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

Enlil, who had never experienced such a weak state, felt dazed for a moment.

However, it's all worth it.

He struggled to stand up, and a bow and arrow appeared in his hand.

"The fire of catastrophe has fallen from the sky, and the raging waves are coming again."

After reciting these words coldly, Enlil shot out the divine tool in his hand.

Rather than being a divine tool, it is more like a reproduction of its power.

Only by using this divine tool, Enlil no longer needed to constantly maintain the power of the flood, but could let it gather on its own.

The power of the Spirit Lord fluctuated again.

The concept that he had been inputting for seven years finally showed its effect at this moment.

The force that Enlil unleashed to gather the flood was not noticed.

The divine tool, after being launched by him, unfolded in the satellite orbit.

With the concept of destruction in mind, a massive magic circle unfolded from satellite orbit.

Then, under the power of the Lord of Spirits, the existence of the magic circle was ignored by the world.

But that is the power that summons the flood, and the torrent will increase with each day since it was activated.

When it accumulates to the seventh day, it will become a tsunami like the story of Nabistim.

And the time of accumulation set by Enlil is—

Seven months.

Even in outer space, the speed at which rapids gather will slow down in order to avoid being detected.

But it would also be a flood far greater than the raging waves of Nabistim.

It is a world disaster that is powerful enough to destroy the heavens, the human world, and the underworld together.

Seeing that one part of his plan had been accomplished, Enlil's smile became more and more wanton.

“Hehe…hahahahahahahahahaha…”

"Hold on...Hold on again..."

Enlil laughed heartily, feeling elated and careless.

"But how can I resist something so funny?"

Had humanity turned its back on him? Had the gods also?

Even the world began to reject him because of this?

But so what!

He is still the unrivaled king of the world, both in heaven and on earth!

If anyone challenges his throne, if the world rebels against him, he will kill them all and destroy the world.

Then, on this basis, he built a beautiful new world that belonged to him alone.

It reached the last step, but nothing went wrong.

Enlil's smile softened and he murmured.

"Fate is indeed on my side."

......

"Are you guys having a conflict?"

In Russell's eyes, Gilgamesh and Enkidu, who had just returned from the cedar forest, looked a little strange.

Gilgamesh sighed for the first time in his life.

Enkidu held a wreath in his hand and remained silent.

This is what his friend wore.

It was something worn by the monster that was once a friend before the battle.

Its name is Humbaba, and it is a terrifying monster that protects nature with claws sharper than any other.

but......

He was also a close friend who accompanied Enkidu day and night when he had not yet gone on his mission.

For Humbaba, a monster with a girlish heart, Enkidu distorted the laws of the earth to create a garden.

This wreath was originally a gift from him.

only......

After Gilgamesh defeated Humbaba with him, he even reminded him that "Humbaba will not show mercy to humans", which led to that incident.

What are your feelings at this moment?

Enkidu didn't know.

Gilgamesh didn't understand either.

"A pure heart feels joy at this simple decoration. Truly..."

Possessing the wisdom of both God and man, he knew that this meant that if humans wanted to develop, they would have to do so at the cost of considerable destruction of nature.

but......

Even knowing this, Gilgamesh still felt a little annoyed.

"It's Humbaba."

Russell stood up from the throne, walked down the steps, and spoke softly to comfort him.

"Don't feel bad about it, death is just the beginning of another adventure."

"..."

Enkidu was a little confused about this, but Gilgamesh seemed to understand something and asked.

"You mean..."

"Right now, Humbaba should be in the underworld, accompanying Ereshkigal and guarding that flower field, right?"

Russell did not deliberately conceal it, but said it very clearly.

The next moment, the corners of Gilgamesh's mouth curled up slightly.

Enkidu was stunned for a moment, then said solemnly, "Thank you, father."

Gilgamesh: 115 (Relaxed)

[Enkidu: 110 (Thanksgiving)]

really......

My father is not only a king who cares about the world, but also a wise man who takes care of the weak and does everything possible.

Enkidu held the wreath in his hand tightly, feeling a little nervous.

"Fumbaba, I'm sure you have some resentment towards me."

　"No, it has a truly pure mind, a truly passionate heart."

Recalling the monster that was inside him, Russell looked at Enkidu and Gilgamesh and said, "I never told you what I expected of you, but now, I want to say it."

Gilgamesh and Enkidu, seeing Russell like this for the first time, also became serious.

"Enkidu, you still treat yourself as a tool. From now on, please value yourself more."

"Yes."

Enkidu nodded subconsciously.

Russell turned to Gilgamesh and exclaimed, "Gil, after defeating Humbaba, some people have begun to call you the Hero King."

"It's just the second one."

Gilgamesh raised the corner of his mouth, but spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"If you're worried about being surpassed by me, there's no need to worry, because it's bound to happen sooner or later."

"No, I'm not worried. I'm proud of you now, and I'll be proud of you if you achieve greater things in the future. I just hope you stay true to your original aspirations."

After giving his encouragement, Russell looked at the two of them.

"Finally, remember, like Humbaba, that enthusiasm must never be extinguished. Care for and help the weak. Friends may have misunderstandings or even disagreements in their relationships, but these are insignificant. Don't give up on friendship."

Seven years is neither long nor short.

But it was enough for Russell to form a real bond with Gilgamesh and Enkidu.

A true bond worth remembering.

In a trance, images began to flash in Gilgamesh's eyes.

Russell had noticed him since entering Uruk.

By the campfire, Russell told him fairy tales.

After he told him his dream, Russell did not get angry because of the offense, but encouraged him instead.

Seven years of getting along, seven years of special bonds, today's words, and eyes influenced by magic, made Gilgamesh smell a hint of danger.

"What exactly did you foresee?"

"It is going to rain."

123. Before the Final Stand (4/4)

Underworld.

"Is this the soul you asked me to save?"

Ereshkigal looked at Humbaba walking cautiously in the flower field, and saw his love for nature and his care for the delicate stamens, and he couldn't help but feel fond of him.

"As expected, it is a pure and flawless soul with a girlish heart."

"With her as your companion, your life in the underworld will surely be much more interesting."

Russell carefully looked at the flower fields, which were already growing well and had expanded considerably compared to before, and used his divine power to make the sunlight in the underworld even warmer.

"Finally, there isn't just one flower in the underworld anymore."

"what are you talking about?"

Ereshkigal was a little confused. "Before you came, I don't remember any flowers in the underworld."

"Yes, even if there is only one."

Russell's eyes were fixed on Ereshkigal.

At first, Ereshkigal did not understand what Russell meant.

But later, stared at by Russell's fiery eyes, she gradually understood the meaning of what Russell said.

"Why are you suddenly saying this..."

Ereshkigal seemed a little uneasy. She gathered her scattered hair back together and nervously did meaningless things.

"And Humbaba is here..."

Russell was speechless. He just looked at Humbaba, who looked up in confusion after his name was called, and said, "You're right. It will notice it."

hateful!

Ereshkigal glared at Russell with some embarrassment and anger: "It just...it will notice..."

"I just wanted to say..."

Russell considered his words and mentioned it nonchalantly.

"You are the most dazzling flower in the underworld, always, always, and forever. You are also the strongest and most powerful goddess I have ever met. I think you can make the underworld bloom even in my absence, right?"

As he listened to the previous words, Ereshkigal became more and more shy and wanted to escape.

But after hearing the last sentence, her face became increasingly gloomy, and her steps were rooted to the spot.