Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Thank me? Why?"

"Cough cough..."

Anna and Alyssa coughed and lowered their heads, quickly shoveling food into their mouths.

Enkidu and Samael each put the well-cooked beef into their mouths and chewed, their expressions subtle.

Suddenly, Ishtar's expression changed drastically. The fork in her hand fell into the bowl, her wrist trembled as she lifted it, her gaze shifting back and forth between the pot and the bowl, before finally opening her dry lips.

"This is...my cow?"

"Hmm, if that's not enough, there's the other leg there."

Kukulkan shrugged, his smile widening.

"Leftovers? Does that mean the food those people outside are eating is from my cow?"

"Well, Noah's Ark didn't carry many animals. Most of them were kept for breeding and reproduction. If we're celebrating, it just doesn't feel right without meat."

Samael raised his hand in response, and then put a piece of beef into his mouth and chewed.

During the Battle of Uruk, Ana and Ereshkigal were indeed seriously injured, but the Bull of Heaven, their target, was completely eliminated, so they did not appear in the final battle to cause trouble.

After the floodwaters receded, the remains of this majestic mythical beast, as tall as a mountain, remained near Mount Aibif.

Because of Apsu's manipulation and the influence of the Origin Divinity, the Bull of Heaven did not appear as a spirit, but as a complete physical entity.

Following the principle of making use of waste, Samael, Kukulkan, Ereshkigal, and Anna went to the scene to dispel the dominating power above, stripped the inedible parts of Gugalana, and transported the remaining meat back to Uruk to distribute to the people.

I must say, it's really delicious! No wonder it's a top-tier mythical beast!

The ancient serpent praised it highly, turning to Ishtar with an approving look.

Looking at her unscrupulous teammates feasting on the table, the goddess of Uruk, her heart bleeding, pouted and cried.

"You...you've gone too far!"

"You're not going to eat? Never mind then, I understand, I won't force you..."

Samael sighed softly, patted Ishtar on the shoulder, and then considerately reached out to take away the goddess's large bowl filled with chunks of meat.

"Eat! Mine! Don't move!"

Ishtar immediately slapped away the hand of the scoundrel, snatched the cutlery, puffed out her cheeks, and joined the fray in a fierce fight for the beef.

Ultimately, with the mindset that he couldn't afford to lose any more money, the owner of the bull in the sky ate three large bowls of food with tears in his eyes.

Yeah, it's true I'm sad, but it really smells good...

"I'm full! I'm going for a walk!"

Ishtar wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth, rubbed her round little belly, pushed away the bowl and plate, and got up angrily to go digest her food.

On the edge of the city wall, the goddess sat, resting her chin on her hand, gazing absently at the lush greenery of the land outside the city.

Just then, a series of crisp footsteps came from behind, and the slender figure sat down, leaning against the wall.

snort!

The goddess snorted coldly, turned her back, and turned her head to the side, not wanting to pay attention to any of the instigators.

"What, are you still angry?"

Samael raised his elbow and nudged Ishtar beside him, a mocking smile on his face.

"I want you to take care of it!"

"Go away! Don't you have plenty of people to keep you company? Why are you bothering me here!"

Ishtar, her pretty face tense, pushed Samael away and snorted angrily.

"I was originally planning to give this little guy to you..."

"Sigh, I'm being disliked. Oh well, I'll just let Ellie raise it."

Samael, heartbroken, held up a miniature beast in his palm that resembled a brownish-black piglet, with blue horns on its head and golden stripes on its back, and got up to leave.

Chapter 166 Come, give me a kiss! (2/4)

"It contains... the core of the ancient Garan!"

Ishtar sensed the familiar presence, abruptly stood up, snatched the miniature beast, and rubbed it against her cheek with a broad smile.

After a brief moment of tenderness, noticing the ambiguous gaze lingering on her, the goddess blushed, coughed, and sat up straight, her voice carrying a slightly adorable nasal tone.

"Um, did you make this?"

"Hmm, after all, it's a pet you've raised for a long time. If it were to die like this, I think you would be very sad."

"So, I thought about how to retrieve the core of the Heavenly Bull and see if I could use the power of the Mother of Beasts to revive it in a new form."

Samael sat down again, leaning against the goddess, with a serene smile.

"However, removing Apsu's dominating divinity and stripping him of his original physical body took us a lot of effort."

"This is all thanks to the help of Ereshkigal, Anna, and Kukulkan..."

Ishtar's eyes flickered, a warm current brewing and flowing in her heart. She turned her head away and muttered to herself.

"Well, I forgive you..."

"what?"

Samael, who had faintly heard the whispers, couldn't help but come closer to ask.

Faced with that face so close to hers, Ishtar froze, her pretty face flushed red, and she angrily pushed Samael away, one hand on her hip.

"Seriously, did you have to say it out loud?"

"Hmph! Anyway, thanks!"

A simple thank you, delivered by the goddess, sounded like an accusation.

Under the bright moonlight, the ancient serpent looked at Ishtar's intoxicating blush and her arrogant yet dishonest tone, and the corners of its lips curled up slightly.

