Accompanying Gilgamesh was only a seventy-year-old man who appeared incapable of defeating even a child. However, this elderly man had gone through the same process as Alastor and was currently a Sword Emperor, nearly ready to advance to the next level.
"You must be from a wealthy family, but remember that as long as there is a man in this world, my family will have twice the money and riches." Gild said with a cold look toward the arrogant young man who had entered with Eris.
Observing the behavior of this arrogant fool, Gilgamesh smiled silently. There was no doubt that these young men didn't fully understand the dangerous world they lived in. Of course, he was not someone who would teach them, nor did he go around giving life lessons to every fly that crossed his path.
"They say there are high stakes in this place, which is precisely why I came. It's a shame that this gambling den is as small and dingy as it is, but if you want to lose your money, it's a good way to start my day in this city." Gilgamesh sat down and propped his feet up on the table, nearly hitting Gild's face.
Eris looked a bit disappointed by the appearance of this place and agreed with Gilgamesh's words; this place was a dump. But as long as she could play a bit here, she would return home and confront her father about the engagement her grandfather had mentioned.
"Indeed, this place smells terrible. All I see here are drunks, and no one is even playing. What a lousy gambling den." Eris approached Gilgamesh and glanced at the foolish Gild, who had swallowed the words he was about to say.
"Dear guests, you will enter the special area of our gambling house; please, come inside." The manager of this establishment appeared to show the utmost respect to the customers who had arrived a few minutes ago.
Exuding an arrogant and dominant attitude, Gilgamesh smiled and walked inside, followed by the withered elderly man who used an old stick as a cane. Inside, there was a massive table, so he sat in a comfortable chair and propped his legs up on the very clean table. His current demeanor emitted a unique image of his character, completely in line with his personality.
Eris's eyebrows furrowed. This sudden image of Gilgamesh felt strange to her eyes; She almost wanted to scold him for his arrogant behavior right in front of her. But after thinking it over, she had no valid reason other than her annoyance at seeing someone behave even more arrogantly than she did.
"Well, boys, it doesn't matter if you're dogs or cats, nobles or beggars, as long as you have money, you can sit at this table. As is usual in places like this, don't expect to win because you will always lose against me." Gilgamesh said with a provocative smile as he looked at Eris.
"You're a very straightforward young man, and I like that." Gild praised Gilgamesh's behavior, feeling that his background might be as significant as his own. He calmed down and opted for a more neutral posture.
Gild glanced at Gilgamesh as he spoke, "Long before you arrived, we were playing dice with some wealthy merchants. It's a pity they couldn't continue due to the high stakes as time passed. How about we continue with the games? I'm wondering if someone like you has the guts to play dice at this table."
"Why is he talking like the lords who came to my birthday party four years ago?" Eris grew tired of listening to Gild prattle on as if he were someone important. In her eyes, he was nothing more than a clown.
"A game of dice?" Gilgamesh asked aloud. "What do the two of us have to fear from your tiny group of paupers?"
Eris, who was suddenly involved in this gambling, filled with excitement at the competitive atmosphere and ignoring Gilgamesh's arm on her shoulder, placed her right hand on Gilgamesh's shoulder and said, "Yes, we have nothing to fear."
Gild's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw the unfamiliar golden-haired youth getting close to Eris, the arrogant girl from the Greyrat family. He had to cough a bit to regain his composure and thought to himself, "Is this idiot in front of me friends with Miss Eris? Impossible, he didn't appear at Eris's birthday party four years ago, so it's most likely they didn't know each other until now. But it doesn't matter; I'll win everything they have, and in the end, I'll blame that idiot so that Eris takes charge of punishing him."
"Then, along with my other companions, we'll pool our funds to face your great wealth. By the way, may I know your name?" Gild looked at Gilgamesh with a cold gaze as he took his seat.
"Haha, you can call me Gil, that's enough since after today we won't be speaking to each other again." Gilgamesh said as he sat more comfortably next to Miss Eris.
"Quickly, serve some tea to the guests." The manager shouted, sweating profusely due to this sudden turn of events in his gambling establishment.
A couple of tea cups were placed in front of Gilgamesh and Eris simultaneously. Gild took his own glass of wine, and he did so as if it were something to be admired.
"Does this thing have sugar? I don't like things that don't taste sweet..." Eris looked at the tea's appearance and wrinkled her nose.
"I have high-quality sugar in my reserves, but those sugar cubes are only eaten by my beautiful white horse." Gilgamesh said as he took a glass jar from his jacket. "But you can use this powdered sugar; don't use too much since it's not usually enjoyed with too much sugar in your tea."
Gild nearly choked on his sip of wine when he saw where that jar of sugar came from and thought, "Where the hell did that come from?"
Ghislaine, standing behind Eris, watched this situation nervously. She couldn't intervene as it might anger the fourth prince, Gilgamesh, so she just sat quietly on the side and waited for it all to be over.
At that moment, Gilgamesh, who had noticed the expressions of the foolish young men in front of him, showed a cold expression. After taking a sip of tea, he spat it in the face of one of Gild's friends and said, "Do you really serve such low-quality tea to your guests? Your damn service is very disappointing. Are you telling me you like this kind of tea?"
Eris, long before he added sugar to her tea, smelled it again and showed some displeasure. She placed the tea cup aside and started eating the sugar on its own. She didn't like tea very much, especially if it was of low quality as Gilgamesh had pointed out.
Gilgamesh had a powerful body that was unattainable for ordinary humans. Only a true god with divine powers could match him, and even that would be challenging. However, what he noticed in the tea was a certain aroma of a substance added to it, which could range from aphrodisiacs to various types of poisons.
After examining the cup more closely, it seemed that there was not only an issue with the content but also with how it was held. So, after confirming that this was some kind of trap, he threw the cup aside.
Crack!
The cup shattered into a thousand pieces, and the tea spilled onto the floor. His action woke everyone from their stupor, not knowing exactly how to react.
Eris was very surprised, but after seeing Gilgamesh's actions, she whispered, "What are you doing?"
"The tea is tainted..." Gilgamesh took Eris's tea cup and threw it with such force that Gild only felt a strong wind pass by his cheek before it crashed against the wall behind him.
Crack!