand in front of the most beautiful gems.

At this time, he was standing by the window, the wind lifted the tips of his light green hair, singing softly like delicate branches and leaves.

"Guest from afar, do you have any important reason to visit Uruk?"

The young man finally made a move.

"reason?"

He still stared at En, took a step forward, and said cruelly and softly: "Ah, there is a troublesome guy who has been lingering in my heart, disturbing my sleep all night, so I simply came to find him he."

Eun tilted his head slightly.

"You mean...who?"

"Is there anyone else here?"

Eun looks at him again and shakes his head indifferently.

"I don't know you. I just heard that a troubadour came to the kingdom and accepted the request of the people to tell me stories outside this continent. And Uruk is not a city of impoliteness, so it should be given to rare guests With appropriate etiquette."

The young man was about to burst out laughing: "Although the gates of the country are closed, the news in the city spreads quite quickly—you really believed what that little girl said? Hahaha! You actually want me——Gilgamesh—— Let me tell you a bedtime story, have you returned to the period of the wild beast? ——Yes, then let’s treat it as a bedtime story. Occasionally, it’s interesting to try games that have never been done before.”

En didn't have much expression fluctuations.

"From now on, every day in your palace, Im will prepare everything you want for you."

"Everything?" Gilgamesh smiled elusively.

En nodded slightly: "Everything."

"Then first of all, tell me your name, and call me by that name." He commanded domineeringly, "This is the most basic etiquette. It is not rude to call yourself Uruk, but even this small Don’t you know how to reciprocate courtesy?”

Eun didn't want to answer him, he was not interested in unrelated people, and he didn't want others to call his name-but he couldn't say anything when he looked into those bright red eyes.

"...my name is Enkidu."

Since the young man stepped into the hall, he never moved his gaze to any place other than Enkidu. His gaze was like a scorching flame with some emotional color, but the tone of his answer at this moment was extremely calm.

"Ah, I know."

The setting sun gradually went down, and darkness engulfed the world in an instant.

The female officials filed in, holding candles and lighting the lamps.The lights of the entire hall are slightly spaced apart, and it looks a little dim, as if there are countless treacherous shadows hiding in the shadows and whispering.

The flickering candlelight reflected on Gilgamesh's side face, making his pupils look like pools of blood that shattered starlight.

"Now, the goddess of darkness is ushered in."

He stretched out his hand, the smile on his lips blurred.

"—want to begin, our bedtime story?"