My Heroic Life

"Well, my brother is really hard, and...you seem to have gone to see that adult recently."

Enqi, who has the earth attribute, keenly felt the earth attribute on Roland. The thick aura was probably only contaminated by the earth mother god, and Roland who heard it could only sigh helplessly. Tone.

"Yes, I didn't pay attention to the information you gave me a few days ago. As a result, it almost resulted in irreparable consequences. In the end, I had to do it myself."

"...If only I could be right by my brother's side."

Enqi was a little bit lost in saying this, and then followed Roland to use magic to hide his figure. The two lurked into a nearby dark spot and entered the tower from the ground.

"Oh? Is it finally here? Actually let this king wait so long."

At the top of the tower, Gilgamesh stood up from the throne, walked out of the desk full of documents and looked at Enkidu and Roland who had returned to their male form.

"It doesn't matter if I wait a while, work, don't you?"

"Although there are many things that need to be dealt with, energy intake is indispensable, and a proper combination of work and rest can also improve efficiency...Then, Siduli, that's it for today."

"Yes, Wang, I will retire first."

"Won't Miss Siduli attend?"

"No, I have something private today."

The beauty covered with light gauze smiled at the three people who were rarely gathered together, and then saluted:

"Please enjoy it, everyone."

After sending away the smiling Siduli, the three of Roland smiled at each other and started a long-lost dinner.

Since it is a gathering of old friends, it is inevitable to talk about business affairs. First of all, I have to enjoy it. Mr. Gilgiou Yulu has not had such a formal dinner for a long time. This time can be said to be a rare relaxation.

Not to mention the table wine and the like. There are many local Babylonian dishes in the formal cuisine. The first is salad.

Salad is a dish that really reflects local characteristics. Generally, seasonal vegetables are used to add various special materials. For example, the Roman Rome in the Mediterranean will add a variety of seafood, but in Babylon, which is also by the sea, the additions are a bit strange.

The salad in Babylon is coriander, pagoda, cabbage, carrots, green onions, mint, dried fruits, etc. Simply put, how to make the taste, and topped with yogurt cheese, is a local authentic specialty.

To be honest, Roland was a little unacceptable at first, but fortunately, after so many years, he got used to the taste, and there was no problem in swallowing it.

Of course, the Babylonians are not herbivores. There is a reason to eat this food every day, that is, their meat dishes are a little greasy.

There is a barbecue in Babylon that can be regarded as a national dish, or barbecue pie. The specific method is to mix vegetables and meat with lemon juice and onion juice to make meat patties, and then grill them in butter.

Generally speaking, the taste is quite good, it needs to be eaten with rice, and a special sauce is added to the rice.

There are only these dishes with strong regional style throughout the dinner, and the rest is more normal, although the ingredients are still somewhat different from other places, such as the camel milk ice cream for dessert.

Roland ate the food and looked at Gilgamesh on the main seat, sighing that Mr. Jin has changed a lot in the past few years. When Roland ate with him a few years ago, Gilgamesh's pomp was much more than that. Not to mention anything else, all the food you ate at that time had to be sprinkled with gold powder.

Yes, although you can't digest it when you eat it, you just want to sprinkle it, just to enjoy the golden feeling from the inside out.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Roland squinted his eyes as he tasted the sweet ice cream, enjoying the deliciousness while looking at Gilgamesh.

"Then, it's almost time to eat, shouldn't it be time to get to the point? You should not just come to eat for dinner?"

"Indeed, even if you haven't seen you for a long time, this king doesn't have the time to invite you to the point where nothing happens. After all, doing so will increase the risk of exposing our relationship."

"So? What the hell is going on? Could it be...what happened finally over there?"

Roland narrowed his eyes and looked sharply at Gilgamesh, who shook his head when he saw this.

"It's not that serious, but... the recent Semiramis is a bit strange, you should feel the most direct?"

"Well, I suddenly started to target me. It was clear that I had been chanting empty slogans before. Is it the reason for the election?"

"Although there are certain reasons for this, the most important reason is not. In fact, Semiramis got the oracle."

"oracle?"

Roland sat up straight, frowned and became serious.

Although the heavens above Babylon have existed for decades, the gods have truly demonstrated their existence for only a handful of times over the years. I did not expect that this time they actually lowered the oracle.

"Don't panic, the content of this oracle seems rather vague, and it is not for the gods of Ishtar, but only a vague instruction to Semiramis."

"Instructions? Oh, it's really a thing that the lofty gods love to do, so what about the specific content?"

"There is only one content, find someone."

"Find someone?"

"Not bad."

Gilgamesh answered Roland's rhetorical question, his delicate and beautiful face reflected in the scarlet pupils, and said lightly:

"They asked Semiramis to find the'son of the wind'."

Chapter Thirty Two: Love Master, I Ai Lei

The central area of ​​Uruk, the god tower.

Gilgamesh, Enkidu and Roland were sitting around the table, silent between each other, and the atmosphere was a bit heavy.

Roland rubbed the wine glass inch by inch, looking at the red bloody liquid in the glass as if in a trance, Gilgamesh and Enki on one side did not speak when they saw it, quietly waiting for Roland to digest the news.

"The son of the wind? Heh, do those guys think the name seems good?"

Roland put down his wine glass after thinking for a long time, looked at the worried Enkidu, and then at the calm Gilgamesh.

"Jill, what do you think?"

"...I'm afraid the target is you."

Gilgamesh's undisguised answer to Roland's inquiry made the youth smile.

"I think so too, but I didn't expect them to be able to detect me if they were lurking in this way. Shouldn't they be called God?"

"My elder brother, do you want to go to other countries for a while? I can't make a move now. It's too dangerous in Uruk."

"Enqi is right. Since you took the shot yourself before, it means that your subordinates have collapsed. If you can't guarantee safety, it's a wise move to leave for the time being. This king permits."

Facing Enkidu and Gilgamesh's persuasion, Roland hesitated for a moment, and shook his head after thinking about it again and again.

"No, as the saying goes, soldiers are very fast. Only when I am in Uruk, I can react in time when something happens. It is of great importance. It is better to seek stability."

"But, if something happens to your brother..."

"If you don't want to leave, you should act low-key recently. This king will try his best to contain Semiramis. You are the basis of our plan, and there must be no mistakes."