Gilgamesh didn't need the approval of an incompetent patron saint of the city, that's a fact.
But what Ishtar said when she said this represented something more than just her recognition as the patron saint of the city-state and the mother of the city-state.
This is an acknowledgment of all that Gilgamesh has given to this city-state for a long time. He has finally become a [Wise King] of Uruk recognized by everyone.
Even though Uruk was about to be destroyed, Gilgamesh still had a smile on his lips.
He didn't want to admit it, but Ishtar's words really made him feel a lot better.
"Siduri, let all the citizens who have survived in Uruk gather in the square in front of the palace."
He stood up and tidied up his appearance to make himself look more majestic and energetic.
"I understand, King."
Siduli bowed and left.
She was ready to sacrifice herself for this city at any time, but now that she was still standing here, still standing at the feet of the King of Uruk, she had to fulfill her obligations and responsibilities.
Gilgamesh just turned around quietly, entered his own palace, and quietly waited for the opportunity to come.
What he wants to do is very simple.
There is going to be a war in Uruk, Uruk is going to be destroyed.
The citizens are still in Uruk and are willing to make a last-ditch resistance for Uruk.
This is a recognition of the city and the king Gilgamesh.
Therefore, he must respond.
He wanted to tell his citizens that Uruk would not be destroyed.
It will become a spirit, an unforgettable thing, and will exist in human history forever.
"Tiamat is coming this afternoon, how do you feel, man named Musashibo?"
On the Warcraft front, a slightly salty wind blew from the lower reaches of the valley, ruffling everyone's hair and feeling a little uneasy.
"Brother Liao Ye, me"
Musashibo Benkei held his naginata and stood silently, looking quite like a nio, but his heart was already filled with fear.
He had seen how huge Tiamat was and what a terrifying enemy it was. The terrifying treasure phantoms that could annihilate countless of him could not even leave a scar on Tiamat's body.
Now, he is about to serve as a member of Uruk and fight against Tiamat on the warcraft front.
He looked in the direction of Minamoto Yoshitsune, that is, Ushiwakamaru, and saw that his lord was talking to Miss Azusa from the Central Plains.
Miss Azusa is also a female hero, but unlike Ushiwakamaru, because of the inscription carved by her brother, Azusa is normally recorded as a female in history, while her lord, because of his many achievements, is naturally It should be recorded as male.
But that’s not Musashibo Benkei’s focus.
What he focused on was himself, not Musashibo Benkei.
His real name is Hitachibo Kaizo, which means that he is not the real "Musashibo Benkei".
Just an imposter.
The coward who sneaked away in the cracks of the war because he was afraid of fighting, and chose to tell the story of the real Benkei out of guilt. The final result was that he was summoned in place of the real Benkei.
This gave him a new life of fear, but the shortcomings he had suffered during his lifetime were still insurmountable even after his death.
He is still afraid of fighting, afraid of pain, and afraid of death. He wants to avoid fighting as much as possible, but...
This is a unique point. What happens here is enough to affect the safety of the entire human history. Since Hitachibo would take the initiative to sing the story of Musashibo Benkei among the people through guilt, it shows that he at least has a basic conscience. It's just that he is a little greedy for life and afraid of death.
What if, even if you are greedy for life and afraid of death, you cannot avoid the disaster in front of you?
Hitachibo stood there, facing Liao Ye's question, with his head lowered and his body trembling slightly.
"Brother Musashibo?" Liao Ye was a little confused about the situation and scratched his head.
This man was a comrade he admired. He was willing to fight when facing monsters, and his skills were quite good, but he was a little cold.
"Mr. Liao Ye, please leave this to me first. General Zijuan is calling you. You can go over and have a chat with her." Ushiwakamaru walked up to Liao Ye with a polite and heroic smile. Although there was a big difference in body shape, Liao Ye always felt that he might be weaker than the woman in front of him in terms of temperament.
"Oh, oh" Liao Ye nodded and walked towards Zijuan without thinking much.
"What's going on?" He muttered a few words and looked at Zijuan.
Zijuan also shrugged, looking confused, obviously not knowing what happened.
But it was probably a private matter between the monarch and his ministers - the lord and his retainers could probably be regarded as a pair of monarchs and ministers.
but
"Are you a female leader? I feel like we rarely see that over there." Zijuan hugged her chest and looked at Ushiwakamaru, noncommittal.
"It's okay, Miss Fourth, you are brave enough." Liao Ye said with a smile.
This is not flattery. Both he and Zijuan know what a transcendent position Zijuan occupies in the history of the Central Plains.
"Hitachibo, what are you thinking about?" Ushiwakamaru looked at Hitachibo's face with sharp eyes.
".Lord, I know how to fight."
Hitachibo didn't say much, he just tried his best to look as firm as possible.
Whether he was alive or dead, he had lost enough face that he still had dignity.
Ushiwakamaru didn't speak, but still looked at Hitachibo Kaizo with his stinging eyes.
There was a drop of sweat on Hitachibo's head, but it could be seen that this somewhat cowardly monk soldier did not want this drop of sweat to really fall.
Even if his body is shaking, even if he doesn't want to fight, but...
I still have dignity.
Hitachibo Kaizo gritted his teeth and thought.
Ushiwakamaru looked at the struggling Hitachibo Kaizo and suddenly smiled, and the sharp sense of oppression disappeared without a trace.
This made Hitachibo a little surprised.
But Ushiwakamaru nodded towards Hitachibo with that kind of smile.
"You look good, Musashibo Benkei."
Then he walked away without saying a word.
Hitachibo Kaizo's mood stirred up a storm.
Yes, his current name is not Hitachibo Kaizo, so he shouldn't be that timid coward.
At this unique point, he should be the brave Musashibo Benkei.
He couldn't help but tighten his grip on the naginata in his hand.
His heart was still heavy.
But... at some point, he knew what he should do.
