Come On, Give Me a Kiss! 2/4

"It contains... the core of the Gugalanna!"

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 slightly, coughed, and sat up, her voice carrying a touch of cute 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 capture the core of the Heavenly Ox and see if I could use the power of the Mother of Hundred Beasts to revive it in its human form."

Samael sat down, 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 Quetzalcoatl..."

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! Boss, thank you!"

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, quietly overlooking the hustle and bustle of the city and the lush greenery of the land outside.

Ishtar, after a moment's hesitation, came to the side and continued to enjoy the Calamity Jane and peace of the night.

After a moment of silence, the goddess stroked the little beast in her arms, biting her lower lip and whispering softly, her expression lost and bewildered.

"Hey, I can't take it anymore..."

"Wouldn't that be even worse?"

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 secured your and Ereshkigal's existence, and gave you complete power over heaven and earth."

"Stay here, it is their wish, Goddess."

The ancient serpent slightly raised its hand and waved, and the jubilant crowd below excitedly rose to their feet, offering respectful glances to the Shepherd King and the goddess Zheng Xuanli, 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 brief pause, Samael's gaze turned solemn, and Zheng looked at Ishtar.

"Ahem, seeing how hard you've been working lately, 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 'Independent Manifestation' in Mesopotamia."

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

"Humans no longer need the guidance of gods, and besides, Tezcatlipoca and I still have important things to do."

Quetzalcoatl smiled faintly and shook his head gently but firmly.

Is it because of... the Mayan World?

Samael nodded thoughtfully, then nodded helplessly.

According to Aztec Script prophecies, 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?"

Quetzalcoatl 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.

"Rest assured, Mother has already laid Divine Foundation for us in Mesopotamia."

"If needed, Tezcatlipoca and I can still come."

"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, Feathered Serpent God 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, Quetzalcoatl 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 Miss Leopard Person 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!"

"Bang!"

However, before the Jaguar Man could pounce and grab, he was punched on the head by the smiling Quetzalcoatl 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 Maya Goddess.

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

"Ah, just like a person's dream, it is always completely different. Big Brother, I like to meet different people and experience different things."

"Then, I should take a look at the story of the creature and read the intricate patterns woven Human History."

"Alright, enjoy the final flower-shaped Magecraft..."

The great sage Merlin, with his eyes half-open and half-closed, exuded a carefree and unrestrained air. He then placed his 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 Heroic Spirit summoned from some possible future. Once the mission is over, I will definitely leave."

Leonidas shrugged helplessly, then stepped forward to break the slightly awkward and sentimental atmosphere. He glanced at the conflicted Anna, then blurred into nothingness and prepared to leave.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

"Roar! Sparta!"

At this moment, the soldiers on the city wall stood in neat rows, their spears striking the ground rhythmically, both as a farewell to their friends and as 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!