After all CGs are unlocked, Type-Moon's girlfriend comes to visit

At the same time, an extremely powerful magical power seemed to transform into a substantial force, locking onto him in an instant.

Alvin's body stiffened slightly, and he felt as if there was a pair of eyes full of sacred majesty looking at him from behind.

Is this... a god?

This thought quickly flashed through his mind.

The only one who could make Bai Long feel threatened was a god.

However, how could there be gods in King Marco's manor?

"Let's go now, before there's still time!"

Tristan's voice brought Alvin back to reality from his thoughts.

“I can’t leave now.”

Alvin shook his head slightly: "The other party has just locked onto me... and even if I can leave, she can't leave."

He pointed to Tiamat beside him.

If Alvin really wanted to leave, he could just activate the special power of [Night Watcher EX].

But Tiamat does not have this ability to make people completely unable to sense her breath.

Tristan lowered his head in thought for a moment, then said, "I'll help you hold her back!"

As he spoke, he turned and was about to leave the garden.

"No thanks, Tristan."

However, at this moment, Alvin reached out and pressed his shoulder.

"If I'm not mistaken, this was probably caused by King Marco. Do you want to become an enemy of your uncle now?"

As if his sore spot had been touched, Tristan stopped abruptly, his expression slightly hesitant.

"But you..."

"It's okay with me...but if possible, I do have something I'd like to ask you for help with," Alvin continued.

"What do you want me to do?" Tristan asked.

"It's very simple."

Alvin looked up at Tristan and said with a smile, "Please prepare some snacks for me... Also, remove all the shielding barriers in the garden."

Tristan was visibly stunned.

The enemy was already preparing to come...but Alvin actually asked him to help prepare some snacks?

Is he planning to invite the other party to taste Isolde's cooking skills?

"Alvin, stop joking..."

"I'm not kidding." Alvin said with a smile, "The snacks Isolde made are delicious. She seemed to be hungry just now."

Tristan's eyes unconsciously glanced at the woman next to Alvin... to be precise, it should be Loli.

Finally, he nodded gently and sighed, "I understand... just be careful."

Tristan left quickly, and shortly after that, snacks were brought in.

Alvin took a sip of his tea and glanced at Tiamat Lily who was sitting on his lap.

She seemed unaware of the approaching danger, or perhaps she didn't particularly care.

At this moment, Tiamat's attention was completely attracted by the plates of snacks on the table. Her eyes were shining, and the stars imprinted in her pupils seemed to bloom with light.

But he did not act immediately. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the young man behind him.

"Eat, these are all for you." Alvin nodded.

After getting confirmation, the blue-haired loli reached out and grabbed a piece of bread on the table, then put a piece of cut lamb into the bread and wrapped it up.

"Ah woo~"

She opened her little mouth and took a bite of half, thought for a moment, and then generously handed the other half to Alvin.

"Do you want to eat? Something with meat."

Alvin felt a little touched. For a natural foodie, being able to share food with another person meant that the person was very close to him and treated him as one of his own.

To Tiamat's surprise, this time Alvin did not refuse and swallowed the remaining half in one gulp.

Tiamat froze for a moment, looking at Alvin blankly.

No, do you really eat it?

The evil of human nature is fully displayed at this moment.

She thought Alvin would reject her like he did just now...but unexpectedly, he swallowed her up in one gulp.

Next, Tiamat did not ask Alvin whether he wanted to eat or not. Instead, she picked up a small piece of roasted lamb leg and began to nibble on it.

In the garden, at some point, a magical ripple suddenly appeared.

The magic power from the gods is approaching this place!

Alvin seemed unaware, holding the black tea in both hands, feeling the warmth brought by the afternoon sun, and sipping the black tea leisurely.

Tiamat fed the last piece of mutton into her mouth. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked at the fruit plate on the table and pointed at one of the fruits on it.

After eating mutton, your mouth will be full of mutton smell, so you naturally need to eat some fruit to offset it.

Tima really knows how to enjoy herself... Alvin said, "Do you want some grapes?"

Seeing Tiamat nod slightly, Alvin reached out and grabbed the fruit bowl.

However, at this moment, a figure approached rapidly from outside the garden!

Her speed was so fast that she left a trail of afterimages in the air.

