"Second video already? Not even a day after the first. This uploader is a machine."
Illya stared in amazement.
After The King's Legacy, people had even suspected the video was a propaganda masterpiece for Rhongomyniad.
Some thought Britannia released it in the Dragon Dynasty to flatter them.
And with its tight climactic cuts and length, it was film-festival grade.
Right now, most people hadn't even heard what Arthur said at the press conference.
The news needed time to spread.
Within days, reporters' sensationalism would push it worldwide.
Then people would view these videos differently.
But for now, most still treated it as entertainment.
"It's better we watch. If our company wants to grow, we need to track international news. This is… explosive. We might be the first to know."
Irisviel tried to resume lecturing Illya, but Illya had already hit play.
Beimu said nothing, likely assuming Illya was still swept up by excitement.
But Irisviel had to fix this habit—for both their futures.
Beimu still spoiled Illya the same way as before.
But Illya's heart had already changed—she was grown.
On screen, the comments scrolled:
[Saving a spot—uploader's output is crazy. These HD videos take years to polish.]
[Rhongomyniad figure preorder ready. I'm snatching it day one.]
[Who's Rhongomyniad? A new Heroic Spirit?]
[Quiet. The main feature is starting.]
[Press any key to start game.]
Illya shrank the comments to watch.
[The gods created humanity, letting them thrive on the earth. As humans grew, their curiosity and desire to explore hinted at escaping divine control.]
["Gods" feared the weak humans would rebel, so they sent a deity to mate with a human king, producing a "Heavenly Wedge" to restrain mankind.]
[The Heavenly Wedge—Gilgamesh—was created to control humans.]
The narration sounded familiar to Illya.
Had she missed Beimu so much she was hallucinating?
But he was right beside her.
"Onii-chan."
She shook his arm sweetly.
"Hm? What's wrong? Feeling sick?"
"No… I just wanted to say your name."
She stuck out her tongue playfully and looked back at the video.
The voice wasn't "similar."
It was his voice.
Had he become a voice actor overnight?
Impossible—he'd only returned yesterday.
Was the uploader kidnapping him to dub videos?
Her thought was ridiculous even to herself.
On screen, inside an ancient temple—
"Our child is born! He will be Uruk's next king—its greatest king!"
The woman who had just given birth showed no weakness.
She proudly lifted her son high.
"My son is called… Gilgamesh!"