Please, Just Be Human! 3/3
"This Empress is a proponent of war. She is capable and shrewd. As long as Assyria is militarily strong and its national power is great, trouble will inevitably come to the Israel sooner or later. Do you understand?"
Samael grinned sinisterly, his expression extremely cunning.
Their eyes met, and they nodded knowingly.
They merely bestowed a slight blessing upon the Queen of the Gods of Babylon, doing nothing else and remaining completely detached from human competition.
Even if Marduk had the Fate Tablet, it wouldn't be so easy to pinpoint their location if he wanted to speculate.
As for why Semiramis was chosen as an indirect agent to restrain Israel.
The ancient serpent, with its foresight and wisdom, subtly raised the corners of its lips.
In the Old Testament, it is said that during its expansion, the Assyrian Empire destroyed the ten tribes of Northern Kingdom of Israel after the division of the kingdom, and drove 27,000 wealthy people from Samaria (the capital of the Northern Kingdom of Israel) to migrate to various parts of Assyria.
At that time, the King of Judah in the south believed that Jerusalem was a high and fortified city with ample food and troops, and would not be easy to conquer in a short time. Moreover, the city was small and he offered 2.4 tons of gold to save it, thus avoiding disaster.
Therefore, protecting that Assyrian Empress was tantamount to digging the grave of the Kingdom of Israel and interfering with the monotheistic tradition.
Such a small investment could yield huge returns; he was certainly willing to make the investment in the war.
Speaking of which, we should thank a certain Lighthouse Nation in the future for their guidance; they are professionals at causing trouble.
Although they appreciated Solomon's self-sacrifice, it was only natural that Assyria, who believed in the Gods of Babylon, would help their own people drive out the heretical enemies, Israel.
The fact that the gods of the underworld didn't personally go and slaughter Israel, giving humanity a chance to compete, is already quite generous.
After the hidden seed was planted, the oppressive feeling that had been hanging over everyone in the Underworld gradually dissipated, and the atmosphere became lively again.
Everyone then started chatting about various topics, exchanging private words with Anna as she grew up, and smiles and warmth gradually bloomed on the faces of the participants in the tea party.
They talked a lot throughout the long night.
Sometimes they reminisce about the years they fought side by side in Uruk, sometimes they talk about the unforgettable food of Mesopotamia, sometimes they mention how they protected humanity, how they gradually aged, and how they gradually died peacefully...
During the visit, the two questions asked the most were about the current situation of the Mother Goddess Tiamat and Anna's developmental issues.
Seeing Medusa, who was insecure about her body, made him feel ashamed and indignant.
The rumor that massaging breasts could make them bigger spread like wildfire, threatening to engulf him. Samael, with a dark expression, signaled to the High Priestess Siduri, in his capacity as Shepherd King, to take action.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After three sharp, resounding flicks of the wrist, the instigator Shamhat, along with the gullible Ereshkigal and Ishtar, each clutched their heads and fell silent in repentance.
After calming down the atmosphere of the tea party, Medusa joined the girls' group chat and talked about topics that interested them.
After a long and arduous night of work, Gilgamesh finally finished several baskets of clay tablets, and then his brow relaxed as he stretched.
This isn't a 9-to-5 job, nor is it 996; it's 24/7/007! That's tough!
When Samael saw the current living conditions of this Wise King, his eyes showed pity, and he felt somewhat guilty.
"Hey! What's with that expression? Are you trying to pity the King?!"
However, this subtle expression was instantly caught by Gilgamesh's sharp eyes.
Heroic King, who had been harboring a burning rage in his heart, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, and a sinister smile on his lips.
"A birthday, huh? I remember the image of the Demon King possesses a cursed Noble Phantasm..."
As he spoke, Gilgamesh turned his head and opened Golden Vortex, making a motion as if searching for the cursed treasure.
"Uh, it's Anna's birthday, not mine!"
"Anyway, you have to handle it first. At worst, the King can just cast another curse."
"You should just be a decent human being!"
Faced with Gilgamesh's eagerness to try, Samael immediately rolled his eyes, extinguishing any sympathy he might have felt.
Since they can't die anyway, and most of the legacies of the various kingdoms on earth are related to Sumer culture, theoretically those ghosts can all be regarded as spiritual Sumerians.
It's your own family matter, so you should worry about it yourself.
"Speaking of which, you didn't set up this long-term Spirit Communication just to celebrate that girl's birthday, did you?"
After venting his frustration slightly, Heroic King propped his chin up with one hand, looked at the Twin Kings of Uruk who had shifted all the blame onto him, and asked in a low voice.
Samael hesitated for a moment, glanced at Medusa who was chatting easily with Ishtar and the others, and slowly nodded.
Trans- World Bubble Spirit Communication is not only extremely difficult, but also consumes a great deal of energy.
The technique was operating constantly, intensely burning the divine core he had painstakingly searched for.
This is a supplement for him and Tina to refine their divine power.
After sorting out his thoughts, the ancient serpent recounted the situation he was facing to Gilgamesh.
Those few people over there have unstable IQs and can't be relied on, but we can get their opinions and views from Gilgamesh.
"Therefore, the monstrous King Typhon has set his sights on the Arima's Cave where you reside, lurking in the shadows, watching you with predatory intent..."
"Is your choice to make a pact with Zeus, the king of the gods, to overthrow Olympus and use Zeus to counterbalance Typhon?"
The Heroic King tapped his right knuckles on the floor, lost in thought.
Samael nodded slightly, somewhat helplessly.
"Compared to Zeus, Typhon posed a greater threat; that monster king intended to plunge the Greeks back into chaos."
"Moreover, Zeus is at least negotiable, but Typhon wants to devour Anna and Athena to Good God divinity."
"Tsk, I thought I could sit back and watch Typhon and Zeus fight it out first, but that guy came a bit too suddenly."
"Since we are forced to take sides, let's choose the lesser of two evils."
"However, this is only temporary."
Gilgamesh listened to the snake's complaints, a smile playing on his lips, and his mood brightened considerably.
I'm relieved to know you're having such a rough time.
However, the Heroic King, feeling the last vestige of his conscience, glanced at the birthday boy on the other end of the Spirit Communication, his brow furrowing slightly.
"If you go to Olympus, will Anna and the Mother Goddess be in danger?"
Samael picked up the crystal dew, took a small sip to moisten his throat, and then responded earnestly.
"Don't worry, as long as we dispel their initial doubts, it's safer to be in the dark."
"Besides, taking sides is just a way of showing support for Olympus, giving Typhon a false impression. Would I be foolish enough to reveal my true colors?"
"The three Mother Goddess, Athena and Anna, have special identities. If I were to reveal them to them, Zeus would probably chop me up before Typhon even arrives!"
"Therefore, I am merely speaking on behalf of the Crypt Olympus Arima, representing Arima's Cave, in the name of the Serpent Mother and Themis, to express my submission to their rule."
The ancient snake paused, its eyes darting around as it coughed.
"Besides, think about it! Olympus, Shiki site! The largest mountain in Greece! The conditions there are excellent!"
"The job is permanent, there is no internship period, and you can start working directly with a certificate. It is just used to solve the employment problem of the Offspring of Divine Monsters."
"The little ones have all grown up, and this swamp is only so big. They're all tired of staying here, and the Serpent Mother wants to send them out to be independent..."
"See, isn't that perfect?"
The more something bad was said, the more Gilgamesh's eyelids twitched.
He felt like he had been tricked by the "job assignment," and he always felt that this guy was not at ease.
In an instant, Heroic King wanted to recite the exact words that the guy had yelled at him earlier.
You should just be a decent human being!