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

Ishtar's sudden announcement confused Haruli, and it took her a while to react.

The place the two women are currently in is somewhat unique.

This is more than just a forest.

They were surrounded by the brilliance of porcelain white walls and golden ornaments.

The altar, seats, and other items are made of a large amount of lapis lazuli-like colored stone, giving the first impression of a high-end art museum.

All of these were made by Subaba under the command of Ishtar.

That's right, she wants to build a temple in the forest.

As long as the temple can be completed.

Ishtar's divinity will be able to be elevated to another level, and her divinity will be closer to that of the Age of Gods.

By then, she will even be able to distort the rules of the earth.

Fill the cornerstone of the world with your own colors.

"Hmm, dreams are limitless! That's great! Once the temple is built, I can watch over humanity to my heart's content, and I can watch over humanity until their destruction. It's a win-win situation! This era has really created convenient words. I love it!"

Ishtar smiled joyfully.

That sudden and unexpected thought was shocking, and she didn't even give Haruli a chance to say more.

It looks like it's being forced upon someone.

But, it doesn’t seem to be the case.

Seeing Haruli, who looked as cute as a frightened little rabbit, Ishtar just licked her lips and smiled:

"Hehe, you're so surprised you can't speak, right?

That's right, after all, you've been appointed to such an honorable position as the High Priest, and I understand your joy. Of course, you can't get carried away like that idiot who was killed by Subaba before."

Ishtar once again stepped on Gilgamesh invisibly.

That smile is as bright as it can be.

"Well... well! Such a heavy responsibility, for me..."

"You can only be modest once. If you do it a second time, it's like you're questioning my judgment. You should be careful, okay?"

Ishtar's face was still full of smiles.

177 However, Haruli shuddered when she saw it.

What the goddess determines is common sense.

Anyone who denies common sense is a violator.

Those who live against reality will most likely end up dead. Ishtar, however, spoke the truth to her beloved high priestess in a gentle voice.

She thought she was being gentle by saying so.

Because, if it were an ordinary person.

She would have chopped off his head with a smile long ago.

Seeing Haruli speechless after being reminded of the situation, Ishtar smiled bitterly and said, "I'm telling you, I didn't appoint you as the high priest without a second thought."

"You mean, this has a deeper meaning...?"

"Yes! In Uruk, a city that believed in me, there was a great high priestess in history. Her name is a bit like yours.

I don’t know why she wants to help that paranoid Jin Shanshan and that bastard scumbag to govern the country, but she is very devout in her faith and is a good child!

So, Haruli, whose name has the same pronunciation as her ending, must be fine... right?"

Ishtar gazed at Haruli with a bright smile.

Who could have imagined that her reason for appointing Haruli as the High Priest would be so absurd and ridiculous.

Chapter 683: Are You Still Afraid of Me? [Please Subscribe! Please Give Me Flowers!]

The goddess's willfulness once again makes people dumbfounded.

——However, if you complain about this, you will definitely die.

Haruli had this intuition.

This kind of uneasy and chilling feeling is like having a cannon pointed at your head.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Haruli was about to cry.

She has no choice.

The choice on Ishtar's side was indeed quite random.

However, when she made this choice, she also believed from the bottom of her heart that Haruli was the right candidate.

To some extent, this is also a kind of trust.

Looking back at the cruelty of the Holy Grail War, Haruli knew that being the high priest of Ishtar was no easy task.

Whether it is the ferocity of Alcides, the brutality of Gilgamesh, or the cruel killings between magicians.

These experiences are unforgettable for Haruli.

However, compared to these.

The one who impressed her most was Ishtar, the goddess of beauty who always remained true to herself and shone brightly in every situation.

From the very beginning, she came to this Snowfield City in order to destroy the "mystery".

However, before the Holy Grail War began.

She was accidentally injured by the summoned berserker and fell into a near-death state. It was Ishtar who saved her life.

——Even if she will become the enemy of this world.

——Even if it means standing against humanity.

——If my wish could come true...

From the very beginning, Haruli was prepared to be torn to pieces.

So, she would only have one answer.

"...Thank you for your high hopes, Goddess. My life was saved by you, and I am happy to accept any arrangements you have for me."

"Eh? Is that okay?"

"Um.......?"

"Can you really let me do whatever I want?"

Even Ishtar herself was surprised.

She does not deny her beauty.

However, it was obvious that Haruli was not simply blinded by the light of God. She gave her answer in a very rational state.

——God’s disposition is ever-changing.

It can be a natural disaster or it can be manna.

For humans, the existence of gods is too huge, just like an ant facing a giant.

Rather than being full of respect and gratitude towards the gods.

The first thing that humans, as tiny as ants, see is always the huge fear that transcends humans.

So, Haruli gave this answer.

Ishtar herself was surprised.

Even in the ancient Uruk of the Age of Gods, when she made this request, few people could give such a rational response as Haruli.

"You, are you giving up on yourself? No, you want to be my high priest, but you have such a mentality..."

Ishtar placed her hands on Haruli's shoulders.

Those beautiful eyes, as bright as rubies, seemed to have seen through the foundation of the girl's soul.

In an instant, Haruli's delicate body trembled.

A bleak and sad foreboding welled up in my heart.

Ishtar was not wrong.

The reason why Haruli agreed to serve as the high priest so directly was because she herself had the determination to die.

——My life is already in pieces.

——It doesn’t matter how much it collapses.

This is why Haruli was able to remain rational even when facing a behemoth like a god.

It made no difference to her whether she was alive or dead.

To put it bluntly, it's very inappropriate.

Even Haruli herself couldn't help but laugh at herself.

——As expected, I will be killed.

——A person like me actually wanted to overthrow the entire mage world with my own strength...

——But, to die at the hands of Ishtar-sama...

At this moment, Haruli was gripped by fear, having already determined that Ishtar would crush her for being so unreasonable—

However, the pain is not transmitted to the nerves.

What she felt was warmth.

The goddess of beauty embraced the trembling girl and embraced her broken heart.

The magical power that filled the ancient Age of Gods overflowed.

Not previous forms of oppression.

Rather, it feels like being held in the arms of my deceased mother again, and the warmth makes me sink into it.

Warm magical currents flowed into every corner of his limbs.

"what........"

This was the first time in Haruli's life that she felt magic of this magnitude.

This was the first time I realized such a majestic thing.

That shock, that touching moment.

Her face was wet with tears without her noticing.

I am grateful that I was fortunate enough to be born into this world and have the opportunity to witness such a huge thing.

"If you want to sacrifice yourself, I don't mind. But since you're going to die anyway, why not choose a happier death?

If you're wasting your life with a self-destructive attitude, then you're a cheap human being. I don't want such a worthless life. It's too degrading as property."

Ishtar spoke to Haruli.

The tone was extremely calm.

Haruli had originally thought she wouldn't be afraid anymore, but when she came into contact with this immense power that even Alcides would laugh at, she realized for sure—

I am so insignificant.

"Are you still afraid of me now?"

"...Yes...yes...I still am...I'm still...scared. If I could escape, I'd even want to...run away and kill...immediately."

Although he subconsciously told the truth out of fear.

But, listen to Ishtar's words.

Haruli felt an emotion other than fear flowing from her heart.

Seeing that even her breathing had become so difficult, Ishtar comforted her with a smile and whispered in her ear: