Age of Heroes, I Was Exposed by Alaya

"This dog refuses to obediently manage the livestock it's supposed to keep. How do you think the gods will deal with a dog like that?"

He smiled even more gently. "Will the gods forge another weapon, whip this disobedient dog, and shackle it with chains to make it completely compliant?"

His voice was soft, without any harsh scolding.

Nor was there any threat of force.

However, All the onlookers who witnessed this were more terrified than the last—

[My heart aches, they're being insulted so badly. Is this King of Heroes' dark history something I can see?]

[Look, that person is like a dog!]

[Damn it, the King of Heroes hates gods the most, and now he's being compared to a god's dog!]

[As expected of you, easily doing things we could never do!]

[Good heavens, they're really exposing the King of Heroes' dark history and publicly executing him!]

"Alright, Nameless definitely won't be the King of Heroes' best friend or teacher this time!"

Mordred smugly crossed her legs.

Given the King of Heroes' arrogance, not even gods could make him bow his head.

Now, Nameless had compared him to a god's running dog, which would surely enrage him.

Mordred could already see a beautiful tomorrow beckoning her.

This gamble paid off!

"But, why do I feel like the King of Heroes will like Nameless even more?"

Gawain stood by the window, bathed in the golden sunlight, and asked back with a hint of confusion.

"Hahaha, you potato spirit, do you think the King of Heroes is a masochist who likes being scolded?"

Mordred burst into laughter.

He was a king of extreme arrogance; how could he possibly tolerate such direct insults?

Gawain smiled and said nothing.

I, Gawain, am invincible under the sun!

For a gambler like little Mo, who won't stop until she's lost everything, the real excitement is yet to come.

Before everyone's eyes.

Gilgamesh, growing increasingly furious, still did not make a move against Nameless.

"You mortal, trying to prove your worth this way, hoping this king will look up to you?"

He suddenly burst into laughter and said with immense arrogance, "Come, kneel before this king and become my most loyal subject!"

"But, I refuse!"

The other party also coldly snorted, returning his words, "I, Nameless, simply enjoy saying no to arrogant people like you! A mere dog raised by the gods, why should I submit to you?"

"You don't want to be this king's subject, are you perhaps thinking of sitting as an equal and becoming this king's friend?"

Gilgamesh was slightly stunned, then laughed with unrestrained wildness. "Don't joke, no one is qualified to be this king's friend, and you are far from it!"

"Nonsense, I wouldn't be your friend either. I've simply descended to your era to protect human history."

Facing the King of Heroes' unbridled mockery, Nameless snorted impatiently. "Protecting it has nothing to do with you!"

The two had been clashing since they met, much to the delight of countless viewers.

It couldn't be helped.

The King of Heroes had always been aloof; ordinary people weren't even qualified to meet him.

Let alone dare to speak to him like this.

Most importantly, calling the King of Heroes a "mortal" and a "dog raised by the gods" didn't make him fly into a rage!

"Mor... Arrogant bastard, how can we solve the famine?"

Gilgamesh asked very seriously.

"You want to know?"

Nameless smiled with great pleasure. "Beg me!"

He smiled in a particularly infuriating manner.

More overbearing and more joyful than the King of Heroes.

It was a stark contrast to Nameless's previous image as a silent guardian of historical figures.

"Mor... Bastard! Do you really think this king won't kill you?"

Gilgamesh barely suppressed his boundless rage.

The violent power surging within him was almost uncontrollable.

This guy, he's provoking him again and again!

Meanwhile.

Watching the video, the many high-ranking officials of Uruk couldn't help but feel indignant.

A mere nobody dared to shamelessly insult their greatest and most glorious King!

It's simply unbearable!

One by one, they couldn't help but angrily exclaim—

"This video is clearly malicious slander against the King!"

"We must condemn the so-called Uploader, Alaya, and demand an explanation!"

"How could our wise and majestic King possibly allow himself to be insulted by a mere nobody to his face?"

In the great hall, countless people were furiously discussing.

A group of people were fiercely criticizing [Nameless], and the Uploader of the video, [Alaya].

