My Heroic Life

The members of the Arashi group began to take a ban on war today. Fortunately, Gen Raimitsu and others are more mature. Activists like Nobunaga are no different from high school students who have taken summer vacation.

A group of girls went back to the room noisily and started preparations, and Roland was also ready to go out, but the purpose was naturally not to take a vacation, but to work overtime.

The young man with long black hair put on his sunglasses and overcoat, and left the headquarters, which was a bit noisy different from the past. He wandered the streets looking for deserted alleys, and finally disappeared in a gust of wind.

When he reappeared, the long-haired young man was already in the central area. He was walking in the crowd and looking up at the towering sacred tower, and then headed towards the secret meeting point in a familiar way.

As the head of intelligence in Uruk, Roland naturally has the means to enter the tower, and even with special permissions, he walks a very secret secret path.

Continuing down from the nearby underground parking lot, entering an exclusive room that is not exclusive to employees at all. After pupil and electronic authentication, the secret door is activated. After that, it is a lonely journey forward. After a few hundred meters of underground tour, Roland finally arrived. At the exit, there was a series of complicated verifications, and the man finally entered the bottom layer where the tower did not exist in the document.

The procedure after that was much simpler, because the priest Siduli found Roland who had entered here and had already come to greet him personally.

"It's not a long goodbye, Mr. Roland."

"Well, the frequency of coming back has indeed increased a lot recently, Miss Siduli."

"Are you here to see the king this time? Or is it Enkidu?"

"I came to Jill, this time it's business."

Roland smiled at the veiled Miss Siduli, and then asked strangely:

"By the way, is Enqi going out because of something? Originally I thought he would be blocked by him when he came to the tower."

"Yes, Enkidu went to inspect the military base outside the city and will be back around noon."

"So, I didn't expect him to be really working."

"Enkidu has grown a lot over the years, and you will be surprised to see how he works."

Roland and Siduli were chatting and moving towards the upper level of the tower. Through the conversation, Roland learned that Gilgamesh started working at six in the morning and seemed to be still dealing with government affairs. Fortunately, Siduli was the only assistant, so there was no need. Avoid and will not disturb the conversation between the two.

Seeing Siduli's understanding and capable, Roland couldn't help but sigh that Gilgamesh had a good assistant, and immediately felt sour.

Why?Why other people's home assistants have both ability and political integrity. Looking back at the chief of Roland's team, Yuan Yoshimitsu is a perverted camera maniac, and Oda Nobunaga is not worrying.

Roland, who was complaining secretly, came to the palace of the king that he hadn't seen for a long time. When he entered the door, he saw Mr. Gilgamesh wandering among a large number of documents.

"Oh? Are you here? It's earlier than I thought."

The man on the throne raised his eyes and looked down at the guest. He smiled quite calmly. Obviously he had already expected Roland to come to see him, and the young man with black hair was not surprised at this, and he leaned forward and sat down on the chair quite naturally. on.

"There are a lot more?"

"Well, it will take a while."

"It's okay, I don't care."

After a fairly natural conversation, Roland started playing on the side, and Siduli left to go busy again after reporting some things.

The long-haired young man used this time to slightly close his eyes and feel the wind elements nearby. Because of the high tower of the gods, Roland would have a clearer understanding of the concentration of ether in the sky here. This was also before he came. It didn't take off, but the reason for grind the gun after sitting down here.

For more than ten minutes, there was only the slight sound of Gilgamesh operating the terminal in the entire hall. It was not until the work of the Hero King came to an end and the files in his hand were put down. The silence was completely broken.

"So, I don't have much time today, so let's get to the point."

Mr. Jin, who raised his head, looked at the young man who also opened his eyes, rare and serious.

"What do you think of the current situation?"

"How do you look...not too optimistic."

The long-haired young man retelled the information provided to him by Semiramis this morning, and added some of his own feelings, and finally concluded:

"In general, it should be regarded as the calm before the storm, but it is certain that the storm can no longer be stopped."

"Well, that means the prevention mechanism has completely failed."

The blond king sighed, raising his scarlet pupils and looking towards the distant sky, his emotions were complicated and difficult to understand.

Although I've seen it again, is the wave of destruction inevitable after all?

Gilgamesh stared at the sky, as if observing the gods in the sky through the unknown obstacles. As the top magician, he had a clairvoyance that could see through the future. He actually had a rough judgment on the direction of things.

Seeing through the future, this is a frightening and enviable ability. Gilgamesh, who possesses this clairvoyance, can be an unpredictable prophet. Since he grew up, all things in the world have hardly attracted his interest. After the knowledge period of the world, Gilgamesh, who saw through everything, felt that everything was so empty and meaningless.

The life and death of the poor, the wealth of those in power, the future of the country, the context of the times, everything is alternated in the pair of red pupils, invisible, he is like a living god, and like a detached from the world Outside the audience, he silently observed the surroundings, only to find that nothing could escape the established ending.

Under this fate-like teasing, Gilgamesh also began to play his life. Since the future cannot be changed, what is the point of working hard?What's wrong with the pursuit of happiness and the final result?

Keeping this idea, Gilgamesh began his willful tyrant career. He does not respect the gods, does not love the world, is tyrannical and powerful, and the warnings of the gods are regarded as the wind in his ears, because he knows that everything will end. Will return to nothingness.

Until that day, on the long street, two people stopped him.

Gilgamesh could never forget how he felt when he saw those two people. Enki is a lock of heaven, a limiter of arrogance that restrains him, and makes him realize that there is a heaven outside the sky, and restore rationality and humility. And Roland , Is the key in his eyes.

Unobservable, unpredictable, unseen peculiarities are the only variables that exist.

When he first saw him, Gilgamesh could hardly believe that such a guy existed in the world, but what followed was ecstatic.

Can it be changed?That kind of future.

Can it be shaken?That path of fate.

Gilgamesh is still not clear about these issues, but at least, he found partners and hope at that time. That was an opportunity for him to return to reason and this reality again.

In a blink of an eye, it has been ten years. Although it is not a short period of time, for him, he has some feelings at a glance. In ten years, the arrogant tyrant has become a respected virtuous king, although he is busy But fulfilling, he wanders on the verge of death every day but feels an unprecedented sense of survival.

It turns out that, sometimes what matters in the world is not the result, but the time for working hard and fighting together with friends and colleagues?

After a long exploration, Gilgamesh thought so.

Uruk, and even the entire future of Babylon’s destruction, has been circling in his mind for many years. He has been able to accept all of this. Even such an ending can’t make his heart wave much, but he is immersed in arrogance. Compared to looking for fun everywhere to fill the void in his heart, fighting with them and struggling to the last moment fascinated him more.

And...survival is not without a trace.

Gilgamesh retracted his gaze and pulled his gaze on Roland. Even if he knew that the preparations he had always prepared might be in vain, the young man with long black hair was still calm and calm. He looked back at the blond king with a faint look. Firm will and confidence.

"Huh? You don't seem to care very much. Is there a winning strategy?"

"No, this is a big event that even Tiamat has reacted to. Why would I not pay attention to it? In terms of strategy, you actually asked an intelligence agent about something like this. Shouldn't you be responsible for this?"

"Hahahaha, this king is just joking."

Gilgamesh covered one of his eyes, and his scarlet pupils said with some rare freedom and ease:

"The king's strategy is to prevent himself from seeing the future of the charcoal. If we use this as a benchmark, we have done a good job. The next thing is to find the truth in the mist.