I, the Weakest Traveler, Start by Taming the gods of the Old World.

His eyes snapped open. The memories of every event he saw were glued to his brain.

"This isn't a joke..." Ha Joon blurted out.

"The path in front of you is not one you can walk alone. You will die. It's inevitable if you continue to surround yourself with these people. I can help you, if you just take my hand..."

Erekshigal stretched forth her hand.

Ha Joon stared at it for a while, "When does this happen?"

"Pardon?"

"My death, when does it happen?"

"I can't say for sure... you asking means you do not plan to come to me." Erekshigal lowered her hand.

"Sorry, but I don't plan on leaving my loved ones behind. The vision you just showed me didn't just reveal my death; the rest will also perish."

"Your life is all that matters."

"How can you so freely say that when we've only just met? This is the first time I'm seeing you, or did Ishtar tell you anything about me?" Ha Joon asked.

Erekshigal was silent for a while.

"You're such an idiot," she uttered, "and stubborn too."

Not another word left her mouth before she disappeared into the dark mist.

[Ciel no longer senses the presence of the Goddess of Hell.]

Ha Joon took a deep breath. 'Yeah, you don't say.'

He looked to the ground.

'The vision showed me a clash between Gilgamesh and a god. This battle destroyed all of Uruk, causing other gods to get involved, taking Earth from reality. No, it was already pre-planned that they'd get involved. By whom? I don't know much about Uruk to make any sudden move...'

Ha Joon grinned.

If he was going to learn more, he needed to get close to Gilgamesh, close enough that he could activate his skill and even tame her while he was at it.

'My purpose for coming to Uruk just went down the drain. I'm starting to doubt Gilgamesh ever even wanted to do any celebrations.'

bang! Bang!

Someone knocked on the door.
Your journey continues with empire

"Yukio." Ha Joon could already sense her presence.

She opened the door and walked in, and for a split second, Ha Joon sensed another presence.

[Ciel sensed the presence of Erekshigal.]

'Yeah, I did too. You think she's camping somewhere in this room?'

[Ciel isn't sure of that.]

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Yukio asked, standing in front of Ha Joon.

"Oh yeah, sure I am. What's up?"

"I've been worried about something, and I felt I should discuss it with you."

"Oh? And what could that be?"

With those same cold eyes, Yukio replied, "I'd like to suggest we head back to Camelot."

"..."

"The only reason we were invited was because we were supposed to attend some kind of celebration. Since we arrived, we haven't seen or done anything related to that. Does His Majesty not find it strange?" Yukio let out.

Ha Joon placed his hand under his jaw. "Now that you mention it, it does."

"Really?" Yukio's eyes widened with surprise; she had expected to add more pressure, but he seemed to grasp it quickly.

"No, I'm just joking, hahaha."

Her expression dried up.

"You're just overthinking it." Ha Joon stood up and patted her on the head. "The fact there wasn't some kind of grand celebration doesn't mean Gilgamesh invited us with an ulterior motive in mind. Meeting with the Pendragon family might just have been her goal in general."

Yukio took a minute to embrace Ha Joon's hand on her head; it's not every day she gets to feel his affection.

"But..." She looked to the ground, worry still written on her face.

"Sigh! If you're really so worried about it, then I'll go speak to Gilgamesh. Is this alright?"

Yukio looked up at him. "Yes, Your Majesty."

Ha Joon smiled.

'Now that I think about it, I haven't seen her all morning.'

...

Ha Joon was walking down the hall of the castle, his hands in his pockets as he looked left and right, greeting the servants around him.

'Looking at it now, this place probably has more workers than Camelot.'

He said to himself, taking a turn to another route.

[Ciel agrees. Uruk is one of the oldest nations in the world; it is only normal to expect something like this.]

'You think? Oh well, as long as we can get Uruk on our side, we should be more than ready to grow alongside them.'

Ha Joon suddenly paused when he noticed Gilgamesh walking out of a room, the door closing almost instantly.

