[Shin Master Lan Yanqiang Professor Emperor Weber has] the lock of the sky

Time can always heal all wounds, and memories will always be embellished to perfection.

King Gilgamesh, who had won a great victory, did not even enter the city. After killing the first warrior of Kish, the Uruk army quickly left Kish and returned home. At the same time, they brought back hundreds of prisoners of war including Prince Aga. .

King Gilgamesh's unexpected behavior shocked Sumer again.And only Enkidu knew that on the day they won in Kish, Gilgamesh received an urgent secret report from Uruk: the remaining nobles in the city planned to take advantage of the king's expedition to Kish to launch a rebellion.The Uruk army's departure from Kish was actually not a triumphant return, but an extremely embarrassing escape.They didn't even have time to sleep for three whole days. The first thing Gilgamesh did when he returned to Uruk was to kill and exile all the nobles who participated in the rebellion.After the execution was stamped, he didn't even have the strength to hand over the clay tablet to Kalia, and fell down on the throne and fell unconscious.

Gilgamesh, who had slept all day, did not wake up until late at night. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was his favorite emerald green pupils. When the eyes met, Enkidu naturally smiled at him.He raised his hand to touch Enkidu's eyelids with some emotion, the fatigue of the battle and the tension of dealing with the rebellion dissipated in the intimate movements.

It seems that only by your side can I relax—Enkidu, you are really the most precious treasure I have got...

Enkidu closed his eyes slightly, changed his position and rubbed his chin on Gilgamesh's shoulder. His long green hair was scattered around him, tangling with his falling blond hair.

"I changed your clothes for you just now." Enkidu said slowly, with a bright, beautiful and gentle smile, "Aren't you going to explain what happened to the knife wound on your waist, Jill?"

Enkidu's voice was soft and gentle like a spring breeze blowing across the river bank, but now this spring breeze made King Gilgamesh, who dared to pinch even a god, feel cold sweat quickly gathering on his forehead.It doesn't feel good to be threatened by someone in his own palace or on his own bed. Gilgamesh thought about it for a while, and chose the statement that he thought would least make the situation worse: "It's just not being on the city wall." careful……"

Enkidu showed his pointed canine teeth, and his smile was pure and full of temptation.He lowered his head close to Gilgamesh's ear, and his hair fell on Gilgamesh's chest, igniting a string of flames like a fuse.

"I remember I said, don't think that I will let you go easily if you are hurt." Enkidu's breath blew into Gilgamesh's ear, and his slender fingers slid down his chest in a provocative gesture. Let the room quickly filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.This punishment is really true, it has won the essence of this king.When a certain place was getting hotter, Gilgamesh curled up his lips and smiled contentedly. If this kind of punishment is the same every time, it would be good for the king to suffer more injuries.

Gilgamesh, who never refused the initiative of his best friend, raised his hand and stroked Enkidu's back, raising a smile known as a "rogue" in later generations: "My king has no objection to your initiative...take that! "

The little snake that Enkidu hid in his sleeve was now leisurely nestling in Gilgamesh's abdomen, and his cold body turned all hesitation into shivering.Unable to struggle at all, Gilgamesh gritted his teeth and raised his head. Enkidu, who was straddling him, smiled slyly: "It turns out that Gilgamesh is really afraid of snakes."

"Damn Sargon, what did you say to you?" Gilgamesh greeted the high priest of his own temple in his heart, the subtle coolness in his abdomen climbed up his spine, and he scratched his scalp in a burst of numbness. Holding Enkidu's hand, even his voice trembled a little: "Take this away first...Enkidu..."

The pitiful tone made Enki restrain his playful expression involuntarily, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't condone the behavior of some people acting coquettishly and shamelessly. Enkidu grabbed the little snake and held it in front of Gilgamesh. He said suddenly: "In the future, do you still dare to say nothing and take risks casually?"

"You actually dare to threaten this king... If you don't dare, you will never dare again!!"

The next day, King Kish, who was defeated in battle, sent an envoy to ask for peace. Gilgamesh, king of Uruk, sat in the palace to accept the envoy's obeisance. The king, who was very interested in treasures, did not accept any compensation. He released all the captives, and the king of Kish was deeply moved by his kindness and compassion...

——Of course this is the official propaganda.The fact is that the king of Uruk released all the captives, leaving only Aga, the prince of Kish, as a hostage.

"The legacy of raising tigers." The high priest Sargon looked at Prince Kish, who was tied up but still had stubborn eyes, and said in a contemptuous tone that he said, "My lord, you broke your brain in a fight yesterday."Gilgamesh habitually ignored the contempt of the high priest, and withdrew the seal symbolizing the kingship of Uruk on the clay tablet on which the peace treaty was written. "In this way, I will repay Kish's kindness to Uruk." Gilgamesh who said this stared at the prince kneeling under the steps with blood-red eyes, and his smile was as dangerous as a lion.His implication is very clear, if there is another incident between the two countries, the prince of Kish will be a sacrifice to the gods.

If everyone repays the kindness of others in this way, the great flood will submerge the world again tomorrow.Kalia, who attended the peace talks and was in charge of recording them, sat behind the thick crimson curtain in the audience hall, silently cursing.

