Chapter 92: Not a Gift from God
The assistant sister was almost suffocated by this horrific operation.
——When she asked this guy if he had read The Epic of Gilgamesh that the Logistics Department had sent him, hadn't he nodded in agreement?!
At the moment when she was about to jump up to block the gun, the assistant did not look at Archer's expression.
In fact, she didn't even have time to think carefully about whether her own fighting ability was enough to block the overwhelming number of Noble Phantasms of Archer mentioned in the information for this unconventional prince. But in that critical gap, when she turned around while falling, she saw Suzuki-sama's confused face turned slightly to the side in surprise.
What are you doing?
wrong……
The man's eyes were filled with shock as he realized what was happening: "Holy shit, can your facial features be twisted into this shape?!"
However, when she fell straight to the ground, what rang in her ears was not the sound of weapons breaking through the air one after another.
But laughter.
The most ancient king, who was rumored to have an unpredictable temper, suddenly laughed out loud, his aura full of [delightful.jpg]. He laughed so hard that tears almost came out.
"So you didn't know..."
The originally clear voice became a little hoarse because of the smile, which seemed to dilute the invisible sharpness in the king's tone. All the contempt in those red eyes turned into pity, and the remaining trace of mockery seemed to no longer be directed at Suzuki Sonoko.
——The love of another god was discarded by humans, who were like ants in their eyes.
It seems that whether it is the white light surrounding her or the white waves rolling on the land of Fuyuki due to her emotional fluctuations, they have all become the makeup on the clown's face to make the audience laugh.
But what a pity...
The Hero King, who had suffered the same loss before, lamented maliciously: Even if that love is worth more than ten thousand gold, it is still worthless in the eyes of those who don’t care. But God is so arrogant - since he has laid out his heart, he will never allow you to bargain. It is up to him to give or not, not for you to accept or not.
If what he wants is not fulfilled, his angry and humiliated look will be a hundred times more unsightly than the good show he had expected.
"Let me ask you this," Archer's usually arrogant tone became serious for once, "Aren't you doing all this voluntarily?"
Because the sound was loud enough, Yuanzi heard it very clearly and nodded vigorously immediately.
"Oh."
The king with bloodshot eyes lowered his head and looked at the girl surrounded by white light, and a long-lost gentle kindness emerged in his eyes.
He could still struggle, but he still lost Enkidu's name. This person before him...
——Carrying the heavy burden of love that you don't want but have to have, you are trembling with fear all day long, not knowing when it will be forgotten because of a fleeting thought of the other person.
"You want me to help you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Yuanzi thought to herself that this master could really help me!
Just like the one-eyed master in our memory who is like fog, rain and wind, these masters with real skills are reluctant to ask for money. They are pure and untainted by the muck, and not a single smell of money can contaminate them!
So he nodded quickly.
"That's fine..."
Gilgamesh looked at her decisive expression, raised his hand in a good mood, and snapped his fingers lightly under the golden light reflected by countless royal treasures.
——The king is not stingy, and sometimes he would want to bestow some blessings on someone out of a momentary kindness.
——Since you want to break free from this endless shackles, the king will give you a ride.
A large number of Noble Phantasms simultaneously revealed their sharp corners at a speed far exceeding that displayed in previous battles. The overwhelming pressure seemed to weigh down even the dust on the ground. Within a thousandth of a second when the tips of the Noble Phantasms first showed their edges, Saber subconsciously traced the trajectories of all the Noble Phantasms as they flew.
The central target of countless weapons is one point.
——He wants to kill her.
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Under the flickering light of the King's Treasure, Artoria's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip. Although she should have been very wary of the owner of the Royal Pillar Tower because of the previous phone call, no matter what the reason was, this "His Highness" now felt like just an innocent ordinary person.
She would not bully the weak out of anger, nor would she allow the weak to suffer in vain. She would immediately pick up her sword and rush to rescue them.
Then the treasures all over the sky split into two groups, and a huge number of swords, spears, swords and halberds rained down on the invisible Wind King's barrier. The crackling brute force even made the Knight King retreat two steps.
The rest of those things with extremely terrifying auras did not change their destination. After a flash of light passed through the sharp blade, they rushed towards the confused girl at the entrance of the forest.
