[This is only limited to doing this in the Uruk Dynasty.]
[The court system and political system of Uruk are not as complex as modern times, and it doesn't take much effort to deal with them.]
[Moreover, the Age of Gods is dominated by gods.]
[Human rule itself is secondary.]
[With the protection of the gods, Gilgamesh, no matter how he manages, won't be too bad~]
[This is also a reason why you are relieved.]
"Your Majesty, you can't run away. Lord Moran is willful, but you can't be like this too!"
"Siduri… hahaha… how could this king run away, just going out for a walk…"
Gilgamesh still wanted to try to run away.
However, Siduri was obviously watching him closely.
At this moment, he couldn't help but admire his elder brother's speed, he looked like an old fritter who had slacked off countless times.
Oh, what else can I say?
Until now, Gilgamesh has to learn from Moran.
[So, you once again embark on a journey of slacking off.]
[While passing through various city-states, recording various information, while reliving different customs.]
[This kind of experience makes you feel particularly interesting.]
[It's like writing a travelogue.]
[You also often add travel feelings, as well as various reading notes and annotations, etc. in the government reports.]
[Siduri saw these manuscripts you sent back.]
[In addition to admiring your excellent ability, she couldn't help but smile at your leisure.]
[The dignified chancellor of Uruk.]
[But he is always thinking about where to travel.]
[Although the Uruk Dynasty is still thriving, it makes people feel a little worried about this uncertain future.]
[As time goes by, another ten years have passed.]
[Siduri's worries came true.]
[Uruk finally ushered in its own disaster, and Gilgamesh, who ushered in his coming-of-age ceremony, finally broke out.]
[On one side is you who slacks off all day, and on the other side is Gilgamesh who is pulled by Siduri to govern every day.]
[In the end, Gilgamesh ushered in some kind of awakening.]
[Well, it's from the spiritual aspect.]
[Gilgamesh looked at the mountains of government affairs, his eyes were drowsy.]
[After a while, he seemed to have figured something out, and a trace of unclean brilliance radiated from his eyes.]
[This light became brighter and brighter.]
[A joyful smile couldn't stop showing.]
"Why should this king work hard at home, while that bastard is traveling around outside!
Hmph… From today onwards, Uruk must completely follow this king's will… This king has worked hard for so long, it's time to enjoy it, yes… it's time, this king is the son of God…"
Gilgamesh lay on the throne and smiled.
At the same time, he threw away the stone tablet casually.
His domineering aura overflowed, posing in a pose as if he was looking at people with his nostrils in a chuunibyou manner.
It's over, the child has entered puberty.
"Your Majesty, w-what do you mean!?"
Siduri quickly picked up the stone tablet that had been thrown on the ground.
These stone tablets are engraved with government affairs.
I saw Gilgamesh standing in front of the hall, his proud figure with his hands behind his back revealed indifference and joy.
After experiencing these mountain-like heavy government affairs.
This king understood the "truth".
He did not listen to Siduri's call, but continued to look ahead and take steps straight forward.
"Son of God, King of Heroes, Leader of Mankind, Emperor of the Age of Gods - these are the status and prestige possessed by me, the Wedge of Heaven. Each one is stronger than the other, each one is higher than the other in status and official position! My name is Gilgamesh."
Gilgamesh showed an arrogant smile.
This time, even the usual parted-style golden hair stood up towards the sky as if it had been sprayed with hairspray.
"I am the strongest person in this world! Since I stepped into adulthood, magical power and divinity have been constantly increasing in me! Making my strength so strong that only my brother Moran can be compared with me!"
Gilgamesh paused when he talked about this.
Immediately, he remembered the tragic past decades of being bullied, the black history that had no face at all.
His smile added a hint of madness: "Compared with? Hmph! Maybe my current strength has already surpassed my bastard brother by far! So, in order to ensure that I always sit in this supreme position, I will do whatever it takes to do everything that needs to be done!"
At this point, Siduri swallowed.
It seemed that the wise king who had been reasonable in the past was becoming more and more distant, and she saw the gradually budding figure of a tyrant.
Could it be that there are really too many government affairs?
Did it really drive the king crazy?
"In addition to dealing with everyone who disobeys me, I will also make them dedicate to me what can help me! If they don't obey, even if they are my subjects, I, Gilgamesh, will not let them go! Because, this is my royal way, my - way!"
Gilgamesh walked towards the throne as he spoke.
The surrounding ministers and Siduri were all stunned, not knowing what kind of wind the king was smoking.
Most people lowered their heads and dared not look directly.
Even when Lugalbanda was in office.
The amount of government affairs was less than half of Gilgamesh's.
"Maybe some people don't recognize me, but when most people in the world trust me and think I am the most noble hero and the greatest king, how can I be wrong!?
No. Even if I become a tyrant and make thousands of people suffer, as long as it is for the prosperity of Uruk and the prosperity of human reason, and others dare not resist and fear me! How can I be wrong?"
Gilgamesh seemed to see through the thoughts of the ministers.
He said it indifferently.
"Even if it's wrong, in the end it's the fault of human beings, the fault of ignorant people, the fault of mongrels! Because, without my amazing wisdom and great power, people will only live under the cruel and painful rule of the gods!
So, everyone who doesn't want to die and doesn't want to suffer must love me, be loyal to me, respect me, and worship me!"
Gilgamesh sat on the throne.
He cocked his legs, revealing an unruly and joyful face.
It was as if he had realized the truth of the world.
Throwing the black history of being beaten violently by Moran in the past behind his head, he saw the duty of himself as the Wedge of Heaven.
"Admire me, the child of the gods, swear to die for me, the Wedge of Heaven, the great hero—I, the King of Uruk… I, I, I—Gilgamesh!!!"
Gilgamesh raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the throne.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
They realized Gilgamesh had changed; the approachable atmosphere had completely disappeared.
Replaced by an arrogant golden tyrant.