Loli Feeding Operation

"Kingu?"

"You just said his name was Kingu? The legendary son of Tiamat?! The Progenitor of Humanity?!"

In the faint morning light, on a slightly dry clearing in a reed field, the Soul Cage shook violently, and the Holy Prostitute Shamhat muttered in disbelief.

"Yes, and to be precise, it's Enkidu's body that's being used as a vessel, with Kingu's soul as the dominant force."

Samael, sitting alone on the corpse of a Soul Eater Beast, glanced at the wound on his body that was healing. With a sigh, he opened his lips to reply.

Shamhat, who had floated out of the cage, had a mocking and sorrowful expression on her face.

"Heh, to awaken the soul fragments of the Progenitor of Humanity and stuff that hatred into Enkidu's body."

"The Chains of Heaven, which once brought prosperity and peace to Uruk, have now become a demon that slaughters the Sumerian city-states."

"What a cruel irony..."

Then, the Holy Prostitute, who had guided Enkidu to awaken his humanity, pursed her cherry lips.

"Perhaps, as a persecuted deity, Kingu has the right to take revenge on this land."

"But she shouldn't have used that child's body to do this!"

"Enkidu was a hero who saved Uruk; he shouldn't bear such a stigma..."

Samael picked a blade of grass and wiped the berry in his hand, shaking his head as he ate. A strange glint flickered in his eyes.

"You can't say that entirely..."

"The true son of Tiamat, Kingu, no longer exists. Even by gathering soul fragments, it's unlikely they can fully construct a complete consciousness."

"This means that while she can control this body, she might be influenced by Enkidu's residual memories and supplemented by scattered soul fragments..."

Shamhat's eyebrows shot up, and she coldly eyed the ancient serpent beside her.

"Don't slander her!"

"Enkidu is a good child; she would never do something that easily harms humans!"

Samael pressed his forehead and rolled his eyes sideways.

"Teacher, I told you, Kingu is the one taking the lead."

"The soul remnants preserved within that shell by Enkidu, even if they wanted to stop her, would likely be unconscious instincts with no real power to resist. The actual blame shouldn't fall on her."

"Of course, if she appears with that face, I have no idea what the Sumerians whose cities were destroyed will think."

"Also, you seem to have missed the main point!"

The ancient serpent threw the fruit pit into the reeds, his gaze deep.

"Souls, memories, emotions – these are things even gods can't fully grasp..."

"For example, the Ishtar who descended is seventy percent divine will and thirty percent humanity. The host's consciousness even changed Ereshkigal's original, more somber nature..."

"Now, Kingu can indeed control Enkidu. In the future, who influences whom, who can say for sure?"

Could it be?!

Shamhat's eyes lit up with brilliance, and she gazed intently at her good student.

Samael leaned back on his arms, stretched his waist, and turned his head, revealing a comforting smile as he whispered softly, "Kingu's resentment should have been directed at the gods. She might not necessarily harbor intense hatred towards humans."

"Conquering territories and destroying cities might simply be her way of reclaiming the divine foundations that were once divided from these blood descendants."

"Hatred not aimed at the true targets of revenge will ultimately be too weak. How can it compare to the conviction to protect humanity until death?"

"The more she experiences, and the more harm she brings to this land, the more likely it is to trigger the instinctive resistance of the residual consciousness within this body."

The ancient serpent looked up at the red light breaking through the horizon, his vertical pupils filled with anticipation.

"One is the Progenitor of Humanity filled with resentment, and the other is a guardian hero born for humanity."

"Kingu's appearance might be an opportunity for Enkidu..."

"Will Kingu fall into complete madness for revenge, or will Enkidu awaken her instincts and reclaim control of the body with that incomplete humanity and kindness?"

"Everything is yet to be known..."

According to history, during her rampages, Kingu was constantly influenced by surfacing memories, eventually awakening her human side and opposing the goddess Tiamat.

This time, she hoped that kindness would truly dispel the resentment and prevent further regrets and scars on the Mesopotamian world.

"She definitely can!"

