Mo Shuying watched Gilgamesh suddenly turn hostile towards him. Instead of feeling angry, he felt a deep sense of relief, almost as if his child had suddenly grown up.
"Gil, you've really grown up, haven't you?"
Mo Shuying looked utterly relieved, even reaching up to wipe the corner of his eye, like an old father on the verge of tears.
"#!"
A vein throbbed on Gilgamesh's forehead. Without another word, he pointed his massive axe at Mo Shuying!
*Boom boom boom boom boom!*
Numerous magic staves shot out from the ring of light behind him, launching an attack!
"You're really going for it!"
Mo Shuying wasn't flustered when he saw Gilgamesh truly launch an attack. For Mo Shuying, Magecraft had little effect on him.
*Bang bang bang bang bang!*
Mo Shuying could shatter the Magecraft attacks approaching him with just his fists. If it were Archer-class Gilgamesh, he might pose a slight threat to Mo Shuying, but Caster-class Gilgamesh? In Mo Shuying's eyes, he was just a kid brother!
"Hey, hey, hey, hey~ Gil! Isn't this welcoming ceremony a bit too grand?!"
Mo Shuying raised his hand, caught a fireball, smoothly spun his body, and then threw the fireball back.
*Boom!*
Another bolt of lightning struck the fireball, and light from the fire and electricity exploded in the air. Immediately after, a Shadow Entity shot through the light, charging towards Mo Shuying! It was Gilgamesh! Axe in hand, he brought it down in a powerful chop!
*Clang!*
Mo Shuying blocked the blow with his bare hand. The two stood in a stalemate, seemingly locked in a struggle, but in reality, Gilgamesh was just gritting his teeth and straining!
"Stop!! Both of you, please cease this!"
Just as the two were locked in their standoff, Merlin arrived.
"You two, please stop this affectionate behavior the moment you meet. We can sit down and talk things through. There's no need for knives, guns, or axes."
Merlin stood at the doorway, a smile on his face. Immediately after, Siduri, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mash, and Anna quickly followed.
Siduri's expression changed when she saw Gilgamesh and Mo Shuying fighting, and she turned to shout.
"Guards!! Guards!!"
She thought Mo Shuying was an enemy and that she had been deceived!
But then,
"No need, Siduri. Go have someone prepare a banquet. This King wishes to host a distinguished guest."
Gilgamesh withdrew his attack, his Noble Phantasm returning to the Gate of Babylon, and spoke with an arrogant gaze.
"Ah? This? King, you… Yes, Your Majesty."
Siduri was a bit confused for a moment, but in the end, she bowed and left to prepare the banquet.
Gilgamesh scrutinized Mo Shuying from head to toe, taking a good while before speaking.
"So what's the deal with you? Is this body serious? Catching this King's Noble Phantasm with your bare hands? Can you get any tougher?"
The axe Gilgamesh had just used was a very high-grade Noble Phantasm, yet it hadn't broken through Mo Shuying's defense. Gilgamesh understood that Mo Shuying's body strength already surpassed most Noble Phantasms.
"You make it sound like I want to be like this. I'm an Assassin! Have you ever seen an Assassin as tough as iron? If I could put my defense into speed or attack, I would've been invincible ages ago, okay? Do you think I want to be this tanky? Do you think there's any benefit to an Assassin being this tanky??"
Mo Shuying spoke with a mournful expression.
Gilgamesh frowned, unable to resist asking, "Is there no benefit?"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Mo Shuying extended an index finger, wagging it in front of Gilgamesh, and then…
"No, what I mean is, you can't imagine the benefits of being this tanky."
"…"
Gilgamesh felt like he was about to pull out his axe again!
"Alright, alright! Both of you, calm down. It's already so late. If you two start fighting again, it wouldn't be good to disturb others. Besides, we also have something to report. King Gilgamesh, your Court Mage Merlin is here to report that we have obtained the Holy Grail."
Merlin quickly stepped in to mediate, swiftly changing the subject.
"What? You obtained the Holy Grail?"
Indeed, Gilgamesh's attention was drawn to the Holy Grail. He truly hadn't expected that Merlin and the others would obtain the Holy Grail in less than a day after leaving? That fast? It certainly wasn't Merlin's doing; that guy had searched for the Tablet of Destinies for half a year and still hadn't found it.
"Yes, a pure gold 999.9 Greater Grail, practically given away for free."
Mo Shuying couldn't help but show off a bit. Gilgamesh frowned, then a golden light flashed behind him, and a Holy Grail appeared.
"A Holy Grail? As if anyone doesn't have one."
Gilgamesh caught the Holy Grail and raised an eyebrow at Mo Shuying.
"…"
Mo Shuying was speechless.
Seriously? Are you a child, throwing a tantrum?
"Mr. Mo, Romani said before that even though every Singularity has a Holy Grail, there's only one true Holy Grail. The others are just copies. Only by finding the true Holy Grail can Humanity's History be saved. I've already checked; the Holy Grail you gave me and the one we got before are no different, but the one King Gilgamesh has seems to be the real one!"
Mash stepped forward and said. As soon as she spoke, Gilgamesh couldn't help but smile.
"Haha! Excellent, Mash, you've spoken well. What this King holds is Uruk's Greater Grail, the true Heaven's Feel, not something those fakes can compare to."
Gilgamesh then looked at Mo Shuying again, grinning.
"Do you want it?"
"…"
"If you want it, it's not that this King can't give it to you, but this King has conditions."
Gilgamesh gently flicked the cup with his finger, and a clear, pleasant sound echoed.
"What conditions?"
Mo Shuying didn't know what Gilgamesh wanted. As the oldest king, with the Gate of Babylon at his disposal, what could he possibly lack?
"Heh, the condition is…"
Gilgamesh was about to state his terms.
"My King, dinner has been prepared."
Siduri emerged from the side, bowing respectfully.
Gilgamesh smiled, then turned and walked toward Siduri.
"Very well. Since dinner is ready, let us eat and talk. You've all had a long journey. Please, come in."
With that, Gilgamesh left first. Siduri stepped aside to let Gilgamesh pass, then looked up at Mo Shuying and the others.
"Please, come in, everyone."
After Siduri spoke, she also turned and followed Gilgamesh. Mo Shuying didn't think much of it. Eating and talking… that certainly fit his Huaxia habits. It was time to show off his true feasting skills! He quickly followed.
And so.
The full moon hung high, bright and flawless.
Moonlight cascaded down, draping the divine tower in a silvery glow.
On the divine tower's platform, a long table was laden with food and drinks.
Gilgamesh sat directly at the head of the table, picked up a jug of ale, and filled the Holy Grail.
"Hmm~ Pouring ale with the Holy Grail, the taste truly is different."
Gilgamesh held the Holy Grail to his nose, sniffing lightly, a look of enjoyment on his face.
But Mo Shuying acted as if he hadn't seen it. He pulled out a chair and sat down. The table was mostly covered with fruits and pastries; the cooked meat dishes were still being prepared. After all, only a few minutes had passed, and it was already impressive that this much was done.
Mo Shuying reached for a jug of ale, sniffed it, and the clear aroma of barley was indeed pleasant.
He casually put the jug into his spatial storage.
Then, just as he reached for an unfamiliar fruit, he turned to Gilgamesh and said with a smile,
"What did you just say?"
"…"
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