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

No one should get used to pain, and no one should live a life filled with hatred.

After living in the Uruk palace for a few days, he gradually got to know Kalia, the watcher who was with him day and night.To sum up, Kalia's characteristics are basically as follows: reserved, kind, insensitive to danger, and in poor health.

The first time I saw Kalia sick was on the seventh night of staying in Kalia's room.

For seven days, he had been sharing the same bed with Kalia, and Kalia, who was deeply sorry for this, proposed to the king of Uruk to prepare another room for Aga at the end of the meeting one day, but Uruk got it. Wang replied quite unreasonably: "What's wrong with a bed? This king and Enkidu sleep in the same bed every day. You and that kid are not as tall as Benwang, so why can't you sleep?" Gilgamesh's glittering golden necklace was dragged out of the study, and after a while there were thrilling fighting sounds outside, so the proposal was dropped.

In fact, in all fairness, Gilgamesh's suggestion is not completely unreliable. The beds in the Uruk palace are basically Kingsize. With Kalia's thin body, even if there are two more Agas, they will definitely be able to sleep.But from another perspective, Aga is the hostage of Kish who was just conquered by King Gilgamesh. In the middle of the night, a clerk who was in a bad mood strangled to death the palace clerk. Tomorrow, everyone in Uruk can only listen to the king's rage. "The bastard can't even remember this" - after all, Kalia is the only one in the palace who can understand Wang's incomparably abstract artistic fonts, and only Kalia has the extraordinary patience to listen to Wang's various kinds of words to infinity. The edicts were summarized and written into an edict that humans can read normally. (Priest Sargon patted the young man's thin shoulders many times to express his emotion that "this is the most important weapon of the country", but his sculptural face directly misunderstood the hard-working clerk as the high priest was very attached to his work. Dissatisfied, and from then on, whenever he saw the high priest, he was so nervous that he carved crooked documents.)

From a good point of view, King Gilgamesh trusted his own judgment and the integrity and character of the prince; but from a bad point of view, as Enkidu said, Gilgamesh's mind never considered over these complex issues.

——So until many years later, Kalia and Aga slept in the same bed, of course, this is a later story.The current situation is that Aga was woken up by a series of suppressed coughs. When he opened his eyes, he saw Kalia curled up at the foot of the bed with his back facing him. The violent trembling of his whole body was clearly visible even under the faint moonlight. .

"What's wrong with you?" He leaned over worriedly, but the person who was coughing violently didn't have the time to answer him.He gently pulled Kalia's shoulder with some worry, and the person who was forced to lie flat opened his mouth to gasp with difficulty, the bright red liquid overflowed from the corners of his lips, and ominous flowers bloomed on the linen sheet.

The bright colors made Aga panic instantly. He knew he was looking for a doctor but he didn't know where the doctor lived. The first thing he thought of was (he walked around almost every day) the palace of King Uruk.So in the middle of the night, King Gilgamesh, who was enjoying the "before bedtime activities" with his best friend, was interrupted by a violent knock on the door. He stared displeased at Aga who barged in aggressively. The dried blood on his arm made him quickly understand why Aga broke in.

"Enkidu, go and call Ninazu, and say that Kalia is ill again."

The imperial doctor with the title of God of Medicine arrived quickly, and poured a large bowl of medicine into the white-haired clerk with ease. The pungent smell of the medicine made Ajia frown involuntarily.It took a long time for the drugged person to finally fade away from his scary flushed face, and opened his eyes to apologize for disturbing his colleagues in the middle of the night. "It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm making toys for Ideon, and I'm not asleep yet." Mr. Ninazu replied, "Go to bed early, and I'll come back tomorrow."

After Ninazu closed the door and left, Kalia turned to look at the young man who had been standing at the door, with a faint smile on his pale face: "Thank you, Aga."

That smile was too pale, so illusory that it would melt into the dim light the next moment.This thought made Ajia's brows furrowed even tighter, and the inexplicable unhappiness surged up after the previous tension subsided, making him a little at a loss.

Kalia, who interpreted the boy's silence as dissatisfaction, turned his eyes guiltily, and his vain voice floated in the silence: "Tomorrow, I will tell the king again, and I will prepare a room for you. This kind of thing always happens, and it will affect you. you take a rest."

"What about you?"

Kalia smiled, and changed her position to lie flat on the bed: "It's always been like this, I'm used to it."

The boy's footsteps broke the silence, loud and hasty.Under Kalia's surprised gaze, Aga turned off the lights, took off his shoes and went to bed without saying a word, his movements were so smooth that he couldn't react in time.The young man lay back to his position silently, and firmly held his palm that was soaked in cold sweat.

"I won't go." The young man's voice sounded in the darkness, a little stubborn and depressed, "You are my watcher, if you are not here, I will beat the king of Uruk."

The child's angry words made Kalia a little dumbfounded, and at this time his body was too exhausted to think about other emotions behind the angry words.He quickly fell into a deep sleep, his thin chest rose and fell slowly with his breathing, so quiet that he couldn't see a trace of the thrill of the disease attack just now.

