[The news that Gilgash and you were about to launch a crusade against Humbaba spread out]
[Ereshkigal, who occasionally cos to Uruk to drop by, also learned about this matter and told you her thoughts]
[Of course, she doesn’t want you to confront Humbaba]
[Because, this is not only taking the first step to challenge the gods, but Humbaba itself is not easy to ss with]
[It was born as a tool for the gods to chain humans]
[Humans want to break and tear these shackles]
[This difficulty is too high; even if you, Gilgash, and Enkidu join forces, there’s still a significant risk.]
[The opponent is a divine beast no less powerful than a god.]
[It holds dominion over six great authorities.]
"But, you know... it doesn’t matter if you die. You’ll just end up in my underworld anyway. Whether human or god, the final destination is my underworld."
"Ereshkigal, are you cursing ?"
"No way, I’m just stating a fact! If your soul, Moran, cos to the underworld, I can do so many fun things! We can be together longer!"
Ereshkigal clenched her fists in excitent.
It sent chills down one’s spine.
She usually suppresses her possessiveness as a goddess.
Now that there’s a chance to keep her beloved in the underworld forever, she’s naturally inclined to believe in it.
His own wife wants him to die.
In a way, that’s quite sothing.
But Ereshkigal is the goddess of death.
To her, once Moran dies, he becos her property forever. He will be by her side forever, bound by her divine authority.
Indeed, in terms of a simple marital bond,
this is very romantic.
"Sorry, but I don’t think I’ll die. I can’t just beco yours like that."
Moran simply gave a wry smile.
He doesn’t dislike Ereshkigal’s idea.
Death, to Moran, is just a cycle of life.
It’s frightening, yes, but not impossible to face.
If he really were to face death, and a red angel like Ereshkigal cared for him, he probably wouldn’t be afraid.
"I know. I was just saying.
Although I would be a little happy if you died, Moran, I still want you to live well. Without life, how can there be death?
Besides, I don’t think the man I love would die because of so Humbaba! You won’t lose to Humbaba."
Ereshkigal said shyly.
She believes in Moran more than anyone.
So, more than her possessiveness, Ereshkigal wants Moran to have the most brilliant life.
What the goddess desires is the happiness of her beloved.
Therefore, she will restrain her greed and selfishness, and try her best not to let Moran’s soul enter the gates of the underworld.
"As expected, Little Eresh is so cute."
"Eh? Why are you calling that... It’s so... embarrassing... Getting this close! I... I can’t take it..."
[You feel Ereshkigal’s blessing.]
[You accept it with joy.]
[Before the battle, you don’t mind having an intimate exchange with the goddess, letting Ereshkigal feel more happiness.]
[Tonight is another intoxicating night for you and the goddess.]
[Soon after, you, Gilgash, and Enkidu set out on the journey to defeat Humbaba.]
[What’s surprising is,]
[Ishtar, disguised as Ereshkigal, decides to accompany you.]
[This surprises Gilgash.]
[He looks at you with a hint of admiration.]
"Oh... even Ereshkigal? How troubleso is that crazy woman’s blood... But... as the King of Uruk, I’m glad.
To actually get that gloomy Ereshkigal to go out, really... human vitality is truly an endlessly gushing Holy Grail."
Gilgash said with considerable emotion.
He’s not very good at reading people’s expressions, so he doesn’t see through the truth about the Ereshkigal before him.
If Gilgash knew that the goddess of the underworld before him was Ishtar in disguise, he would probably turn back and send Ishtar, the troublemaker, back.
"Who are you calling a crazy woman! You’re a terribly capricious golden glitter with awful taste! Do you have the right to say that about ?!"
"... Ho? As expected of sisters. I see, Ereshkigal, you’re imitating Ishtar? It’s a perfect imitation! Hahahaha!"
Gilgash looked surprised.
He didn’t expect Ereshkigal to argue with him.
However, Gilgash’s thought process is quite off.
He doesn’t make too many assumptions.
"Guh...?"
Ishtar imdiately ca to her senses.
She accidentally lit a powder keg.
[Fortunately, you stepped in to stop them from arguing, successfully preventing Ishtar from blowing up.]
[She and Gilgash are like fire and gunpowder.]
[Getting close will cause an explosion.]
[At the sa ti, you turned the topic to Humbaba and discussed the upcoming plan with the three of them.]
"..."
Ishtar fell silent.
She shouldn’t have argued with Gilgash just now.
That created too many openings.
Just when Ishtar thought it would be difficult to hide, Moran unexpectedly protected her once again.
Looking at the man standing in front of her,
Ishtar was confused.
[This isn’t the first ti this has happened, yet this man always stands before her like a wall.]
[She’s supposed to be the goddess.]
[She’s supposed to be the one who dominates and protects humanity.]
[Yet, she’s being protected by a human.]
[Ishtar has never felt this strange feeling before.]
[She doesn’t know when it started, or from the bits and pieces of her interactions with Moran over the past few years. She rejoices in Moran’s strange and interesting new ideas, and in the process of playing Ereshkigal, she unconsciously wants to play along with this man.]
[She enjoys adventuring and digging for treasure with you.]
[Defeating magical beasts and divine beasts, and then discovering gold and jewels together underground. Not being worshiped as a goddess, but obtaining these treasures together with a man as a partner.]
[She still rembers the joy of that ti.]
[For so reason, the treasures obtained in this way make her feel more joyful than any other thod.]
[It’s a feeling that simply accepting offerings doesn’t provide.]
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