17. Chapter XVII
Tonight's moonlight is really beautiful, a crescent moon hanging high in the sky, not in the slightest by the prosperity of the underground Fuyuki City, but because of this, it looks even more pure and quiet, as if within reach.
In early spring, the winter trees are still a little breezy and the old-fashioned house has a small garden with a few cherry blossom trees planted in the courtyard, which are already blooming in the warm wind. Under the cherry blossom trees, you can see scattered pink petals.
Kyogokuhiko set up tables and chairs in the open space of the courtyard with the little monsters, and poured a wine cup full of wine, the color of the wine was as clear as water, the breeze blew through the waves, and a piece of cherry blossoms fell, and the aroma was overflowing, and he was drunk before drinking.
His expression was rare peaceful, sitting quietly under the tree and looking up at the crescent moon like a hook, his eyebrows and eyes revealed a little unconscious sadness and softness, and he changed into a dark red and gold-sprinkled crane, which was very lined with the crimson glass jade cup in his hand.
However, this softness was only a flash in the pan, and his eyes turned back to his arrogant and indestructible appearance when he opened and closed, raised his chin slightly to look at the void, and said with a smile: "Even if you come, you have to hide, what is the difference between you and Xiaoxiao?" β
"I don't see the servants to greet each other, and it's such a shabby place, there's not even a place to stay." The gilt golden brilliance shone, gradually converging into a figure on the roof, with facial features and a wanton smile, and an open mouth with a very mocking atmosphere.
"Uninvited villain, I didn't kick you out directly, it's enough courtesy." The corners of Kyogokuhiko's mouth hooked up a sneer, and the aura that was constricted was fully opened, "Don't kneel down and thank you yet!" β
"Pretty daring, bastard." The scarlet pupils of the visitor shrank, and he was still smiling, but the unsteady aura around him was obviously angry, "Why don't you cut off your legs so that you can never stand up?" As he spoke, large golden ripples appeared behind him, and dozens of weapons with infinite might revealed their sharp tips.
"If you dare to speak wildly in front of the emperor, it will be difficult to eliminate the anger in your heart if the nine clans are wiped out." There was no fear on Kyogohiko's face, the wine cup in his hand was flipped and smashed to the ground by him, and the moment he shook the crane and got up, countless water-colored long swords behind him pointed directly at the person, and the blue flames jumped on the blade, and the moment it ignited, the heaven and earth fell several degrees, and the white mist could be seen between the breaths, faintly revealing the suffocating aroma of wine.
The two glanced at each other and found that the other party was as unlikable as they expected.
While the cold light of the treasure flickered, the long sword was ready to be launched, but no one was willing to make the first move in the-for-tat, and the atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a while, Kyogokuhiko squinted and looked at the person who came, sneering in his heart and criticizing his bad taste in the pure gold armor of his body, the style of killing Matt with a golden retriever on his head, and the inexplicable middle two breath of opening and closing his mouth, and even more arrogantly raised his chin in an attempt to look down on him in momentum.
ββThere's no way, according to the height of the little master, he can only look down on others in terms of momentum.
The night breeze in early spring is a little cool, not to mention the fact that the fire quietly spreads to cover the sky and the sun, so that a layer of white frost is condensed on the cherry petals, and the dew on the tips of the grass is silently shaken.
And the petals that floated to the eaves were torn into powder by the sharp aura emitted by the treasure before they could get close, and fell in pieces among the grass, adding a faint aroma of cherry blossoms to the aroma of wine.
Time is very careful here, silent every minute and second, as if a little more sound will be directly ruined, only dare to mix in the moonlight, step by step with the clouds.
Out of nowhere, a cloud drifted away, and without long eyes, it broke into the stagnant atmosphere, swaying and drifting with the breeze, and for a second, the bright moonlight covered it, and the sky and the earth were dark for a moment.
"Ding!" "Ding!" Two crisp sounds of gold and iron sounded in the darkness, and the dark blue flame color collided with the bright golden edge, and it was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes in an instant, and the scene disappeared without a trace in less than half a second.
The clouds slowly drifted away, and the clear moonlight fell again, but the oppressive atmosphere was no longer visible, and Kyogokuhiko lowered his head and stroked the fine dark lines on the edge of the wide sleeves of the crane, and a chuckle overflowed from his throat.
The visitor was also laughing, laughing without any disguise, his figure turning from the roof to the illusory and re-solidifying under the cherry tree, he laughed wildly and presumptuously, bent down to look into Kyogokuhiko's eyes: "I am the hero king Gilgamesh." β
The narrow and bright red eyes were as sharp as the pupils of a poisonous snake, facing the eyes of the young man, pure black, tearing away all disguises, revealing the sharp eyes indifferently and unreservedly. The two pairs of eyes were full of similar arrogance, with a majestic spirit that seemed to be able to devour heaven and earth, and full of interest, as if they had found a fresh toy.
The height difference is a bit much, but the momentum is not bad at all.
"Did you know that staring at someone for more than three minutes can be tempting." Kyogokuhiko suddenly said, "We've been looking at each other for two and a half minutes. β
"Oh, don't you admire the majesty of the king?" The corners of Gilgamesh's mouth hung in a vicious curvature, and his eyes were a little more charming and bright.
"Don't worry." Kyogoku slapped his face away and wiped his hands at the corner of his clothes in disgust, "I'm not interested in the second year of secondary school disease that is still stuck in my teenage years. β
"The hair hasn't grown, do you really know what 'sex' fun is?" Gilgamesh clasped his hands and snorted.
"In the next year, I can play more advanced than you." The little young master raised his eyebrows, although he did not touch those men and women who climbed into bed by himself, but the royal enlightenment was enough to be varied, especially after finding that he had never touched those people, the tricks sent were more and more novel day by day.