Just as Alvin reached out to pick up a grape on the table, a tender white foot stepped on the back of his hand.

Then, he kicked Alvin's hand away, and the grapes fell to the ground while rolling.

Tiamat was stunned for a moment, then slowly looked up at the uninvited guest in front of her.

The bright red eyes seemed to dim all of a sudden.

At the same time, Alvin quickly reached out and held Tiamat in his arms. After seeing the appearance of the goddess in front of him, his expression suddenly became nervous.

Ishtar stood on the table, her black twin ponytails seemed to be stained with a layer of sacred luster in the sunlight, and at this moment she was like a goddess descending.

She looked down at the boy in front of her with a condescending smile, her lips curled up in a haughty arc: "You knew I had locked onto you, but you still weren't scared enough to hide..."

"From the looks of it, you must be the White Dragon of Britain."

Ishtar raised one of her delicate feet and spoke again with the air of a superior:

"Look at your stunned look. Are you mesmerized by the beauty of this goddess? I'll give you a chance. If you lick this foot of mine clean now, I can consider letting you and your companions go."

Alvin was indeed a little confused at this moment.

He thought that King Marco might have summoned a god, and he also speculated which god King Marco had summoned...

However, he never expected that the nobleman would summon the beloved goddess Venus in Mesopotamian mythology.

Seeing that Alvin still had a subtle expression, Ishtar frowned slightly, thinking that this kid might have been scared silly by her. How come he couldn't say a word after such a long time?

Ishtar looked at Alvin for a few times, and soon noticed the tension in his expression. He kept looking down at the girl in his arms.

"Oh?"

As if realizing something, Ishtar's mouth curled up in a happy arc.

"It seems this is your lover... No wonder you're so nervous."

"Let go and let me see what she looks like."

She spoke in a commanding tone.

Alvin hesitated and said, "I'm sorry...but she doesn't like being peeped by outsiders-"

"Do you think this goddess is discussing this with you now?"

Ishtar refused to give in and used one hand to pry away Alvin's hands that were protecting Tiamat.

Soon, Ishtar looked at the blue-haired girl in the boy's arms with great interest.

She had no makeup on her face, her long blue hair casually draped, she had a petite and cute figure, and her temperament was a little natural and cute, but her usually bright red eyes were now a little dim.

She stared at Ishtar silently.

"You're actually a little loli... Your taste is quite unique~"

When Ishtar said this, she reached out and rubbed the blue-haired loli's head.

Then, her movements suddenly froze.

Wait a minute……

Why does this magic feel so familiar...?

Ishtar looked at Tiamat in confusion.

Tiamat was watching her too.

Then slowly, an indescribable aura of horror emanated from Tiamat's body.

The magic power originating from the beginning of creation came upon you in an instant.

Ishtar's heart was beating violently, as if she had thought of something, and huge waves exploded in her heart.

The smile on her face gradually froze.

"……Mother?"

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The grapes rolled to the ground and smashed onto a stone at the corner of the table, splashing out sweet juice.

Along with the shattering, it seemed that Tiamat's heart was also shattered.

She stared at the grape on the corner of the table, tears seemed to be glistening in the corners of her eyes.

Boom...

It wasn't just Tiamat whose weather was turning from sunny to cloudy. The sky had been sunny just a moment ago, but now it was gradually covered by lead-colored clouds.

Tiamat slowly lowered her head and picked up the grapes that had fallen on the ground. She then glanced at the arrogant goddess who was standing on the table and kicking over the fruit plate.

Then slowly, the pair of originally bright and charming red eyes seemed to gradually become dim.

Ishtar's body stiffened, the arrogant expression on her face long gone.

She twitched the corners of her mouth slightly. After realizing the identity of the woman in front of her, she appeared calm on the surface, but in fact, her heart was already in turmoil.

Why is my mother here?!

At this moment, a cry of despair came from deep within Ishtar's heart.

Ishtar, in Mesopotamian mythology, is the goddess most favored by the gods.

In a sense, her experience can be said to be the exact opposite of Tiamat's.

The former has been loved and admired since birth, while the latter... was exiled after creating everything and wandered in the imaginary world.

Although she had never seen Tiamat since she was born, Ishtar was no stranger to the fluctuations of this magical power.

After all, that was the awe etched deep in the souls of the gods of Uruk, even Ishtar was no exception.