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

At this moment, Ereshkigal decided to reconcile with his father, Nannar, the moon god.

After hearing that he was not a stingy person, one of the Garula spirits who was helping to take care of the garden couldn't help but smile.

Then, a deathly cold gaze focused on him.

When the spirit of Garula despairedly realized that today might be over, a ray of light appeared in the underworld.

"Such a warm light..."

Ereshkigal looked at the light in amazement. She seemed to sense life in it...

And the scent of a lover.

The carefully tended garden was in turmoil at this moment.

Weeds? Sprouts? Flowers? Trees?

Whatever it was, at this moment it began to spread to the entire underworld at an exponential rate.

even......

Ereshkigal was surprised to discover that life was being born in the underworld.

She stepped forward cautiously and caught a butterfly among the flowers.

A butterfly that has just emerged from its cocoon.

"life......"

Eventually, half of the underworld was covered with vegetation, and even various animals lived on it.

Half of the underworld is still dead silent, but that is prepared for the creatures in the underworld. After all, some creatures do not yearn for the breath of life.

Sitting in this garden full of life, sunshine, and flowers, looking at this surprise that was obviously prepared for her by her lover, Ereshkigal felt no joy at all.

For some reason, she called out softly, her voice trembling slightly.

"Lugalbanda?"

There was no response.

The next moment, Ereshkigal fell to the ground.

Inexplicable helplessness and panic surged in my heart.

"Why do I feel so bad?"

"You guys, you can't be that bad, right?"

When Ereshkigal was helpless, Ishtar appeared in the sky of the underworld.

Unlike her usual appearance, Ishtar's face was heavy at this moment, but she spoke in a gentle and comforting tone.

"I have a contract with Lugalbanda. Since I am not dead, Lugalbanda certainly is not dead either."

However, deep in Ishtar's eyes, there was a trace of extremely hidden sorrow.

133: Postscript to Uruk (1): Sister and Younger Sister

"Ishtar?"

Ereshkigal looked at this sister who had come for unknown reasons, and the panic in her heart calmed down a little.

"Why are you here? What happened?"

"After dealing with Enlil, Enki actually said that Lugalbanda no longer existed in this world. How ridiculous!"

Ishtar snapped, even to this respected elder god.

"I made that kind of contract with him. If Lugalbanda really doesn't exist, then, can I still be alive?"

Ereshkigal's panic grew even worse. Although he felt somewhat relieved after hearing Ishtar's words, he still couldn't help shedding tears.

"This garden is the gift he gave you, right?"

Ishtar looked at this place, which couldn't even be called a garden but should be called a "small world", and raised the thing she had been holding tightly in her hand.

It was a key made of gemstone.

"That guy gave me the key to the jewel vault. Seriously, he gave us what we wanted most."

However, even though she said that this was the thing she wanted most, Ishtar threw the key to the ground without a care.

She stepped forward, stretched out her arms, and hugged Ereshkigal tightly.

"That guy said he was just going to participate in another great trial. We will meet again in the future."

"I'm obviously the older sister, why are you the one comforting me now..."

"Don't worry about details like this!"

The favorite gem was no longer chosen by Ishtar at this moment.

She suddenly matured at this moment and chose to hug her sister tightly, infecting Ereshkigal with her most relaxed and energetic attitude.

as well as......

If she had a choice, Ishtar would be willing to use all her treasures to get Russell back.

only......

Out of Ereshkigal's sight, the sorrow in her eyes was even greater.

......

Time goes back.

skyline.

When Ishtar stared at the key made of gemstone in her hand, her expression was no longer one of joy and excitement, but puzzlement.

"Where's Lugalbanda?"

"It no longer exists in this world."

After careful consideration, Nanna did not use words such as "disappear", "pass away" or "die".

He believes that it is more appropriate to describe it as non-existence.

Even with the combined power of all the gods, Russell was never found.

Therefore, he only advised: "Be prepared, Ishtar."

"nonsense!"

Ishtar's emotions suddenly became agitated. She threw the key to the ground and growled.

"We have a pact to live and die together! Now that he's gone, why should I be okay?"

Nanna could clearly see a teardrop as crystal as a gem in the corner of his daughter's eye.

Those were not fake tears shed to escape punishment as usual.

It was true sadness, grief, fear, and despair, a blue gem woven from countless negative emotions.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

At this moment, Nanna did not choose to create an illusory dream, but instead spoke out what he believed to be the truth with difficulty.

"The agreement Lugalbanda made with you was made in the underworld. Given the extent to which he and Ereshkigal shared their abilities, I'm afraid he also shared the role of judge of the underworld."

"so......"

Nanna's voice was a little difficult under Ishtar's increasingly frightened gaze.

"It is very likely that at that time, he unilaterally ruled to cancel the agreement."

"You mean, the agreement was false from the beginning?"

It hurts so much that I can't breathe.

At this time, Ishtar deeply understood this.

The realization that she might be betrayed by her lover suddenly caused a twist in Ishtar's heart.

"No!"

However, Nanna's words seemed to save her.

"It was a unilateral cancellation, not a false one."

Nanna considered his words and explained the reason: "It should be that your death can definitely affect him, but his departure cannot affect you."

"Ishtar, he truly loves you."

"..."

After a long silence, Ishtar picked up the key from the ground and boarded the sky boat.

She wiped away her tears and said loudly: "A promise is a promise. As long as the Tigris River is still flowing and the Euphrates River has not dried up, then I will always be his wife. The promise is always a promise. It is not what you said! He just didn't leave..."

"Ishtar! Where are you going?!"

Seeing his childish daughter suddenly say these words, Nanna was stunned but also relieved.

But a little heartache is still inevitable.

He knew that the price of growing up was heavy.

"I'm going to the underworld!"

......

I killed my father.

These days, such thoughts have been lingering in Gilgamesh's mind like a poisonous snake.

He cowered in the palace, numbing himself with liquor and indulging in a life of drunkenness.

Because I cannot bear the weight of guilt in my heart, I would rather immerse myself in dreams.

Enkidu admonished him several times, but Gilgamesh still ignored him and just stared at the strange heart belonging to Russell all day long in a daze.

Until today...

The gate of the palace was kicked open at this moment.

Gilgamesh, who was a little drunk, was about to get angry when he saw Anhaiduyana walking into the palace with a gloomy face.

"teacher......"

When he saw Anhaiduyana, Gilgamesh recalled the days when he was taught by her and Russell. He felt a pain in his heart and said with some boredom.

Anhaiduyana did not respond, but walked forward.

Her body, which was weak compared to Gilgamesh, dragged Gilgamesh onto the throne in an instant.

"Uruk needs a new king."

"I...I don't..."

Gilgamesh subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but was scolded harshly by Anhaiduyana.

"How far will you go? The King has already made it clear that it wasn't your fault. Are you so weak that you won't even accept your own father's words, only believing in your own fantasies?"

"I......"

Gilgamesh's expression changed and he gritted his teeth.

Anhaiduyana's tone softened slightly as she continued, "Even if the king truly passes away, the world will still record his greatness. In the future, when you meet again, will you tell him that you were tortured by your own fantasies and accomplished nothing?"

"No!"

This time the answer seemed particularly firm.

134: Postscript to Uruk (2): Father and Son

Gilgamesh's expression changed continuously, and then became distorted.

"I understand. I will take care of everything."

Seeing this, Anhaiduyana's expression finally relaxed.

She looked at Gilgamesh, the man she had mentored, and whispered, "The King's epic has reached its final chapter. I'll be very busy lately and unable to assist you. However, my daughter, Siduri, is growing rapidly, and I wish to have her begin learning to handle government affairs."