I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

broken.

Russell didn't care much about Ishtar's provocation.

Just an older female ghost.

What he was concerned about was what would happen to Ereshkigal, who was already mentally unbalanced and introverted, after hearing what Ishtar said.

It should have exploded completely, we need to fix it quickly!

"Elie..."

Before he could finish his words, the cold wind once again surrounded Ishtar and Russell.

The next moment, consciousness fell into darkness.

All I heard was a low murmur before he fell into coma.

"sorry."

what's the situation! ?

I couldn't move until the matter was clarified, and I was still in a coma after the matter was clarified.

Then the matter was clarified in vain! ?

Russell thought so in the last moments of his coma.

......

"By the way, why hasn't Ishtar come out yet? Is it that hard to find someone?"

Wutu still didn't leave. There was a rare look of sadness on his face as he looked at the bottomless abyss in front of him.

After Ishtar went down, the chill blowing from inside not only did not dissipate, but became even stronger.

How is this going?

Could it be possible that Ishtar could fail even with seven divine artifacts?

No way? !

You know, those seven divine weapons are...

As if thinking of something that should not be mentioned lightly, Wutu stopped thinking and continued to observe this bottomless black hole.

There, even the sun never shines.

But if Ishtar doesn't return, the sun will really shine into the earth.

The King of Uruk would be fine, but if Ishtar died in the underworld, the consequences would be unbearable.

Both livestock and humans will lose their ability to reproduce.

Even the desire for sex will disappear, and men and women will sleep in separate rooms.

Is there any future in such a world?

......

Strange ceiling.

This was the third unfamiliar ceiling Russell had seen in a short period of time.

His body seemed to be unrestrained and could still move. He looked around and found that Ishtar was right beside him.

Ishtar, the god, woke up earlier than him and was now sitting cross-legged on a stone bed, looking at him with her eyes open.

Avoiding Ishtar's gaze, Russell silently scanned his surroundings.

He too was on a stone bed.

However, his stone bed had a softer mattress than the one Ishtar sat cross-legged on.

Ishtar said after seeing that Russell had probably come to his senses.

"You should jump out of bed first. I've just looked around and didn't see anything. Maybe you can find some way to escape."

"Really? Then..."

Russell, who was about to jump out of bed to investigate as Ishtar had said, suddenly stopped.

How could Ishtar suddenly be so easygoing? So serious?

He didn't say much, but stretched out his right hand, tentatively, and gently touched the air around him.

There is some kind of barrier in the air.

Russell felt a soft, gently rebounding force, limiting his ability to leave the bed.

Confined to bed?

hateful!

Russell knew that what he wanted was to play the leading man in bed scenes, but this was not the kind of leading man in bed scenes he wanted to play.

and......

He glanced at Ishtar somewhat speechlessly.

"Are you a child?"

"Tsk..."

Seeing that she failed to trick Russell, Ishtar's calm expression suddenly collapsed and she said in disgust.

"I'm just a small fry, why are you so wary? But..."

Ishtar was lost in thought. She imitated Russell, gently stretched out her right hand, and touched the air in front of her.

"it hurts!"

Unlike Russell's reaction, Ishtar cried out in pain.

In her right hand, a dark divine power was violently eroding Ishtar's vitality.

Although the dark god's power was small because it was a simple test, Ishtar's own enormous divine power was dissipated in the first time.

But it still made the Mistress of Heaven, who had never suffered any hardship, scream in pain.

"If it's not the difference in the strength of the touch, then it's the difference in the barrier?"

Ishtar, who had already tried it, tried to touch it again this time just to find out this variable.

She glared at Russell fiercely, her tone mixed with confusion and dissatisfaction.

"I noticed from the beginning why I was lying on a hard stone bed, while you were lying on a soft mat! Also, why was the barrier that sealed me such a painful and life-eroding horrific barrier, while yours was so gentle and harmless!!!"

"I am Ereshkigal's sister!"

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"Maybe it's because you're annoying, right?"

Russell said the most direct words in the most tactful tone.

Ereshkigal's different treatment of him and Ishtar also made Russell realize his current situation.

Ereshkigal, probably because of the so-called "misunderstanding", fell into a state of guilt and autism after realizing that he had done those "bad things" to him.

This situation was further exacerbated by the unintentional ridicule of Ishtar, whom she hated the most and with whom she had a complicated relationship.

As for why they were taken captive to this palace that looked like Ereshkigal...

Russell just hoped that it wouldn't be the worst possible scenario.

The worst possible scenario is that Ereshkigal realizes that the situation is irreversible and decides to imprison him.

Although I won't hurt him, I might even satisfy all his demands out of guilt.

Even unreasonable demands, or extremely unreasonable demands.

but......

As expected, it still doesn't work. There is no indication that the favorability level has increased. The current situation can only be described as the result of guilt being greater than favorability.

Why is it that the more I think about it, the more I feel it is a love based on gravity?

It is so heavy that it is frightening, and you cannot escape it no matter how hard you try. It will not do anything to hurt you and will meet all your demands, but it makes you feel an indescribable suffocation.

If it were put in a comic work, Russell could only say "it made him very happy."

But now...

I'm a little distressed.

As for Ishtar, she should be a bonus?

"What are you talking about, you bastard?"

Ishtar, who had been bent over in pain, suddenly straightened up.

Originally, such graceful lines should be matched with the goddess's elegant posture.

However, at this moment, Ishtar's posture, or expression, was not elegant at all, and could even be said to be distorted.

"How dare you question the charm of this goddess! How could someone really hate me!!!"

Wow.

Is this what the goddess of beauty insists on?

Russell was speechless as he watched Ishtar ignore the pain and try to break the barrier to teach him a lesson.

Ishtar tried hard to hold back her tears. Her current actions were like asking for trouble by touching an electric wire.

Although she had learned to be smart, she used her divine power to wrap the parts that had touched.

However, there is still some pain.

After only a short while, Ishtar gave up and found a way out.

"Well, it's normal for mortals to be unable to appreciate the charm of this goddess."

"Ah, yes, yes."

Russell, who was originally admiring Ishtar smashing the barrier, became bored when he saw Ishtar stop again.

This guy......

For some reason, Ishtar's fist, which had been loose, suddenly clenched.

You are clearly agreeing with what this goddess said, why does it sound so infuriating?

Endure...endure again...

I can’t stand it anymore!

Ishtar had never suffered such injustice before. She wanted to start smashing the barrier again, but when she looked at her red palms, she suddenly lost her courage.

hateful!

Wait until she gets out, you'll have some fun!

Ishtar tried to open her eyes wide, trying to look her most ferocious as possible, and glared at Russell.

Russell was bored and lay back on the bed.

I originally wanted to see if Ishtar could break the barrier.

Is it really not possible?

Ereshkigal, you are so powerful.

Ereshkigal in the underworld was indeed not an ordinary person, and if Ishtar was not up to the mark, then he himself was even less so.

He didn't have the legendary divine power or any artifact yet, only a trial item...

substitute?

Russell suddenly came to his senses and turned to look to his side.

A golden shadow with an indistinct face appeared beside him.

There are thorns on its head, a sun-shaped halo suspended in mid-air, and solidified flames in its eye sockets.

The face could not be seen clearly, but liquid golden light was flowing on it.