The Final Battle

Konan's meaning was clear: she wanted to eliminate two of Gilgamesh's people and weaken his forces.

But Orochimaru was obviously not going to agree so easily.

The closer they got to the end, the more cautious they had to be.

It could even be said that only the final battle remained before victory in the event.

And the current negotiations were also part of the battle—the smoke before the fighting.

Orochimaru ultimately obtained a promise.

He set a time and would attack Gilgamesh's territory together with Konan and the others.

However, this promise seemed to have little meaning. Once they truly attacked, the situation might still turn into Gilgamesh and Konan eliminating Orochimaru together, or Gilgamesh and Orochimaru eliminating Konan together.

Both sides understood this perfectly.

Still, Orochimaru had achieved his objective.

"Everything is ready. The battle will begin soon." Orochimaru glanced at Lancelot, who was still watching television, and revealed an intrigued expression. "Do you have nothing else to do with your time besides watching your king on television? Sometimes, I really wonder whether you like the queen or the king."

"I have done nothing to betray the king with the queen." Lancelot lowered his voice and turned his head, seemingly somewhat angry.

"Indeed. I believe that's called platonic love." Orochimaru did not mind Lancelot's anger and merely smiled. "I can understand. When a woman whose husband is another woman develops mutual feelings with a gentle, refined, and handsome knight, that's perfectly normal. If emotional infidelity were also punishable, there wouldn't be many innocent men or women left in the world."

"You understand love?" Lancelot's face was full of mockery.

"I merely feel that compared to greater things, love is too insignificant. In most cases, it only makes things worse." Orochimaru's reply was hoarse.

Lancelot fell silent.

He turned