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

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When is your turn?

and......

The way Ishtar looked at him, something was wrong.

The emotion in Ereshkigal's eyes grew colder.

[Ishtar Favorability +5]

Russell was not happy about this.

Because he knew that even without Ereshkigal's favorability prompt, Ereshkigal would probably be alerted.

Either to him or to Ishtar.

This is also inevitable.

After all, Ishtar became depressed as soon as he said no.

As soon as the ambiguous words were spoken, Ishtar looked up expectantly.

Ishtar becomes proud and happy when she hears words of praise.

Those who knew about this thought thought that Ishtar had the mind of a child, being sensitive and reacting in such a changeable way to what others said.

If you didn't know, you would have thought he was holding Ishtar's remote control.

Oh, it's the emotion remote control, not any other remote control.

In short, Ereshkigal, who is already psychologically sensitive, would definitely notice this vague behavior.

At this time, he should have used a roundabout tactic to calm the atmosphere and naturally let Ishtar go.

only......

Looking at Ishtar, whose mouth was sealed with chains, limbs were tied up, tears were oozing from the corners of her eyes, and she was being dragged into the depths of the underworld, Russell sighed helplessly.

"Ereshkigal, release Ishtar."

"Are you distressed?"

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Title: The Style of This Chat Group Is Different

Summary:

Good news, after traveling through time, it is still a peaceful everyday world.

Bad news, there is a chat group where all the members have unique skills.

Kiana: My friends, run away! I have a dual personality!

Tallulah: One hundred people challenged to live in the snowfield for a week with ten kilograms of flour. Come on! Let's do it, brothers!!

Toyokawa Shoko: The boss is in arrears with wages again, so annoying, it's been two months since I paid, I think this damn boss wants to change his mind! Family, gather in Tokyo tonight! Get ready to steal hearts!!

Yuto Itadori: Elbow power! Three stages! I have learned to transform cursed power into elbow power. Now it's time to elbow Ryoumen Sukuna and start the elbow battle! 1

.....

Suddenly, I traveled to a happy and beautiful everyday world and also had a dimensional chat group. The two joys overlapped with each other. I should have had a dreamlike happy time. However, why did it turn out like this... 2

Why is your painting style different from normal people?

51. Rollover, Backhand and Guesswork

"The scent of Ishtar on you is becoming stronger."

The chains dragging Ishtar into the underworld did not stop, and Ereshkigal's tone became even colder.

Her body trembled slightly. She did not turn around to face Russell, but she couldn't help feeling sad and angry in her heart.

Why speak for Ishtar?

This thought kept lingering in her mind.

She wanted to completely erase the scent of Ishtar from Russell...

It only has the smell of myself.

The sky outside the temple was as gloomy as a piece of water-soaked felt.

Without waiting for Russell's response, Ereshkigal whispered again.

"Don't mention Ishtar anymore."

That was the person she hated the most.

"I'm not asking you to release Ishtar because I like her."

Russell makes this point directly.

This was no time for any roundabout tactics; something was clearly not right with Ereshkigal.

The gun handle was knocked heavily against the ground, making a strange sound, showing its owner's dissatisfaction.

It was clear that Ereshkigal did not believe Russell.

Or rather, unwilling to believe it.

People only believe what they want to believe.

There was no trace of the underworld on the ground. Ishtar had been completely trapped in it and could not escape.

Ereshkigal finally turned around, and Russell could see that the corners of her eyes were a little red.

The gloomy sky finally roared at this moment, and the rain curtain rose at this moment.

Russell wanted to reach out to her trembling fingertips, to say something.

But Ereshkigal did not give this opportunity. She pulled her hand back suddenly and with a wave of her sleeve, Russell was already outside the temple.

There was only a closed door in front of me.

Difficult...

The previous attempt to have an equal dialogue seemed to have some effect.

Otherwise, he might have been tied up in the underworld and never see the light of day again.

Of course, he had made preparations in advance and had ways to deal with even the worst outcome.

