【Shine】Vital

Enkidu's daily day began when the morning sun slanted on his eyelids through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He opened his eyes, got up and put on a white shirt, a dark military uniform, and black boots under his straight military trousers. His figure was thin, with a narrow waist drawn out by a belt, and a military cap was put on top of his head with a black brim The eyelashes are slightly blocked by the shadows, and the whole person looks delicate and energetic, and finally does not look like a god who does not eat fireworks.

When he arrived at the base, Gilgamesh had already been training (tiao) and training (jiao) soldiers on the training ground, patrolling with pride, and if he found a mistake, he would ask for trouble, making the atmosphere on the training ground extremely tense and deadlocked.

Enkidu took a look from a distance, smiled wryly and shook his head and left.

He went to the building where the guide was specially trained and was isolated separately, and began to review and consolidate the guide's ability and become more proficient in killing skills.

The training system of the guide is different from that of the sentinel. The sentry focuses on the development of the five physical senses and the secondary ability, while the guide focuses on mental attacks, and assists the sentry to restore physical strength and adjust the spirit at critical moments.

A guide like Enkidu who is both DPS and milk has no weaknesses.

Enkidu's worst subject in his studies at the Tower was the Analysis of Human Behavior.Because he is not interested in human emotions and has no curiosity to explore, and at the same time hates meaningless killings and battlefields, he was evaluated as "cold and soft-hearted" by his instructor, and he hesitated repeatedly whether to agree to let him graduate.

After all, in the battlefield, soft-heartedness is the Achilles' heel.

However, Enkidu knew that he was not soft-hearted and hated war.

All creatures except humans kill to survive.

He couldn't comprehend that human beings did not want to survive, but just their own desire to take the lives of other creatures.

Shamut taught him that any life is worthy of respect, and human cubs are their future.However, in war, no matter old or young, women or children, they will all be ruthlessly swept under the wheels of war and die a miserable death.

Just in terms of results, Enkidu, a manufactured tool, is actually more moral and compassionate than humans themselves.

Enkidu was sitting in the single room, which was a soundproof study room for guides, looking down at the "Analysis of War Behavior", looking at the writing with no expression—or without Gilgamesh by his side— At this moment, his side face was as cold and hard as a statue, neither sad nor happy.

Now that the war is about to start, no matter how quickly he adapts to the realization that his hands will be stained with blood, he cannot let his sentries be in danger.

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It was almost noon when Gilgamesh returned to the office, and the training field after leaving him was full of relief and wailing. Even if he survived the battlefield, he had no hope for his future life...

The instigator, Gilgamesh, was also in a particularly good mood, leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, shaking red wine and tasting in his spare time.

He usually has a similar expression when he is in a good mood, arrogant and arrogant, shaking the glass casually and gracefully, with malicious and scrutiny in his eyes.

Occasionally when Agga comes in to deliver documents and sees Gilgamesh’s expression, he’s always terrified and afraid that this old man will come up with some fun (the last one in the running circle holds a sign to the red light district and shouts that he’s incompetent/goes to the cafeteria to do it after eating) The dark cooking/for a week without sleeping and climbing with heavy loads/buying your face in the water and insisting on holding your breath for 3 minutes to experience the potential of near-death stimulation), since coming to the Rhea Army, all the team members can proudly declare with blood and tears that they can The surviving self is an elite that no one in the world can defeat.

"Ring Ling—"

Gilgamesh knew who was calling without looking, and he picked up the phone with an impatient tone.

"If you're okay, don't always occupy the military channel to chat."

"Ah, it's so heartless. Do you talk to your mother like this? You really have a guide and you will cross the river and tear down the bridge. Forgot how you hugged your mother's thigh and cried and begged me to adjust your five senses?" Ning Sun said on the phone. An elegant joke.

Gilgamesh said patiently, "If you're here to spread rumors, then call me!"

"Guy who can't take a joke," Ning Sun curled his lips boredly, "I have some rare information, aren't you interested?"

"Say." Gilgamesh ordered concisely.

"Hmph, I still want to know," she said with a smile, "Sure enough, it's about your guide, will you always become a little patient?"

"..." Gilgamesh thought carefully for a second and cut off the wire.

As if aware of his son's intentions, Ning Sun quickly got back to business.

"Okay, okay, I really can't take a joke. It's a follow-up to what happened last time... It's not right to say that, your guide, the process of escaping from the god religion, seems to have been artificially erased, without any clues, Forget about it, it’s not a big deal anyway.” Ningsun was as open-minded as Gilgamesh on Enkidu’s matter, “As long as the child is still yours, then his past is not a big deal ...It should be like this, but considering your special physique, I am also trying to find a way to keep that child alive for you."

"……How is the result?"

The sound of fingers tapping the table came from the other end of the phone, which completely coincided with Gilgamesh's thinking action at this time.

"No idea," Ning Sun said calmly, "This is not an easy task. In fact, when your father wanted to kill you, it was just a desperate gamble, so you can consider this as the last resort—— If your life is in danger, perhaps your sentinel instincts will stop draining your guide's life force."

Gilgamesh sneered, "There are still people in this world who can drive me to a desperate situation? Unrealistic fantasy."

"If you think so, then your guide will only lead to a dead end," Ningsun pointed out calmly, "It is you who said 'you don't need to be more than a guide', and I am just making suggestions for you. The situation is too rare, and your guide is also special, if you want to hold your ego and pride, and it doesn't matter to watch your guide being sucked by you, withering away and dying, then you can ignore my warning."

"..." Gilgamesh was silent for a while, "I'm stating a fact, who else can defeat me?...Moreover, I can't deliberately put myself to death for a guide."

"Then it's at a stalemate now. I'll continue to look for clues. If I can know how he was created and escaped, there may be further possibilities," Ning Sun asked earnestly, "Is there anything wrong with him now?"

"..." Gilgamesh pressed his frowning brows, "It's the same as you were... memory recall and outflow began to appear, and the pheromone level was temporarily unbalanced."

"It's just an initial symptom," Ning Sun analyzed. "All body fluid exchange must be stopped now, and there will be a period of time in the middle. Stabilize his mental state. If memory recalls on the battlefield and leads to a semi-comatose state, he will be slaughtered." , the alliance will not let him look at the face - the war will start immediately, and the war will end as soon as possible."

"I know."

Ning Sun sighed, "I know you value him, but you have to calm down and don't underestimate the enemy. I will inform you if there is a situation."

"...Who cares about him?" Gilgamesh snorted coldly and hung up the phone with a snap.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

The guide's pheromones spread, and the scent of grass and earth entangled Gilgamesh.

"Come in."

Enkidu pushed the door open with the book in his hand, and his long green hair fell from his shoulders.

"What to eat for lunch?"

"Whatever," he raised his eyebrows, "Have you finished training?"

"Well, I just finished reading it..." His words were interrupted by the messenger who hurried in.

The messenger soldier in dark military uniform looked straight ahead with his legs together, and saluted the military.

"Convey the latest order. Three days later, the Rhea troops and other troops on the front line, with Colonel Gilgamesh as the commander-in-chief, will fight against the alliance and win at all costs. Follow-up orders will be issued soon--I wish you all good luck Changlong."

Gilgamesh and Enkidu looked at each other, and the former's face was obviously gloomy.

Gilgamesh stood up, walked to Enkidu, pressed his shoulder, and said to the messenger, "I see."

Enkidu only felt that the weight on his shoulders was unusually strong, and he tilted his head slightly, only to see Gilgamesh's frowning side face and gloomy pupils.

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