Truth be told, Gilgamesh didn't know much about the holy war in the mouths of these cultists, and he fought not for God, but for himself, to be a hero, to be noticed, to make himself special. It's not great, it's even a little insignificant compared to the cultists, so he doesn't like to talk about it with others.

"Ahh ”

It's just this perfunctory answer, but it can make Red excited, and his face is flushed, as if he has taken some medicine that is not effective for speaking outright.

Maybe it was the excessive emphasis of Red's worship that made Gilgamesh feel ashamed, or maybe the passionate look in his eyes reminded Gilgamesh of reality, and he said it to hide it.

"After all, it is a warrior's long-cherished wish to die for glory. ”

It's just the middle two lines that the immature teenager unintentionally blurted out.

Red Forde is dead.

Gilgamesh didn't know how he got through the battle, all he did was spin around the battlefield like a headless fly, not knowing what tactics were, not knowing what orders his commander had given, just running to the rescue where friendly forces were in crisis.

Swing a sword, save someone, swing a sword, save someone. Just repeating this monotonous action, not only the performance of the artifact in his hand, but also his own abilities were completely forgotten.

Unlike the imaginary one, leading thousands of troops into battle, the chaotic fighting was so intimidating that Gilgamesh's brain couldn't handle it, it was like throwing a super-novice rookie who had just downloaded the game straight to the top and top-level equipment into the top-level dungeon, and there was no other adjective to be found except for helplessness.

But even so, Gilgamesh was cheered by the crowd, and after the corpses on the ground had fought off the enemy, a group of enthusiastic surviving soldiers surrounded Gilgamesh and shouted the hero's name.

Perhaps that's why he can't even remember what he did, but he was called a hero, and Gilgamesh wasn't as happy as he thought he was.

Finally, after asking the excited soldiers to come to the tent prepared for him, Gilgamesh was finally able to relax.

"Really, that's too welcoming, isn't it?"

If there were women in it, they would be rushing to give birth to monkeys.

It's not that he doesn't like this kind of pomp, on the contrary, Gilgamesh wants this kind of thing to happen as much as possible, if he really does something good.

Gilgamesh was still a little self-aware, he knew what he was like in this fight, so he felt ashamed of this enthusiasm from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't enjoy it at all.

After calming down a little, Gilgamesh remembered Red. Although your Red's fanaticism is a little scary, he is also the person who knows Gilgamesh the most in this barracks, and even if he can't talk to each other, he can talk and relieve his boredom.

So Gilgamesh shouted Red's name outside the tent, but he didn't expect to come in with someone he didn't know at all.

The tired look, the bandages looming under the priest's robes, the faint smell of blood, Gilgamesh's first impression of this man was not good.

And then.......

"Unfortunately, Father Red-Forde was unable to escape the area of Wide Magic's attack and returned to God's embrace. ”

It took Gilgamesh a moment to understand what the priest in front of him was saying.

"What?!you—you said Red was dead?!"

The news was too weighty for Gilgamesh to digest right away.

The new priest, Gascoigne, looked at Gilgamesh suspiciously, as if it was difficult to understand Gilgamesh's vacillation.

"This is a battlefield, hundreds of thousands of people die every day, and dead people are a common occurrence here. ”

Yes, this is a battlefield, dead people are normal, and even before there were many people who were killed in front of Gilgamesh, but he didn't take it to heart.

"But, but ....... ”

Unable to organize the language properly, Gilgamesh did not know what he wanted to say, whether he was not ready to face death, or whether the death of an acquaintance seemed to him to be different.

Sure enough, it was still too naïve, and it really shouldn't have come to the battlefield, Gilgamesh strongly regretted it.

"Speaking ....... ”

It's like mending Gilgamesh's fragile mind, Gascoigne said.

"Father Red must have felt honored to fight valiantly to the end of his life, after all, it is a warrior's long-cherished wish to die for glory. ”

The familiar words left Gilgamesh's mind blank, and his heart beat loud enough to make him afraid he would be heard.

"You say...... Wha-"

Gilgamesh didn't ask, didn't ask, didn't dare to ask, because when he asked, he would hear the answer, and the facts behind it.

Was this person present when he spoke to Red before? This kind of question kept wandering in Gilgamesh's mind, did he think that it was because I said that kind of thing that caused Red to die? This kind of question made Gilgamesh's back crawl with cold sweat, was it really because of me?

Even if you grit your suspicion and swallow it, all you get in exchange is the contents of your stomach churning as if you want to be squeezed out.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the memory of Gascoigne's eyes also became disdainful and full of doubts, but the memory of a few minutes ago became blurred, but Gilgamesh didn't dare to look up, didn't dare to look at Gascoigne's eyes, didn't dare to accept that kind of question.

"I, I know, you go out, let me ...... quietly. ”

With that, Gilgamesh heard the rubbing of Gascoige's clothes as he saluted, the sound of distant footsteps, and ...... There was a sneer.

When he was alone in the tent, Gilgamesh did not raise his head, he squatted on the chair with his head in distress.

“...... If you don't blame me, how can you blame me? Even if I hadn't said those words, he would have died. ”

As if to convince himself, Gilgamesh whispered the words.

As soon as Gascoigne stepped out of the hero's tent, he was quietly stopped by a passing guard.

"How's it going? ”

Gascoigne looked distressed.

"The adult seemed sad...... Because of the death of Father Red. It's not incomprehensible, after all, those two are friends. ”

Originally, Gascoigne would have had the same ending as Father Red, but he was saved by Gilgamesh at a critical moment, so he offered to replace the dead Father Red as Gilgamesh's deputy.

"I tried to comfort the adult, but unfortunately failed, it seems that Father Red is very important in the heart of the adult. ”