Although she had not the slightest talent for magecraft and was merely an ordinary person.
Her intelligence and wisdom, however, meant she was destined for an extraordinary future.
But why had this cat been staring at her the entire time?
Luo Ya could not help gritting her teeth—
You're shamelessly flirtatious, but you won't let me touch you. What exactly are you trying to do?
"Fou... Fou (What does this strange person want)?"
Fou had been sitting in the middle of Wei Gong's thighs the entire time.
It had claimed the softest and warmest seat in the house.
It kept watching her warily.
She looked like a human girl on the outside, but she gave off a terrifying aura on the same level as its own.
The most frightening thing was—
An endless fluctuation of mysterious power coiled around her.
It seemed to originate from countless Human Histories, from the fear and curses of countless humans directed at her.
What a heavily sinful person!
Who exactly are you?
"All right, stop staring at her. Watch the video properly."
Wei Gong reached out and patted its little head.
If outsiders learned that these two beings were living in his home, it would certainly cause panic and terror among everyone in the world, including all the Heroic Spirits.
This video seemed to be exposing the Black History of him and Chūnibyō Flash calling each other sons like dorm mates. Just thinking about it made him feel like he was facing a Public Execution!
He had originally wanted to properly protect Human History. But who could blame him when Chūnibyō Flash was so irritating? After fighting the man to the death in another Timeline, he had not developed the slightest bit of affection for him.
Naturally, he would use the Personality Correction Fist to turn him into the most popular Wise Flash!
"Hmph!" Luo Ya snorted coldly.
That little cat clearly seemed strange. Could it really have come to repay a kindness?
But she was overthinking it. She should just continue watching the video.
In the video,
A handsome young man with golden hair, vermilion eyes, and a body gleaming with gold appeared on the screen.
Anyone could recognize him at a glance. He was Gilgamesh!
The most ancient King of Heroes, two-thirds god and one-third human!
However, unlike the imposing form of the twenty-first-century King of Heroes, this King of Heroes had a more youthful appearance.
[Wow, the King of Heroes before he was fully grown is so handsome!]
[Why does he look like such an arrogant chūnibyō?]
[Where's Nameless? This time he's a man. Let's see how you'll win him over!]
[The person above seems to have forgotten that the King of Heroes likes both men and women!]
[Stop rushing me, stop rushing me. I've started drawing the doujinshi!]
The Prime Minister's Residence.
Mordred stopped working and stared at the screen without blinking. "Could Nameless even win over the King of Heroes?"
If that were really the case, it would be terrifying.
Among all the Heroic Spirits in the world, the King of Heroes stood at the very peak.
No, no, she was overthinking it!
That was absolutely impossible!
The King of Heroes had publicly mocked him earlier—
[ Tsk, a woman is ultimately a woman. She actually wants so badly to compete for a man. Nameless Heroic Spirit, if you dare appear before me, you'll only end up willingly submitting to me and honoring me as your king! ]
To this king, even someone as powerful as Nameless could not possibly earn the slightest bit of attention!
"So, in what capacity is Nameless approaching the King of Heroes this time?"
Mordred stared at the video.
Merlin had suddenly contacted her earlier and said he could find Nameless.
But that bastard made her want to chop him with a sword, so she had no desire to cooperate with him at all.
If she sought the King of Heroes' help, she could definitely find Nameless before Father King did!
The video continued.
The whole of Uruk seemed to be suffering from famine.
Countless people by the roadside were emaciated, squatting there weakly.
In the distance, one could even see corpses strewn across the ground.
There was also the terrifying monster Humbaba, which had forcibly occupied the entire forest, preventing the people of Uruk from felling trees or gathering fruit from within the forest.
This was precisely the punishment of the gods—the punishment for humanity's insufficient faith in the gods!
The youthful Gilgamesh frowned as he looked at the people. "What exactly should I do to save this country?"
"Then come and beg me!"
A familiar red cloak appeared.
Nameless had arrived!
"You can help me?"
Gilgamesh slightly raised his head to look at him.
The man's red cloak fluttered in the wind as he spoke with a smile. "Of course I can. But first, you need to acknowledge me as your teacher!"
