Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

Her existence is the benchmark of beauty.

In the true sense, "beauty" that has reached its peak can itself become a great magic that is close to magic.

"I remember that gods can't be summoned during the Holy Grail War..."

"Yes, that's correct. While there are a few unorthodox methods, a ritual restricted to one location, using the flawed, false Holy Grail, would be impossible to summon a divine being of my caliber.

Ah, but... for example, if you use the Holy Grail as a wish-granting machine at the end of the ritual, you might be able to make a being like me listen to the wishes of the wisher."

Ishtar walked leisurely in the woods.

Haruli followed closely behind.

"If that's the case, then why...?"

"I'm limited here only because the power I left behind has been activated. Hehe, this is the blessing I leave for the world."

".......What's the meaning?"

Looking at Ishtar's nonchalant expression.

This was a bit beyond Haruli's scope.

As a modern magus, she couldn't understand the extent of God's power and its specific theories.

More importantly, in this era of mysterious decline, it is incomprehensible that the power of the gods can remain to this extent.

"However, my current limits are incomplete. This body is likely a sacrifice for this ritual, right? If my true form descended here, all the people in this town would be wiped out. The only environment that can tolerate my arrival is the environment of the Age of Gods."

Although Ishtar spoke very lightly.

However, Haruli's heartbeat was half a beat faster, the existence of the gods was too huge.

She had heard others say it before.

In an era much older than the present, even the air was filled with true ether, and mystery was almost everywhere.

This era is called the "Age of Gods".

If modern people were directly thrown into the Age of Gods, they would probably die in the blink of an eye.

Just like freshwater fish cannot survive in the ocean.

In an environment where the air is full of magic, modern humans cannot survive either.

However, Haruli knew one more thing.

That is, such an area still exists on British soil, and its mystery is no different from that of the Age of Gods.

But, is it a legend or reality?

As for Haruli, it is unknown.

"I was humiliated by that disrespectful man. Even after I had given in so much, he still swung his blade at me! He struck me in the neck! From that moment on, I left my blessing deep in the world, and it never stopped until the moment I merged into human nature and dissipated."

A bone-chilling chill seeped into my spine.

Beauty is terror, beauty is the root of terror.

The goddess' eyes were cold and sharp, and her stern face, which seemed to be able to freeze people into ice, was breathtakingly beautiful.

I don't know who could have made her harbor such hatred.

I don't know who could make her so jealous.

If it is something that even the goddess of beauty cannot obtain, then how high is the "beauty" of this thing?

I can’t imagine it, and I dare not think about it.

If Haruli was the object of Ishtar's hatred, her first reaction would probably not be fear, but tears of gratitude.

Because, even anger and hatred.

This goddess is still absolutely beautiful.

As a magus, Haruli was extremely knowledgeable about mythology. She knew the story engraved on the stone tablet clearly.

A vizier of Uruk rejected the courtship of Aphrodite.

He chose the goddess of the underworld who was rejected by the world.

Finally, disaster struck Uruk.

Led by King Gilgamesh, along with the Chains of Heaven and the Prime Minister who was beloved by the world.

The three of them worked together to quell the disaster.

In the myth, there is more of a tragic yet tender love story between the prime minister and the goddess of the underworld.

As for the description of the goddess of beauty.

She is described as a tyrannical goddess who is too willful.

But, from Ishtar's mouth, Haruli heard another version of the epic myth.

"That's too much, isn't it? That guy is very ruthless. So, love is really dangerous. People who are unfaithful and abandon their lovers must be punished."

Ishtar spoke to Haruli.

Perhaps it was because he saw his past self in the girl's mysterious hatred that longed to destroy her.

She also revealed a more detailed past.

That's far more detailed than mythology.

Of course, this version is the version told by Ishtar, the story told from her perspective.

About how a man falls in love with himself.

Finally, how did they break up?

Given Ishtar's character, it's not hard to imagine how she would selectively tell the story.

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"That's too much! Judging by the order of first come, you were clearly here first, yet the goddess of the underworld snatched you away... It's obvious that that scumbag was two-timing! And he even ended up committing domestic violence!"

