Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The shepherd kings who continued the Sumerian era…

As the ancient snake roughly grabbed the "little dragonfly's" crown headdress and dodged the flying pebbles, a thunderclap flashed through its mind.

Samael's breath hitched, and he leaned closer to the old swindler, asking in a dry voice.

"Becoming the chosen shepherd priest of the goddess, does that mean I have a right to inherit the throne of Uruk?!"

"Uh, I thought you already knew..."

Merlin shrugged, seemingly offering a helpless consolation, but there was a hint of schadenfreude flickering in his purple eyes.

At this moment, the ancient serpent turned its astonished gaze toward Gilgamesh, who was in mid-air intercepting the stone pillar.

The floating hero-king drew his double-edged broadsword, the divine weapon Igalima, which possessed the power to cleave mountains, and slashed and cut at will.

Amidst the scattered rubble, the Hero King's lips curled into a subtle smile, and he hummed with amusement.

"if not?"

"If you think Siduri is not qualified to govern, why did she agree to hand over the administration of Uruk to you?"

"Do you think I was truly incompetent and tyrannical just now, relinquishing the Holy Grail and strategic decision-making power without any reason?"

"You think that Ishtar chose you as the shepherd priest just to steal Ereshkigal's toys and spite her?"

I accept the first and third points.

But regarding the second point, I have a feeling that your act of indulging in pleasure was intentional!

Samael's face darkened as he watched the curve of Gilgamesh's lips, and his gaze as he looked down at Ishtar was filled with murderous intent.

I understand! I understand everything!

According to the original myth, Ishtar once chose the shepherd Durmuz as her husband.

With divine protection, this chosen one ruled Sumer and was thus known as the "Shepherd King".

Therefore, Uruk has a sacred marriage ceremony to commemorate the origin of this nation.

However, this is more of a religious symbolic celebration.

Now that this great goddess has descended, she has parted ways with the past and has chosen new shepherd priests to serve her.

Based on precedent, Samael not only became Ishtar's nominal betrothed, but also, like Durmuz before him, possessed the right to inherit the throne of Uruk.

Moreover, considering the current situation, this is not entirely unfounded.

On the one hand, Gilgamesh had no children in this era, and once he died, the throne would inevitably be vacant.

On the other hand, Samael himself made many meritorious contributions, consolidating the monster front, restraining Ishtar, dismantling the alliance of the three goddesses, and was deeply trusted by this hero-king.

Considering various factors, coupled with divine protection, he was naturally the rightful heir to the throne.

If he were to truly replace Gilgamesh and inherit the throne of Uruk...

In theory, he would have the right to control the Babylonian treasury left behind by the hero-king.

At that time, both the entire city-state and countless treasures will fall into Ishtar's hands.

"So that's what you mean by attracting wealth!"

Samael gritted his teeth and grabbed "Little Dragonfly" by the neck, feeling an urge to throw her out to take a bullet for him.

How come this woman usually seems so unreliable and out of touch, but the moment money is mentioned, her IQ immediately skyrockets?

After such a brilliant, covert maneuver, she set her sights on the treasures of Uruk and Babylon!

No wonder Gilgamesh, upon hearing the title "Shepherd Priest," immediately shifted the blame to watch the show, clearly intending to use Ereshkigal to scheme against this restless goddess.

He, on the other hand, was an unfortunate scapegoat caught in the crossfire.

"I think we get along quite well, and you won't lose out in the end..."

Having his thoughts exposed, Ishtar shrank back, his face full of smiles.

Just as the ancient serpent was getting to the bottom of things and finding out the reason for Ellie's rampage, it suddenly realized that the giant skeleton's attacks were becoming increasingly fierce.

Meanwhile, the surrounding ground was trembling and bulging, and Gilgamesh's face was tense; he had no time to take care of anyone else.

Samael's mind was racing. He held Merlin in front of him, dodging left and right, and, as if raising a white flag, he gripped Ishtar tightly, ready to "lose face" at any moment.

Seeing the flying pebbles whizzing past, Ishtar cowered and screamed.

"Samael! You heartless wretch! This goddess is protecting you to be the future king! How can you live up to my trust?!"

"Come on, Uruk is practically dead! Besides, this king is just a tool for you to make money; let whoever wants to be king take the position!"

"We're teammates!"

"I've already paid!"

"We were engaged!"

"You have the nerve to say that? I almost got chopped up because of this Ellie!"

Even in the midst of a crisis, the two guys wielding Merlin as a shield couldn't resist arguing with each other.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

However, the dark red skeleton floating above the hellfire emitted an increasingly ferocious growl.

Clearly, in the eyes of this god of the underworld, Samael and Ishtar, who were undermining each other, were simply flirting.

hum!

As the halberd of light crashed down, dark red ripples spread across the ground, and its terrifying power caused the surrounding tectonic plates to tremble violently.

"The sky has an insurmountable sea, the earth has prisons..."

"Noble Phantasm unleashed! We need to find a way to interrupt her, or we're all doomed!"

The ancient snake, who was most familiar with the powers of its owner, immediately changed its expression and signaled to everyone to stop holding back.