I didn't get full attendance this month. A one-yuan tip only gives the cat ten cents, so I can't open a bounty. I'll open one next month and work myself to the bone!
"You're teaching me how to do things?"
Gilgamesh looked at him with utter disdain.
No one would believe someone who suddenly appeared and inexplicably claimed that he wanted to be their teacher.
Although he was young, he naturally possessed an extraordinary air of superiority, as though he had been destined to stand above all others.
This was the King of Uruk, two-thirds god and one-third human, who possessed the bloodline of Anu, the King of Gods!
Nameless replied calmly, "I can teach you how to become a qualified king and lead your people toward happiness."
"But I refuse! I, Gilgamesh, love telling self-important fools like you no! What makes a mere mongrel qualified to teach me?"
Gilgamesh did not show the slightest courtesy.
Even though the red-cloaked man before him was extremely mysterious and powerful, carrying the aura of a visitor from another spacetime,
it still could not make him take the slightest notice of him. Instead, he looked at him as though he were a small insect waving its claws around.
Countless viewers watched the scene and all burst out laughing—
[Hahaha, the familiar "so good" moment is coming!]
[Why does the King of Heroes seem kind of chūnibyō and foul-mouthed when he was young?]
[Nameless must be dreaming. He actually wants to be the King of Heroes' teacher???]
[I've always liked the King of Heroes the most. He has more money than he can count!]
[Do you really like the King of Heroes? I'm too embarrassed to say it for you! You covet his wealth, you degenerate! I covet his body, and I'm honest about it!]
"As expected, with the King of Heroes' arrogance, he could never agree to let the other party become his teacher!"
Mordred took a bite of roasted potato and swallowed it expressionlessly.
These days, Gawain had been making her potatoes in all sorts of different ways every day.
They had been a little tasty at first, but no matter how delicious something was, eating too much of it would become tiresome.
Now she was beginning to suffer from PTSD whenever she saw potatoes!
And those Knight of the Round Table insisted that she had to persist for more than a year before it would be effective.
Remembering the "honesty" among the Eight Virtues of a Knight, Mordred decided to trust these elegant and reliable Knight of the Round Table.
Back then, it had been these knights and Nameless working together who had helped her rapidly mature and grow stronger!
"Little Mordred, want to make a bet?"
The radiant and imposing Knight of the Sun, Gawain, looked at her with a broad smile.
Mordred glanced sideways at him. "Bet on what?"
In the previous bet, she had not believed that Nameless truly existed. The video had consequently slapped her in the face, forcing her to follow the terms of the bet and eat potatoes for a year.
Father King had always criticized her for not being a qualified knight.
This time, Mordred decided to prove to him that she would keep her word!
"It's simple. I believe the King of Heroes will regard Nameless as his most important teacher or Dear Friend!"
Gawain smiled with dazzling brightness. "If I lose, you won't have to eat potatoes for a year anymore. I'll also help you find Nameless, and I'll handle a year's worth of official duties for you! If I win, you'll eat potatoes three times a day!"
It was an extraordinarily tempting bet!
"I..."
Mordred was somewhat uncertain.
In Vengeful Witch and The Perfect King, Nameless had both performed far too outstandingly.
But the King of Heroes had said that he had only one Dear Friend, and that was Enkidu, the Chain of Heaven.
No one else was qualified to become his Dear Friend!
"Fine, I'll take your bet, you Potato Spirit!"
After hesitating for a moment, Mordred finally nodded in agreement.
She was already eating potatoes twice a day. At worst, she would add one more meal.
A gamble could turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!
Once she won,
she would not have to eat potatoes or handle a mountain of documents, and could enjoy an easy year!
The video continued.
"You like calling other people mongrels. But here's the problem: you're two-thirds god and one-third human, so you're a mongrel yourself!"
Facing the King of Heroes' disdain and rebuke, Nameless looked at him with an almost-smile. "People always lack something, and that's why they want to obtain it!"
As soon as he said this, the entire scene fell silent.
"You mongrel, you actually dare insult me?"
Gilgamesh froze for a moment before glaring at him in fury.
It was not just him.
The spectators who had been eagerly enjoying the spectacle were all stunned.
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