Ajia was lying beside him, holding his cool hand, awake without any sleepiness.Kalia's understated "getting used to it" pierced his heart like a knife blade, and the stirring pain made him almost unable to suppress his inexplicable anger.He remembered Kalia's suppressed cough when he first woke up.Ajia, who has always been in good health, cannot imagine the pain of a disease that is so severe that he vomits blood and suffocates, but he knows how terrible it is to feel so painful that his whole body convulses.

And Kalia, who was suffering from severe pain, didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, just because he didn't want to wake up the people around him, even though that person was only a hostage of the enemy country, and he would not appreciate his kindness that almost cost his life.

He was a fool, hopelessly kind, a fool.The upright boy closed his eyes and thought silently.

I will retaliate against the insults that the king of Uruk has done to me, and I will never forget the kindness this fool has shown me.

Early the next morning, Aga, who was planning to go to the kitchen to help Kalia bring breakfast, just walked out of the room when he saw the figure of the King of Uruk overlooking all living beings.

This does not mean that Aga has good eyesight.King Gilgamesh has always had the great wish of "let all the people of the world look up to the heroic appearance of the king", and the magnificent garden of the Uruk Palace is the highest point in the entire city of Uruk after the Temple of Heaven. The daily compulsory homework for Gilgamesh, who showed his heroic appearance on the altar of the Temple of Heaven, was to stand here and stare at the world until Enkidu dragged him down with anger on his face.

A Jia, whose anger was full quickly, picked up a wooden stick and rushed towards the target aggressively.

"It's really a mad/dog." Gilgamesh, who had a good view from a high place, easily blocked Aga's attack, and his thin lips like a knife raised a sarcastic smile, "You think you can kill this king?"

Aga kept attacking under his mocking gaze, but Gilgamesh was not even interested in drawing his sword.He easily dodged the boy's aggressive attack, like a lion teasing its prey, adding a spoonful of oil to the boy's raging anger from time to time.The boy's hair-frizzed expression made King Gilgamesh feel a long-lost joy. He unabashedly pulled the corners of his lips, smiling with interest and incomparable evil.

What stopped this chaotic battle was Gilgamesh's wail. Behind Gilgamesh who suddenly bent down with his head in his arms, Enkidu held a thick clay tablet with a gloomy face.

"Are you going to let me call you a fourth time, Jill?" Enkidu's voice was clear and beautiful but full of oppression, Aga felt the cold wind of late autumn howling and rushing all over his body.King Gilgamesh, who was still majestic just now, stood up holding the bag on his head, his handsome face was twisted into a funny face by the pain - this made Aga feel very comfortable.

"You came just in time, my friend." Gilgamesh took off his sword and accessories, smiling dangerously, "it's too boring to play with little ghosts."

A Jia, who was completely unable to understand the direction of the development of the matter, watched in a daze as the two legendary men with extremely high strength quickly wrestled into a ball in the most primitive way, and the precious flowers and trees in the garden were quickly smashed to pieces.In shock, he completely forgot that he was also in this ruined scene. When that dangerous mass rushed towards him, someone behind him suddenly pulled him away and dragged him away from this dangerous battlefield. .

"Why are you pulling me?" Aga asked, looking up at Kalia who had arrived at some time.

"Watching domestic violence is not good for teenagers," Kalia said, wiping sweat from his brow.

After the morning routine exercise, the two disheveled people lay on the edge of the surviving flower bed and peeked at the white-haired clerk and the purple-haired little prince leaving hand in hand.Enkidu turned his head to look at Gilgamesh, who was smiling subtly, and said slowly, "... Agata is very similar to Diarmuid." "The angry expression is very similar." Gilgamesh added calmly.He turned over and lay flat on the flower bed, "This king began to feel that it was the right choice to keep this little devil."

Because you haven't had such a good toy for a long time.Enkidu looked at Gilgamesh's bright smiling face, and silently made up the truth in his heart that Gilgamesh hadn't said.

At this time, Prince Kish, who was still troubled by thoughts such as "the king of Uruk underestimated me" and "those two people are really strong", did not realize that he himself had been included in the list of "new toys" by those two people .Prince Kish, who was deeply affected by the morning contest, developed the habit of getting up early every day and rushing to the high platform of the garden to challenge the king of Uruk, and mastered an amazing skill in the process of being challenged and despised day after day. Skills: Anything you pick up can be used as a weapon.

Many years later, when a knight in black armor appeared outside a certain warehouse in Fuyuki City and suppressed King Arthur's sword with an iron rod, Kariya, a literary young man in the sewer, felt a distant and bitter sadness (he I attributed this to the illusion caused by excessive consumption of magic power), and the king of Uruk, who was watching the battle as a spirit, looked at the iron rod covered with red lines, and felt that he hadn't simply used the treasure to bury the mad/dog alive just now. A handful of failures.