Godslayer: My Girlfriend Red Tassel

Asylum of the Gods.

"Whoever is on me, get off me now!"

Su Yan and Lin Qiye squatted outside the door, looking at each other in silence.

"Tell me... should I tell him the truth?" Lin Qiye rubbed his cheek, feeling a slight toothache.

"If I tell him, knowing his temper, he'll definitely make a huge scene. But I can't bear not to tell him; he still thinks he's having a mental breakdown... Ugh, more than twenty hours a day, even a person of iron couldn't stand that!"

Su Yan clicked his tongue twice, looking equally annoyed.

No wonder Gilgamesh always complained that there was something dirty on his body.

...I initially thought he was just out of his mind, but it turns out there really is something dirty inside...and not only dirty, but also filthy!

Just thinking about the scene transmitted back by the king... the goddess didn't say a word, and immediately launched into a Soviet-style sitting, five slashes per second, rolling blue waves, it can be said that she was as strong as a mountain and as powerful as the world, with clouds locking the peaks and water flowing by itself!

Moreover, her divine constitution made her almost tireless; aside from eating and sleeping, she did nothing else.

The ancients were right: there is no field that cannot be cultivated, and an iron pestle can be ground into a needle; with enough effort, even an ox will die from exhaustion!

"Let's tell him anyway," Su Yan said after thinking for a moment.

"Although it might seem like we're taking advantage of their vulnerability, we're here to negotiate, so this can be considered as increasing our bargaining power."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Lin Qiye's eyes when this was mentioned:

"I still have to ask you for help with this. I'm too familiar with King Gigi, there are some things... I can't say them out loud."

The allocation of artifacts from the Royal Treasury must be discussed with Gilgamesh beforehand. After all, he will eventually recover and be discharged from the hospital, and he will reclaim his treasury. If the Great Xia takes advantage of his illness and disposes of those artifacts without authorization... given his fiery temper, who knows what kind of trouble he would cause.

It's important to know that Gilgamesh was a complete tyrant in legends, and his personality was never that of a pushover.

Originally, because of Lin Qiye, he might have had a better impression of Da Xia. But if he touched his things without permission, it might backfire and completely destroy that goodwill.

“It is indeed my responsibility to speak up. Anyway, I’m not familiar with him.” Su Yan nodded, got up, dusted off his clothes, and pushed open the door to go inside.

Ward number five was filled with an atmosphere of extravagance. Gilgamesh was lying on his back on the bed, his hands gripping the sheets tightly. His screams echoed throughout the room, a scene so tragic that it could make men speechless and women weep.

"I really didn't want to come when a man was doing his business; it's a bit awkward..."

Su Yan coughed lightly, forced a smile, and wanted to greet him, saying, "Brother Jiji, busy, huh?" But then, embarrassed, he blurted out:

"Um... bro, Gigi's busy, sorry to bother you."

As soon as the words were spoken, the two of them froze, motionless.

A moment later, Gilga sat bolt upright in bed, grabbed the velvet quilt and pulled it over his legs, and said sternly:

"Who gave you permission to enter my room without authorization? Get out!"

After saying that, he looked around as if he wanted to find something to throw at him.

Su Yan raised an eyebrow and nimbly moved half a step towards the door, ready to slip away at any moment. Although he was vigilant, he wasn't particularly flustered—this guy was only polite to Lin Qiye, who had cured his illness, but he always had a sour face towards everyone else, looking at everyone as if they owed him eight million.

To be friends with this kind of person, sincerity alone is not enough; you must at least have the strength to subdue him.

Clearly, Su Yan is not like that yet.

“Your Majesty, I have come on behalf of the Great Xia Dynasty with sincere intentions,” Su Yan quickly said. “We have found your [Royal Treasury], and we have also found the descendants of the Kruk people who disappeared eight hundred years ago.”

"Ok?"

Gilgamesh paused, his hand gripping the lamp, and stared at Su Yan with a gloomy gaze:

"What do you mean?"

"Don't misunderstand, this is absolutely not a threat." Su Yan raised her hand to signal him to calm down. "If you are willing to give me ten minutes, I would be happy to tell you the whole story. I believe that after hearing it, you will be glad that you didn't rush to take action today."

Gilgamesh was indeed a tyrant to the Sumerian civilization, but he also cared about the people of Uruk.

After a moment of silence, he spoke in a rare moment of gentleness, gesturing with his chin to the chair beside him:

"Sit down and talk."

"I'm not sitting down. If you grab a lamp and throw it at me later, I'd better stay away so I can dodge it..." Su Yan muttered to herself, but on the surface she just smiled and shook her head, standing there organizing her thoughts.

After a moment of contemplation, Su Yan finally decided to use a segmented... conversational style!

He began by explaining how the team found the turtle in Atlantis.

This proves that Bactria not only never coveted his treasure trove, but also saved the life of his divine tortoise; otherwise, the day Phorcys achieved supreme power would also have been the day the divine tortoise perished.

Sure enough, after these words were spoken, Gilgamesh's expression softened again, and he said in a deep voice:

"Since everything is a coincidence, and the Great Xia found the divine tortoise after my death, and considering your kindness to the tortoise, then this matter is not considered offensive. I will not concern myself with how many forbidden items and divine artifacts you take from the treasure vault, but…"

Gilgamesh looked up at Su Yan:

"But the four supreme artifacts are the foundation of my existence. If they are taken away, I must get them back once I recover. Do you understand?"

By saving the turtle's life, Gilgamesh was already being very generous by allowing the user to freely take the artifacts.

But Su Yan wasn't satisfied with that, and sighed:

"Your Majesty, please don't rush, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Su Yan paused for a moment, then recounted in detail how, during the eight hundred years after Gilgamesh's death, the Sumerian gods stole his body, disguised themselves as his subordinates to hide in the treasure vault, and how the moon god Nanna ultimately slaughtered the people of Uruk.

"What did you say!"

boom--

A tsunami of monarchical law swept over him, Gilgamesh's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he fell into a state of rage. Wisps of golden law in the air boiled like tiny lightning bolts, cutting countless dark cracks into the solidified air.

Is this the divine power of the supreme god...? Su Yan clicked his tongue in amazement.

Without the aid of a supreme artifact, Gilgamesh might not have the raw power to ascend to the highest tier.

But if we're just talking about arrogance, few people are arrogant than him!

"Uh...maybe."

Su Yan suddenly thought of Lin Qiye, who had kept his mind from wandering, and his lips twitched slightly.

"It's them again! They've gone too far! They've gone too far!"

Gilgamesh roared and suddenly looked at Su Yan, saying:

"It's not impossible for you to have the supreme artifact, as long as you can kill Nanna. You can choose one of the following: [Star Coin], [Holy Grail], or [Sword]!"