I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"Don't do anything reckless, Jill."

……

Let's go back three minutes.

Margery Daw, the Flame Haze known as the "Elegy Singer," arrived at the rooftop of a building in Misaki City and began her free-spirited search for people.

Marjorie came to Misaki City this time to chase after someone.

Or rather, she came here in search of another Crimson World Apostle.

However, her free magic spell to find people attracted both Gil and Shana.

"So that's how it is. So it was you, a nobody, who ignored me and carried out your actions here?" The figure who arrived with a calm tone and a golden seal appeared to Margery as just a child.

However, behind the boy were two enormous, seemingly meticulously crafted white wings, the feathers of which were a beautiful blue-green, making the boy look exactly like an angel descended from the sky.

"You bastard, are you the Fire Mist of this city?" A slightly violent voice rang out as Marcusias, the Crimson Lord who had made a contract with Margery Daw, asked this question.

Although this wasn't the first time Jill had been misunderstood like this, it still made her very unhappy.

However, Gil's current state is indeed very similar to that of the Flame Haze, because he is surrounded by blue flames called the Power of Existence, and he has a "divine artifact" that can be seen through at a glance.

Furthermore, in this world, only Flame Haze and Crimson Denizens are capable of using and moving within seals, so it's not surprising that Gil is misunderstood in this way.

"Think what you want, as long as you're happy." Jill landed on the rooftop, too lazy to explain the difference between him and the Flame Haze. "Answer my question first: you didn't release this location-finding spell just to lure people here, did you?"

"Want to know? Let's fight, let's fight!" Marcusias's voice suddenly became excited, giving Margery Doe a somewhat ferocious smile.

At that moment, Shana arrived, drawing Margery and Marcusias's attention.

"Inflammatory burning eye?!"

Marjorie and Marcusias were both taken aback.

At the same time, Alastor's somewhat surprised voice also rang out from the pendant in front of Shana.

"He was actually a eulogy reciter?"

The person who recited the eulogy.

That was Margot's title as a Flame Haze.

Just as Shana is known as the Slayer of the Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed, the Elegy Reciter is also a title.

Moreover, although the owner of this title is not as well-known as the Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed Slayer, he is still a figure of considerable renown.

After all, Margot is a Flame Haze warrior who has been fighting for hundreds of years and has quite a reputation.

Moreover, she is also an extremely skilled Free Spirit Master—that is, a Flame Haze warrior or Crimson World Apostle who is extremely proficient in using Free Spirit techniques.

Finally, and most importantly.

Marjorie Doll, the eulogy reciter, is a typical Flame Haze who feeds on revenge and resentment.

If that were all, Margot wouldn't be so famous. What truly made Margot famous was that she was a complete battle maniac, one who took pleasure in slaughtering Crimson Denizens. She also engaged in numerous battles with her peers, and even the other Flame Haze kept their distance from her.

Moreover, Margery's contracted demon lord, Marcusias, shares almost the same stance. He was a renowned battle maniac in the Crimson World and chose to come to this world to fight the Crimson World Apostles, largely because he wanted to have a good fight. He is an anomaly among the demon lords who have made contracts with Flame Haze and is known as a minion of ravages.

However, when faced with a battle maniac, Jill's only response has always been to beat him up, to really hurt him.

The situation was not so good for Marcusias and Alastair.

Because Alastor is a strict person and is in charge of judgment and sentencing, he is the least compatible with a battle maniac like Marcusias.

For Marcusias, the stronger the opponent, the more excited he would be, so Alastor was indeed a wonderful compatriot to him.

"Hahahaha!" Marcusias burst into laughter, overjoyed, and exclaimed excitedly, "I never expected it to be a Flame Haze warrior from the Heavenly Blaze! It's fantastic as an opponent!"

"Tsk..." Alastor made a very explicit sound of disgust, saying, "Damn battle maniac, it's really bad to run into him here."

The two completely opposite reactions revealed to everyone just how bad the relationship between Alastair and Marcusias really was.

"So, you want to compete with me for this opponent?" Jill asked.

His tone was relaxed, sounding to others as if he were going on a picnic or visiting a neighbor he knew.

This means that Jill doesn't believe the two hardened battle maniacs possess any means that could threaten her.

Chapter 395 Still Trying to Jump Around Even When Injured? (Second Update)

"So, is there anything wrong with your body?" Shana looked at Gil with her burning eyes and then asked in a low voice.

Yesterday, Gil was seriously injured. During his battle with Shudnan, he was covered in wounds.

Moreover, Jill had a wound on his back yesterday, inflicted by Shudnan's claws, that stretched from his shoulder to his waist. The wound hadn't fully healed yet, and his waist was still wrapped in bandages.

But he still acts like he's completely unharmed.

"Don't worry, they're no threat to me," Jill said, glancing at Shana.

The wings of light on his back shimmered, looking extremely dazzling. "If that's the case, then I'll fight her first—"

Jill was using a fight, not a battle, and she wasn't serious.

Enki, who had followed from a distance, hid in another direction and watched quietly.

If the other party dares to use excessive force or kill Jill, then I should take action.