But that wasn't what caught his eye.

It was the fact Gilgamesh looked exhausted; she was sweating and panting like she had been running a marathon. Her wet hair was scattered all over her face and, even worse, barely any mana was within her.

"Gilgamesh! Are you alright?!"

Ha Joon charged forward, catching her before she hit the ground.

"P... pretty boy..." she managed to let out, not wasting the opportunity to cling onto Ha Joon.

"You're seriously burning up; what happened? Your mana is also dropping rapidly... Eh? No, wait..."

Now Ha Joon was confused.

Though he was, in fact, sensing a rapid drop in her mana levels, ankia energy, which is meant to be a type of energy for gods, was increasing at the same time.

"You have... two types of energy?" Ha Joon asked, genuinely surprised.

"W..why are ...you surprised? Yo..you have the same..." Gilgamesh responded, her eyes barely open.

"I can ask questions later. For now, tell me where your room is so I can lay you down to rest."

Ha Joon lifted her up like a princess, waiting for her answer.

"Look at you... being a man..."

"Well, I don't wear a skirt now, do I?"

"Down the right, red door..." Gilgamesh smiled as she pointed in the direction, calmly resting in Ha Joon's arms as he headed towards her room.

After a while, Ha Joon arrived in Gilgamesh's room, placing her on the bed with the door locked.

"How long does it normally take you to recharge?"

He asked, making sure she was well tucked in.

"This time, it's a bit different from the rest, so I can't actually tell..."

"I see... I'll get your maid to help you-"

Before Ha Joon could pull away, Gilgamesh had already wrapped her arm around his shoulder and tugged him a bit closer.

"You're supposed to be weak; how do you have enough strength to do this?" Ha Joon asked sarcastically.

"You think I do? Or maybe you're the one not resisting me."

Gilgamesh smiled, still unable to hide the strain she was feeling.

"Yeah, okay, Lady Gilgamesh."

Ha Joon wanted to pull away again, but she tugged him back.

"Don't leave me," she said boldly.

Ha Joon thought of a good reply to give her, something along the lines of his wife being in the same castle.

Then he realized the opportunity he had been searching for was right in front of him.

He wanted a way to get close to Gilgamesh so he could gain more knowledge with his skill; this was the best, if not the most efficient, way.

A smile formed on his face.

"You want me to stay with you?"

Gilgamesh nodded like a little girl, completely different from her superior character she was always putting on.

"Okay then, as you wish."

Ha Joon settled on the bed, placing Gilgamesh's head on his chest while he began to rub her back so she would fall asleep.

Or so he thought...

Gilgamesh didn't expect Ha Joon to answer her request. She had only thought to push her chances, and for some reason, it favored her.

Not in a million years was she going to let the chance slip between her fingers.

Her hand on Ha Joon's lap, she began to move it in circles.

"You are supposed to be sleeping." Uttered Ha Joon.

"I know. What will you have me do when such a handsome man is in front of me. My cake has been cut, it's only natural that I eat it."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Are you sure....?"

Gilgamesh began to rub on Ha Joon's trousers, her finger tracing his dick print.

"You look a bit excited."

Ha Joon kept quiet.

The fact she was able to make him hard just from rubbing his thighs gave Gilgamesh the boldness she needed.

Without even saying a word, she shoved her hand inside Ha Joon pants and pulled out his massive rod.

The heat and weight of the massive member throbbed on Gilgamesh's face. She could barely believe her eyes, there was no way someone could be this huge.

"I knew you were going to be impressive, but I didn't expect it to be this much." Gilgamesh smiled nervously, "This inside me might be the end of me."

"You don't just reach into a guy's trousers and grab his private thingy. Have you no self respect." Ha Joon complained, even though he didn't care one bit.

"You're handsome so it's alright. And besides, looking at this hard dck is making me feel things. I'll be damned if I don't put it in my mouth if anything else."

Her words were no joke. All she could focus on, in that moment was Ha Joon's dxck.