I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

When he tried to sit up, he found that his hands and feet were weak and that he was experiencing waves of sharp pain in his head.

"Brother Jill!"

"Master!"

A worried voice called out, and Jill instantly felt two bodies embrace her.

The silver-haired, purple-eyed girl buried her head in Gil's arms, "Brother Gil, you're awake... That's wonderful... That's wonderful..."

"Master! I could feel that our Star Spirit Path had been severed! Thank goodness Matser woke up!"

Arthur hugged Jill's arm tightly, "Master! I'll go get everyone right away!"

Jill nodded, and then Arthur immediately ran out.

Esther buried her head in Jill's arms and sobbed softly.

"Why are you crying? I'm perfectly fine."

Jill rubbed Esther's head. "It's alright, it's alright."

"Gil!" Enkidu's voice came quickly. Enkidu looked at Gil and his eyes suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

"What's wrong?" Jill struggled to sit up and leaned against the pillow. Esther carefully supported him, as if afraid he would fall.

"What just happened? What did your clairvoyance see? But why did your life force just disappear?" Enkidu was a little agitated and grasped Gil's hand.

The familiar warmth from Gil's hand eased Enkidu's expression, while Gil's words startled Enkidu.

“I don’t know what I saw either,” Jill said, letting out a breath. “I want to know what I saw too…”

He was covering his head; it was slightly hot, and he seemed to have a low-grade fever...

Incredibly, this was the first time he, a demigod, had ever had a fever, aside from that one sudden awakening of his creative potential.

“However, I did see two scenes…” Gilles murmured. “The first scene was the birth of a Herrscher, the fourth Herrscher… the Herrscher who manipulates wind… no, no, it’s fluid, right? Enkidu, could you give me my phone?”

Jill had just tried to reach for her phone, but couldn't find it on her, so she had to ask Enkidu for help.

“…Sorry, no, what work have you thought of again?” Enkidu waved his phone. “Rest first.”

"At least report to Theresa about the Fourth Herrscher...!"

Before Gil could say anything, Enkidu pushed him back onto the bed.

"Take a rest for a while. If you keep playing like this, you'll die from overwork sooner or later!" Enkidu said with dissatisfaction.

"By the way, how long have I been unconscious? Also, why does it feel like my upper body is wearing a different set of clothes?" Jill asked.

He had indeed changed his clothes...

"You weren't unconscious for long, maybe only two hours, but because of your clothes..." Enkidu paused for a moment, then reorganized his thoughts, "...well, your head just landed directly on the dining table...the leftover food and vegetables on the plate in front of you..."

Thus, Enkidu witnessed a scene that was almost like magic.

Just like in a comic book, Jill's entire body turned gray.

Then, Jill fell into extreme self-isolation.

"My face was buried in leftover food, and someone saw it! My face was buried in leftover food, and someone saw it!"

The trembling Jill immediately went into a state of self-isolation.

"...Looks like being a little more withdrawn isn't so bad..."

With a somewhat subtle expression on his face, Enkidu said this.

……

"Hmm...Is the devil teacher alright?" Kiana looked in the direction of Gil's dormitory with some concern.

Although Gil was indeed strict on a regular basis, Kiana asked herself honestly, and she realized that this teacher was also genuinely good to them.

He personally sourced the best ingredients for the school cafeteria's meals, and he also prepared the herbal tea and snacks for students during their studies. In addition, there was a reward system for learning...

Although she calls him the "devil teacher," Kiana genuinely respects Gil.

“…I don’t know, Bronya is worried too.” Bronya touched her chest. “After all, Professor Jill’s job is indeed very hard.”

Mei nodded. "It's really worrying to see how well Professor Gil works."

"Don't worry, that guy's body is very tough... After all, think about having a subordinate like that..." Himeko said with a wry smile, "Alright, don't worry, Theresa and the others are all there, and with that guy's physical condition, he's probably awake by now."

"Speaking of which, Aunt Himeko, you and the devil teacher have been colleagues for so long. What was it like when you first met him?"

Himeko paused for a moment, then looked at the curious expressions on the faces of the girls in front of her and couldn't help but laugh, "You guys are really... Being too curious isn't a good thing, is it?"

"Tell me about it~" Kiana gazed at Himeko with sparkling eyes.

"It's not really a story worth hearing..." Himeko thought for a moment, seemingly organizing her thoughts, and then spoke, "Do you know about the Valkyrie Stormtroopers?"

"Is that the squad that was the first to charge into battle against the Honkai Beasts when fighting the Honkai?" Mei asked, answering Himeko's question.

“That’s right, I used to be a member of the Valkyrie Assault Team—I met him on a mission, and you might not believe it, but when I first met him, he didn’t look very old. Look.”

Himeko took out a slightly yellowed photo from her wallet. "This is a photo from five years ago."

"...She looks a little younger than she does now...but Ms. Jill was really cute when she was a child."

Recalling the boy's appearance in the photo Theresa had shown her, Mei nodded and then said.

