I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"Then you guys continue chatting, I'll go find someone first." Jill opened her eyes, pulling her consciousness out of the space where they had been talking, and looked at the room in front of her again.

"Hmm... I've regained a little strength..." Jill glanced at the clock on the bedside table.

It was 11:58, and then it just turned 11:59.

I glanced out the window; it was pitch black—it was definitely night.

Jill simply didn't get up, remaining in bed and using the little magic she had recovered to open the Gate of Babylon, allowing the Lost Child of Zero to fall into her hands.

When the hour, minute, and second hands of the alarm clock on the bedside table completely overlapped, Jill felt her depleted magic, divine power, and life force instantly restored.

It was like pouring a slow, clear stream of water directly into a dried-up well; Jill's strength was quickly restored.

“It’s truly amazing,” Jill remarked, looking at the Zero Hour Lost Child in her hand.

It's truly amazing. As long as you wear the Zero Hour Device, no matter how much power you've consumed before, once it's midnight, all your power will be restored.

No wonder this treasure is considered a coveted artifact by all Crimson World Apostles.

“Zero Hour Lost Child… what exactly are you carrying…” Jill murmured to herself, her crimson eyes flashing and dimming.

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a beautiful girl with green hair walked in.

When she saw that Jill was awake, a look of surprise and delight flashed in her eyes.

Jill, however, seemed somewhat hesitant to look the girl in the eye.

After learning the truth from Chen, Gil was very grateful that Enkidu would arrive in this world at least two weeks later, giving him time to accept the reality.

Accept the fact that your soul's predecessor was the Destruction Factor, the Destruction Factor that destroyed the Chains of Heaven (Enkidu).

However, Enkidu has now appeared directly in front of Gil.

Jill felt a little flustered.

He dared not look Enkidu in the eye.

Even though he had said he would never let her stand in front of him again.

Sometimes, the truth is more cruel than a lie.

Before knowing the truth, Jill felt disgusted by the Destruction Factor that destroyed the Chains of Heaven (Enkidu), but now...

Gil asked in a low voice, "Enkidu...did you already know?"

Enkidu saw Gil's expression.

Guilt and sadness; he looked like a golden retriever puppy afraid of being abandoned.

Enkidu walked up to Gillespie. "What do you know?"

Jill remained silent for a long time, "My soul..."

Enkidu pressed Gil's mouth shut with his fingers.

“You are Gilgamesh, my dearest friend.” Enkidu looked earnestly into Gilgamesh’s crimson eyes, which held a hint of surprise. “You are the dearest friend who gave me meaning to my existence.”

Jill paused, taken aback.

Enkidu also knew the truth.

Enkidu knew that "it" had broken the Chains of Heaven into three pieces.

"It" is the fact that it once again separates Gilgamesh and Enkidu, these two close friends.

However, she forgave what "it" had done in the past.

Jill gripped the sheet tightly.

"Actually, even after I learned the truth, both Chen and the Wise King told me that I was the Hero King, that I was Gilgamesh... but I always felt that I was not worthy."

"I am just a soul made from the remnants of a purified destructive factor. I have no such experiences. I have never shared the joys and sorrows with the people of Uruk. I have never fought alongside you, nor have I fought against Humbaba and the Bull of Heaven..." Jill raised her head and looked at Enkidu.

He reached out and hugged Enkidu tightly. "It wasn't me who saved me, but you, Enkidu."

"I am me, I am the King of Heroes, I am Gilgamesh."

"Thank you, Enkidu."

……

Sea of ​​Stars.

Chen looked at the Wise King opposite him, who was constantly emitting golden phosphorescence, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes, "Are you leaving?"

"...No, it's not that I'm leaving." The wise king held his wine cup, his crimson eyes filled with emotion.

"No matter what happened, you've been supporting me... Enkidu?"

"Thank you, Enkidu, thank you for being by my side and making me feel less lonely."

You showed me the ugliness of the gods, and it was your companionship that made me feel that life has meaning.

The wise king took a big gulp of the fine wine. "I'm just a stubborn and lonely guy. It wasn't me who gave Enkidu her reason for existing, but rather she who caught up with me and walked alongside me..."

We are just little birds seeking warmth in the cold wind.

[I], carrying the past on my shoulders, move forward—

Even if it's a bottomless abyss, you have to jump across!

