In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

Freed from her restraints, Ishtar stood up again and was about to ask Lovi what he meant, but she suddenly couldn't finish her sentence.

Something shiny caught Ishtar's eye.

"This is?"

Ishtar's eyes widened.

Luo Wei picked up a brick from the ground, and in front of her, he emitted a pink glow and floral fragrance from his fingertips, then transformed it into glittering gold and slapped it onto the ground in front of him.

"Is this okay?" he asked.

"Gold, gold bricks?"

Ishtar forced herself to look away and said mockingly, "What a joke! I am a god!"

"I see..."

Luo Wei tossed aside the two gold bricks, then shook his empty sleeves, grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and put it into the bag. Immediately, as if by magic, a series of "clinking" sounds rang out from the bag. With a wave of his hand, he conjured up piles and piles of gems.

"No, how did you conjure this up... This, this, do you also have the King's Treasury?"

This time, Ishtar saw the whole thing clearly, and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't even think about it. Of course I don't have the King's Treasury. But as the Holy Son of the world's largest religion, it shouldn't be hard to understand why I possess some miracles of conjuring wealth and turning stones into gold, right? Shouldn't it be a matter of course for a god to turn stones into gold?" Luo Wei retorted.

"Wow... Turning lead into gold?! How can such a miracle exist?"

Ishtar felt as if her fragile heart had been stabbed. Why did other pantheons possess such outstanding abilities, while she, as the goddess of wealth, did not?

"Is this enough for you to lead the way?"

Lovi pointed to the gem on the ground and asked.

“No…it’s impossible, I am a god…” Ishtar struggled to move her unblinking eyes.

"I see..."

Luo Wei patted the wall, and immediately another glittering golden wall appeared. He asked again, "Is that enough now?"

"Enough, enough... that's enough..."

Ishtar quickly scrambled to her feet and ran to Rovi's side. Ignoring the gems on the ground, she fawned over his hand, which had just turned the gems into gold, drool dripping down her face. Then she massaged his shoulders and asked with sparkling eyes, "My dear Master, are your hands tired? Are your legs sore? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"But didn't you just say that God would not yield?" Rowe blinked and asked.

“Not at all! I mean the gods will not yield, but today you are my god. Whatever you want me to do, I will do.”

"Oh? So obedient."

Seeing the change in Ishtar's attitude, Lovi snapped his fingers, and a fragrance of flowers wafted by. Instantly, the entire room was filled with all sorts of gold, silver, jewels, and rare treasures, which made Ishtar's eyes widen in amazement.

She served Luo Wei with even more passion and a more fawning expression, as if she wanted to kiss him directly, and then said in a cloying voice, "Today, please don't treat me like a god."

As she spoke, Ishtar winked at Lovi in ​​a deliberately cute manner, her expression clearly saying, "If you have this ability, you should have said so earlier. Why would I need the Treasury of Kings? With you, I have everything!"

Rowe smiled as well, slowly picking up a mud brick from the ground, then turning it into a gold brick right in front of Ishtar. He gently patted Ishtar's face and said with a smile, "Lead the way properly, understand?"

"Alright! Master, I'll do as you say! If you tell me to go east, I won't go west. Even if you tell me to pluck Grandpa Enki's beard or steal the Father God's scepter, I'll do it!"

Ishtar wore a humble expression, enjoying the pleasure of being slapped in the face by gold, while Rowe simply threw the gold brick into the corner of the room.

"You're so filial... Anyway, hurry up and come with me."

Lovi smiled slightly, then stepped out of the warehouse, gesturing for Ishtar to follow.

The moment he turned around, Ishtar dropped the fawning expression on her face and replaced it with a sinister smile.

"—That damn rich bastard! He's even more arrogant than Gilgamesh! Turning stone into gold, turning stone into gold! Does such a lawless skill even exist in this world? Why can't I do it? I'll let you be smug for a while, then I'll find a chance to take you down and make you willingly become my gold-making machine!!"

'I am the goddess of love and beauty, and I will make you submit to my feet. Don't laugh, don't laugh... hehehehe.'

Thinking this, Ishtar lay down and kissed the glittering ground. Just as she was about to take a swim in the Gem Sea, her annoying voice came from outside the door.

"What are you doing? Hurry up, do you hear me?"

"Okay, I'm coming."

Ishtar didn't have time to embrace the warehouse full of treasure; instead, she ran out.

Lovi stroked his chin, pointed to Ishtar behind him who had completely submitted, and said, "Look, Lily, the most appropriate way is to deal with a goddess like this."

"You're the one who comes up with the solution."

Upon seeing this, Black Gunner smiled.

However, she wasn't laughing at Ishtar's agreement to lead the way, but rather at the thought of what his expression would be like after he discovered the truth.

Midas touch?

How could something that violates the rules like this exist? And naturally, Luo Wei couldn't possibly have that much money.

