Can I Get a Refund?

"Hehe, this world is getting more and more interesting."

"The Triple Goddess Alliance, intent on destroying humanity and dominating this land..."

"High above, they sat watching the turbulent rise and fall of the Gods of Babylon..."

"The Sumer city-states, fragile and vulnerable, never ceased their resistance..."

"Now, there is another Origin Goddess pities the life of the earth and hopes to stand on the side of humanity..."

"What a magnificent spectacle! I can hardly wait to see your performance."

Gilgamesh his distracting thoughts, straightened his back, his demeanor suddenly became solemn, and his tone was low.

"Alright, as a participant in the game, Tiamat's divine child is qualified."

"If you can truly Shatter the Triple Goddess Alliance and rewrite the destiny of Uruk, what harm is there in me agreeing to your request!"

Destiny...

When Samael heard this word, which had been unintentionally emphasized and imbued with special emotion, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt crept into his heart.

Could it be that, compared to the Triple Goddess Alliance, this vague and ethereal term is what Gilgamesh fears even more?

The "Triple Goddess Alliance" was merely a prophetic means of destroying the Sumer era.

The roots of the poisonous tree that bear this evil are actually what is called "destiny".

Even if they do dismantle the Triple Goddess Alliance, a new threat may still be brewing in the shadows!

Perhaps, only when Uruk truly comes to an end will the calamity-bringing poisonous tree of destiny cease its growth and wither away on its own.

As he pondered, the ancient serpent's mood gradually sank to the bottom.

Combined with the previous cryptic statements by Holy Prostitute Shamhat regarding King of Kings Marduk, and the Fate Tablet in his possession.

His guess is very likely correct.

Even if Mother Goddess Tiamat gives up on returning and sides with humanity, truly resolving the crisis will probably not be so simple.

Furthermore, various signs indicate that the "Triple Goddess Alliance" is merely a tool used to achieve a specific goal.

This so-called terror is like an iceberg floating on the surface of the sea—just a tiny speck.

The real threat lies hidden in the unfathomable darkness; only by gazing into the abyss can one catch a glimpse of its sinister outline.

It seems a bit too early to board this wrecked ship, Uruk.

Samael, feeling a vague unease, sensed a chill creeping down his neck and instinctively shrank back, then regretted his actions.

Immediately, the ancient serpent glanced at Gilgamesh on the throne out of the corner of its eye, its lips moving as a muttered thought rose in its throat.

King Gilgamesh, um, I just wanted to ask, is it possible to get a refund?

"Hey, Tiamat's divine child, weren't you planning to help dismantle the alliance of the Three Goddesses?"

"Since you're so interesting, feel free to share your thoughts."

When the summons came from the throne, Samael's expression turned solemn. He stepped forward, stood before a miniature map drawn from several clay tablets on the table, and began to speak eloquently.

Under the guise of being guided by the god Tiamat, the ancient serpent recounted the precious information it had compiled through its foresight.

First, King Gilgamesh nodded repeatedly in agreement as he listened to the introduction of the general background of the Triple Goddess Alliance and their respective weaknesses.

Secondly, with detailed intelligence as the basis for decision-making, the subsequent policies undoubtedly become more reliable and credible.

Sure enough, the eight-character mantra of "bribery," "winning over," "dividing," and "attacking" immediately caused even the usually aloof and arrogant Gilgamesh to have a glint in his eyes.

"Brilliant! Brilliant! This way, the Triple Goddess Alliance will collapse without a fight. As long as we proceed according to plan, we can at least win half the battle!"

Merlin, who had woken up at some unknown time and was eavesdropping behind the clay tablet map, couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration. He then pulled out a few handwritten tablets with scribbles and corrections from a stack of clay tablets and handed them to Samael.

The vague keywords above vaguely reveal some similar ideas about how to divide the goddess and dismantle the anti-human alliance.

The White Nightmare, staff in hand, paced around the two, lost in thought, a hint of satisfaction in his expression.

"In fact, before this, King Gilgamesh had similar ideas about how to dismantle the alliance of the Three Goddesses."

"You two are almost in the same boat when it comes to thinking."

"It seems we're all destined to be on the same path."

Before Samael could respond, Gilgamesh raised his hand and turned the several clay tablets inscribed with his handwriting into dust, then rolled his eyes at the old swindler.

"Shut up, Merlin. I know my place."

"These so-called Clay Tablet are at best random thoughts written on a whim, far less detailed and reliable than this guy's strategy."

"Moreover, my perspective is rather isolated, while the answer I just gave was a complete and mature system."

"This credit should be his, it's rightfully his!"

"Whether it's acknowledging its excellence or being willing to risk everything to attach oneself to Tiamat."

"I will not break the promise I have made!"

Great Sage skilled at playing both sides, who could avoid offending either, smiled sheepishly and bowed respectfully.

"King Gilgamesh, your wisdom and intelligence are comparable to the sun that shines over Mesopotamia."

"If you utter another word, I won't mind reliving the feeling of Tyrant and chop off your head right now!"

Gilgamesh crossed his arms and sneered, uttering a harsh remark that silenced the old swindler.

"However, you have reminded me..."

Immediately, the thoughtful Heroic King subconsciously raised his hand and called out.

"Siduri, bring me that blank clay tablet. I want to Shiki establish a contract with this boy!"

"Uh, Your Majesty, Lady Siduri has rushed to the sacrificial site and stopped the great Goddess Ishtar from plundering it."

Samael looked around at the empty space and, out of helplessness, kindly offered a reminder.

Gilgamesh's face darkened as unpleasant memories were stirred up, and his lips twitched slightly.

"Tsk, what a troublesome woman!"

"Fine, Merlin, you take it!"

Upon hearing this, the nightmare demon standing to one side seemed to have received some glorious appointment, and with a beaming smile, searched the inner court for that blank clay tablet.

Samael stared at the old swindler's flamboyant figure receding into the distance, overwhelmed with mixed feelings, speechless.

No wonder everyone from King Arthur to the entire Knights of the Round Table both loved and hated this Great Sage.

He's reliable, but when trouble comes, he wants to abandon the mess and run away. He avoids problems whenever possible, and his ability to slack off and take a nap is top-notch.

While he might seem unreliable, this guy always seems to have a knack for discerning situations from the smallest details, offering guidance and assistance in times of crisis, displaying the demeanor of a wise man.

For example, this time, Merlin clearly intended to confirm the cooperation between King Gilgamesh and the Tiamat, and also reminded him to find this Heroic King draw up a written agreement.

But Samael couldn't figure out whether this guy was just there to watch the show more excitingly or genuinely trying to help.

Unwittingly, the ancient snake caught sight of the pastries and dried meat on Anna's table, and its face darkened.

The quantity is incorrect; one-third is missing.

Moreover, when he was discussing strategies with Gilgamesh, it seemed that only the white-haired nightmare was present at the crime scene.

No wonder this guy looked so happy when he heard he was going to be sent to find a blank clay tablet.

Tsk, why think so much?

Merlin might as well just die!