Gilgamesh yawned nonchalantly from the heights, realizing that being a king was indeed lonely. Even though he was occasionally kind, these people didn't know how to be grateful...
On the other side, the assistant lady who had been lying on the ground unable to save the man raised her head in panic. The first thing that caught her eye was the golden bead hanging from the red string that she had tied to the end of Suzuki-sama's hair when she went out.
Princess Suzuki's overly long hair flew around her face, and as her hair swayed, even the speed of her weapon's descent seemed to slow down. However, from a certain point on, time, which was supposed to flow, returned to normal for her.
So in the gap between the sharp blade breaking through the air, the prince hurriedly raised his hand to press down his hairband that was flying in the air, and then slowly raised his head and looked at the blond boy standing in the air.
Those dark green eyes reflected the bright light of the street lamp, and were as transparent as two empty glass balls.
The moment red and green faced each other, both sides were stunned.
Oh my, the king in the body of a teenager raised his eyebrows in surprise. It turns out there is still someone who can see clearly?
Gilgamesh admired the pair of green eyes that were free of fear, because the owner of these eyes was about to have the long-awaited relief. At that moment, the king even condescended to nod his chin slightly at the girl who had involuntarily become a demigod.
It can be considered a farewell.
Yuanzi didn't care about this farewell at all.
real.
Although there was indeed no fear in those green eyes, anyone familiar with them would find that: the content in the eyes remained the same, but the shape of the eye sockets was as dejected as a dead fish.
How to say it.
If she disappears physically, it will be considered as the end of her "bad fate"
But what doctor would kill a patient to cure a cold?
——Master, do you know that killing is illegal?
The extremely fast speed formed a vacuum around the treasure. In the end, even the sound seemed to be swallowed up by the speed. Until the deafening sound of collapse was heard, the place where the weapons fell seemed to be slow to fall, stirring up a continuous cloud of dust and smoke.
Then came a violent coughing fit.
After the dust settled, the scene was devastated, and Miss Suzuki Sonoko stood there with a look of despair on her face.
The originally beautiful clothes were covered with scratches, the left sleeve was torn in half, and the shoelaces were also scraped into two ends by the spear that had rubbed against them. The back hem of her clothes, which was originally quite long, was nailed to the ground by several long knives that were not dropped accurately, and it was stuck into the ground for more than half a foot, forcing her to stretch her shoulders and lean back.
Judging from the way it stands, it looks like a gecko with its tail pinned by a primary school student.
Yuanzi tried to pull the clothes out several times but failed. He had no choice but to struggle to pull up his pants without a belt, and hold the torn front of the clothes. He tried to turn sideways, half bowed, and grasped the handle of the long knife, trying to pull it out.
However, his strength was too weak and after pulling twice, it still did not move at all.
Yuanzi looked around tiredly. Everyone was staring at her blankly, but no one wanted to help!
Because Gilmegas activated his Noble Phantasm much faster this time than the information said, and the Noble Phantasm he chose seemed to have some special magical powers, it was actually difficult to defend against it for a moment.
But at this moment, what made everyone speechless was not these various treasures.
A few steps behind Suzuki Sonoko, the impact of the overlapping swords formed a huge steel flower on the ground. One of the petals - the spear that was supposed to pierce her heart - was deeply embedded in the ground, leaving only a gorgeous handle shining brightly. The ruby at the bottom was almost touching her back, but except for the tear on the front of her clothes, the weapon did not leave any trace on her body.
At this angle, it was as if she had not been standing there at all. All the swords followed their original trajectory and made sharp angles on the ground.
A golden light flashed in the air, and the strong wind stopped abruptly.
The heroic king in golden armor instantly appeared in front of Yuanzi, holding a long sword in his hand.
Yuanzi remained motionless with her waist held by someone, and in her confusion, she didn't even have time to blink. Then, in the reflection of the red pupil, the tip of the sword pierced into the dark green eyeball, and then, so casually -
——went through.
Finally, with a clear sound, the tightly gathered steel flower was directly broken apart.
What a huge effort this took...
The exquisite treasures fell to the ground with a crackling sound, but their owners seemed not to hear it. Gilmegash raised his hand with interest and touched Suzuki Sonoko's left eye that had just been pierced, pressing it lightly.
