Going All In!
So you think this temple was built just to make money?
As the priestess retreated in disarray, a priest beside her cautiously stepped forward to offer a reminder.
"Lord Ishtar, that is true, but these still belong to Uruk's property, and the shrines are all registered."
"If the king blames us..."
Ishtar glanced briefly at the Royal Palace Divine Tower, put her hands on her hips, proudly raised her chin, and grinned smugly.
"Blame him? Am I afraid of him?"
"Hmph, that Gilgamesh guy just fought with the Chain of Heaven. Both of them were seriously injured and couldn't even take care of their health."
"What's wrong with me taking the property of my own temple? Let him bite me if he wants!"
The priest moved his lips, but remained silent.
"Hey, wait a minute, why are you only focused on squeezing your own land? That's so pathetic!"
Suddenly, the goddess seemed to remember something and tapped her head in annoyance.
Goddess, you finally realize you're shameful?
It wasn't easy, it really wasn't easy. Thank you, God Anu, for your guidance!
The priestesses and priests on both sides couldn't help but burst into tears, and a look of relief gradually appeared on their faces.
"Idiot! The Royal Palace Divine Tower and the sacrificial site! How could I forget about those two places!"
Even if we can't find the Treasury of Babylon, there are still plenty of good things there!
Ishtar suddenly realized what was happening and immediately jumped onto the skywalker Ma'anna, flying excitedly towards the next robbery scene.
The priestess and priestess, left standing alone, froze, looking at each other in bewilderment. Finally, they embraced and wept bitterly, their tears of sorrow flowing uncontrollably.
Why did you have to choose a clergy position of all things?! And of all places, it has to be this godforsaken Uruk!
As soon as the Third Storm arrived, their divine favor vanished.
Afterwards, the Head Shrine Maiden, unwilling to accept this situation, decided to use spirit summoning, angrily giving away her first kill and also angering the Heroic King.
Since the start of the Babylonia War, these orphans, unloved by gods and men, have put in a great deal of effort to wash away the negative impression in King Gilgamesh's eyes.
Magic Potion, gems, coins, and food were hauled to the sacrificial site in truckloads, and manpower was always conscripted at full capacity.
Moreover, even in such a dangerous place as the Demonic Beast Front, they had to grit their teeth and charge forward.
Therefore, the number of shrine maidens and priests who died or were injured was second only to that of soldiers.
As a result, just when he had finally turned around the bad impression and was about to see the light at the end of the tunnel, the goddess he served, Giddens, came over and personally ransacked his temple.
What kind of nonsense is this?!
They've lived all their lives, reciting the great deeds and sublimity of the gods from the Clay Tablet every day, and this is the first time they've ever seen a goddess scraping their own land!
King Gilgamesh needed supplies, the warrior camp needed manpower, and when the goddess arrived, she almost demolished and packed up the house.
When did we become such easy prey? So everyone wants to take advantage of us? We can't live like this anymore!
The witch and the priest looked at the dilapidated temple riddled with holes of all sizes, their hearts filled with grief and indignation.
What kind of clergy is this! If anyone dares to tell me that serving God is a good job, I'll smash their head in!
At this moment, Samael, who was gazing at the scene of the robbery, watched as the ruthless female bandit left behind a mess before driving her vehicle to commit crimes elsewhere. He couldn't help but lower his head and mentally complain.
"Teacher, was she this despicable before she slew the spirit?"
"Well..."
The ghostly Holy Prostitute Shamhat, who was brought into the Soul Cage this time, had smoke shifting across her face. She choked for a while before covering her face and speaking.
"No, it can't be that bad..."
Are you sure?
"Perhaps... maybe... possibly?"
Samael was speechless and raised his hand to his forehead.
In orthodox Sumerian Mythology, the great Goddess Ishtar was truly despicable. She did nothing good that the Uruk people could praise, but instead caused a lot of trouble.
The most famous incident was undoubtedly her personal grudge that led to the descent of the Bull of Heaven to ravage Mesopotamia for seven years.
Even now, thanks to the spirit possession, the foreign girl who served as the host has given Ishtar humanity.
However, nature is hard to change, and the container itself has an unusual fondness for gemstones, which has created this special existence.
It has to be said that Ishtar has once again challenged his worldview.
The ancient serpent calmed its strange emotions, pointed to the ravaged temple, and turned to the messenger, muttering to itself.
"You saw and heard everything just now? Aren't you going to do anything about it?"
"But she's a goddess! Offending her will bring disaster..."
The soldier nodded, but his expression was hesitant.
"Therefore, immediately inform King Gilgamesh and the High Priestess Siduri of this matter and let them decide!"
Samael rolled his eyes and gave a curt reminder.
"Ah! Yes, yes! I'll do it right away!"
The soldier suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly nodded, but after taking a few steps, he hesitated and looked back at the two people still standing there.
"I know the way to the Royal Palace Divine Tower, you'd better hurry up!"
"If it gets any later, I'm worried the pillars of the sacrificial site will be torn down."
Samael waved his hand casually, and the messenger, thinking of the consequences of letting the goddess run wild, immediately broke out in a cold sweat and ran as fast as he could towards the Royal Palace Divine Tower to report the news.
On the way, he and Anna strolled leisurely, casually snacking on their food to finish their late breakfast.
When the two leisurely arrived at the entrance of the Royal Palace Divine Tower, they were shocked to see Siduri, with her beautiful face, leading a large group of Magecraft, rushing towards the sacrificial site.
Having such a guardian deity in the city is truly...
Samael shook his head, then calmed himself and put the matter out of his mind.
At the same time, the inference that was confirmed in the process made him both worried and happy.
Even Ishtar's rampage and extortion didn't deter King Gilgamesh, suggesting he was indeed seriously injured.
Furthermore, the old swindlers Merlin and Leonidas, who have suffered severe damage, are probably not much better off.
Uruk's defenses have now been reduced to rock bottom.
But fortune and misfortune are intertwined; this crisis is also an opportunity for me to increase my stakes and turn things around.
So, it's time to go all in!
The ancient serpent took Anna's fingertips in its hand and, with a steady gait, walked step by step toward the majestic and solemn Royal Palace Divine Tower.
As the light and shadow cut through the space, Samael entered the hall.
The vast royal court was unusually quiet, with only Gilgamesh, who was still reviewing the Clay Tablet as usual, and the nightmare demon, who was dozing off with his staff in his arms.
"Heroic King of Uruk, it is a pleasure to see you are well."
The ancient serpent stepped forward and bowed slightly in greeting.
"Heroic King? Are you deciding to speak to the King of the Second Rank under a different identity?"
Gilgamesh put down the Clay Tablet in his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked down with great interest at the figure standing in the center of the royal court.
"What should the King call you?"
"The refugees from the ruins of Babylon... the Slaughterhouse Butcher... the heroes of Uruk..."
"Or... a spy for the Beast Goddess?"
A chilling aura swept across the throne and through the hall. Merlin, who had been dozing in the corner, slightly opened his eyes, as if waking from a dream.
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