I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"You weren't going all out when you played games with me..." Izayoi raised the corners of her mouth, "Interesting."

Jill was standing on Mandela's shoulder, holding a silver rapier that had appeared out of nowhere, resting on Mandela's shoulder.

"I say, aren't you being a bit too arrogant?" A cold and indifferent voice rang out.

Sandra, standing next to him, could clearly sense that the boy, who was about her age, was angry.

Moreover, the murderous intent and hostility emanating from Jill made Mandela too afraid to move.

"That kid..." White Night Demon tapped his hand with his paper fan, looking exasperated.

Jill is the type of person who might not reciprocate your kindness, but at least won't treat you badly; if you dare to piss me off, I'll beat you up.

The fact that Mandela dared to provoke Jill right away, and even directly attack him, shows that Jill didn't slit his throat out of respect for the White Demon.

“Alright, Gil, don’t cause trouble.” Enkidu frowned and said, “Anyway, according to you, they’re just insignificant nobodys, why bother with them?”

"It's precisely because such clowns dare to jump on my head that I'm annoyed."

Jill's tone was visibly annoyed.

Enkidu sighed, "We still need to purchase gifts, so let's not make things difficult for them."

“…Tch, good luck, clown.” Jill paused for a moment before removing the silver rapier from Mandela’s neck and jumping off his shoulder.

"Well, you guys just caused a commotion at the festival, and now someone else has come over and threatened the organizers. You're a real trouble magnet," White Demon sighed.

Jill shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

Izayoi smiled and said, "I've really heated up the atmosphere of the festival!"

"I told you not to use that smug tone!" Black Rabbit was so angry that she slapped Izayoi with her fan again.

"Hmph! Just a mere [No name] dares to cause a commotion in our game! You should be mentally prepared to receive a relatively severe punishment!"

Mandela seemed to be still bothered by Jill's behavior and said some harsh things.

"Alright, Mandela, shouldn't this matter be decided by your leader, Sandra?"

White Yaksha said.

"Alright, let's finish this quickly, I still need to find someone."

Jill looked impatient, but her tone wasn't particularly harsh.

“You bastard…” Mandela’s tone was tinged with anger.

"Partner, that guy is a descendant of the dragon race." Drage's consciousness suddenly connected with Jill's consciousness.

"So what?" Jill asked in her mind.

"I'm just quite curious, wanting to know how powerful his ancestors were."

Draig's voice carried a hint of fighting spirit, and Albion's voice rang out as well, "Judging from that child, that guy might be someone whose level was similar to ours in life."

"...On the contrary, I think we are definitely stronger than you." Jill just frowned and didn't continue.

Because there are always some special abilities in a miniature garden.

While it's impossible to be certain how powerful Sandra and her ancestors were, it's inferred that they were at least at the four-digit level.

At its peak, Er Tianlong probably reached this level as well, right?

After Sandra finished explaining that she wouldn't give No name any punishment, Jill turned and left.

He had almost forgotten about Ren and Kudo Asuka, but they were nowhere to be found.

He ran out immediately, and Mandela's expression turned even uglier.

They're completely ignoring the organizers!

"Don't mess with that kid..." White Yaksha waved his fan, "He's on roughly the same level as your ancestors."

"Tsk..." Mandela clicked his tongue, then turned away without saying a word.

Chapter 451 Unilaterally Breaching the Alliance?

Boundary Wall, Observation Deck, Old Thousand Eyes Branch.

"Go take a shower! Right now!"

The female shop assistant, wearing a Japanese apron and waiting for customers at the shop entrance, immediately bared her fangs and yelled loudly upon seeing Asuka:

"Don't even think about entering Thousand Eyes looking like that! Leave your clothes here! I'll wash them! I'll even mend any tears, so please be grateful! -- Huh? What? Wounds? Those things heal with a shower! Go wash yourself right now! Otherwise, you'll make a mess of the shop!"

Lian was still wearing that black and brown cloak, and her pair of black eyes flickered with a faint, thoughtful light.

"Miss Lian, how did your trip go?" the shop assistant asked.

He felt a strange fondness for the girl before him. She wasn't a bad person; she had a good personality and had come to the Little Garden in search of her master…

Isn't this an incredibly inspiring story?!

"It went pretty smoothly, except that Master left me aside to go catch someone later... But Master should be back soon," Lian said.

Lian had previously approached the people at Thousand Eyes with a photo of Jill (20 years old) for informational purposes. The man who brought her to this world gave her enough to pay his dues.

