"The structure is quite interesting. It differs from every known magecraft construct built upon existing magecraft foundations."
Under Kurgarru's somewhat horrified gaze, Lawrence climbed onto Uruk's city wall and dismantled a Divine Authority Seal.
"Um, sir..." Kurgarru's hands trembled slightly, as though he wanted to say something.
"Hm? What is it?" Lawrence held something resembling a magecraft core in his hand and turned to look at Kurgarru in confusion.
"N-Nothing."
As one of Uruk's few remaining high-level combatants after Annanu and Enkidu, the two halves of the Shield of Humanity, had died, and Ishtar and Nanshe had been sealed away, Kurgarru had naturally witnessed King Gilgamesh ascend Uruk's walls and painstakingly construct these Divine Authority Seals bit by bit, with utmost care and seriousness.
Yet the supreme crystallization of magecraft born from Uruk's hopes had been taken apart by the woman before him in less than an hour.
And this had been Gilgamesh's own order, so no matter what Kurgarru wanted to say, he could not say it.
Lawrence looked at the magecraft core in his hand and blinked. He understood why the child called Kurgarru wore such a tearful expression.
Didn't Kurgarru regard Annanu as his father? Lawrence was of the same generation as Annanu, so was there anything wrong with calling him a child?
There was not.
Lawrence actually found matters like this rather strange.
Of the seven annos, he was the only one who had passed down his bloodline.
Anno had an adopted son, Sakumura had an adopted daughter, neither of whom were biological children. Annanu's child had been molded into existence, and Annanu himself had not particularly wanted to acknowledge him. Oushen and Norla were both relatively young and had no children. As for Xiang An, he had intended to first accomplish the great task of