It is true that the eight gods are pressed against Saber at this time, and the two people are ambiguous and give people the illusion that they will be married, but what is the right to say this?

Look at Weber's messy clothes, his shy face and the sitting posture on Iskander, the eight gods and Saber are not beginning, and the two of them have clearly arrived after the fact!

At this time, Weber buried his head deep in his arms, and only a few words appeared in his heart.

Come back, it's a shame...

“The Rider!Do you want to fight?”

The magic of Saber was released, and the whole person had been put on a pale blue skirt.

At this time, Saber, the fighting spirit is high, and only wants to quickly knock down a follower and prove his ability to the eight gods.

What’s more, Iskandar’s husband-and-wife life makes Saber very unhappy.

“Change your dress, King Arthur!”

Iskandar waved his hand at Saber and said, "This time our battle is not in the fight of the weapon and the foot!"

With that, Iskandar put Weber aside.

Yes, just put, at this time Weber huddled together, was raised by Iskander, put aside, and then raised a bucket from under the wheelchair.

“Hush!”

Iskander struck several times in a row, opened the barrel, and suddenly a smell of wine filled the whole house.

“I’m here to drink today!”

Iskander said loudly, “We will be on the wine and decide a high!”

“The Holy Grail is not something that a man can have.”

Saber said.

For Iskander, there will always be no motivation, but as long as it is not caught in his rhythm.

“The Holy Grail test is certainly not the amount of alcohol!”

Iskander said, “Today I come here and I’m testing your weapons!”

“Next, there will be questions from the king!”Let's go find a suitable place for the party."

Iskander looked at the house of the Eight Gods and said, “Your place really does not deserve your emperor’s identity!”

“Conquer the king, how about you?”

The eight gods said with a laugh, “I live in at least my own place, and if I remember correctly, the place where you live is a place where you rely on hypnosis.”Such a burglar-like act should not be the act of conquering the king.”

It was in this way that Iskander and Weber lived in a place that relied on Weber magic hypnosis, and then the two empty nesters were mistaken for their grandchildren, and thus obtained a place to live.

Weber was very embarrassed to hear the words of the Eight Gods, but Iskander was not ashamed, and he still grinned.

“Let’s find a suitable place for the party.”

Iskander skipped the topics and ran to his subject.

The eight gods looked up at the sky, and it was already close to noon, and under the bright sun, it was not suitable for the banquet outdoors anyway.

“In the restaurant!”

The eight gods said that at this time, the hourly work hired by the eight gods had already cleaned up the restaurant, and the eight gods sat on the ground and made an invitation to Iskander.

Iskandar saw that he was sitting on the ground with the meaning of the eight gods, and Saber did not need to say that the three men sat on the floor of the triangle, and as for Weber, he was standing on one side as witnesses to this feast of the king.

"I've had a man for this party."

Iskandar knocked on the head and said, "It's the golden-shiny guy, and when I bought the wine, I happened to meet him on the street, and then I invited him."

Weber’s face was a little uncomfortable when he spoke, and it was obvious to him that he did not want to meet Gilgamesh again.

Gilgamesh's awfulness can be said to be imprinted in his heart.

The golden brilliance shone in the restaurant, followed by a wisp of light condensed.

There was no golden armor, nor was it a police uniform on the street, Gilgamesh dressed casually, appearing in front of several people, while a golden swirl lit up behind him, and a wheelchair made of pure gold had appeared behind Gilgamesh.

"Iskandar, did you, who invited the king, thought of thanking him for death, and if so, the king will forgive you for my collision!"

Sitting in a wheelchair made of gold, Gilgamesh said coldly to Iskandal.At the same time rubbing gold with his hands, only such a wheelchair can be matched with his noble position.

"It's not a fight today."

Iskander put the wine in the barrel with the bamboo spoon in his hand and handed it to Gilgamesh.

To Weber’s surprise, Gilgamesh took the bamboo spoon and drank it.

“It is a base drink, a lowly wine!”

Gilgamesh said arrogantly, behind the golden ripples.

But this time, there was no divine weapon, but a wine pot made of gold and four golden cups.

“Taste it!This is the wine the king should drink.”

Clear, strong incense.

The eight gods put up their glasses and drank them in Saber’s worried eyes.

