"Do you know what you're talking about?”Gilgamesh frowned and said with an unfriendly expression.
It was one thing whether or not FinBaba would be spared, but Gilgamesh would respect his best friend's decision.
Anyway, he had obtained the necessary resources. The development of the Cedar Forest was enough to support Uruk for a long time.
Even if those who came later would still be tested and frustrated by Fern Baba, that was their business.
Gilgamesh considered himself the guardian of mankind, but that did not mean that he intended to become the nanny of all mankind.
If he could defeat Fern Baba and obtain the natural resources of the Cedar Forest in his era, then the humans of other eras should be able to do the same. No, they had to do it!
But Abel couldn't have been curious and wanted to study Finoba, could he?
Gilgamesh had the Future Vision, so he knew how terrifying those mad scientists were. He remembered that Abel had secretly captured magical beasts to modify them, but he had found out about it. Then, Gilgamesh had to spend a lot of effort to resolve it.
Gilgamesh's face darkened when he thought about how difficult it was to deal with a defective product that Abel claimed to have been modified by his own genes.
Although Finoba was a divine beast of the gods, he was also Enkidu's best friend. Besides, Gilgamesh did not hate such a girlish beast, so Abel could forget about transforming Finoba into a beast.
Abel saw that Gilgamesh's expression was not looking good, and he knew that he was thinking the wrong thing.
He couldn't help but say,
"What are you thinking! I have a backup plan for all my experiments. Even if you don't do anything, you will self-destruct.
Also, it's rare to see such a pure creature like Fern Baba. I'll put him in a place that's isolated from the world.”
Abel came to Fern Baba's side and gently stroked the monster's messy fur. He smiled and said,
"Poor Fern Baba, you can't stay in the Cedar Forest anymore. If you want to live, just answer me.”
Finba was silent for a long time. He slowly raised his huge head and looked at Enkidu for the last time, then nodded.
"Very good!" Abel smiled in satisfaction.
"I will change your appearance, and you will bid farewell to everything in the past…whether it is happiness or pain.”
Abel's hand released a white light of hope. It was a miracle of life. Under the white light, Fern Baba's wounds healed, and his appearance was reconstructed under the effect of divine power.
What reappeared in front of Enkidu and Gilgamesh was a very, very large black and white bear.
Black and white fur, round face, fat body, no longer ferocious like in the past, but in shape.
If Ishtar saw her, he would definitely take her in as his guardian beast.
"Sleep, sleep. When you wake up, you will appear in your new home!”
The white hole that suddenly appeared sucked the unconscious Finoba into an unknown place, which would be his home forever.
"Now the problem has been solved!"
As Abel spoke, he bent down and picked up all the morning glory flowers scattered on the ground. His nimble hands quickly weaved a wreath and handed it to Enkidu.
"Take it. This is your last gift to your friend.”
"Why is she wearing this crown?”
Enkidu held the flower wreath and couldn't help but whisper. He wasn't asking anyone else, but himself.
Enki did not regret his decision. He had betrayed his old friend, who had been his best friend until the war, Fern Baba. That monster with sharp claws and teeth that were scarier than anyone on the ground, and at the same time, a pitiful girl.
In this garden where she had twisted the truth of the earth, why did the little monsters betrayed by their best friends always wear this crown?
"A pure heart will be happy because of this string of ornaments.”
Gilgamesh, who was standing beside the Lock of Heaven, said calmly. He picked up the second crown that Finaba had woven for Enkidu, which had fallen to the side.
He decided to keep this crown in his treasure vault. There was no reason for it, but this pure heart was far more noble than gold and gemstones.
Abel looked up at the sky. His clear golden eyes reflected the blue sky. He let out a long breath and smiled at the two of them.
"I need to leave for a while!”
"Where are you going?" Gilgamesh asked curiously.
Abel pointed upward, but he did not speak.
Gilgamesh already understood what Abel meant. Gilgamesh's Mother God and Father God had informed him of Abel's identity long ago, but so what? His best friend was Abel, not the God of Gods.
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Tonight, Uruk was partying all night!
The great king and sage brought the endless resources of the cedar forest to the starving Uruk people.
They had eradicated the monster that had occupied the forest, and from then on, the people of Sumer could enter and leave the forest freely.
Everyone was very happy, from the slaves to the priests of the gods. They were all sincerely happy for the great achievements of the king and the sage.
Their stories were made up as facts, recorded by historians in the life of King Gilgamesh. When the king returned to heaven, this became the epic of Gilgamesh that was passed down to later generations.
The city was in a state of celebration. It was brightly lit and extremely lively.
However, there was one person who did not participate in this joy. Instead, he sat on the city wall and drank the wine in his glass.
Sitting on the edge of the city wall, Abel stared at Uruk in a daze.
It was truly an exceptionally beautiful city. The people here were kind, and the mountains and rivers here were also perfect. This was the true land bestowed by the gods.
After finishing the wine in his cup, Abel put away the golden wine cup. This was his reward for working for Gilgamesh. Abel then turned his body into particles of light and flew away at the speed of light.
Gilgamesh and Inky stood not far away from Abel's departure. They could not help but sigh as they watched Abel's dashing back.
Gilgamesh was playing with a stone rod in his hand, and a silver-white cross hung around Enkidu's slender neck.
This was Abel's gift to them.
Gilgamesh thought of Abel's parting words. When you encounter an insurmountable difficulty, take it with hope and courage, and a miracle will come.
He looked at the stone rod in his hand that was undamaged no matter how he tried. He hung it on his waist and couldn't help but be curious. Would such a day really come?
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