Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!

"Hahahaha! There is such a wonderful thing in the world! Such an accidental reunion, as expected, must be regarded as proof of my being king to be praised! Be happy, mongrel little girl! This war seems to be worth me putting in my full strength." Gilgamesh said, throwing the potion in his hand.

Tiné accepted it in fear and trepidation.

The Potion of Youth was bestowed upon her in this way, Gilgamesh was as extravagant as ever. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel·fire.net

Once he is happy, he can bestow nectar that is sweeter than syrup.

Gilgamesh is such a king.

Afterwards, Tiné saw Gilgamesh take out a key-shaped piece and point it straight at the sky.

"Don’t confuse this with that one just now, that’s just a spare replica at best. This is the real thing!"

Gilgamesh seemed to have some kind of unwarranted obsession.

There was a vague meaning of belittling that key.

As for whether he had an opinion on the key itself, or on the person who forged the key, it was unknown.