Wine such as throat, first of all, the brain wine feedback a strong sense of expansion, and then a fragrance in the throat began to spread, with the wine into the stomach, the eight gods only feel the whole person is a little fluttering, rich wine aroma, the long after the smell surge.

“Good wine!”

The eight gods are not praised.

Hearing the praise of the Eight Gods, Gilgamesh raised the glass, somewhat at ease.

"Whether it is the wine or the treasure, I have the best, this is the king's taste!" 」

Gilgamesh said triumphantly.

“Is this wine made by God?”

Iskander looked at the empty cup in his hand and couldn’t help but admire: “There is no such wine in the world, does this wine have a name?”The king wants to collect some."

"This wine can only be enjoyed by the king in the world, how can there be a name circulating!"

Gilgamesh said with disgust: "Today is only a little bit of the king, the insatiable little man, who wants more extravagance?"

For this kind of ridicule of Gilgamesh, Saber was full of scorn, and just wanted to open his mouth to refute Gilgamesh's behavior, but the little hand was directly caught by the eight gods.

“If this wine doesn’t have a name, let me give you a name today.”

The eight gods struck the floor under him and said with great interest.

“Say it!”

Gilgamesh took up his glass, drank it, and said, "If the name is well taken, the king will engrave the name, but don't give the king any name that makes people laugh!"

"Don't worry!Definitely in your place!”

The eight gods said to Gilgamesh.

“Your identity is the King of the town of Uruk, the Mesopotamia region, and the oldest king to be praised by the people of this world!”

The eight gods talked about Gilgamesh's information, frowned as if they were thinking.

“You have the knowledge!”

Gilgamesh took up his glass and drank it again.

“But this part of Uruk is a town!”

The eight gods suddenly said, “This town you rule is not even a city in my empire...”

Gilgamesh suddenly looked iron-green.

“During the reign of the king, the whole earth was subject to the king’s jurisdiction...”

“There is!”

The eight gods punched Gilgamesh and said, “This name definitely fits your status!”

“You can listen to the king!”

Gilgamesh turned his head and did not want to face the eight gods and two, and the area he just said about the eight gods and two made Gilgamesh unhappy.

“You are made the oldest king, and at the same time you have a small area of domination.”

The eight gods said to themselves that they did not care that Gilgamesh had a blue face: "Because of this, the area you rule is the size of a village and town for me, so I give you the name of wine..."

“Old!The Village!Long!"

The eight gods were two words, and the four were shocked.

The Oldest King?Old Mayor!

Think carefully about how apt this is with Gilgamesh's identity!

An old word, showing the era of Gilgamesh's rule, the village chief's two words show the area of his rule.

The big dress!

Iskandar almost always throws five bodies into the land of the eight gods.

I can’t believe that the eight gods could take out such apt name.

And the mockery is simply ex-level.

“Let the king have another drink of the old mayor!”

Iskander laughed, and took Gilgamesh's golden jug full of glasses, and then drank it.

“Old Mayor!Good wine!”

Gilgamesh's face was green and trembling.

“Hunt...” stiff, interrupted.

“The beast...” stiff, interrupted.

“I’m grass...” stiffly, interrupted.

The eight gods and Saber looked at each other and laughed, then poured two glasses of wine, and you had one, and I drank one, and thought of each other.

For Gilgamesh, the eight gods do not have to be afraid, but I am a law-abiding citizen, and Gilgamesh cannot hurt himself when he is clean with the police.

Even Gilgamesh was in such anger.You can’t bite yourself.

The golden ripples are shining brightly, and all kinds of divine weapons are looming in it.

But the two men, Matthew II and Saber, who were completely oblivious to Gilgamesh's threats, were still self-drinking and unpleasant.

We are law-abiding citizens!

And I like that kind of thing that you obviously want to kill me very much, but I have to build a socialist harmonious society with me.

“Iskander!”

Gilgamesh suddenly coldly said: "In the winter wood city wantonly fly without reporting to the police, and their identity is not in the police database, can be said to be a black ... and yesterday tried to attack the police..."

Iskander suddenly had an ominous feeling of foreboding.

“Be aware of it!”

The treasures in King Gilgamesh's treasure house shot at Iskander!(Unfinished.