Erica

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The girl slightly puffed out her chest, and those exquisitely developed curves naturally became even more eye-catching.

Her face showed an extremely displeased expression; it seemed she took great pride in her tracking skills.

However, to Gilgamesh, who possessed two-thirds divinity, that malice was as dazzling as a candlelight in the dark night.

"Forget it! Since you've found me anyway, let's settle this!"

The blonde girl lightly tossed her golden hair, her face filled with an arrogant expression.

Her radiant golden hair danced in the air; the sunlight sprinkled down from the clear sky was refracted into brilliant colors.

Not only did she show no trace of guilt for being discovered, but her expression was one of intending to kill to silence him.

Such arrogance, such unreasonableness, caused the most ancient king before her to let out a delighted laugh.

"Not bad, not bad, quite courageous. However, mongrel, before you bare your fangs, you must pay the price for offending the King!"

On Gilgamesh's face, the smile also turned savage with anger.

He absolutely could not allow someone, such a fellow, to dare defy the King's authority like this.

Even if she didn't know this King's name, even if she didn't know this King's identity, he would make her pay an unforgettable price.

Hearing this man's 'outrageous words', the dissatisfaction on the girl's face grew heavier, and a trace of killing intent also appeared.

"I was originally planning to just teach you a lesson, but it seems if I don't properly teach you how to behave, it won't do!"

Her willow-leaf-like shapely eyebrows slightly furrowed; her delicate and snow-white small hands clenched into fists before her.

"My name is Erica Blandelli! To wash away the stain I committed as a knight, I can only ask you to kindly shut your mouth!"

As she spoke thus, crimson magical power gathered in her hands, like a robust lion roaring before her.

"Didn't this King say, you won't have the chance to bare your fangs!"

Following this angry shout, the crimson magical power once again merged back into the air.

It wasn't that Erica intended to show mercy, but a far worse situation had occurred.

A giant vajra struck heavily on the girl's abdomen, fiercely throwing her against the alley wall.

It could be said that although this wasn't Gilgamesh's full-powered strike, Erica, who was sent flying, still caused cracks to appear on the solid wall.

The girl couldn't help but vomit blood. Although her internal injuries were rapidly recovering under the protection of magical power, the damage sustained in that instant wasn't so easily healed completely.

And what followed was an even worse situation.

The girl named Erica was directly lifted up by Gilgamesh.

The man looked at her delicate, pretty face, slightly stained with blood, with the expression of appraising prey.

"What, not bad, like a lioness, eh."

A playful smile was on Gilgamesh's face, but the malice in his eyes was overflowing.

"Do you not follow the rules of dueling at all?"

The girl felt the immense pain from her body; probably several ribs were broken. Fortunately, the broken ribs hadn't pierced her internal organs.

But the taste of blood filling her mouth also meant her condition was far from good. This man before her actually attacked directly without waiting for her to draw her sword, making the girl unable to help but smile bitterly.

She, who had always gained victory by not adhering to the knight's code, had finally paid the price.

Her sword, 'Cuore di Leone', required a short chant to summon the deadly weapon. But this time, since she was tracking the opponent, she hadn't summoned her weapon in advance, and it could be said she had suffered a great loss.

"Ha, truly laughable. When did this King ever intend to duel a mongrel like you? Since when did a mongrel like you have the qualification to bare your fangs at this King?"

An arrogant smile appeared on the man's face. His slightly narrowed eyes carried contempt as he looked at the girl he held up by her golden hair.

"Moreover, for an outlaw like you who tracked me here, not directly giving you the punishment of ten thousand swords piercing your heart is already this King's mercy. What, after all this time, assassins now have the qualification to face a King directly?"

As he spoke thus, he fiercely slammed the girl onto the ground.

"Cough... I just came to see what your identity was, who exactly was the person so earnestly invited by the 'Bronze Black Cross'. I had no intention of assassinating you!"

The girl felt a deadly crisis and couldn't help but try to defend herself.

Perhaps it was also because her defense was timely. With her back to Gilgamesh, she didn't notice the golden ripples appearing in the air, nor the sword tips emerging from those golden gates of light.

If she had been a moment later, she really would have been pierced by ten thousand swords.

"Interesting. Remember this well: This King's name is Gilgamesh, King of Uruk, the one and only King in this world."

Gil's voice was still filled with a majesty that made one unable to stand straight. The girl, seeming to understand something, couldn't help but close her eyes.

Although her achievements in magic weren't particularly good, she still knew of the world-famous Epic of Gilgamesh.

And since this man hadn't been heard of before, he naturally wasn't an ancestral god passed down through legends, but likely a newly descended 'Heretic God'. And according to his legend, he would definitely be the most troublesome type of 'Steel Hero God'.

Thinking thus, the girl silently awaited death.

But unexpectedly, the man didn't kill her. Not feeling herself pierced by sharp sword tips, the girl struggled to open her eyes, which were slightly blurry from the heavy blow.

"Then become this King's pet. Having come to this mortal world, this King's lion is still left behind in Uruk. Since that's the case, you shall replace it and become this King's pet!"

The man spoke with such arrogance, his words unfeeling. The serious and proud expression on his face didn't seem feigned.

"Feel honored, mongrel! Not everyone has such an opportunity to become this King's pet. Properly show your gratitude for this King's boon!"

Gilgamesh once again grabbed Erica's exquisite, golden-like hair, but this time, his movements were much gentler.

"You are insulting my honor as a knight! Let me go!"

The girl spoke thus, her face filled with unwillingness.

She was the highly anticipated heaven's chosen of the 'Copper Black Cross', and had never received such treatment.

In her view, even failure should be a glorious death in battle. Becoming someone's pet—she could never have imagined such a situation would occur.

However, the man dragging her on the ground didn't think so.

"Pets should just obediently shut up. Having been granted such a boon, shouldn't you properly express your gratitude?"

The girl's sorrowful wails echoed in the dark alley.