"Regarding magic..." The teacher wanted to start his explanation on magic when he was abruptly interrupted by Gilgamesh.
"That's enough for today. Tomorrow, I'll start with my magic class if I feel like it, after my sword training," Gilgamesh said as he turned to Simon and instructed, "Inform the royal knights in training that I'll visit them tomorrow. They'll be my warm-up rivals, and I'll test what the future royal guard is made of."
"Yes, my prince. I'll convey your message."
Simon had learned one thing, and that's why he remained Gilgamesh's knight; he couldn't contradict or underestimate the prince's abilities under any circumstances, or he knew he would lose more than just his head. He was unaware of what kind of experience Gilgamesh had during his abduction, but to come out unscathed and without any psychological issues, he was definitely a demon that no one had the slightest inkling of.
"Very well, then you both may leave."
"Then we shall take our leave. You can ask me anything at any time as long as you inform any guard in the vicinity that you are looking for me," Simon bowed, and he and the teacher left the room.
Once they were gone, Gilgamesh snapped his fingers, and a golden ripple materialized in the air. Without any surprise, he reached his hand into the shimmering space and pulled out a ring with a pearl embedded in it.
This ring was anything but normal. By possessing it, the user could see hundreds of meters without the need for a telescope. Undoubtedly, a magical item that would be very useful to Gilgamesh, as he found it tiresome and irritating to exert more effort than necessary to solve the problems he was being dragged into.
"I suppose I'll have to pay my brothers a visit, because if they don't ease up on their surveillance around me, I'll have to make one of them disappear without a trace."
If someone were to hear Gilgamesh's words, they would undoubtedly think he was lying or it was a simple joke made by an immature child. However, someone experienced in life and with superior power would take Gilgamesh's words as a warning of his future actions.
For Gilgamesh, it was easy to solve these problems. It simply involved killing one of his brothers, and that would be the most troublesome of the two, not considering his sister. With that, the remaining brother would take the lead directly, and if everything went well, they would stop bothering him. If not, he would use vicious methods to frame the remaining brother and make him take the blame for the murder.
Of course, in Gilgamesh's eyes, this was something he would never waste time on because his thoughts and desires were directed elsewhere.
"This world is undoubtedly vast, and I must explore it. Who knows? Perhaps I can find hidden gems among all this trash."
...
A few hours later, he set out to learn about languages, which was quite annoying for him. However, with high proficiency, he took a few hours to master the basics of each language.
Sigh!
Finally, Gilgamesh could take a deep breath and take a moment to rest. He then reclined on his gigantic bed once again.
After conversing with Simon, reading books, and learning from what the history teacher had said, he knew he was on the human continent, also known as the central continent.
The central continent is divided into three parts by the Red Dragon Ridge.
The impoverished and war-torn areas to the north, the Asura Kingdom to the west, one of the most abundant and prosperous regions in the world, and various large countries constantly vying for power and rebelling in the southern area.
The human race constitutes the majority of the population, which is why Gilgamesh referred to it as the human continent.
What lies beyond the central continent?
The demon continent, a place impoverished with powerful monsters.
There are Demon Lords ruling in various places as kings in their respective realms.
The Demon Race makes up the majority of the population.
A place that was poor and lacked Gilgamesh's interest, but on the other hand, there was the Milis continent.
In the north is the Great Forest, and in the south is the Sacred Kingdom of Milis.
Dividing these two regions is the Blue Dragon Ridge, with the Holy Sword Road running through it from top to bottom without a single monster on the road.
The population is approximately half Human Race and Beast Race.
Leaving aside the Begarito continent, which Gilgamesh ignored, he learned that there is a place called the Sky Continent.
A flat terrain at 3000 meters above sea level.
The place where the Celestial Race lives.
"How celestial can a race be to call themselves that?" Gilgamesh felt a bit disdainful toward this race, but he considered it something from which he could gain much more than from the others.
Perhaps, for example, a celestial wine.
However, in order to act freely, he needed to investigate more about what was happening with his powers and what were the main weaknesses he should consider to fully recover his combat capabilities.
First, Gilgamesh decided to simulate in his mind what he could do so far. Shortly after thinking about it, he appeared in what seemed to be a vast golden land and soon felt his current powers.
As far as his physical strength was concerned, it had recovered by thirty percent, considering that his powers were still shaping his small body.
His magic, on the other hand, had a considerable reserve, but compared to the humans in this place, it was a bit weaker, as it was a trait he hadn't paid much attention to before.
Regarding his divine power, he had access to it but in very small amounts since there were no gods who had created him in this place. With no gods to communicate with, he couldn't obtain more than divine energy and thereby have another reliable source of power.
Shall we go a bit deeper?
Gilgamesh had much greater powers, which gave him abilities such as levitation or flight, heat emission, and rapid recovery after a battle.
His endurance, on the other hand, was limitless, allowing him to train for three hours straight without getting tired virtually. In this world, there was no one who could have at least this ability, and that gave Gilgamesh a superior status comparable to that of the gods. After all, he had eliminated them on Earth with his abilities at their peak.
After a week, his initial concerns about not having full access to his powers had caused him some frustration. However, now that he could summon any of his treasures, like Enkidu or Ea, which had accompanied him in this world, and what he liked most was having his golden armor intact.
Fortunately, everything was intact, and it was just a matter of time before he regained all his power as he grew and adapted his new body to his divinity. So, any gods or strong enemies in this world did not fall within his immediate concern, as a battle against them would inevitably happen eventually.
"The rankings of swordsmen in this world are very annoying, something that only exists to satisfy the egos of the strongest and create a clear division to look down on those who aren't officially evaluated," Gilgamesh mused as he toyed with an extremely precious dagger in his hands.
"I should gain some fame so that the insects stop buzzing around me!"
In addition to that, Gilgamesh, who seemed much more passive than usual, thought about what he could do and murmured, "I could certainly gather all the treasures of this world. That could be a fun goal."
Although he had collected the treasures of his previous world, the need to keep doing so gave him an exciting tingling in his stomach.
The Gate of Babylon, where he kept all his most precious treasures, had accompanied him in this life, making his ambitions smaller.
He had everything, practically in the last war he had participated in, he had taken countless weapons, and they all were in the Gate of Babylon. He had legendary sheep, weapons that could destroy the largest city in this world, and spears that could pierce even gods.
With this, the new enemies who might direct their attacks toward him would become child's play. Every passing hour, his super strength and speed continued to increase. If compared to swordsmen's strength, he could now easily, without using his divine weapons, have the strength surpassing that of a Sword King, although his proficiency with other weapons might be lower.
After all, he wasn't known for being a master with every weapon in his treasury; his power relied on the powerful weapons he had collected throughout his life. That's why even if he set his mind to it, in his current state, he could defeat any enemy below a god.
As he understood it, there was a Dragon God walking in the world, and if he ever got bored, maybe he could pay a visit and test the gods of this new world.
But back to the main topic, Gilgamesh was very powerful. So much so that he didn't know what to do in this world. There was nothing that could drive him to achieve brilliant goals, let alone toil to reach the pinnacle in this world and see how far the strongest could go in this new world.