"That child can resist even the will of gods. How could mere resentment possibly corrupt such pure kindness!"

Shamhat clasped her fingers together in front of her chest, pacing back and forth, murmuring excitedly, her face beaming with a unique radiance.

"Teacher, this is just one possibility. Don't get too carried away."

"As things stand, Kingu is still our enemy. Any carelessness could be fatal!"

The ancient serpent couldn't help but pour cold water on her, extinguishing her current fantasy. A slight sourness welled up in his heart.

We're both students, but the difference in treatment is too great!

"Tiamat is better, though!"

Samael, feeling a touch wistful, sent a thread of resonance to the line within his mind.

"Mother Goddess is just a tool being used. There's no need to vent that resentment on innocent humans."

"Don't you want to free her from this pain, too?"

An invisible resonance traveled along the anchor line, reaching the sea of consciousness within the ancient serpent's mind, spreading out in ripples.

Samael nodded slightly, his gaze towards the distant red sun now holding a measure of solemnity.

I will be the one to end this feud, so that Destiny, which looms over the world, no longer plays only a mournful song.

Following that, the ancient serpent stroked the clay tablet inscribed with the message of the Temple of Blood, his heart churning.

One was a false Mother Goddess, the true Divine Child.

One was the true Mother Goddess, the false Divine Child.

One was lost in resentment, launching a revenge against the world.

The other faced their true heart, willing to give each other a chance to choose anew.

These two pairs of mothers and children, one real and one false, true and untrue, were heading in opposite directions, drifting further and further apart.

Destiny, huh? Let me try to deceive it!

The ancient serpent raised one hand towards the red sun, slowly clenching his fist, capturing that light in his palm, the corner of his mouth curling into a playful arc.

Someone's coming!

Shamhat detected the approaching aura and immediately retreated into the Soul Cage, not forgetting to warn Samael.

Samael casually lowered his arm, waited for a moment, then turned to look into the distance, stretched his limbs, and got up to meet them.

At this moment, Anna, the purple-haired loli clutching a large bundle of dry reeds, suddenly felt her hands lighten, and her vision gradually cleared.

The new companion who had unexpectedly joined them outside the Kusa village was smiling faintly at her, showing goodwill.

"Th-thank you..."

The little girl's outward appearance was reserved and aloof, but in reality, when one truly interacted with her, her personality was shy and gentle.

"Don't mention it! You've saved me twice, I don't even know what I can do to repay you..."

Samael's tone was slightly chiding, dispelling some of the distance between them. He beckoned Anna to come to the open space to rest for a bit, and handed her some berries he had gathered nearby to quench her thirst.

The sweet and sour taste, along with the abundant juice, caused the little loli, who hesitated before accepting the berries, to narrow her eyes after a few bites and unconsciously speed up her eating.

Hearing the crunching sounds, Samael chuckled softly and handed her the remaining few berries.

In their team, no one was more familiar with the Sumerian era than Shamhat, the Holy Prostitute within the Soul Cage.

Finding berries and distinguishing between poisonous and non-poisonous ones was incredibly simple for her.

"By the way, where's Merlin?"

Seeing no sign of the Great Sage anywhere around, Samael asked curiously.

"He's fishing in the swamp. He said he wanted to compensate us for our hard work last night and wanted to use local materials to make a good meal..."

Anna replied casually while munching on the berries.

"Fishing in the swamp? What fishing rod does he have?"

"He's using that staff. For this guy who's good at crafting items, making a fishing line and hook isn't difficult."

"Uh, I don't know what to say..."

Samael looked towards the swaying reeds, his mouth twitching slightly.

This guy is seriously slacking off! What kind of irresponsible magician is this?

"Ah-choo!"

At the same time, the Great Sage, sitting by the swamp and fishing, felt an inexplicable itch in his nose and sneezed heavily.

Strange, could it be that some beautiful woman is thinking of me?

Alas, Big Brother is too popular, it's quite troublesome.

The succubus raised a hand to rub his nose, then stroked his chin, muttering self-indulgently.