On the contrary, she had seen this scene many times before. Merlin used this method to perform miracles in front of people when he was trying to fool them.

It was all just a smokescreen. She noticed it when she smelled the flowers and tapped the gold brick, but some fool was kept in the dark.

Similarly, Ishtar, though smiling obsequiously, was deeply displeased at being manipulated like this as a goddess. She wanted to shout a rebuke, but—

He gave so much!

Money makes the world go round, but today she has defied that adage.

—Even God can do it!!

However, what Ishtar didn't know was that the moment the dungeon doors closed, the glittering gold bricks inside had turned back into mud bricks, and the piles of gems were nothing more than scattered pebbles.

-

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Damn Tiamat...!"

At one foot of the Arabian Sea, Qatia sat facing the ocean, his face grim.

Unlike before, he was no longer accompanied by the Demon God Pillar; he was all alone and had become completely isolated.

Although Goetia was almost omnipotent, he was not a saint and therefore could not control his emotions well.

Not to mention, in a short period of time, he experienced the joy of finding Solomon, the pain of learning the truth, the hesitation of Solomon apologizing, the sorrow of being betrayed by the Demon Pillar, and the humiliation of being driven back by Tiamat when he finally wanted to go back and even devised a plan for the best time to appear.

Everyone says things will be full of twists and turns, but he's already gone through so many ups and downs. It would be strange if he could stay calm.

He was especially annoyed by the fact that Tiamat had beaten him up.

Solomon hitting him was one thing; their relationship was more like father and son, there was no real resentment. The Demon Pillar hitting him was at most a family feud; they were both angry, but not to the point of hatred.

So, which one is Tiamat?

It's ridiculous that a forgotten creature, a monster whose very existence is a calamity, claims to have always loved humans.

And that's how I got beaten back by guys like that.

Although he might have been able to retaliate at that time, he was out of the Temple of Time and without the seventy-two Demon God Pillars to replenish his strength, his endurance and immortality could not keep up. If he had continued fighting then, he would have been the one to lose. That's why he fled when he saw that things were not going well.

There's nothing we can do about it.

After all, he is now all alone, unlike before.

"Ugh……"

Sitting on the cliff, watching the sea breeze, Goetia felt inexplicably melancholy, or perhaps more accurately, lonely and desolate...

Looking back, although everyone in the Temple of Time had their own duties and didn't interact much, at least there was always someone to keep him company. He didn't think much of it back then, but now that everything is gone, he misses the days when the demonic pillars were arguing in front of him.

And of course, there's... Solomon.

Betrayed, having learned the truth, and having caused things to turn out this way, Goetia, who had lost the possibility of being burned alive, couldn't help but wonder if she had really done something wrong? If she apologized now and returned the body, could they reconcile?

It should be possible, right?

After all, he knows his own kindness best. He probably only needs to cry a few times, apologize, and the matter will be resolved, and then everything will be over.

but--

He couldn't bring himself to do it.

If Barbatos and Floros hadn't defected, Goetia might have actually gone without hesitation, but now it's not possible...

He could imagine how he would be mocked by Floros and Barbatos if he slunk back now. He would have no hope of becoming the First Demon God, and might even be trampled on by these two traitors. This was something he absolutely could not tolerate.

So, going back is fine.

But you have to achieve something before you can go back.

"Tiamat, just you wait—the day you return will be the day you die!"

Goetia looked out at the boundless sea and thought to himself, just as he had been away alone for so long and couldn't help but feel curious.

How are those demon pillars and the king doing now? Have they remembered me at all? Should I go back and check on them?

-

"I slept so soundly. It's been so long since I've had such a long rest. Why didn't Siduri wake me up?"

"Huh? Where am I!?"

"Holy crap! Is this still in China? Where have I ended up?"

Suddenly opening his eyes, Gilgamesh, who had taken a nap on his throne, was shocked to find that his surroundings had become pitch black, with strange rubble everywhere and an endless darkness and abyss. This startled him, who was still a little dazed.

He sat on the ground, looked around at his surroundings, and felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had been here before. He then thought carefully about what had happened.

Gilgamesh remembered that after discussing with Lovi how to use the Temple of Time to cover up the singularity, he suddenly felt a bit tired. Considering that there were many things to do, he decided to take a nap to recover his energy before getting up to work again.

After all, taking proper rest is necessary to better handle more tasks, and then...

He felt himself falling asleep quickly and soundly, with a light and carefree feeling, so comfortable it was as if his soul had left his body, and then…

No, out-of-body experience?

Suddenly, Gilgamesh seemed to understand something directly.

He slammed his hand on the ground, then stood up, staring in astonishment at his surroundings and the endless, dark dome above him. He immediately realized what was happening.

Now I understand why it felt so familiar...

So this is the underworld! A place I visited once when I buried my dearest friend.

"What exactly is going on?"

Gilgamesh stared blankly at his surroundings, then muttered to himself, "How could I, the King, suddenly die? Could it be..."