Chapter 592

I've been scammed.

The power that Ereshkigal received was the plague Authority borrowed by the Sun God in order to invade the Underworld.

Thus, Ereshkigal was originally created as the Death God, further acquired the power of calamity known as plague, becoming a thoroughly dark and evil goddess.

Although it was a painful memory, Shirou believed it wasn't entirely without value.

Now that the Sun God has departed from the earth's surface, Ereshkigal is the deity in this world with the deepest connection to the sun.

Since the goddess of the Underworld has limited divinity, let's grant Ereshkigal new divinity.

The Sun God, a supreme being in many civilizations and religions such as Egypt, South America, Japan, and Buddhism, undoubtedly possesses a divine nature comparable to the concept of the sky.

Therefore, in order for Ereshkigal to reign as the sun goddess on earth—

The Queen the Underworld was sunbathing in her temple.

Shirou, riding on Ereshkigal's back, was applying some kind of oil to her.

At first glance, it looks like sunscreen, but it actually has completely opposite effects.

It can absorb sunlight better—so it should be called a sun-enhancing oil.

Ereshkigal's revealing prostitute's outfit was also prepared for today's sunbathing.

A neck as white as porcelain, and collarbones as delicate as a work of art.

A slender and elegant waist, and long, shapely thighs.

Most of the goddess's noble and beautiful body was now completely exposed to the sunlight, and was also being touched by Shirou's hands.

"Hmm... Haa...?"

At first, I could tolerate it, but before long, her behavior started to look strange.

"Hehe, Ereshkigal made a very pleasant sound!"

Tiamat said, resting her chin on her hands.

She was not given sunscreen by Shirou.

In fact, Tiamat didn't even need to wear that outfit.

It was simply to prevent Ereshkigal from feeling too embarrassed to wear it alone.

"If only Ereshkigal is wearing this outfit, she'll definitely feel even more awkward."

"Understood, Mother will wear it with Ereshkigal!"

The naive Tiamat didn't realize this, although the main reason was "not wanting Ereshkigal to be embarrassed."

But Shirou also had his own ulterior motives—he wanted to see Tiamat wear this kind of clothing too.

"Strange sound... That's because Shirou's technique is... Waaah!"

The number of souls preserved in this Underworld is now ten times that of the past, Ereshkigal works very hard every day to manage them.

So while receiving Shirou's application and massage, Ereshkigal felt so comfortable that his shoulders would occasionally tremble.

Seeing her like that, Tiamat was also a little tempted.

"Shirou, could you help me apply it later?"

"A massage is fine."

"Alright~ After Ereshkigal, it's my turn~"

"Waaah... Can I finish this already?"

Ereshkigal begged for mercy again, Shirou thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, let's rest for half an hour... I'll come back to apply it for you later."

As the boy rose from her back, the goddess of the Underworld regained her breathing and spoke softly.

"Ah, it's not that I hate being touched by you... in fact, I'm quite happy about it..."

Shirou's sudden enthusiasm has caught me off guard; I wasn't mentally prepared for it...

"By the way, how come you're so calm?!"

"I'm very nervous too, but if I show it, it might make the goddess feel uneasy."

"... snort."

Shirou's ability to remain calm was probably partly due to his intimate relationship with Ishtar.

Although the two goddesses have very different personalities and auras, their physical attributes and panting voices are exactly the same.

That is why Shirou was able to remain focused and undistracted.

This, however, made Ereshkigal feel somewhat resentful.

"Waaaaah... I will definitely evolve into a super powerful goddess..."

I want to... I want to make Shirou completely infatuated with me, and wipe away my shame... cooooo

"Shirou ~ Come here quickly~"

Tiamat urged her again.

"I'm here... Huh?"

Shirou turned around and saw that Tiamat had transformed back into her adult form from her girl form.

He was initially worried about whether it was appropriate to ride on a Larva, but now he no longer has that worry at all.

The mature body of the Goddess of Creation, so alluring that one didn't know where to look, was now lying right in front of Shirou.

The overwhelming presence of certain parts contrasts sharply with the delicate curves of the Babylon- style dancer's costume.

"... Gulp." Shirou swallowed hard.

"Hmph, such a big difference in attitude."

The Queen the Underworld's discontented protests reached his ears, but Shirou couldn't care less about that now.

"It's... it's about to happen!"

"Come on, Shirou?"

The red-haired boy nodded, then walked over to Tiamat and mounted her.

As evening approached, the sunbathing in the Underworld finally came to an end.

Under the influence of the sun-enhancing oil, Ereshkigal's skin changed from a dazzling white, like snow, to a wheat-colored tan.

Compared to her previous lively and youthful appearance, she now has a subtle air of timidity, possessing a unique charm in both aspects.

Shirou asked, "What changes do you feel? It's like a continuous flow of power coming out of your body?"

Ereshkigal frowned, tried it briefly, and then shook his head.

Just as Shirou sensed, the Spirit Origin the goddess of the Underworld had not changed, nor had any Sun God divinity been added.

"It failed."

"It failed..."

"It's a pity."

Ereshkigal restored her skin to its white color.

As the goddess of death, she can manipulate her body at will, so sunbathing for the sake of appearance is meaningless.

"I'm sorry, Shirou, you were so considerate of me."

"There's no need for Ereshkigal to apologize; I was being too demanding."

"No, if I try a little harder..."

As the two took responsibility, Tiamat interjected, "Although it wasn't successful, we had a lot of fun this afternoon! Let's play together as a trio next time!"

"That's true."

"Um."

Shirou and Ereshkigal exchanged a smile.

Let's think of another way next time.

"One day, I will create the strongest version of my goddess (Ereshkigal)," the boy thought to himself.

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Volume 8: Chapter 372 An Intrusion into the FSF World!?

That's a bit strange.

Shirou sat on his throne in Uruk, looking at the report presented to him as always, and couldn't help but frown.

The astute high priest immediately noticed his reaction and asked.

"Is there anything wrong with today's report, Shirou?"

Shirou handed the clay tablet containing intelligence from the front lines to Siduri: "The activities of the Lahmu have almost completely ceased."

"That's absolutely right, isn't that a good thing? Congratulations..."

If this trend continues, Uruk will no longer need to focus its efforts on the defense of the Persia Gulf and can devote all its energy to reconstruction...

Uh, does your "Instinct" sense something?

Siduri noticed something was wrong from Shirou's expression.

She knew very well that Shirou's "Instinct" was extremely accurate, comparable to Gilgamesh's "Clairvoyance".

"Um."

Shirou nodded and said, "The Lahmu were so active just a while ago, but suddenly they stopped. That's really strange. We haven't done anything."

Moreover... although the activity has ceased, the magical reactions in the Persia Gulf have not diminished and remain extremely strong, making it impossible not to treat them as a threat.

This... not only fails to reassure people, but also only makes them think that they are plotting something.

"What are you plotting... But didn't you say that Lahmu only begins to gain intellect after awakening?"

The only weakness of the Lahmu is that they are New Humanity race programmed by their mother to be "learning evolutionary".

When they first awaken, they are very weak. They will continue to learn over time, or evolve through communication and exchange between individuals.

The awakening speed of the Lahmu is not uniform, so it's best to defeat them one by one before they become too strong.

What if the Lahmu ethnic group acquired the ability to "think" before individual self-awareness?

That way, they could formulate strategies even in their sleep.

"How could such a thing be possible..." Siduri said instinctively.

Shirou tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said with a serious expression:

"The Lahmu people once said that their mothers asked them to 'learn from humans'..."

If that's the case, it's not impossible.

"Do humans possess such power?" Siduri couldn't help but ask.

The Lahmu can communicate and share intelligence via brainwave signals when they are awake, making them a more efficient race than humans.

Humans can't even do that kind of thing with each other, let alone when they're asleep.

Humans communicating in dreams? How could such a thing possibly exist?

Yes, Siduri.

A stern female voice came from above.

"Lord Ishtar!"

The goddess Venus slowly descended from mid-air and finally landed beside Shirou.

"The power to think and communicate even in dreams... is one of the reasons why humanity has replaced elves and gods to ascend to the throne of primates on this planet."

Ishtar said with a serious expression, "A collection of hundreds of millions of individuals, the Collective Unconscious— "