The wise king threw his wine cup away, "Keep moving forward, keep going and going!"

"Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes!"

The wise king's figure transformed into countless particles of light and vanished into the sea of ​​stars.

Chapter 392 The Visitor, the Second Flame Haze Warrior (Third Update)

The golden light emanating from the Wise King's body completely merged with the Sea of ​​Stars.

All the golden orbs he had previously preserved, surrounding the golden light, transformed into a most unique golden nebula in the starry universe.

The wise man silently gazed at the nebula.

"king……"

……

the next day.

Jill got up very early.

He resolved his inner conflict yesterday, and he seems to be in a good mood today.

He breathed in the air in the yard, a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

“It’s so nice to live a peaceful life.” Jill breathed slowly, her entire body’s magic flowing with each breath.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his senses spread outwards.

His perception instantly covered a large area in the vicinity.

"Huh?" Jill withdrew her senses. "Another Flame Haze..."

"Never mind, as long as it doesn't bother me, it doesn't matter."

Unfortunately, Jill's wish won't come true so easily...

……

Misaki City Bus Terminal – a waiting room with benches lined up side by side. It's packed with people going to work or school; it's located in the heart of Misaki, between the station building and the main road.

The woman sat motionless, wearing high heels with pendants at the front and her long, slender legs crossed.

She appears to be over 20 years old, possessing the high, straight nose typical of Caucasians. Her striking features, though lightly powdered, make her exceptionally beautiful. Her chestnut-brown hair is tied in a ponytail, and her suit skirt and dress accentuate her enviable figure, giving her the overall look of a top model waiting for a photoshoot.

Unfortunately, that absolutely stunning beauty when she smiled was replaced by a serious expression, and her rimless glasses pierced through the air, her constantly scanning gaze radiating a sharp edge.

Moreover, the crowd and the beautiful woman with an extremely impatient expression were about ten meters apart from the "object" piled up in front of her, as if the crowd was rushing past as if avoiding an invisible wall.

The woman said in a tone as displeased as her expression, "...By the way, what's going on with this city? A whole bunch of torches."

She sat quietly in the center of a bench that could easily seat five people, with no one around her. On the right side of the seat, beneath her hand resting on the back of the chair, was a strange item that appeared to be something she carried with her.

A book that is ridiculously large and very thick.

Its volume is equivalent to several stacked book boards, fixed in an object that should be considered a book strap, and it also has shoulder straps like a schoolbag.

The woman's gaze shifted to the book: "That guy Rami will come here, won't he? As far as I remember, this should be that bastard's favorite hunting spot."

Then a response came from within.

It's that book that's speaking.

"Yeah, that's just how 'bone collectors' are. With such a huge number, even the most cowardly person would risk their life to come and collect as many as they want. Finally, I can deliver a satisfying and intense serrated kiss! Heh-hah!!"

The book contained vulgar and offensive screams, which made the woman frown.

"Hmm, that's true. However, we must investigate the reason for the large number of torches appearing in this city. We don't want another 'Apostle' to suddenly appear and ruin my plans."

"What does it matter! What does it matter! My beautiful Margery Daudet! No matter how many come, just bite them all to pieces and burn them all!"

The woman called Marjorie Doe slammed her hand on the book.

"Marcus! It's all because of your lazy, irresponsible attitude that we still haven't caught a piece of trash like Rami!!"

The book, seemingly named Marcusias, retorted defiantly: "What right do you have to criticize me! It's all because someone, during the pursuit, dutifully eliminated every enemy encountered along the way, yet still hasn't solved the most important target!"

"That's only natural! It's our duty as Flame Haze to annihilate the Crimson World Apostles!"

It seems there is no objection to the policy of annihilating the enemy.

Maxias asked, puzzled, "...? What are you complaining about?"

"This constant chasing of the same prey is driving me crazy! If I don't get rid of this hot potato soon, it'll be as unbearable as having a shirt tag stuck on it!"

Marcusias chuckled, seemingly finding the description of Marjorie Dolce amusing.

"Ha! You're right! Then this time we'll go all out and hunt them down to the very end, shall we?"

"That's right! Use all your strength and chase them to the very end!!"

……

"...What is he doing?" The black-haired girl with a dignified and beautiful appearance watched the blond boy practicing magic control in the courtyard and asked as if talking to herself.