"Is this a gift he gave you?"
Yuanzi thought about it, shook her head and said, "I didn't know that before..."
"Um?"
Her expression with her eyes lowered could even be described as dignified, and her voice was incredibly calm: "When you attacked me, I suddenly realized..."
"In this world... it seems that only certain things can hurt me."
"specific?"
There are countless treasures in Gilgamesh's treasury. Although only a few of them can cause harm to life, if one wants to kill a demigod, these swords on the ground are definitely more than enough.
But these...are not the "specific" ones?
As if his complacent collection had been challenged, the blond heroic spirit pulled out another spear from mid-air and stabbed it into her chest again without any hesitation.
The next second, the girl's fair hand swiftly grasped Ying Ling's wrist: "Although I really didn't feel anything, this behavior is really a bit stupid."
"ha?"
Sonoko strangely understood Gilgamesh's frustrations and naturally followed his logic: "I'm not trying to provoke you, nor do I want to dislike your weapon..."
"Actually, I wanted to say at first that this didn't seem like a gift from the gods."
"The gift from God is to make everything that puts me in danger automatically destroy itself."
"But it doesn't seem to be working for you."
Sonoko sighed lightly, and slowly loosened the hand on his wrist. With the tacit consent of the heroic spirit, she pulled his arm and "pulled" the spear out of her chest.
"I just remembered it too." Her hollow eyes were green and somewhat suppressed, and her voice gradually lowered: "It seems that the one who made all weapons unable to hurt me was another man."
"oh?"
The Hero King folded his arms and took a half step away. He looked her up and down with interest for a long time, "I can't tell..."
In the thousands of years of tradition in the Fertile Crescent, sex itself is a part of human spiritual awakening. Coupled with the early fertility worship that has not yet faded, the chosen prostitutes are mostly women with a mellow beauty like pomegranate wine.
Just like this...
"You fooled two gods at the same time?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Suzuki Sonoko's head suddenly twitched. The pain made her eyes go black and she subconsciously hugged her head and squatted down.
"he……"
The darkness flashed, and the scene under the sunset came to life.
It was still the same tall man wearing rattan armor, but I still couldn’t see what his face looked like.
But this time he changed into some fashionable clothes, stood on a high platform and stretched out his hand towards her.
Yuanzi squatted on the ground, trying to dig the cracks in the stone because of the pain, but his mind was surprisingly sensitive and clear to the gentle breeze blowing past his ears. Then, he didn't know what blurred the picture, but there was a heavy wooden box in the man's hand.
He opened the wooden box and took a red brush from someone. On the title page of the old book in the box, he wrote the four Chinese characters "Suzuki Sonoko" with his own name on it.
Then he seemed to tell her that as long as her name was written in the book, she would be immortal and immune to cold and heat - except for being beheaded by some special weapon, she could be with him forever.
Did she actually make a promise with someone using such a profound word as "forever"...
Before the darkness caused by the last wave of pain completely dragged Suzuki Sonoko into coma, she tried hard to keep her eyes open and stare at the title page of the box. However, just as she could not see the person's face, she could not see clearly what the name of this "Forever" was.
The author has something to say: Here's a setting for those who haven't read The Twelve Kingdoms: Only a winter weapon (a special immortal weapon?) can kill an immortal. If we substitute the rules of the real world and pick out the words, even if Shining's sword is the biggest, it can't scratch the surface of the immortal, because the sword of Guaili does not belong to the [Winter Weapon].
The cheating from my ex-husband was huge...
Shanshan is not called a bastard because Yuanzi is the same kind as him in a sense. His reaction is to put himself in his shoes. If he is forced to accept God's love without the power to resist, it is better to die in the way he likes. It is rare for him to be considerate.
Because it has been so long, I'll give you a reminder. Sonoko lost her memory when she left the Twelve Kingdoms. She didn't remember living in the ancient world for thirty or fifty years. She only remembered the three months she spent in the deep mountains and forests with the Vongola. Her memory of those three months was also affected, and she forgot it very quickly.
Finally, good night everyone. Since I can't write the specific plot of the original work, the magician is basically finished in the next chapter...
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