A cold light flashed in Enkidu's eyes.

Inside the arena, Gil also said, "Alastor probably doesn't want to face that battle maniac anyway, so why don't you leave him to me to handle?"

“Ah! Right, right… let me answer your questions while I’m at it. Because that ‘bone collector’ Rami has broken into this city, our target is him, you guys are just extras.” At this moment, Margery suddenly said to them.

“That’s right, that’s right! Our main purpose in coming here is to tear that wretched hyena to pieces!” Marcusias loudly echoed Margery’s words in a violent voice.

The deep blue flames now swept and raged around the tall Margery, like a white blizzard.

Although Alastor knew it would be a waste of time, he still tried to persuade the battle maniac in front of him: "You mean Rami? What's going on? Why do we have to annihilate that guy? He has put a lot of effort into maintaining the balance of the world, and he can be said to be an exception among the 'Apostles'. Pursuing him relentlessly will only increase unnecessary sacrifices and disturbances."

Suddenly, the mockery on Margot's face vanished, and the deep blue fire intensified.

"An exception!? How could there be an exception for a 'Crimson World Apostle'!"

Margot's beautiful face twisted into a fierce expression as she roared incessantly.

"Right now, it's just that he's hesitant to act rashly because of his own personal reasons. Who knows when he might use his hoarded 'power of existence' to do evil!"

His voice was deep and hoarse, revealing a terrifying hatred.

“The ‘Apostles’ must all be killed, killed, killed, killed, killed, killed, killed until they are all wiped out!!”

Then came a frivolous and shallow jeer.

"Ha, ha! By taking precautions and nipping the seeds of disaster in the bud, we really are model students of Flame Haze!!"

The bone collector, or rather, the corpse collector Rami.

That was a special existence among the Crimson World Apostles.

What makes it special is that this Crimson World Apostle does not eat humans; it only collects the torches left over by other Apostles, hence the other Apostles jokingly call it the "bone collector" or "corpse picker."

Rather, this Crimson World Apostle doesn't need to be defeated at all. Even Jill, after learning what kind of guy Rami was using the Omniscient Star, thought that Rami didn't need to be defeated.

Hearing this, Jill impatiently picked at her ear. "You noisy fellow, there's no need to waste words if we don't see eye to eye—"

Jill pressed her right foot back. "A fight will solve everything!"

“Little fellow, you really are to my liking!” Marcusias laughed loudly, and Marjorie nodded in agreement, just as Jill had said.

“I’m not like you guys, a battle maniac—” Jill slowly raised her right hand, and a silvery light instantly bloomed in this space.

"Cold-blooded Queen of Steel, holy sword that slays demons and monsters—transform into a steel sword here, grant me divine power—"

As Jill chanted, the Demon Slayer appeared in her hand, the silver sword glowing with a silvery phosphorescence, and Jill aimed it at Marjorie.

"Because I've always felt that if you want to wake up a battle maniac, then you can just use fighting!" A cold light reflected on the other person's face. "I think if I want to talk to you properly, I have to beat you up first, beat you so badly that you can't fight back, and then ask you questions!"

“Oh, to put it simply…” Jill raised her sword, “Let’s beat them up first, and then we can ask them all the questions while we’re doing that!”

The next moment, Jill's body shot out like an arrow.

At the same time, the wings of the White Dragon Emperor on Gil's back also emitted such a sound—

"Divide (eat)!"

The White Dragon Emperor's Wings of Light are activated at half capacity!

"Well done!"

Before her eyes, the chaotic, scattered dark blue fire powder suddenly gathered on Margery's body, turning her into a huge ball of fire.

Immediately afterwards, the fireball surrounding her grew erect ears, and hollow eyes and noses emerged, transforming into an unexpected form.

That was a wild beast.

It was a large, bulky beast, as big as a bear, with dark blue fur and a wolf-like head. It looked like a large plush toy meant to please children, but its aura was exceptionally ferocious.

"Roar! Ro ...

The deep blue beast unleashed a roar that sounded as if Marjorie and Marcusias had merged into one.

The beast stretched out its arms, as thick as a bear's, and, remaining standing still, extended its arms like whips, closing in from both sides, ready to crush Jill!

"Alastor, what is that?" Shana asked Alastor, who was watching the battle from the sidelines.

“That’s proof of the ‘ravaged claws,’ meaning the 'Toka’ cloak of flames. The chanter is a skilled and troublesome free spirit, and I wonder if he can hold on with such heavy injuries.” Alastor answered Shana’s question, also concerned about Gil’s movements.

However, although Margery used "Toka," unfortunately, after the White Dragon King's wings of light were halved, this power was directly added to Gil's own body—

His current power is his own power plus half the power of the deep blue beast!

Moreover, Jill's agility is also quite high—

The deep blue beast was not slow, but it was still far from being as fast as Jill.

"Soul Flash - Triple Combo!"

A cold white light flashed in the air, and three beams of light slashed directly at the deep blue beast!

Chapter 396 Not Bad Strength (First Update)

Soul Flash - Triple Combo.