Fortunately, it is just difficult now, not impossible.

Since the subtle influence plan no longer works, let's kill the game with a heavy blow.

Before that, you need to prepare one thing.

The divine bird that stole the royal seal was named Anzu, right?

"Wang, you finally came out."

An Haiduyana was pale and sweating profusely, as if she had just arrived.

Russell nodded and asked, "The ritual of calling the Sun God shouldn't have started yet, right?"

That's right, before arriving at the temple, Russell had already instructed Anhaiduyana that if he did not come out for a long time, he would start the ceremony to contact the sun god.

At that time, he didn't know the background of this body.

However, the reason for calling on Utu was that the sun god, who had always been willing to lend a helping hand in the epic, should also respond when he was in trouble.

"Not yet..."

Anhaiduyana looked at the temple, which was still filled with the residual breath of the underworld, with some fear and trembling.

"No need to contact me for now."

Russell sighed and asked.

"By the way, do you know where Anzu birds roost?"

Anzu......

The embodiment of the south wind and thunderclouds, the symbol of the great god Enlil, it can breathe water and fire, and can stir up a storm with a flap of its wings.

There are even some legends that, at the command of Enlil, it used its sharp claws to slit the sky, causing a devastating flood to flow down, destroying the original human race.

What does Wang want to do with the Anthurium's habitat?

Anhaiduyana hesitated for a moment and replied, "The Anthurium is the symbol of the great god Enlil. It should always be by his side, right?"

"The latest news is that Anzu stole the Tablet of Destiny while Enlil was bathing and fled to the mountains."

Russell did not stop communicating with Anhaiduyana because of this.

Although the information he possessed seemed to be newer than Anhaiduyana's, if one combined the information with the knowledge of Sumer's geography and mythology, it was certainly not as good as Anhaiduyana's.

"Speaking of mountains, which one is the most famous, right?"

Anhaiduana's answer was tinged with uncertainty.

"The one that was ravaged to death by the goddess Ishtar."

Russell was a little puzzled: "Since it has become a deadly place, will Anzu still flee there?"

"It is said that the sacred peak, Mount Ebifu, is divided into two parts, above ground and underground. The aboveground part of Mount Ebifu was destroyed by the attack from the sky by the goddess Ishtar, and only the underground part lingers."

An Haiduana frowned slightly and analyzed in more detail.

"Furthermore, if what you say is true, the fugitive Anzu bird would certainly not dare to venture into those sacred mountains. Perhaps hiding in the ruins of Mount Ebifu, a place of death and no one would venture to, would be a good option for it."

"That makes sense."

Russell suddenly realized and praised Anhaiduana with a tone of admiration.

"High Priest, you have been of great help."

An Haiduana suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

Her fingers trembled slightly because of this premonition, and she asked in a weak voice, "Speaking of which, Wang, what exactly do you want to do by asking this?"

"Of course, we must take the Tablet of Destiny away from Anzuo."

Russell said this in a matter-of-fact tone.

An Haiduana's eyes went dark and she couldn't believe it.

"The Tablet of Destiny is indeed a remarkable treasure, but Anzu is known as the symbol of the great god Enlil..."

"There is no way."

Russell patted Anhaiduyana on the shoulder, signaling her to relax and not be too nervous.

"A strange goddess has captured another strange goddess and taken her to the underworld. If this plan isn't carried out, the goddess will surely die. Who knows what will happen then. If the land really stops producing food, many people will starve to death."

"Is this something I can listen to?"

Anhaiduyana wished she could bury her head in the ground.

How could Wang talk about such a big thing so easily?

but......

Is the king going to attack Anzuo just to prevent his people from starving to death?

Really are--

Great, needless to say.

These words flashed through Anhaiduyana's mind.

But it's still too dangerous.

After hesitating for a moment, she said, "King, perhaps reporting this matter to the gods would be a better option?"

"You only need to inform Utu, the sun god, of this."

After hesitating for a moment, Russell said again.