Chapter 47: The Golden Age of Gods Classroom

Gilgamesh had no intention of denying this responsibility, merely chuckling with disdain.

"It's tedious. Even if it's true, it doesn't change the fact that it's all terribly dull."

His attitude remained condescending, but he did not deny Morgan's statement.

"So, what Berserker said is true?" Iskandar couldn't help but be intrigued. He had ruled over 300 years before Christ, and more than 700 years had passed since the Magic King returned the miracle.

The Age of Gods was still somewhat distant to Iskandar.

"Fools, you understand nothing about the Age of Gods, let alone the nature of the gods themselves," Gilgamesh sneered.

The Hero King, born from the union of a human king and a goddess, was two-thirds god and one-third human, so he naturally knew more about the existence of gods than anyone else present.

Gilgamesh raised his chin slightly, looking down on everyone with arrogance. "The Age of Gods has long since receded, and this planet now abides by the laws of physics familiar to humans. To you, gods are merely a system to support religion. It is understandable that you cannot comprehend the Age of Gods, do not understand gods, and do not grasp the significance of my actions."

Morgan's words had touched something deep within Gilgamesh, who suddenly found himself interested in discussing something related to "gods" with the group before him.

"There are two kinds of gods: those that existed initially and transformed into gods, and those born as 'gods.' In Mesopotamia, where I come from, the gods are the consciousness and personality embodied by natural phenomena—the so-called ancient gods. I was created by these ancient gods and the kings of the world, existing somewhere between the ancient gods and modern gods."

Gilgamesh drank the wine in his cup with a grim smile. "Sounds strange? Indeed, it is. Even I find it odd, but it is the truth. I was created by the will of the gods."

A king "created" rather than born naturally, produced for a specific purpose.

The same was true for Artoria Pendragon, a non-human king with the blood of the red dragon, born from the conspiracy between her father, King Uther, and Merlin.

Artoria was somewhat aware of this, and after hearing what Gilgamesh said, her expression became very serious.

Even if they were unrelated, if the fall of Britain was linked to the decline of the Age of Gods, why did the Hero King, who initiated this decline, do so?

"To guide humans? You're not that benevolent, are you?" Tatsuya Suzuki asked.

"Your intuition is correct. The gods did not create me to help humans. Instead, they feared humans and needed a mediator with the vision of both gods and humans." Gilgamesh's tone was arrogant, filled with self-praise. "The ancient gods feared humans' ability to transform nature. No matter how much natural energy the gods possessed, they were still confined to 'existing in one place.'"

There was no reverence for the gods in his words, even though two-thirds of him came from them.

Gilgamesh grinned, as if amused by his own words. "Humans are quite the opposite. Although there are differences in survival abilities, at the individual level, they are as small as grains of sand. However, when they gather in large numbers, their collective power is significant."

The conversation had taken a profound turn, directly addressing the essence of Gilgamesh's beliefs.

"These gods, as powerful as they are as natural phenomena, have 'originality' and 'cognition' that are comparable to those of ordinary people. Even with omniscient knowledge, they can only reach 'one' conclusion and shape a single personality. In this regard alone, humans have surpassed the gods. The gap in cognition and the power to change is immense."

Gilgamesh's smile grew wider, his contempt for the gods evident, but there was no dissatisfaction with himself.

"Human desires are limitless, never-ending, and never shy about expressing themselves. The gods realized that the world would inevitably change due to human desires and might one day even alter the laws governing the stars in the sky. When that time comes, there will be no place for the ancient gods, who are natural phenomena, to interfere.

"Fearing this, the gods wanted a ruler who was human but belonged to them. That was the true purpose behind their foolish act of marrying a human king with a goddess to create me. It was merely an act of survival in their twilight years, a deeply humiliating one for the gods."

Gilgamesh rejected the gods' will with his arrogance.

"The gods sought to use me as a 'wedge' driven from heaven to earth to prevent the gap between humans and gods from widening further. After witnessing the gods' cowardice, I concluded that gods are no longer needed in the future. It is humans, led by me, who should govern this planet."

Thus, humans bid farewell to the gods and moved towards a future where they would create the world on their own.

But Gilgamesh's actions were only the beginning, and the gods continued trying to maintain their relationship with humans until the era of the Magic King 1,500 years later, when the blessings bestowed by the gods were returned to the heavens.

"That's why I said it was boring, fairy of paradise." Gilgamesh drank the wine in his cup but did not refill it. "You know many truths, but you don't understand their significance."

Tatsuya Suzuki couldn't help but lean over to Morgan's ear and whisper, "It seems the blame-shifting failed... Even if the Age of Gods faded because of him, the Hero King clearly doesn't intend to take responsibility for the destruction of Britain."

"If He were to take responsibility for that, He wouldn't be the King of Heroes," Morgan whispered back naturally.

Iskandar sighed, "Even if you were created by the gods, you don't intend to obey their will. You must act as a king according to your own desires, whether it is ruling the earth or bidding farewell to the gods."

"Yes, that is the way of a king. Ordinary people who long for miracles from heaven will never understand it."

After telling his story, Gilgamesh's words revealed a narcissistic undertone, perfectly aligning with his self-centered temperament.

"Then the question is, Saber, after learning the reason I ended the Age of Gods, will you still come to collect the debt as your sister suggested?" Gilgamesh teased, a look of pleasure on his face.

Artoria frowned, then firmly denied it:

"Even if the Age of Gods ended because of you and it ultimately affected Britain, the destruction of my country is my responsibility and has nothing to do with you, Hero King"

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