Chapter 291: There's a Famine Back Home
Gilgamesh furrowed his brow. Usually, he was the one following Mo Shuying around, taking other people's stuff, which he found quite enjoyable. But today, it was happening to him!
He was not pleased.
"What are you doing? Why are you still packing things up?"
Gilgamesh asked, his face dark.
Mo Shuying paused his motion of collecting the fruit platter, stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh! My bad, my bad! It's just a habit, a habit. I thought we were at a feast, hahaha~"
Mo Shuying laughed, but his hands didn't stop. He tucked the fruit platter, plate and all, into his spatial storage. Honestly, even if the fruit from over 4000 years ago wasn't necessarily delicious, it was definitely something he'd never eaten before, never even seen. He could just keep it as a collection, even if he didn't eat it!
"Hmph, if you like it so much, then pack more. My Uruk has plenty of these things. Siduri, bring more fruit. Let this guest see Uruk's specialties!"
Gilgamesh turned and told Siduri, who nodded slightly and left.
Mo Shuying smiled, wondering who would lose their patience first. So, he said,
"Oh! Truly worthy of being the Oldest King, possessing all the treasures under heaven. King of Heroes, your great name is well-deserved. Unlike old Mo here, just a country bumpkin who hasn't seen much of the world. This is my first time in the city, and I can't help but want to take some things back. Hey! Monk! Hand over that plate of pastries in front of you! The commissar at home hasn't eaten yet!"
Mo Shuying turned to Merlin, who had a face full of question marks.
"Pfft!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka burst out laughing, and Mash next to them was struggling to hold it in.
Seeing the two girls like this, Mo Shuying couldn't help but straighten his face and say,
"Gudako, what are you laughing at? Have you forgotten that Chaldea is still in a famine? My King is still in Chaldea. If we don't find a way to bring some food back, Chaldea might be eaten out of house and home!"
"..."
Mo Shuying's words made Fujimaru Ritsuka's face change. She thought for a moment, then pulled a plastic bag out of her small purse and began seriously packing fruit. But after packing just two pieces, she stopped, muttering that fruit wasn't filling enough, and took the fruit out. Then she started packing pastries.
Mash covered her face next to them, feeling utterly mortified, but Mo Shuying gave a thumbs up.
"Not bad, Gudako, you even carry a plastic bag with you? Looks like you've spent a lot of time at the same table as little kids before."
"..."
"...Enough!"
Gilgamesh truly couldn't stand it anymore. How did a perfectly good banquet turn into a feast for scavengers?!
Mo Shuying's movements stopped, and he turned to Gilgamesh, smiling.
"Does King Gilgamesh have something to say? Please, we're listening."
Mo Shuying sat back down, casually pulled out a jug of mead and a cup, poured himself a drink, and slowly savored it.
"Hmph, stop fooling around. Let's talk business. This Holy Grail, I can give it to you."
Gilgamesh drained his cup of mead, then looked at Mo Shuying and said,
"But there are conditions, right?"
Mo Shuying indicated that Gilgamesh had just said those words.
"Indeed, I have conditions, and that is..."
Gilgamesh pointed a finger at Mo Shuying, whose expression changed drastically!
"No! This old man performs for money, but not his body! Bah! I'm not selling anything! You won't get this old man's body with such methods! Even if you get this old man's body, you won't get this old man's heart!"
*Clatter!*
Mo Shuying stood up and shouted, and then the sound of a plate crashing to the ground came from not far away.
Siduri stood there, covering her mouth, her eyes filled with surprise and an "I knew it" look!
Gilgamesh froze for a moment, then his face changed dramatically!
"What nonsense are you spouting, you bastard! How could I possibly have designs on your body?! The card! It's the card! My power isn't complete right now, I can't even use Ea! But if you return my power to me! I can definitely return to my peak!"
Gilgamesh blurted out his conditions in one breath, unable to hesitate any longer, otherwise his reputation would be utterly ruined by Mo Shuying!
"What the heck..."
Mo Shuying felt a bit deflated after hearing Gilgamesh's words.
Gilgamesh's face grew even darker. Why did he feel like he was in more danger?
"How about it? A card for a Holy Grail, is that acceptable?"
Gilgamesh felt a wave of exhaustion. Talking to Mo Shuying for five minutes was more tiring than a full day's work.
"I've been using Archer's card quite smoothly. If I return it to you, it would be a reduction of my own power. After all, I don't want to use Atalanta's card; the cat-girl style just doesn't suit me..."
Mo Shuying began to mutter, though the content of his mumbling was rather suggestive.
Gilgamesh covered his forehead, his heart weary. Perhaps he should just retreat to the Underworld for a while; it should be quiet there, a place where he could find some peace.
"Fine, okay, let's make the trade."
Finally, Mo Shuying made up his mind. He extended a finger, and a card appeared in his hand.
"Huh? You?"
The suddenness of this good fortune left Gilgamesh a little stunned.
"Here, take it. If your power is whole, it will be a great help to us. You are now independent, you are free, and it's time to give your power back to you."
With that, Mo Shuying flicked a finger, sending the card flying towards Gilgamesh.
Gilgamesh reached out and caught it. He could feel his familiar power within, ready to merge, ready to be used at any moment!
"Hmph, you've certainly impressed this King for once. Take it."
Saying this, Gilgamesh also tossed the Holy Grail to Mo Shuying. Mo Shuying took the Holy Grail and found that this cup was indeed different from other Holy Grails.
This Holy Grail seemed to carry something. He could feel its uniqueness just by holding it.
"Mash, can you still store it?"
Mo Shuying looked at Mash.
Mash shook her head.
"My shield can only retrieve one Holy Grail; there isn't enough space."
"Oh, well, I'll keep this Holy Grail for now then."
Mo Shuying said, putting away the Holy Grail.
Just then, Siduri arrived with servants, bringing hot dishes. As various delicacies were placed on the table, the banquet truly began.
Mo Shuying picked up a lamb chop and took a bite. It was incredibly delicious.
Both the texture and the flavor were excellent. It was hard to imagine this level of culinary skill from over 4000 years ago.
"This is really good," Mo Shuying offered his evaluation. Gilgamesh couldn't help but smile upon hearing it.
"Hmph, of course it is. Where do you think this is? This is Uruk!"
A sense of pride was palpable. Mo Shuying could feel Gilgamesh's pride in this land and its people.
The reason Gilgamesh wanted his power back, even at the cost of the Holy Grail, was simple.
He wanted power, the power to protect his people, to protect his territory.
Though the current Gilgamesh was strong, he was far from his peak. This King usually maintained a calm expression, as if everything was within his grasp, but only he knew the immense pressure he was under.
In Mo Shuying's eyes,
He was a true King.
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