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"How about it, how about it, isn't it super worth it, Gil!"
The divine being in the form of a young girl, saying so, slightly narrowed her eyes, and pursed her crystal-clear, pale pink thin lips.
It could be said that this was an incomparably heart-stirring scene; that incomparably alluring young girl, gesturing to you like this, awaiting your response.
Perhaps, no one could refuse.
But,
That was light, a pale golden radiance.
A mercilessly sweeping golden radiance, heavily striking the young girl's exquisite head.
Whether it was a treasure or a symbol of legend, in any case, it was something so powerful, carrying unparalleled might, that swept past her side.
"Put away your affected gestures, you damned mongrel!"
On Gilgamesh's face, an arrogant smile, he looked with contempt at the utterly alluring Pandora.
"Seven Four Seven." "Truly, not bad. You'd refuse even that? So cold, you won't have any friends, little Gil?"
As if hinting at something, the young girl's slender, fair fingers slowly tapped her delicate chin.
Strands of light purple hair slowly drifted down.
That was the result of that previous strike, that breathtaking moment, still lingering in his mind.
Even her pure white dress still billowed with the strong wind that had just swept past.
However, in Pandora's eyes, there was not the slightest trace of fear. Let alone fear, not even a hint of horror was present.
Or perhaps, it was that playful gaze, that contemptuous look tinged with playfulness, that was more abundant.
She was using that playful gaze, looking at the king who was slightly angered, and with that contemptuous heart, made such a gesture.
However, it merely ignited the king's wrath.
"What, are you so eager to die, Pandora!"
Gilgamesh, however, was not angered by this. Instead, he contemptuously revealed threads of disgust.
However, behind him, the gradually opening, splendid and dazzling golden portals silently narrated the killing intent within this king's heart.
"Have you forgotten how to even speak? Do I need to properly instruct you in the etiquette of appearing before a king, mongrel!"
His tone carried an unprecedented killing intent, that surging killing intent and fury, pressing heavily upon Pandora.
"Mew!"
The young girl, waving her light purple twin pigtails, couldn't help but slightly shrug her shoulders, her whole body trembling slightly, as if feeling the king's killing intent, and being utterly terrified.
However, on her exquisitely beautiful face, like a finely carved work of art, there was a relaxed, playful smile that was completely contrary to her trembling movements.
"Honestly, don't be so serious. Isn't it better to just talk about love with me?"
She still spoke in that tone, lightly uttering those words, as if truly disregarding the king's wrath.
"It seems you are truly unrepentant, mongrel!"
A gentle smile now hung on Gilgamesh's face. He looked at the girl who was deliberately teasing him and lightly waved his arm.
Then, streaks of light, fiercely shot towards the utterly alluring young girl.
"Honestly, you get angry so easily!"
Those were words tinged with a hint of spoiled petulance, as if complaining about something, lightly exhaled from her pale pink cherry lips.
No scene of blood splashing occurred. The treasures, one by one, steadily halted at Pandora's body.
"I had no intention of offending you, King of Heroes Gilgamesh."
Immediately after, she shed the contempt from her words and bowed slightly with a hint of reverence.
"But, aren't you going to check on your pet? Such a master is quite incompetent."
Such inexplicable words, exhaled from Pandora's lips, clearly showed her awkwardness.
Gilgamesh turned to look. He contemptuously pursed his lips.
On Athena's exquisitely delicate body, golden light ripples gently swayed.
Undoubtedly, that was the remaining divinity, resisting Gilgamesh's authority.
And Athena herself stood there, stiff, her eyes lifeless.
"What, if you don't do something soon, such a Heroic Spirit will be wasted."
Pandora tempted him like this, but at this moment, her words carried no trace of flirtation, as if she had crushed her own nature.
"Of course, if you were to call her a pet, you might be even more satisfied, Your Majesty, King of the Oldest."
She said softly. Unbeknownst to him, she had already lightly curled up behind Gilgamesh, exhaling a faint, sweet scent from her lips.
Perhaps, if he truly pinned her to the ground and gave her a harsh 'lesson,' she would also readily accept it.
However, what answered her was merely the king's wrath.
Gilgamesh flung this large 'accessory' from behind him, then looked with contempt at the tender body.
"Tell me your plan, you damned mongrel. You must have prepared enough bargaining chips, haven't you!"
His tone was filled with haughtiness, and the contempt in his words was so obvious.
However, on Pandora's face, there hung a pitiful sadness, like that of an abandoned kitten.
Finally, she no longer feigned the appearance of an energetic young girl. However, this only made Gilgamesh even more disgusted.
"Honestly, so utterly clueless about romance."
She sighed heavily, her face carrying a resentful expression, yet her jewel-like, translucent eyes were full of playful amusement.
"It's simple. It's merely a conflict between the authority of 'Death' and 'The Underworld,' and your 'Heroic Spirit' authority."
A hint of serious contemplation appeared on the young girl's face. Then she extended her tender, slender fingers and made subtle gestures in front of herself.
"Even her divinity and authority were shattered by that divine artifact named 'Harpe,' or rather, that treasure. However, countless fragments of it still permeated her body, sustaining her from directly returning to myth."
Just like a seasoned lecturer, the young girl's face was piled with a so-called serious expression, but the playful amusement in her eyes couldn't escape Gilgamesh's notice in the slightest.
She was merely stalling for time, stalling until Athena was on the verge of dissipation, and then she would make her demands to Gilgamesh.
At least, that's how Gilgamesh understood it.
But how could such a mere tactic threaten him?
Therefore, a contemptuous smile appeared on the king's face, the corners of his mouth upturned, as if silently mocking Pandora's childishness.
He said softly.
"Then, tell me, what will happen then?"