One-way traffic

The reason is actually very simple.

Their true purpose in coming to this era was to prevent its collapse and to reclaim the Holy Grail left behind by King Solomon.

It is now clear that the city of Uruk is the key to all of this, and Gilgamesh's actions indicate that they must fight to protect Uruk and reclaim the Holy Grail.

But what does all this mean for the locals?

A group of outsiders came here claiming to want to save her, speaking with a tone of pity. She had never asked for their help in the first place, yet they had so presumptuously and recklessly made this decision on their own.

Of course, she wouldn't agree. If you put yourself in Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoes, you would probably feel the same dissatisfaction.

Chaldea's current actions are, in the eyes of King Gilgamesh in Uruk and all the citizens of Uruk, practically an insult to the fruits of their hard work so far.

"Uruk needs no help! As you can see, the people outside are living very well, I have a firm grasp on the situation on the battlefield, and the Holy Grail is in my hands. Those guys from the 'Three Goddess Alliance' have absolutely no chance of taking it from me."

"See? This era has no need for you at all. Uruk and I are both perfectly well-prepared and need no help from anyone! It's all just your own conclusions!"

"..."

"Don't say anything stupid like 'Please give us the Holy Grail'... If you just shut up obediently, I will treat you as honored guests. Don't really anger me, Magician of the Observatory."

There is nothing left to say.

At least for now, trying to persuade this king to hand over the Holy Grail—the twisted point of this era—to them with words alone is simply wishful thinking.

Having said so much in one breath, Gilgamesh sighed slightly and looked at the priest beside him.

"Siduri, those two strangers over there are being treated as 'honored guests,' while these Chaldean fellows over here..."

At this point, an unusual smile appeared on King Gilgamesh's face.

"...If you are determined to serve me no matter what, then consider starting with the most ordinary 'commoners.'"

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After that, an even greater upheaval seemed to occur at the temple.

No one knows who did it, maybe it was that golden-haired king again, or maybe it was someone else. Anyway, a shadow fell from the sky and crashed directly into the temple, and then flew out of there again not long after.

But none of this matters to Accelerator and Hatsune Miku.

After confirming each other's opinions, there was no need to continue talking to the guy who claimed to be king.

Half an hour has passed since the two left the temple.

Right now, they are walking on the streets of Uruk.

"Miss Fujimaru and Miss Matthew, it seems like they're in a lot of trouble."

Although their outfits caused a huge surprise among the local residents, neither Accelerator nor Hatsune Miku seemed to care about the phenomenon.

I encounter this situation almost every time I travel to a new world, and I'm used to it by now.

Hatsune Miku turned around and walked alongside him, level with him.

"What are you doing?"

"Aren't we going to consider helping them?"

"That's those little girls' business, what does it have to do with me?"

Accelerator replied with a bored smirk.

"And even if I did speak up, that guy named Gilgamesh would definitely ignore me."

"Huh? Why? Didn't that king say he approved of you?"

"Their so-called recognition is simply because what we're doing won't interfere with Uruk, so they can't be bothered with the two of us at all."

Accelerator made it clear from the beginning that they were not there to protect Uruk or restore humanity, but only for their own purposes.

This is neither a feeling of pity for Uruk, nor is it driven by the idea that 'only we can save this era.'

That's probably why Gilgamesh approved of Accelerator.

But... is it really that simple?

Hatsune Miku pondered this for a moment. In terms of aura, both the king and the number one in Academy City did have a similar vibe... Could it be because of this?

"So, we'll be spending the rest of our days together in Uruk, shall we?"

"Don't make it sound so easy. This place is ancient times. Putting aside the question of where to get the currency, there must be a huge barrier to communication just from the language."

"Huh...? Is that so? But I just noticed that it seems like everyone, from King Gilgamesh to the others in Uruk, is speaking Japanese. So there shouldn't be any communication problems!"

"That... is probably the system's automatic translation function," Accelerator thought casually, though he hadn't seen a similar explanation in the Soul System.

The fact that most people in various worlds communicate in Japanese is already one of the biggest points of contention.

Wandering around the city, I was basically asked questions by all sorts of vendors on the street for quite a while.

Without currency, you can't buy anything... As they thought this, the two of them had already arrived in front of a clay building.

In front of the house, the figure I had seen once before stood there.

It seems like they're waiting for someone.

"Ah...we've finally found the two of you."

Green clothes, white headscarf, and black scarf.

The beautiful priestess looked at them with a gentle smile.

"You are... Miss Siduri, right?"

"Thank you so much for remembering my name so easily, Hatsune Miku."

The other party then performed the Uruk-specific greeting, and although Hatsune Miku wanted to shake hands, she could only smile and wave in return.