Ren then learned that her master would be attending the Fire Dragon Birth Festival, and the White Yaksha even helped Ren teleport there.

"That's great." The shop assistant smiled and nodded.

……

Jill was strolling leisurely down the corridor, preparing to return to the Thousand Eyes branch.

"What's wrong, Mr. Jill?" Black Rabbit asked.

“I missed a meeting a while ago because I was trying to regain my strength,” Jill said. “That meeting decided the future of our community. What should we do?”

Gil's words made the black rabbit beside him smile. "It's 'Defeat the Demon King'."

Defeat the devil...

"Simple and straightforward, that's what Izayoi came up with, right?"

Jill said that.

It's important to know that while the number of demon lords wreaking havoc in the miniature garden may not be in the tens of millions, there are definitely hundreds or even thousands.

Among these demon lords, some were relatively weak and some were relatively strong, but just one of them was enough to completely crush the predecessor of [No name].

While it's possible that the demon king's power was weakened after facing a terrifying enemy, or that he was deliberately manipulated by someone, it must be said that the demon king was at least at a three-digit level.

Gil had no confidence that he could defeat his opponent.

Even if he used the final forms of the two divine artifacts—the Tyrant Dragon, or even the Ea, Gil wouldn't be very confident.

“That’s true…” Black Rabbit nodded.

“It’s like they’ve gone mad,” Jill commented, her steps perfectly steady. “But it’s also good; it’s very useful for attracting talent.”

"Yes, yes, that was my first thought when I heard it too," Black Rabbit said, waving her hand.

"Oh, right, Black Rabbit."

As if remembering something, Jill suddenly asked, "Can you tell me about [Salamandra]?"

“Uh…” Black Rabbit’s ears twitched, then drooped down again.

"Our community knew people from [Salamandra] before, right?" Jill asked.

"...Yes, that's right...We, No Name, made an alliance with Salamandra before we were attacked by the Demon King."

Since everyone else said they wanted to go shopping again, Jill asked Enkidu and Leticia to take care of the problem children to prevent them from causing any more trouble.

So for the time being, only Black Rabbit and Jill returned to the temporary accommodation that White Demon had arranged for them at the old branch of [Thousand Eyes].

"Mr. Jill, you know about the class rulers, right?" Black Rabbit asked.

Jill nodded.

Class Dominators

This title may seem to refer to the ruler of each level within the sandbox, but in reality, it refers to the guardian of the sandbox order and is a system designed to promote the growth of the lower-level communities.

In each of the four regions—east, south, west, and north—there is a class of rulers.

The ruler of the Eastern District, for example, is both a celestial being and a god, and was once a demon king with a power level in the double digits.

Hierarchical rulers like the White Demon bear many responsibilities.

The most important task is to be responsible for the division and transfer of land within the miniature city, or to hold a gift game to test whether the lower-level communities are qualified to move to a higher level, etc.

When a natural disaster that disrupts order appears—that is, the Demon King of the Little Garden—the guardians of order and the rulers of the hierarchy have an obligation to be the first to fight.

It can be said that the hierarchical rulers exist to maintain the peace and order of the sandbox.

For this reason, the ruling class was granted a variety of rights.

Among them are "organizer" privileges, like those of a demon king.

It's similar to the cadre selection process in "Thousand Eyes"—the class rulers are sometimes not a single person, but several communities.

【Salamandra】is this kind of situation.

“One of the new class rulers in the North District is Miss Sandra from earlier,” Black Rabbit said.

“A young ruler and a chaotic community… is this troublesome situation… a power grab?” Jill said casually, yawning as she spoke.

Getting a good rest is really important.

“I don’t know. But… ever since our community suffered a disaster three years ago…” Black Rabbit’s ears drooped, and her expression became somewhat dejected.

"Did [Salamandra] unilaterally break the alliance?" Gil said, a look of "I knew it" on his face. "What a pity."

However, there was not a single expression on that young face, let alone any emotion such as "regret".

“Mr. Gil…” Black Rabbit’s voice was slightly low.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know exactly what happened between you two, but I can tell that the child named Sandra seems to have inherited some incredible power.” Jill said, gazing into the distance at the Thousand Eyes shop. “There are some things I won’t repeat, but I have a feeling, a not good feeling…”

"This so-called Fire Dragon Birth Festival... I'm afraid something big is about to happen."

Chapter 452 Master and Disciple