“Theresa and Gil have known each other for about sixteen or seventeen years, and they’ve known each other for almost twenty years. And it’s true, as Gil said, that Gil did hold Kiana back then, but that was when Kiana wasn’t even three years old yet, right?” Himeko smiled, noticing the surprised looks on their faces. “Theresa has photos, but she’s hidden them very well. I only saw them by chance. If you really want to find them, you’d better be prepared to face the oath of Judah.”

Theresa treasured those photos like precious gems; it's obvious how important they were.

"Let's continue. I first met him during a mission..."

……

"Hey, long time no see, Randolph~"

Gross, carrying a cello case, appeared at the Azure Dragon's stronghold.

"Yeah, long time no see. You're still as energetic as ever."

Randolph greeted them, then picked up two glasses, pulled out a bottle of vodka from under the counter, and poured a glass for each of them.

“You understand me best.” Gross picked up his glass and downed the vodka in one gulp. “Ah, that’s refreshing.”

"Hmph, you're only here to drink, what else can you do? Eat?" Randolph finished his glass of clear vodka and retorted.

"It's not impossible, after all, Kashu is a very good cook. How about I trade you Marott for Kashu?" Gross asked with a grin.

"...Brothers! Someone's trying to poach our only cook! What do you guys do?"

Randolph poured himself another glass of wine, drank it, and then let out a roar.

"Crack!"

"Clang!"

Then, accompanied by the clanging and banging of weapons, all the members of [Azure Dragon] who were still in the bar picked up their weapons and stared at Gross, who was sitting at the bar.

"...Alright, you bunch of foodies, you're ready to fight to the death just because someone's trying to steal your chef. We can't afford to mess with you..." Gross waved his hand, "Who can stand up to this?"

Chapter 214 A Potential Candidate for the Herrscher?

"You didn't come here just to drink and joke around, did you?" Randolph asked, handing Gross a plate of popcorn.

“Yes, that’s the problem.” Gross took out a squeeze actuator exactly like Randolph’s, along with another one…

“This isn’t the belt the king used…” Randolph looked at the black and red belt with two slots in Gross’s hand with some curiosity.

“It’s exactly the same, but it’s not.” Gross took a sip of his drink. “This one was given to me by Otto Apocalypse.”

The name Gross uttered made Randolph pause in surprise. "What? Who gave it to you?"

“Otto Apocalypse, the Archbishop of Destiny.”

“…Hiss…Why not just tell the King?” Randolph asked, his teeth aching.

This guy is so unreliable...

"Actually, what I'm saying is that it was Wang who asked me to leave..." Gross said, looking away somewhat guiltily.

“When you get rid of that bad habit, I don’t think Wang will ever do this…”

Randolph immediately saw what his old friend had done. "What did you do today? You came down from the sky with a punk hairstyle, carrying a guitar case, then leaned back at a 45-degree angle and, while everyone was completely dumbfounded, said the last thing, 'Let's go out for barbecue tonight!' Like that?"

"As expected of Randolph, he saw through my true intentions immediately, but it's a pity the last paragraph was wrong." Gross gave a thumbs up.

"So you really did fall from the sky with that 'emo' hairstyle and a guitar case on your back?" Randolph's expression became somewhat subtle. "Well, never mind, I feel like taking it too seriously is a losing proposition. Let's continue talking about that belt... When did you get it from that guy?"

“Just a few days ago.” Gross said after grabbing a handful of popcorn and stuffing it into his mouth, having finished chewing the popcorn.

Randolph picked up the drive and examined it. "A few days ago...?"

“Let our king decide this matter,” Randolph said, handing the driver back to Gross. “Also, finish your food.”

"...Alright, I got it." Gross grabbed the popcorn dish and shoveled the popcorn into his mouth, chewing it a few times like a hamster before swallowing it. "Well then, I'll be going now. Let's get those kids settled on the Nidhogg for the night... Also, can we get takeout here?"

Gross placed his phone on the table and handed it over, saying, "I'll pay properly."

Randolph took the phone; the screen displayed a long menu, the kind that could be sung as a song.

"...We only have one cook." Randolph was silent for a while, then suddenly swore, "Damn it, are you trying to kill us with this menu? Almost everyone has a different dish, no two are the same, and what is this Stargazing Pie? We don't sell that here!"

"...Who ordered this...cough, anyway, is a portion okay? Like a third?" Gross then clasped his hands together, adopting a pleading posture.

Kashu was silent for a moment, then took the phone and crossed out some of the dishes. "I'll cook the rest of these, but I want overtime pay, 20% of the total, okay?"

“Hey, Kashu…” Randolph glared at Gross, “You’ve been busy for so long today, you should at least take a break.”

"It's only a third of my usual workload anyway, so 20% overtime pay isn't a bad deal for me." Kashu pulled out a kitchen knife from the side. "Leave it to me."

……

Meanwhile, Jill, who was in a slightly bad mood, was on her way to the Azure Dragon's stronghold.

He was just out for a stroll, and since he had nowhere else to go, he figured he might as well find someone to have a drink with.

While still some distance from the Azure Dragon's stronghold, Gil sensed another presence within the stronghold.

"Hey, Gross's here too..." Gil walked towards the Azure Dragon's stronghold with a slightly surprised expression. "What are these kids up to..."

Upon opening the door, the members on both sides immediately fell silent and saluted when they saw Jill appear.