Chapter 69: Unshakable 12

The dead insects were scattered in the corners, shrouded in shadows, like rotten flesh that had fallen from a human body.

"What about you?" Gilgamesh asked.

Hoshino thought that patients in the hospital usually fall into two categories: those who accept their fate or those who are optimistic. It is rare to find someone as nonchalant as him, let alone someone as obsessive as Matou Ranken.

He didn't know what was wrong with the King of Heroes, and he said perfunctorily, "I can't do it."

Gilgamesh chuckled.

Of course, God would not make Himself look so ugly.

Hoshino Nozomi's heart was filled with alarm: "The vast majority of humans wouldn't do that either."

Gilgamesh laughed even louder.

The vast majority of humans do not have this obsession, let alone this ability. The two have different paths to the same end, allowing Zhongli to pretend to be a "human" for once.

"That's a tricky answer," the hero said. "Well, I'll assume your answer is correct, but I won't let you get away with it easily next time."

Xing Yewang: “…”

Should he say thank you?

"Also, I've wanted to ask you this for a long time," Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Zhongli didn't intend to make up a lie from the beginning, and kept practicing Tai Chi. Gilgamesh noticed his perfunctory attitude and said unhappily, "You might as well just tell me that you are presbyopic."

He made a light sarcasm, but to his surprise, Zhongli nodded and said with a slightly surprised smile: "You figured it out."

Gilgamesh: “…”

Don't think that you won't make people angry just because you smile nicely.

It's not a big deal! You can get through it! Just smile and it will be solved!

Gilgamesh snorted coldly, raised his hand to hook the edge of Zhongli's gloves, and gently pulled it, revealing a hand that seemed to be made of rock: "Sure enough."

Zhong Li pulled his gloves back on. I wonder what he was saying.

Gilgamesh did not continue. Zhongli's rock-like arms confirmed his conjecture:

The concentration of modern magic power does not support the descent of gods in their complete form. In order to descend smoothly, most gods will compress some of their power and then choose suitable humans to rely on.

But Zhong Li was different.

Instead of suppressing his power, he achieved the essence of his being by abandoning his vision.

Does this count as taking advantage of the "incomplete form" loophole?

But why did he choose sight? Did he want to be blind in the future?

Gilgamesh asked bluntly that there was no word for "euphemism" in his dictionary, and Zhongli denied it outright.

"I am different from a real blind person," Zhong Li said, "and this is also a novel experience."

"Using magic to assist vision is not a big deal, and what's so novel about it?" Gilgamesh said casually, "You could just cover your eyes with a black cloth."

“That’s different.”

"oh?"

Zhong Li looked away, gazing into the distance, wondering who he was thinking of: "That's not really blindness, not being able to see the sun... not like him."

he?

This was the first time that Zhongli mentioned someone in a familiar tone. This "he" was not Weber and Gray, and certainly not any other gods. The other gods would not experience the feeling of blindness for no reason.

So, the "he" that Zhongli mentioned, is it some kind of fantasy species, or... a human?

Does Zhongli's desire to become a human being have anything to do with "him"?

However, Zhongli said no more. He changed the subject and asked about Fyodor and the Red King. Gilgamesh was not interested in this topic, but since these two were thieves who coveted his treasure (the Holy Grail), he simply revealed some of them.

The night before Zhongli and the others arrived in Fuyuki, Fyodor and the Red King appeared at night. They did not fight with the other participants, but took one person away.

Matou Sakura is the adopted granddaughter of Matou Ranyan.

——And then it was gone.

Zhong Li: "You only know this much?"

"Of course there is more," Gilgamesh snorted, "but I am not your believer, so I don't need to report everything to you."

What's the fun in telling Zhongli everything? Besides, he wanted to watch Zhongli's performance for a while longer, and it would be bad if the show ended too early.

Zhong Li: “…”

After the Demon War, he hadn't fought seriously for a long time.

I suddenly wanted to try it today.

*

Matou House, insect pond.

Several lights powered by magic were hung on the wall, the light was dim. The four walls were all neatly marked with holes, and the rustling sound was amplified in the circular space, making people shudder.

The light flickered, and wriggling insects crawled under the light, gradually climbing up the body of the dirty inkstone Matou, filling in the damaged parts.

The room was cold and quiet.

Assassin knelt on one knee, bowed his head and waited for the Lord to recover.

"Hero King... Gilgamesh..."

The sound of the Matou dirty inkstone was hoarse, and there was a sense of gnashing teeth.

He couldn't understand why Gilgamesh suddenly attacked him.

After World War IV, the two kept to themselves and never had any conflict, but they even had very few opportunities to meet each other.

The King of Heroes regards those who want the Holy Grail as thieves who covet treasure, but now is far from the time when he needs to take action!

Matou Ruoyan: "Assassin, what do you think?"