Gilgamesh sat on his throne, his expression originally one of great ease and pleasure.

But as he watched, his expression gradually became more subtle.

The pleasant smile on his face disappeared!

He had intended for his subjects to admire the majestic figure of the supreme King of Heroes, and had specifically gathered all the high-ranking officials.

He had also notified everyone in the country to watch this revealing video simultaneously.

Now, it seemed something was a bit off...

In the video.

Nameless, who had been incessantly insulting the King of Heroes, was finally getting down to business.

He held a stalk of wheat in his right hand and a weed in his left.

"Wheat is the staple food of Uruk, but its vitality is weak. However, the weeds growing next to the wheat possess excessively vigorous life force."

Nameless placed the wheat and the weed together. "Therefore, by crossbreeding wheat and weeds, we can cultivate hybrid wheat that possesses both vigorous life force and high yield."

"Hybrid wheat?"

Gilgamesh was slightly taken aback. "Wheat can crossbreed with weeds?"

This treasonous fellow was always coming up with new things to annoy him.

The other party glanced at him sideways. "Gods can also give birth to offspring with humans."

"Cross... Bastard! I haven't killed you yet simply because I find crushing a mere bug to be beneath me. You should be grateful for my magnanimity!"

Gilgamesh was constantly provoked by this scoundrel, yet strangely, his desire to strike grew weaker.

This made him feel inexplicably happy.

It felt like escaping a deadly loneliness, finding someone with whom he could speak without reservation, someone who was kindred in his depravity!

"Tch, can't even speak the truth, this is what a King is like."

Nameless grew more disdainful. Under his furious gaze, his vermilion eyes continued calmly, "Hybrid wheat will increase yield by three to five times."

"That high?!"

Gilgamesh instantly forgot his anger.

Just by crossbreeding with common weeds, the yield could increase severalfold.

If the yield were this high, would his subjects still need to pray to the gods?

"Not only that, I also have what Gawain, that potato spirit, loves the most—potatoes!"

Nameless produced a round, yellow-skinned object with sprouts growing from it.

He pointed to the sprouts. "See? Each of these sprouts can be cut off, and in just over two months, they will bear several fruits this large, enough to feed people!"

"Potatoes... hybrid wheat..."

Gilgamesh suddenly felt that this guy wasn't bragging at all.

These two treasures would be enough to feed his subjects, and they wouldn't need to pray to those disgusting gods!

Was this what the other party called "man will conquer nature"?

An interesting man, it seemed he needed to be rewarded handsomely!

The onlookers who saw this scene couldn't help but burst out laughing—

[666, you managed to show off again this time!]

[These two things, placed in ancient times thousands of years ago, would be veritable weapons of mass destruction!]

[The chuunibyou King of Heroes is a tyrant, but not an idiot. He'll definitely understand the use of these two items. Could it be that he's going to become best friends with Nameless?]

[Haha, me and the few sons and grandsons in my dorm have this kind of rotten friendship!]

Next.

As Nameless and the King of Heroes bickered, time flew by.

Hybrid Wheat and Potatoes also saw a bountiful harvest, easily resolving the famine without the need to pray to the gods!

Siduri, the high priestess wearing a veil, approached to report, "My King, the Goddess has arrived!"

"That useless Goddess is coming?"

Gilgamesh's crimson eyes suddenly turned incredibly cold.

Just as Nameless had said, in the eyes of the gods, humans were merely a herd of livestock, and he was the dog tasked with managing them.

Ishtar, as the Goddess of Beauty, Harvest, and Battle, was the most doted upon by the other gods.

She was an arrogant and utterly unrestrained deity.

Previously, she had toyed with him time and again, attempting to treat him as a plaything and lock him away in her treasure vault.

It was nothing like the love songs sung by mortals!

Gilgamesh looked at the figure in the red cloak beside him, "Nameless, let me see how you deal with a Goddess!"

"You're scared of her, and you want me to take the fall?"

Nameless retorted without politeness.

"Hahaha, this King is merely too lazy to deal with such a scoundrel Goddess. I'll let you, another scoundrel, handle that useless Goddess!"