Solomon's Thirst

Gilgamesh's childish, sulking provocation made Leon shrug. He did not take it to heart.

Instead, he kept watching Solomon, who silently sipped his drink. Sensing Leon's gaze, Solomon turned to look at him but said nothing, merely staring back at Leon with a mechanical sort of reaction.

Leon chuckled softly. Such a pure yet indifferent personality was nothing like the Romani Archaman he remembered.

Upon hearing Gilgamesh's words, Iskandar burst into laughter and decisively refused. "Let us forget that proposal. But judging by your expression, you are not reluctant to part with the Holy Grail, are you?"

"Of course not." Gilgamesh took a sip...