The man sat down again, quietly overlooking the hustle and bustle of the city and the newly sprouted greenery of the land outside.

Ishtar, after hesitating for a moment, came to the side and continued to enjoy the tranquility and peace of the night.

After a moment of silence, the goddess stroked the little beast in her arms, bit her lower lip, and whispered softly, her expression one of loss and confusion.

"Hey, I can't go back..."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Samael gently grasped Ishtar's soft hand, turned his head, smiled, and winked.

"The realm of the gods has long been corrupted and is now under the control of Marduk."

"Mother has solidified your and Ereshkigal's existence and restored your complete power over the world."

“Stay here, it is their common wish, Goddess.”

The ancient serpent slightly raised its hand and waved, and the jubilant crowd below rose excitedly to pay their respects to the shepherd king and the goddess who guarded Uruk.

Feeling the enthusiastic atmosphere below the city and the unprecedented respect, Ishtar couldn't help but raise her smooth chin, her cherry lips curving into a joyful smile.

This feeling seems pretty good.

"By the way, there's something I'd like to ask you for help with."

After a moment's pause, Samael looked solemnly at Ishtar.

"Ahem, considering how hard you've worked before, I'll do my best. Go ahead and say it."

Ishtar immediately turned around, seemingly realizing that the movement was a bit too abrupt, and coughed as she struck a haughty pose.

"I'd like to borrow something from you..."

Samael pulled out the golden Holy Grail from his robes, his eyes deep and gleaming.

Several days later, outside the gates of Uruk, a large crowd gathered, their reluctant gazes fixed on the five figures.

"You really don't plan to stay?"

"The power of the Mother Goddess has endowed you with the characteristic of 'single manifestation' in Mesopotamia."

Samael couldn't help but try to persuade them to stay by the roadside.

"Humanity no longer needs the guidance of the gods, and besides, Tezkatrico and I have important things to do."

Kukulkan smiled faintly and shook his head gently but firmly.

Is it because of... the Mayan world?

Samael nodded thoughtfully, then nodded helplessly.

According to the prophecies of the Aztec civilization, in the future Fifth Sun Age, the great feathered serpent god will return and guide the people to prosperity once again.

She also has her own people, and she also has her own principles.

"Oh dear, will you miss your big sister?"

Kukulkan covered her mouth and chuckled, a hint of pleasure appearing on her pretty face. She seemed to notice the fleeting sadness in Samael's eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

"Don't worry, Mother has already laid a divine foundation for us in Mesopotamia."

"If needed, Tezkatrico and I can still come back."

"A simple farewell is for a better reunion in the future. The future is something to look forward to, isn't it?"

"Come on, don't cry. Before you leave, give your big sister a friendly hug."

Amidst the laughter, Quetzalcoatl warmly embraced Samael, pressing her soft cherry lips to the ancient serpent's forehead.

Ishtar and Ereshkigal's faces darkened, their gazes growing increasingly somber and sinister.

"This is a farewell kiss. Remember to return it next time we meet."

"I'm really looking forward to it."

However, before the two goddesses could speak, Kukulkan chuckled and released the dazed Samael, flicking his forehead with his finger.

"A farewell kiss? How could such an interesting thing be complete without a leopard!"

The leopard-woman next to him leaned over and patted Samael's shoulder hard, eager to try.

That familiar warmth, and the surging energy in his chest, gave Samael a strange feeling, like, "Brother, you're here? Have a sip before you go!"

"boom!"

However, before the leopard-man could pounce and grab, he was punched on the head by the smiling Kukulkan and dragged away half-dead.

As petals of flowers were scattered, the crowd, with tense expressions, waved goodbye, leaving behind radiant smiles for the two enthusiastic Mayan goddesses.

The golden light gradually flickered and dissipated, returning to the sky, leaving behind a lasting impression and legend that lingers in Mesopotamia.

"Ah, just like a person's dream, which is completely different each time, big brother, I like to meet different people and experience different things."

"Then I should go and see new stories, and read the different patterns woven throughout human history."

"Alright, enjoy this final flower magic trick..."

The great sage Merlin, with his eyes half-open and half-closed, exuding a carefree and unrestrained air, then placed his right hand on his chest, bowed his body in a gesture of respect, and his body transformed into countless fluttering pink and white petals, spiraling upwards to form an exquisite scene.

At this moment, only Leonidas and Anna remained on the open ground.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the young goddess seemed nervous and reluctant, her hands twirling at the hem of her dress.

"Don't look at me. I am a heroic spirit summoned from some possible future. Once the mission is over, I will definitely leave."

Leonidas shrugged helplessly, took the initiative to break the slightly awkward and sentimental atmosphere, glanced at the conflicted Anna, and then blurred into nothingness, preparing to leave.

"Bang! Boom!"

"Roar! Sparta!"

At this moment, the soldiers on the city wall assembled in neat formation, their spears striking the ground rhythmically, a farewell gesture in response to their friends and a call to arms for the general's expedition.

These guys…

Leonidas rubbed his forehead and gave a wry smile, but the corners of his mouth inadvertently turned up.

Well done!