Haruli listened to Ishtar's story of the past.

She immediately clenched her fists, filled with indignation.

In her opinion, it was that man who betrayed Ishtar and ultimately stabbed the noble goddess of beauty in the back.

However, the details of the goddess of beauty's willfulness were glossed over.

Ishtar uses the Spring and Autumn style of writing.

The most terrifying thing is that she doesn't even think she has ever been willful or done anything evil.

If Haruli knew how willful Ishtar had been in the past, it would be hard to say whether she would still be so indignant.

"Oh? Haruli, you're quite good at it~

That's right, this isn't my fault at all, it's clearly that bastard's fault for being so promiscuous! I'm the pure victim."

Ishtar said angrily.

She looked at Haruli with eyes full of admiration.

"So, I left you my blessing. If those three people ever come to this planet again and I meet them... then I will devote all my attention to protecting humanity..."

Ishtar wore a sneer that could freeze the air.

The ancient rage flowed in her chest.

And Subaba, who was following behind them, seemed to respond to her anger and let out a low roar.

However, what reached their ears was the echoing sound like the friction of a huge ship's propeller.

"Haha, you think so too, right?

This is really a good piece of land. It would be a waste to give it to that rotten puppet. How can I use it effectively if you don’t give it to me?

I will turn this land into the new generation of Mount Ebifu!"

Ishtar gave an oracle to the surroundings.

Haruli, who was standing by, was shocked.

She remembered that Mount Abifu was the sacred peak of the gods that was once crushed by Ishtar in Sumerian mythology.

——To recreate the sacred peaks of the Age of Gods in modern times?

——How...is this possible...?!

As if noticing the disbelief in Haruli's eyes, Ishtar gave her a terrifyingly gentle smile.

"Don't worry, Gugalana will come and help before the temple is built."

At this moment, Haruli understood.

The goddess of beauty before us was not joking; she truly intended to create a miracle in the Age of Gods in modern times.

"By the way, as a reward for making me so happy, I can tell you something interesting - the culprit who caused your life to fall apart is in this city."

“…Ah…what…”

"Don't thank me for such a small thing. You're really my type. You and I share the same hatred, wanting to kill a certain man."

Ishtar licked her lips.

Her smile was like a beautiful blooming flower, and the mere sight of it would make one dazed.

At this moment, Haruli was in a powerful mental shock.

If Ishtar was right.

No, the goddess of beauty had no need to deceive herself, she had no need to lie at all.

That magus killer, Emiya Kiritsugu.

He also came to Xueyuan City!

"So, Haruli, are you planning to destroy the human you, or the mage you?"

"........None of them are right. I was ruined a long time ago. And it was ruined by those magicians..."

Haruli recovered from her shock and shook her head.

She knew better than anyone the main reason behind the destruction of her family.

Emiya Kiritsugu only created the result, and it was the distorted mage world that caused this result.

However, this does not mean that she will not take revenge on Emiya Kiritsugu, it is just a matter of priority of the target of revenge.

She will not let anyone who deserves revenge be spared.

"My parents were once ordinary magi. But... after they inherited the research left by our grandfather, who had renounced his human identity, those people, simply to take it away, recklessly treated them as heretics and ultimately plundered everything they had!"

Haruli's words were filled with sorrow.

The conversation became heated.

If anyone dared to speak in this tone in front of Ishtar, she would only inflict the most cruel divine punishment.

However, seeing Haruli like this.

Ishtar, however, revealed a smile of immense satisfaction, as if she were admiring some kind of work of art.

"So... to achieve revenge, even if it means being torn to pieces, I'm willing to do it!"

Haruli is under fifteen years old.

Despite this, her eyes were filled with a look of optimism towards everything in the world, and the faint light that remained in them was a dark fire of hatred burning in it.

"Not bad, not bad. You really have to have that kind of momentum. You really have a bright future. I'm very optimistic about you!"

Ishtar praised sincerely.

She saw her past self in Haruli.

Perhaps this is why Ishtar treats Haruli with such tolerance and gentleness.

Of course, if Moran saw Ishtar like this.

He would probably just be horrified.