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As the heavy mahogany doors opened, an Italian-style restaurant came into view.
A clean and elegant environment, complemented by comfortable embellishments, and there was even a rooftop restaurant specially created for those seeking romance.
However, upon closer inspection, it was not so simple.
Whether it was the huge chandelier meticulously carved from natural crystal, or the scrolls of paintings by famous artists that constantly proclaimed their antiquity to the world, or even the tables and chairs made from the most precious wood by the most skilled craftsmen.
This restaurant, though it appeared extremely simple, anyone with discerning eyes looking around could deeply feel the immeasurable value it contained.
Even in a tourist city like Sardinia, such a restaurant could be considered one of the best.
However, the man entering this restaurant at this moment was dressed in extremely casual attire.
It was what was called a biker outfit. Whether it was the shirt underneath or the jacket covering it, neither was undoubtedly an overly expensive product.
However, at this very moment, no one dared to berate this man.
Because, on his face, in every movement, there was an unparalleled arrogance, an arrogance like that of an emperor.
Even if the clothes were lowly, when worn on his body, it was as if mud had turned into gold.
Without a doubt, this was a king, this was the king, this was the king named Gilgamesh, sung by the world as the King of Heroes.
Standing behind him, naturally, was the silver-haired young girl with a calm expression as usual.
"Your Majesty, the Bronze Black Cross branch has received the news. Please dine first."
Liliana spoke softly, but she couldn't hide the reverence in her tone.
As usual, Gilgamesh did not respond to this loyal young girl, merely nodding.
He lightly scanned the restaurant. Without a doubt, all the customers had been 'cleared' out. Whether it was the Bronze Black Cross or the Copper Black Cross, even the 'Old Dame' who had only recently submitted and was the local administrator, all knew perfectly well how to serve a king.
Gilgamesh leaned lightly against the wooden chair, a trace of impatience on his face.
Although only a dozen or so minutes had passed since receiving the news and making preparations, for this king, it was still too slow.
Of course, it wasn't unbearable. Being considerate of his subordinates' hard work, he chose not to blame them.
As he sat down, Liliana still stood behind him, showing no intention whatsoever of dining with him.
As a knight, loyal to her king, she would not dine with her king.
Of course, with one exception.
"Did this King not say that he wished to enjoy dinner with you?"
What reached Liliana's ears was an extremely arrogant voice. That slightly masculine, rich, magnetic voice carried an unquestionable meaning.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
As if a soldier receiving an order, Liliana abruptly stood at attention, then marched with mechanical steps towards the seat opposite Gilgamesh.
That serious demeanor made it seem as if she wasn't about to enjoy dinner, but rather to rush to a battlefield of life and death.
No, in a certain sense, it might indeed be a battlefield.
"Well then, to enjoy dinner, how can there be no fine wine to liven things up!"
The moment Liliana's bottom barely touched the seat, she heard the words she least wanted to hear.
"How could this be?"
Such a wail escaped the young girl's throat, as if she had been severely bullied.
From a certain perspective, this might indeed be bullying.
Looking at the crystal goblet in her hand, carved and adorned with various patterns, looking extremely luxurious, and the amber-like wine within, Liliana felt like crying but had no tears.
For her, drinking was already not her forte. No, perhaps even a single glass of beer could easily make her drunk.
"What, do you still need this King to personally feed you?"
As expected, what followed was the king's reprimand.
Hearing such a command, Liliana could only drain the wine in her goblet in one gulp, then fiercely slam the expensive crystal glass on the table.
Immediately after, she ignored Gilgamesh's presence and directly began to pour and drink by herself.
That unrestrained posture was indeed astonishing. Of course, if one ignored the dazed look in her eyes, one might even think her a great hero.
However, at this moment, she was just a drunkard.
"Truly an unsightly posture, Lady Liliana."
Gilgamesh watched the expected development, couldn't help but narrow his crimson, snake-like pupils, a clear look of amusement in his eyes.
To toy with his loyal subordinate like this, even if there wasn't a shred of malice, this taste was indeed extremely vile.
Then, what responded to him was an extremely tender voice.
"Indeed, extremely unsightly. It's not the first time Lady Liliana has made such a fool of herself."
That voice was clear and crisp, moving, carrying a trace of tenderness, yet also implicitly containing an enticing maturity.
If one had to make a definitive judgment, it would be 'the voice of a witch.'
The young girl who responded to Gilgamesh was dressed in a traditional maid outfit. She still looked like an extremely young and inexperienced girl.
Her silver-gray hair, as well as her deep blue eyes, constantly exuded a trace of extreme shrewdness.
"This King's subject is not so easily trifled with, mongrel!"
However, what responded to this young girl was indeed the king's wrath.
Even if this young girl was indeed top-tier among the top-tier in terms of beauty, this could not cover up the mistake she had just made.
"I am Liliana's attendant, no, perhaps it wouldn't matter to say I am her relative. Karen Jankulovski is I."
Still that clear and crisp voice, which could be considered a kind of enjoyment, constantly expressing her presence to the surroundings.
"Karen, is it?"
A playful smile appeared on Gilgamesh's face. He thought of that nun from the Type-Moon world.
However, a moment later, his face was once again filled with majesty.
"Since you are Lady Liliana's attendant, then I shall forgive your actions for now."
Gilgamesh raised the crystal goblet in his hand, holding it up to the golden light, slowly gazing at the clear wine.
Even in this world, it was considered a top-grade treasure, specially transported from hundreds of kilometers away, yet in his eyes, it was so insignificant.
Then, he heard the young girl's slightly alluring, tender voice.
"In a short while, I will properly