Chapter 9: The Return of the Two Kings
"My lovely father, can you explain what you did with that goddess of Zhengtaikong a few days ago? Do you know I'm worried? That guy looks like a swinger! β
Yakumo Yufeng now feels very uncomfortable, as if his body is constantly being run over by a road roller.
This feeling is not an exaggeration, Enki, who was so shaken by the strength of the tendon A, that even Gilgamesh next to him could not stand it anymore, and moved his gaze to the pile of clay tablets next to the throne.
Energetic, there are not many clay tablets left for this king, and he is worthy of being a master!
"You don't just button someone's hat...... Your dad and I really have nothing to do with that goddess! Who likes a tablet? β
Yakumo Yufeng hurriedly explained, and if Enqi shook it down, maybe this heroic spirit body would dissipate into a spirit son.
Hearing Yakumo Yufeng's explanation, Enkidu still had a kind smile on his face, and said with satisfaction: "Come to think of it, that kind of flat-chested goddess is indeed difficult to arouse Dad's desire, and Gilgamesh should have rejected her because of this." β
"Right? Right? Right!? β
A few drops of cold sweat oozed from Gilgamesh's forehead, and Enkidu's tone was already a naked threat!
And are you two persecuting the city gods of Uruk like this? Although people really don't have a good reputation......
Although Gilgamesh is usually fearless, looking at the smile on Enkidu's face now, he still feels it from his heart.
"That's nature, who would like that kind of prodigal flat-chested goddess!"
Gilgamesh agreed, and walked to the throne.
I picked up a clay tablet and looked at it.
"Oh! Isn't this Lord Enkidu and the King? You're finally back. β
Siduri, the king's secretary, entered the temple and saluted Enkidu and Gilgamesh, who had returned.
"Siduri, ......"
Gilgamesh looked up to say hello, and then he saw several guards come in with two carts of clay tablets.
The smile on his face froze suddenly.
"Wang, today's clay tablet has been shipped to you, Lord Yakumo Youfeng is really not good at government affairs, and I ask Wang to finish reading yesterday's clay tablet as soon as possible."
Sidhuley said in a respectful voice.
"This king understands, this king is really bothering you these days when this king is away."
I was still too naΓ―ve, and I would have expectations from my master...... If it weren't for Siduli's urging, maybe the master would have just picked on him......
I don't know if there was a mistake, so let's deal with these things quickly.
Gilgamesh looked at the clay tablet in his hand with some distress, although he was still very young, the king also had to worry about his hairline.
"Jill, Dad and I won't stay here to bother you, let's go home first."
After saying that, he took Yakumo Yufeng under his arm and took it away.
"Good daughter, put me down! Dad, I'm not a doll, and didn't you say you're not a child? You're past the age of playing with dolls! β
Yakumo Yukale was caught under his armpit and protested dissatisfiedly.
Enkidu retorted seriously: "Of course I don't treat my father as a doll, I am naturally not a child who needs a doll." But now my dad is no different from a child, and I have to take care of my dad. β
Ahhh was countered to the army, who did this girl's black belly learn from! Obviously I'm so simple.
He must have been taught badly by Gilgamesh, and he had to be trained twice as much when he went back.
Gilgamesh's hand holding the clay tablet shook suddenly.
Well? How can this king have a bad premonition...... That group of miscellaneous cultivators is coming again?