Assassin lowered his head even lower: "The King of Heroes is not serious."

"Yeah, it's like playing with insects," Jian Tong Ruoyan curled his lips, "otherwise, you and I won't be able to come back."

"The King of Heroes never joins forces with anyone. He even killed his former suzerain at will. It is surprising that such a lonely and eccentric person would stand with an outsider magician."

"Where's Kotomine Kirei? What has he been doing recently?"

Matou Ruoyan immediately became suspicious of the supervisor of this Holy Grail War.

Ten years ago, Kotomine Kirei was commissioned by his teacher Tosaka Tokiomi to participate in the Holy Grail War, but a few days later, Tosaka Tokiomi died in his own mansion, and the contract with his heroic spirit, Gilgamesh, was transferred to Kotomine Kirei.

No one pointed it out, but the participants at the time could basically guess what happened: Kotomine Kirei conspired with Gilgamesh to kill his teacher.

After this incident, Matou Ruoyan paid close attention to this priest, and now he also suspected that he had said something to Gilgamesh.

Assassin listened quietly and shook his head.

Jiantong Ranyan's face looked even worse.

If it wasn't Kotomine Kirei, then it was Gilgamesh's own wish.

What is the charm of that Zhongli? !

——He still remembered that Zhong Li called him "kid" with a smile on his face, and he felt aggrieved whenever he thought about it.

Assassin consoled him, "That group of people has not yet summoned the Heroic Spirit."

"The King of Heroes is on their side. Even without the Heroic Spirits, they can prevent others from getting the Holy Grail," said Matou Ruoyan, whose face had not recovered much. "Besides, even without the King of Heroes, they still captured you."

Assassin was silent.

"I didn't want to deal with them right now," Matou Ruoyan whispered, "Assassin, go check on Sakura. The kid has been staying at the Emiya household lately, and after a little relaxation, he became a little disobedient."

Last night, Matou Sakura did not respond to his call.

Assassin went as ordered and returned alone a moment later.

"Master, Miss Sakura is not at the Emiya household," Assassin whispered, "Emiya Shirou and Tosaka Rin are also looking for her."

*

The sun sets in the west and the number of pedestrians gradually decreases.

A series of "gas explosions" and murders have caused panic in Fuyuki City. Citizens have imposed curfews in advance and locked themselves in their homes after get off work or school. They complained online that Fuyuki's public security has surpassed Yokohama.

The citizens of Yokohama think that the citizens of Fuyuki are ignorant and are surprised by things they have never seen before. How can this be allowed?

There was a melee and quarrel between the two sides, and the atmosphere of panic miraculously dissipated a lot.

Inside the hotel, Gray, who was refreshing the news and collecting information, said: "..."

Meanwhile, Weber, who had failed to summon again, decided to smoke a cigar to calm down.

He had just lit the fire when he heard the door ring. He turned around and saw Zhong Li.

"Mr. Zhongli, you're back." Weber looked him up and down and finally noticed that something was wrong with Zhongli.

The young man's temples were a little messy and his sleeves were slightly torn.

This is incredible to Zhong Li, who is meticulous and particular about details.

Weber asked subtly: "You... encountered the enemy?"

He wanted to ask what kind of enemy could break through Mr. Zhongli's defense.

"Not an enemy," Zhong Li laughed and threw out a bomb, "I had a little sparring with Gilgamesh. I didn't use a shield, so I'm a little messed up."

"Don't worry, we went to a secluded suburb and carefully controlled the movements so as not to destroy the secrecy of the Holy Grail War."

Weber: “…”

Is this the point? Isn't the point why you guys suddenly started fighting?

Without waiting for Weber to say anything, Grey asked carefully, "Did Mr. Zhongli win?"

"We didn't use our full strength." Zhong Li said gently.

What this means is that winning or losing in this situation is meaningless. I'm afraid neither of them has any idea of ​​who is better, they just enjoy the fight.

"Why are you..." Weber hesitated to speak. In his mind, Zhongli was a very stable person.

Zhong Li: "I want to ask him a few questions."

Is this the right question? Weber was a little confused, but he also felt that Mr. Zhongli must have his reasons for doing this. Special people deserve special treatment. Maybe the King of Heroes likes to fight with him.

Weber: "...Did the Hero King answer?"

"I answered one, but this matter has nothing to do with you or the Holy Grail War. It is my personal matter, so there is no need to bother you."

"We are now allies of Mr. Zhongli, so it is our duty to help him. How can it be considered a trouble?" Gray said subconsciously.

After that, she secretly looked at Weber again. Seeing that her master had no objection, she continued, "If you don't mind, could Mr. Zhongli tell us?"

Zhong Li pondered for a moment and said, "There is a superpower named Pushkin in Dongmu City. I need to find him."