Gilgamesh, the main damage dealer, solemnly summoned the royal seal in a book and, in the name of the earthly monarch, pronounced judgment on Ereshkigal.

As a dense barrage of swords, spears, and halberds shot out from the golden vortex, the light wheel spear that manipulated the terrain of the underworld gradually disintegrated and shattered.

But in an instant, those disintegrated, light-like fragments reassembled and solidified.

Clearly, this can only delay the problem temporarily and cannot solve it at its root.

Seeing his condition deteriorate to the point of near irreversibility, Ishtar, who had made the mistake, hardened his expression and pointed at Samael with gritted teeth.

"Hey! She won't listen to any explanations right now."

"If you want to live, try this last method with me!"

Without waiting for the ancient serpent to stop her, Ishtar flew towards the heart of the fierce battle.

"King Gilgamesh, please help eliminate this threat!"

Merlin, illusion!

Samael's expression hardened, and he opened his mouth to shout.

The group, already quite in sync, each performed their duties, paving the way for the advancing Ishtar.

"Anna, let's go too!"

Meanwhile, the purple-haired loli and Samael work together from both sides to help share the burden.

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Persuasion and Seduction (Two Updates)

"You have everything: a lover, family, friends, praise!"

"Why...why are you taking my things!"

"The only thing I care about!"

A burst of red light erupted from the giant skull's eye sockets, and a beam of light swept across, intending to cleave the annoying "little dragonfly" in two.

However, Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm projection and Merlin's illusion enhancement caused Ereshkigal to only stagger and strike the illusory afterimage.

"You place your hopes on me, yet you want to help her!"

"No fair! No fair!"

"They're all liars!"

The goddess of the underworld, engulfed in flames, went to extremes, ruthlessly lowering the lance wheel, preparing to unleash her Noble Phantasm once more.

"Ereshkigal! That's enough!"

"If you like something, go for it! If you want it, say it out loud!"

"When faced with setbacks, you go down a dead end, vent your frustrations mindlessly, hurting others and yourself even more. What kind of behavior is that!"

"If you continue like this, even those who cared about you will stay far away!"

Under the cover of the crowd, Ishtar flew through the strong wind to one side of the dark red skull and angrily berated it for its lack of ambition.

"Shut up!"

Ereshkigal, who had sealed herself within a skeleton, had her inner cowardice exposed, and upon seeing the still-dry bloodstains on the ground, she clutched her cloak tightly in shame and indignation.

"I'm not!"

Ishtar leaped onto the shoulder of the giant skeleton, facing the deathly fog, and proudly raised her chin.

"So what if I took your things? Even if I gave you the chance, would you dare to take them back?!"

Immediately, the goddess, the size of an elf, raised her hand and conjured a wisp of pink mist, which she then flung into the skull's eye socket.

Merlin, who was watching from afar, immediately understood and shouted towards the two flanks that were converging.

"Anna, throw it over!"

"Ok!"

Before Samael could react, the chain wrapped around his waist swung forward.

The ancient serpent, now the target of competition, was suddenly thrown into the giant skeleton's arms.

Samael couldn't help but shed tears; what a great group of teammates they were!

I was planning to sell Ishtar, and you all conspired to sell me out!

Don't they think about what would happen if those two sisters started competing and split me in half?!

However, the expected heavy impact did not arrive as predicted.

Samael fell straight into the ethereal skeleton and bumped into a warm embrace that instinctively opened its arms.

After landing and rolling around, the ancient snake was shocked to find itself with Ereshkigal pinned beneath it when it got up.

At the same time, a scalding heat emanated from the point of contact between their skin. The god of the underworld, who had just been gloomy and angry, now had hazy eyes and an alluring pink flush on his cheeks.

"Don't...don't touch me! You're a liar!"

Seeing that the two were now very close, the mist in Aileen's eyes flickered, and her face regained its coldness. She then glared angrily at Samael and raised her hand to push him away.

Just as the ancient serpent was extremely embarrassed and at a loss, the three-inch-long Ishtar flew to Ereshkigal's chest, its fingers and palms close to the rather regrettable pair of breasts.

A thick, pink mist seeped into the goddess's core through her pores and skin.

Instantly, Ai Lei, whose pretty face had just been filled with frost and anger, became as if she were drunk, her face flushed, and her pushing movements became weak and feeble.

"Idiot, do I need to remind you of this?"

"Should I hold your hands and feet down? Go for it!"

Just as Samael's brain went blank, Ishtar, who seemed to be monopolizing her sister's breasts, gave him a disappointed reminder while shrugging her shoulders and complaining.

"This time, I'm risking my life to help you!"

"If she regains her senses and you still haven't convinced her, I'll be lucky to be stabbed to death!"

Aren't you afraid that if you fail to persuade her, she'll stab me in the back?!

The ancient snake swallowed hard, engaging in a psychological battle between being a beast and being worse than a beast, its downward thrust repeatedly pausing.

Finally, their lips were about to touch, their rough breaths exhaling onto each other's skin, bringing waves of heat.

Like a chick pecking at rice, after taking a bite of Eresh's burning cheek, Samael, seemingly having made a decision, immediately looked up with a dry laugh.

"Um, how about we ask Ellie's opinion again..."