The so-called diplomacy has always been the same law of the jungle from ancient times to the present. Although the defeated King Kish was full of anger, he had nothing to do. He had to leave his favorite only son with the king of Uruk who was known for his tyranny. Ke's sword hangs from his head and neck.Since then, the most powerful city-state in Sumer has come to an end, while another city-state has become a synonym for power.The disappointment of King Kish made the prestige of King Uruk, and the name of Gilgamesh has become a household name in Uruk since then.King Kish, who believed in the oracle and forced Uruk to send the prince as a hostage, did not know how he felt at this moment.

Aga, who was taken hostage in Uruk, first met Kalia half an hour after becoming a hostage.

The tied-up boy stared angrily at the arrogant Gilgamesh, wishing he could burn two holes in his body with his anger.Gilgamesh narrowed his blood-red eyes slightly, smiling playfully as if teasing a grumpy cat.

"Tyrant of Uruk, I will kill you!"

This sentence made everyone's faces change, but Gilgamesh still smiled enthusiastically. He said to the beautiful attendant with long green hair beside him, "Enkidu, give me the knife."

to be killed.Thinking like this, the young man stubbornly raised his neck, and there was no trace of fear in his purple eyes.

The sharp blade just cut off the rope that bound his whole body, and Gilgamesh smiled happily in his astonished eyes: "Let this kid stay in the palace, Kalia, you are responsible for watching him, don't let him In a fit of excitement, he stabbed himself to death and soiled the king's palace."

After saying this, Gilgamesh dropped the knife and turned around to leave, but before he could take a step, the green-haired beauty pulled the necklace—yes, it was the necklace—and dragged him back.

"Wait, why Kalia? Can't you give it to Priest Sargon?" The kind Enkidu looked back and forth worriedly at the thin white-haired youth and the lion-like Prince Aga. Watch out for dangerous behavior of lions.

"My friend, let go first... This king doesn't want to give Sargon a toy! In short, this king has already decided that you don't care... Let's go to the woods to hunt lions!" Glancing at the young hostage, he dragged his close friend Enkidu out of the audience hall, Uruk officials and guards also followed the king, and he was the only one left in the audience hall after a while.When Aga was wondering, the glaring crimson curtain in front of him suddenly opened, and a thin white-haired young man came out slowly. He moved down the steps with some difficulty, walked up to Aga and looked at the young man with a smile: "Hello, Prince. My name is Kalia, clerk of the King of Uruk."

The young man named Kalia looks a few years older than Aga, but his height is barely taller than the 14-year-old him.The slender limbs were wrapped in linen robes, and the exposed arms and ankles were so thin and pale that they were sickly.His whole body looked as thin as a stunted sapling, as if a gust of wind could break him in the middle.

Aga clenched her fist angrily, gritted her teeth and cursed the arrogant King of Uruk.

So mean.The young man thought unwillingly, no matter what kind of warrior he sent, he would not give in to violence, but how could he send such a man who might not even be able to wield a sword to watch him? !

"The king hasn't arranged a place for you yet. If you don't mind, you can stay in my room temporarily. This way please." The white-haired clerk didn't seem to feel his hostility at all, and his smile was still warm.Before he could answer, Kalia took his hand and led him to the depths of the palace.The young man's fingers were slender and cold, and the force holding onto his wrist was so weak that he could break free at any time, but those slender fingers that seemed to be broken at any time were like the strongest shackles that restrained his actions.They walked through winding corridors and passed a magnificent building (Aga noticed that the facade of this vulgar golden building had obviously been repaired many times-he silently despised the taste of the king of Uruk again. ), the haughty voice of King Uruk happened to come from that palace, piercing into his heart like a sharp sword.He stopped almost immediately, shook off Kalia's hand, and ran into the palace.The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and Kalia's groin in pain came from behind him. He turned his head in a daze, and Kalia, who was thrown away by him, fell to the ground, his pale face full of obvious painful expressions.

The young prince stopped in bewilderment, he looked at his hands, guilt flooded his anger for a moment.

"...I'm sorry, I..." He apologized in a panic, and his quick and nimble steps just now suddenly became heavy like lead.Kalia smiled and shook her head to stand up. Aga noticed that the movement of the left side of his body was a little slow: "It's not your fault, it's my poor health."

Kalia smiled nonchalantly, and held Aga's hand, "Let's go."

The king of Uruk leaned on the porch outside the palace, looking at the clerk and the young man behind him who were walking away, with a smug smile.He turned his head and said to his close friend, "Now you understand why I sent Kalia there?" Enkidu shook his head, and did not comment on Wang Man's expression of "come and praise me for being wise and powerful".

"This is my residence, it's a bit cramped." They finally stopped outside a building with a small garden, and Kalia pushed the door open and smiled apologetically at him, "I'll ask the servant to do it for you later." Prepare the necessities of life, please wait here for a while. Although the king said that he will take care of you, you are still a distinguished guest of Kish, and you can visit here as you like."

"Although this sentence sounds a bit strange, but—" Kalia seemed to be a little embarrassed, and then raised a smile like a spring breeze at him, "Welcome to Uruk, Aga."