I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

The Ansari Dragon Riding Academy doesn't have a full schedule every day, and it also has fixed holidays every week. In addition, with the White Dragon Palace Dragon Riding Festival to be held tomorrow, there are naturally no classes at the academy this afternoon.

Jill arrived here in a hurry and didn't prepare many things. Although some things don't exist in this world, if she buys the materials and adds her own memories, she can make something with a similar effect.

For example, machines that grind powders, or machines that heat things up like microwave ovens.

However, it's only spring now, but we should also think about what will happen later. Maybe we should get an air conditioner that can be charged with magic energy?

As Jill wrote some things on the list in her hand, although the names of the materials in this world were somewhat different, these things were not difficult to identify with the help of Jill's vast knowledge base.

After a moment, Jill stopped writing on the list.

It's not just because the list is full.

And because a girl with beautiful, fiery red hair was standing in front of Jill.

"Gil? Are you here to buy something?" Rebecca greeted Gil.

Jill nodded. "Yes, Senior Rebecca."

"Eh... I thought you would call me by another name." Rebecca looked at the boy in front of her with a smile.

"What should I call you? Rebecca, the student council president?" Jill tilted her head. "Never mind, I'll just call you Rebecca-senpai, or if that doesn't work, I'll just call you Rebecca."

Jill rarely uses prefixes or suffixes when addressing people, so the reason she can call Rebecca "senior" is...

“Personally, I lean towards the former. After all, you helped me with my enrollment this time, didn’t you?” Jill said, closing one eye. “Senior Rebecca Randall?”

Rebecca's smile gradually faded, and she narrowed her eyes.

“Well, it’s hard to determine whether someone with the Dragon Mother’s token and of unknown origin is dangerous. It’s better to keep them under surveillance than to leave them out in the open—is that why, Senior Rebecca?” Gil raised an eyebrow. “Although I personally didn’t come here with any particular purpose, if I had to, it would just be because someone asked me to.”

Jill picked up the list. "You can take a look at these things; they're nothing to hide."

Indeed, they were nothing more than some specially made sheet metal. In this world, magical devices were probably not very good, so Gil subconsciously thought of making them himself.

Rebecca took the list, glanced at it, and exclaimed in confusion, "Huh... these materials... magical devices?"

Rebecca's eyes sharpened once again.

Jill frowned.

This is a bit troublesome...

I almost forgot, in this world, only one country possesses the technology behind magical mechanics...

That is the Sepharos Empire, located to the north of the Kingdom of Loreamon, occupying the Jaw of the Dragon, and developing primarily in mechanical and magical engineering!

At the same time, the Sepalos Empire is also the mortal enemy of the Kingdom of Loreiamon... Although the two countries have concluded a peace treaty and there is no major conflict on the surface, the Sepalos Empire has carried out a lot of small-scale sabotage against the Kingdom of Loreiamon in secret, and each time the evidence is cleaned up quite thoroughly, which has given the Kingdom of Loreiamon a lot of headaches.

“It is indeed a magical machine, but it’s something used in daily life, and it’s probably quite different from your magical machines,” Gil said, raising an eyebrow.

Hmm... a machine created by modern science through magic... a magical machine, no problem.

“…But who exactly are you?” Rebecca stared at Jill and asked.

Jill raised an eyebrow. "Very good, that's a good question."

Considering that Gilgamesh did not exist in this world a long time ago, meaning there was no legend corresponding to Gilgamesh.

So Jill didn't intend to waste her breath. "I'm just a king who came on a mission—well, you can think of me as a ghost with a physical body."

"In short, whether you believe it or not, I have absolutely no interest in your country..." Jill slowly walked forward and took back the shopping list from Rebecca's hand.

"When you assemble these things, they're just some small household appliances for everyday use—since you don't know exactly what they're for anyway, I won't go into details."

As Jill spoke, she walked past Rebecca.

"Oh, right, I forgot to mention." Jill turned her head and looked at Rebecca, whose complexion had returned to normal, "I will also participate in the Aries Dragon Riding Festival. Just treat it as entertainment, it's fine to participate."

Chapter Ninety-Three: I'm afraid Brother Jill won't want me anymore...

at dusk.

Jill piled the bags and packages she had bought that afternoon in her dorm room, then headed toward the dragon quarters of the Ansari Dragon Academy.

After spending a few days together, Jill discovered that her Pal was different from others.

First of all, Arthur can eat more than a normal dragon.

It has a larger appetite than a normal dragon, needing to eat about 20% more food to satisfy its hunger.

Okay, all the people named Arthur are foodies.

Jill thought so.

Second, Arthur has a strong learning ability.

How strong is it? It imitated Lancelot's magic after only watching it once; such a learning ability is undeniably strong.

