The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"..."

Ian's words made Ning Sang look at him on the other side of the bed.

Ever since she got this child from the God, she felt that he had many differences from other people.

And she understood the truth of it all.

"Gilgamesh, you are much more mature than I thought."

"I think it's time to tell you something."

Ning Sang thought that her words would attract Ian's attention, but she didn't expect that the next moment, she heard words that she had never expected.

"Mother, I know what you are going to say."

Ian looked directly at his mother, without a trace of avoidance in his eyes, not even a hint of what he should look like.

"I was born different, right?"

"And you and your father are not simple beings either."

"..."

[Your words completely shocked Ning Sang.]

[After all, for so many years, in order to keep this secret, and also to make you feel less different from other Uruk people.]

[She and your father, Rugopanda, have been keeping this secret and have never mentioned it.]

[And now…]

You actually said you should understand all this.

How could Ning Sang not be shocked by this?

"..."

Ning Sang's hand trembled.

"Gilgamesh, you are kidding me, right?"

"This kind of thing... is not something to be laughed at—and it doesn't make me think you're that smart."

Faced with his mother's questioning, Ian shook his head and showed a very serious attitude.

"Do not."

"Mother, this kind of thing is nothing to joke about, and there's no need to joke about it."

"Shouldn't I be the one who knows my situation best?"

Having said this, Ian raised his hand.

I saw the blue light gathered in his hands, like a mysterious force, forming a ring shape in his hands.

"Mother, this isn't something that ordinary people can have, right?"

"..."

Ning Sang was surprised again when he saw the talent displayed by Ian.

But she soon keenly felt that his mastery of these things was not as high as she had imagined.

"You only realized it recently, didn't you? Gilgamesh."

"Yeah." Ian nodded without hesitation.

"That's true—but it doesn't prevent my judgment from being correct, does it?"

"..."

"You are very good at suppressing others with your aura, Gilgamesh." Ning Sang said so, but his tone was full of complicated emotions. "Do you think this is right?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's right or not."

Ian crossed his arms across his chest, displaying an air of strength that was totally inconsistent with his age.

"Mother, as long as what I say is true and correct, then no matter what tone or attitude I use, there's nothing wrong with it, right?"

"..."

"There's nothing wrong with what you said." Ning Sang didn't want to argue too much with Ian about this matter. "So, you came here this time to tell me that you have realized that your identity is not ordinary?"

"That's just one of the reasons, Mother."

Ian said slowly.

"I know that my father's death is something that is very difficult for you and me to accept."

"but……"

"We have to do something."

Ian's gaze fell on Ning Sang in front of him.

At the moment when his father was confirmed dead, the strength in him naturally came from the girl in front of him.

"Mother."

"What are you going to do after your father leaves? Can you tell me?"

"..."

Your straightforwardness once again plunged Ning Sang into unexpected emotions.

【only--】

[This actually makes her re-evaluate you.]

[She originally thought you were just a child who knew nothing about the world, but now it seems that is not the case.]

[This also gives you more opportunities to communicate with them.]

This is a good thing.

"Now that you understand your own life experience, it's not as simple as you thought."

Ning Sang spoke as if trying to convince himself.

"Then instead—"

"I'll tell you what's going to happen next."

Having said this, Ning Sang's gaze returned to Lu Goubanda in front of him.

Those eyes that had witnessed countless things in the world were now inevitably covered with a layer of sadness.

"According to the agreement your father and I made before we died."

"Uruk will never fall because of his passing."

"But he did leave, didn't he?" Ian asked. "Could it be that, mother, you have any way to avoid this?"

"Of course, death cannot be avoided, especially for humans."

"so--"

Ningsang held Lugobanda's hand, just as Ian saw at the beginning.

"I will take over the kingdom temporarily after your father's funeral, so that Uruk can continue to remain as powerful and prosperous as before."

"In that case..."

"Perhaps no one would think that his departure would be a disaster, right?"

The answer is not surprising, and it can even be said to be completely reasonable.

This was something that Lugobanda and Ningsang had agreed upon from the beginning. It was not a so-called impulsive act, nor was there any one-sided opinion.

The contract he had made with her finally had the desired effect for the first time at this moment.

but……

If possible, Ning Sang really hopes that this kind of thing will never happen in his life.

But now, I'm afraid it's impossible.

only--

After saying these words, Ning Sang found that something was wrong.

Because Ian's expression did not become relaxed because of his words.

"Is there something you want to say, Gilgamesh?"

"If you have any, you might as well say it directly."

"..."

Ian was silent for a long moment before continuing.

"Mother."

"if you can--"

"Could you please not interfere with the rule of Uruk?"

"what?!"

907. Siduri is willing to serve the king / Uruk does not need tears (4k)

"..."

If Ning Sang didn't have clear cognitive abilities, he would never have believed what he had just heard.

His own descendants actually told him at this moment not to get involved in the rule of Uruk.

What does he want to do?

"Gilgamesh, you..."

"Mother, I know you must have many doubts in your mind right now," Ian said calmly, "but at least listen to me before you make a conclusion."

"..."

Things have come to this point, Ning Sang knew that he had to agree no matter what.

She nodded and replied:

"I understand."

"In that case, let me understand what you think."

"Okay, mother."

Ian looked at his father Rugobanda who was sleeping in bed, and his eyes became determined.

"Mother's original intention was to take over Uruk and rule according to our father's laws, right?"

"..."

"That's true." Ning Sang nodded. "That's a good thing to think about, Gilgamesh. You're not proving anything by suggesting this to me."

"Please listen to me, Mother."

Ian continued to take the initiative in speaking.

"So--"

"Could you please answer a question for me?"

"If... I mean if, Mother, you intend to take over father's throne directly without doing anything extra?"

"..."

"What else?" Ning Sang looked at Ian who said this - she always felt that he had other intentions.

And this is indeed the case.

Ian just sighed, as if he was the older one.

"Mom, if that's the case, the situation might be a little bad."

"Oops……?"

Another word that shouldn't have come from Gilgamesh's mouth.