Just as Annanu had said before, the current Gilgamesh was very weak.
So weak that he was practically a different person from the Gilgamesh of Annanu's lifetime.
Though the divine blood within him had granted Gilgamesh a powerful body and a long lifespan from birth, in Annanu's memory, while Gilgamesh could not defeat either him or Enkidu, he had undoubtedly been strong and robust. His strength surpassed that of a bull, and divine power seemed ready to overflow from his body, constantly giving others a sharp and powerful impression.
But after being summoned as Servants, in this era decades later, both Annanu and Enkidu had realized that Gilgamesh no longer gave off that powerful feeling.
Perhaps because he had grown from a tyrant into a true wise king, Gilgamesh had drawn all his presence inward. He no longer spent time training his body or honing his strength, instead devoting more of his time and energy to governing Uruk.
At the same time, perhaps because he could see certain other things, Gilgamesh's workload had increased tremendously. And those eyes that saw through time took no ordinary toll on and inflicted no ordinary damage upon his body—although Gilgamesh had a long lifespan, he was not truly long-lived. Even at the very limit, he might only have lived for a few centuries, much less under such conditions of working nearly day and night while using an ability that damaged his body.
Perhaps it would have been good enough if Gilgamesh could have lived as long as an ordinary human.
Yet the truth was that Gilgamesh's lifespan might already have become shorter than that of an ordinary human.
His body had reached the brink of collapse.
From that perspective, perhaps he and Lawrence would have had quite a lot in common.
So—
"As long