However, this action made Siduri a little puzzled.

"You should be the priest who serves the king, so why are you out here?"

"That's true, but the king also said that he wanted me to take care of you."

Siduri walked to the door of the clay house and pulled back the black curtain.

"Well then, please take a look at the residence where we will all be living together from now on."

The two looked at each other and then went into the house.

Although it was in a desert-like place, the house was not humid or hot at all, but rather felt very cool.

then.

After pulling back the curtain and entering the room, several familiar figures appeared before my eyes.

"what…!"

Those were Fujimaru Ritsuka, Matthew, Merlin, and Anna.

"Could it be that...?"

"Haha, judging from this, you can probably guess what's going on, right?"

Upon witnessing this scene, Merlin couldn't help but laugh.

"From now on, the four of us, along with Mr. Accelerator and Ms. Hatsune Miku over there, will all be living in this Chaldea Embassy!"

That is to say... living together.

Thinking about the prospect of living together in the future... Accelerator clicked his tongue in amazement once again.

"How long are we going to keep this up? You damn fool."

Chapter 595 With a Non-God's Body—

Uruk at night presents a unique kind of beauty.

In Mesopotamia in 2655 BC, unlike the modern prosperity and beauty, it was indeed a brightly lit city that never sleeps.

The king who had created all of this sat alone on his throne, solitude reviewing all the tasks that needed to be completed.

No.

"Your Majesty, this is the wheat wine that was prepared in advance, and it has been served to you."

Her priestess, Siduri, personally carried the tray into the temple.

Upon hearing the call, Gilgamesh looked up. On the plate in Siduri's hand were two golden goblets filled with a clear, golden liquid—wheat wine.

“Siduri… I’ve said it so many times, this kind of thing should be left to the right people. Your duty is to be a priest.”

"Yes, yes, that would be best if that were the case."

Seeing that the king had put down the clay tablet in his hand that recorded various government affairs, Siduri smiled gracefully and offered him the ale.

"But in reality, those who wanted to bring the king snacks or beer were personally turned away by him. Sometimes he even forgot to eat dinner, preoccupied with the internal affairs of Uruk."

"It's just a meal or a snack. If I want to eat it, I'll have plenty of opportunities... But not now. I can't even spare a blink of an eye."

"That's exactly why I've come personally to bring the king some entertainment."

If Siduri hadn't personally brought him water and food, Gilgamesh probably wouldn't have thought about resting or eating even after three days and three nights. Aside from the most basic need to relieve himself, he probably would have just stayed on the throne in the temple.

It was precisely because she was able to see this that she was able to remain by the side of the King of Uruk and assist him.

"...I'm impressed."

Shaking his head, seeing Siduri's condition, he also had to take some time to rest.

Gilgamesh took a cup of ale from the plate held by Siduri, walked to the temple entrance, and stood there.

The bright moon shone in the sky, and below, Uruk was bathed in its golden light.

It's only just nightfall, but the area below already seems incredibly lively.

People enjoyed their own revelry, just like a modern-day party, with countless celebratory sounds echoing throughout Uruk.

Some of these were celebrations held by returning soldiers and their comrades to commemorate their survival.

Some people hold grand celebrations after their wives give birth, so that everyone they know can share in the joy.

Some people simply marveled at the beauty of the night, and in that mood, they instinctively started drinking and partying.

The lives of the people of Uruk are probably destined to be devoid of decadence.

Looking down upon his own city from his high vantage point... what exactly is Gilgamesh, this king, thinking?

Siduri stood to one side, saying nothing.

However, she was very clear about this.

“Your Majesty… even though it is a time of war, there is really no need to exhaust yourself like this.”

“Foolish. This is not a waste of resources, but something I was going to do anyway. Even you should be careful with your words.”

Savoring the taste of the mead, Gilgamesh looked up at the bustling town.

"...Moreover, even if I wanted to find time to rest, it's already too late."

Although he rejected the magicians of Chaldea, he had no intention of seeking help from the stranger named Accelerator.

But the king of Uruk knew what fate awaited him and the city.

Everything they did was not to change their own fate.

"When was the last time you stood on such a high platform drinking like this?"

"Yes, if I remember correctly, it should be..."

I was just about to say that time.

Siduri then paused and did not continue.

"...That's it."

Gilgamesh also realized something, but did not inquire further.

Enjoying the evening breeze, he downed the golden ale in one gulp.

"Then the time for rest is almost up. It's a rare opportunity, and I am indeed full of energy, Siduri."

That's of course a lie.

The drinking time alone only lasted a few seconds, and even including the time spent talking and observing the whole of Uruk, it was at most only two or three minutes.

Without even closing your eyes to rest, this state cannot be considered rest at all.