Moreover, Arthur himself seems to be on the verge of evolving into a holy dragon.

Because Arthur had been nurturing Pal inside Jill's soul for over a decade, and although he hadn't been released, he had genuinely grown.

During this period, Jill gained her own potential and underwent another transformation, while Arthur also reaped considerable benefits.

Therefore, Arthur possesses a greater magical power than other Pals... and of course, he can eat more.

Jill arrived at the Dragon Lodge of the Ansari Dragon Riding Academy. The Dragon Lodge of the Ansari Dragon Riding Academy not only had dragon servants who were specifically responsible for taking care of the dragons, but the dragons' treatment was far above that of commoners, comparable to that of nobles.

Even the average nobleman doesn't treat dragons as well as the dragon enclosures at the Ansari Dragon Riding Academy. As a result, the dragon enclosures at the Ansari Dragon Riding Academy are almost always packed with dragons.

Arthur also lives here, but the food Arthur eats is all carefully selected by Gil, much better than the food given to him by the normal Dragon Clan. This led to one thing...

Upon entering the Dragon's Abode, countless eyes immediately focused on Jill.

Jill knew perfectly well that these gazes came from the dragons in their enclosures.

That gaze... it's practically staring at food...

Although, they were indeed staring at the food.

In fact, dragons don't eat people. The reason these dragons are staring at Jill is simply because of what Jill is carrying.

Those things exuded a wonderful fragrance. Although Jill was just holding them in her hand, there was no doubt that if Jill hadn't been constantly emitting her own scent, the dragons would have really charged at them.

Jill's aura was very strong, and he was also intentionally or unintentionally releasing Draig's aura. Draig's superior aura naturally suppressed the dragons without mercy, making them covetous but refrain from making any big moves.

At his peak, Draig had a combat power of four figures, while the weakest of these Pals probably only had a combat power of around six figures, and those who did not reach the Holy Dragon level had an aura of around six figures at the top level.

Arthur's aura was the most obvious, because Jill could clearly sense the presence that resembled his own.

Moreover, Arthur's aura is around five digits. Although it doesn't seem strong to Gil, a five-digit aura is already at the level of a Holy Dragon.

It could be said that Arthur was just a hair's breadth away from becoming the Holy Dragon!

This might be surprising enough for others as well.

After all, out of all the students at the Ansari Dragon Riding Academy, there are only five dragon riders, including those in the beginner class and Rebecca, who is about to graduate.

Arthur's huge blue eyes stared undisguisedly at the food in Jill's hand.

"Alright, you little glutton, there's no need to keep staring at me like that, is there?" Jill said, feeding Arthur the food she had prepared and watching his satisfied expression. She then gave Arthur a light pat on the head, "Really..."

Arthur let out a soft moan, a sound that sounded like a spoiled child, which made Jill's eyes look utterly helpless.

“Okay, okay…really…” Jill shoved the thing in her hand into Arthur’s big mouth, “Little glutton…”

……

After feeding Arthur, Jill naturally chose to leave the dragon's den.

Of course, he walked out while deliberately ignoring the pitiful look on the dragon's face.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted..." Jill yawned and looked ahead.

The Ansari Dragon College is undoubtedly a large college.

After feeding Arthur, Jill planned to go back to her dorm.

Although they hadn't finished eating, Jill wasn't worried about it at all.

How could he possibly starve to death? Keep in mind that apart from a few people, no one else would make him cook for them, but that doesn't mean he really wouldn't cook for himself.

Jill yawned softly.

Time to go back to the dorm.

……

Back in his dorm, Jill prepared a simple meal for himself as usual, but he also prepared a more luxurious one.

Gil touched the back of his hand, his consciousness connected with the spirit imprint, and he called upon his sword spirit as always.

"Ester?"

Jill's consciousness was rejected.

Jill paused for a moment, then her mind returned to her body instantly.

"Ah?"

Jill asked in surprise.

Did Esther reject Jill's consciousness for the first time?

However, soon, the engraving on the back of Jill's hand emitted a silvery light, and a girl with long silver hair and milk-white skin appeared in front of Jill.

Jill looked puzzled. "Estelle, what's wrong?"

“I’m fine, Master,” Esther said to Gil in a somewhat stiff tone and with a title she hadn’t used before.

Jill paused for a moment, then realized what she meant and couldn't help but chuckle.

Oh dear... this child is jealous...

Who is jealous?

I guess he's jealous because Gil is nice to Arthur?

puff……

Jill couldn't help but chuckle softly. He raised his hand, picked up Esther, and placed her on the chair.

"What... you're jealous because I'm too nice to Arthur, Esther?" Gil said, amused, while patting Esther's head. "Arthur is still a child, and you're a senior, so why don't you go and give him some pointers?"

Although, given that foodie's thought process, it might be a very simple task...