Therefore, the young master's lack of practical experience, theoretical experience can indeed kill a certain king in seconds.
After all, there is still a thousand-year-old gap in cultural development.
Gilgamesh looked at Kyogokuhiko from top to bottom, and let out a sneer, obviously taking the little master's words as a dead duck's hard-mouthed young spirit, and without half believing it, he opened his mouth and asked, "What about the rabid dog you raised?" β
"Dilumudo isn't here." Kyogokuhiko tilted his head and smiled happily as if he had discovered something, "Isn't it an ulterior motive to keep paying so much attention to him?" Without waiting for Gilgamesh to speak, he continued, "Last night too, in the middle of the night, he would have been peeping far away, if I hadn't reacted in time, he would have fallen into your hands by now." β
"I'm not interested in the down-and-out lost dog." Gilgamesh said, "Isn't that more graceful than Saber's awe-inspiring beastly form?" β
"It's a pity that there's an unlikable Master." Kyogokuhiko said, "Things that are too noble, just like this cherry blossom, the flowering period is too short, and it is not as decadent as it withers, and it is long and beautiful." The cherry blossom petals in his palm withered and shrunk together in a blink of an eye, showing the little master's favorite red, full of sad colors.
"Lancer, for example?" Gilgamesh pouted, "What a bad taste, you." β
"You and I, each other." Kyogokuhiko backhanded the petals to the grass, laughing like a child, "Or do you think I'm some kind of savior fantasy with stupid compassion, trying in vain to save the poor little one who has fallen into hell?" β
No kidding, the little young master has never been bored to that kind of Cheng dΓΉ in his life, just like he can not hesitate to adapt the most painful story of Dilumudo into a bloody novel, the servants who have committed three or four crimes are just his after-dinner pastime, he admires the fight of the trapped beasts in hatred, plays with the heart that has been tainted and lost discernment, and guides the direction at will, allowing the young man to completely lose his direction.
"Of course not." Gilgamesh sighed, "You are more of an evil embodiment than I am. β
"Yes." The young master made a surprised expression, "This is all thanks to the Holy Grail. Or rather, the credit of the world that had the greatest malice towards him - although only a little, but the twisted thoughts in the Holy Grail did not know how to infiltrate some part of his consciousness.
Especially the part that is aimed at the poor vicious dogs.
While the two of them were talking, they suddenly heard a rumbling thunder in the sky, and they stopped talking together, and made way for the ox cart of the conquering king to fall slowly.
"What you want." The King of Conquest took out a food box and handed it to Kyogohiko, complaining, "It's hard to find this place, you can't sit open, how can you drink freely." β
"Rest assured." Kyogohiko opened the food box and took a look, took a bite from it, and said vaguely, "I'm waiting for you to come." As he spoke, silver-blue ripples rippled under his feet, and the familiar fluctuations of magic power made Webb's eyes widen, and he lost his voice: "Inherent enchantment?!" β
"Sort it out." Kyogokuhiko recalled the wonderful taste of whipped cream and strawberries mixed in the ice skin in his mouth, and replied absentmindedly, they were no longer in the small mansion, the soft touch of silk cloth under their feet, a whole piece of azure silk spread on the grass, next to a small stream, the stream was clear and you could see a few small fish swimming, and there were a few clusters of aquatic plants growing between the round pebbles at the bottom of the water, Weber didn't stand firm and sat on the ground, a few grasses were pulled down by him, and turned into thin jade strips, which frightened his hands to shake, The jadeite falls into the water and turns into soft grass and flows down the river.
True. Weber, a poor man, stared at the green grass and refused to calculate its specific value.
And really. The rich Kyogokuhiko had already taken off his shoes and socks, sat barefoot by the stream, pulled a grass and teased the small fish in the water, and at hand was an open food box, which was a neatly arranged glutinous rice dumpling, with red beans on the translucent ice skin as eyes, and mint leaves colored to make ear shapes, just like a rabbit.
Yu Duo's Kansai limited new product snow skin whipped cream strawberry cheese glutinous rice ball, the little master used the privilege to book several boxes half a month ago, and specially airlifted a box to try it.
-- Although he asked Weber to stop by to help get it.
By the way, the price of such a box is half a month's living expenses for the poor Weber.
The King of Conquest was naturally well aware of the subtle hatred of the rich in his little master's heart, rubbed his short hair with a smile, and sat down with him, crossed his legs and forcibly pressed Webber beside him, and asked Kyogohiko, "Where is the wine?" β
"The water flows, and the wine comes from itself." Kyogokuhiko pointed to the end of the stream, and one by one the glass wine cups floated down the water, and just where they were sitting, they encountered the reef and the water flow slowed down, so they stopped one by one, swaying in the water and floating in the water, small fish swam back and forth around the wine cups, and from time to time probes the top, the wine cup was full of wine and swayed, and a few drops of wine splashed into the water, overflowing with a strange aroma of wine.
"I've got a wine from the Western Regions from a private library, please." Kyogokuhiko scooped a sake cup from the water, picked up the second glutinous rice dumpling and dipped it in the wine, and stuffed it into his mouth.
The King of Conquest took out a glass of wine from the stream, took a shallow sip, and the rich aroma made his eyes light up, and exclaimed: "Good wine!" β
"The slave maid serves Xiao Langjun a drink." The maidservant girl in red brought a bamboo kettle, and a straw made of bamboo was inserted in it, and Weber took it and saw that it was red and sweet, and it was clearly a whole pot of grape juice!
What the? Gilgamesh, you ask?
The little master didn't invite him to drink again, and kicked him out when he opened the enchantment.