Chapter 594
"Unforgivable! They took my Gugalanna without even saying goodbye!"
Shirou and Siduri exchanged a glance:
"As expected of Ishtar." "Very much in the style of Lady Ishtar."
Hey! What do you two mean by this?!
Now that it's confirmed the Bull of Heaven was stolen, it's only right that it be taken back.
Even if Shirou hadn't said anything, given Ishtar's personality, she would never have let it go so easily.
"Shirou, there's no time to lose! Let's go and retrieve Gugalanna! That child is waiting for our rescue!"
"Even if you say you want to take it back, how can you do that? You've already tried summoning Gugalanna, but it's useless now, isn't it?"
"Yes... I must say, as expected of me from Parallel World, Gugalanna, making it impossible for me to summon him back."
In that case, there's only one thing we can do... beat that guy up and take him back to Gugalanna!
As Ishtar spoke excitedly, she summoned the Heavenly Bow Maanna—
Intense Venusian magic coalesced on the bow, and Ishtar aimed the Magic Cannon at the sky.
No, no, no, even if you were Ishtar, you couldn't possibly blast a dimensional portal out of the sky!
Shirou couldn't help but complain, but--
"Anfang (setting)! Pseudo-Jewel -Edelsteine!"
Ishtar's voice echoed through the sky.
Pseudo-Jewel.
That was Magecraft that Rin Tohsaka developed with Shirou's help after witnessing the power of Shirou's Projection Magic.
Simply put, even a genius Magecraft like Rin Tohsaka couldn't maintain the intensity of Projection like Shirou.
The gem she Projection will shatter in a second, but—that "second" is enough.
A second is enough; there's no need to force yourself to last for several minutes.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that only one percent of the magic power is needed.
After all, the gem was merely a catalyst that caused Rin Tohsaka's magical power to become polarized.
The body possessed by the goddess Ishtar is Rin Tohsaka (18 years old), whose skills are even more advanced than those of the Rin Tohsaka (16 years old) that Shirou knew.
The Pseudo-Jewel Projection by the girl who has grown up is----
"Kaleidoscope!"
In the palm of the goddess Venus appeared a huge cone-shaped gem that shimmered with countless colors.
Shirou: "Huh?"
"Open it! Not to the universe, but to a Parallel World (Gate)!!"
Ishtar roared as she finished loading the cone-shaped gem and launched it.
The next instant, Shirou saw a strangely colored portal of light unfold in the sky—
"Great, let's go!"
Ishtar took Shirou's hand and flew off into the unknown world.
Is 18-year-old Rin Tohsaka already capable of performing Second Magic?
Shirou, dragged along by the goddess, was utterly bewildered:... What kind of monster have I raised?!
Volume 8: Chapter 373 There are two Ishtar? Shirou is going to be taken away by a cow!?
Haruri Polzak's mind was in complete disarray.
Despite being an expert in Black Magic, she nearly died during a summoning ritual.
The target of the summon is Berserker.
She made thorough preparations for this day.
Moreover, it should actually have been a successful summoning.
The problem was that the summoned berserker went berserk before forming a pact with her, resulting in Haruri taking a direct hit from the attack.
Wow... it's even more amazing than I imagined...
If I could, I really wouldn't want to find out this way.
The girl, on the verge of death, thought indifferently, "Ah, this is the end for me," as she gazed at the strangely shaped Heroic Spirit.
Haruri is not afraid of death.
Her specialty is Black Magic, and the medium she always uses is her own blood.
This summoning was no different; the blood flowing through his own veins was used to draw the Magic Circle.
Even if it might consume a considerable amount of blood, she is willing to take the time to prepare, and sometimes she will prepare blood transfusion bags in advance to perform blood transfusions herself, while using healing Magecraft that promotes blood production.
If, after all preparations, you are killed by the very thing you summoned, then your life is over.
Haruri gave a self-deprecating smile and slowly reached out her hand towards the Heroic Spirit.
"It's alright... I'll use myself... as your sacrifice..."
The girl made only one wish to the Holy Grail.
That was simply revenge against the "Magecraft world" that declared his father a heretic and took everything from their clan.
It's not aimed at the Clock Tower or the Atlas Institute, but at the collapse of the existing Magecraft society.
"Come on, kill me. The price is... as long as you can continue to exist, you can live however you want."
To make your figure the focus of the world's attention, so that the Magecraft concealment becomes meaningless...
With her last ounce of strength Haruri made this declaration: she didn't care when the Heroic Spirit killed her; she would simply wait for its attack.
But what came upon her instead was a woman's voice she had never heard before.
"Oh, the way you're struggling in your death throes is quite peculiar."
Haruri couldn't help but open her eyes, which were half-closed, and found herself facing a woman who was breathtakingly beautiful with exceptionally fair skin.
Silver hair, red eyes, she is--
Einzbern's... homunculi?
This assumption was immediately overturned.
The rampaging monster immediately calmed down upon seeing the silver-haired beauty.
It's almost like a pet; the monster Berserker is bowing down before a woman—something a homunculus could never do.
Hehehe... Good boy~Good boy~
Alright, look, she's your Master! Hurry up and form a contract."
Berserker, despite being Heroic Spirit summoned by Haruri, obeys a woman of unknown identity.
Upon receiving the order, the blocked magical channel between Haruri and the berserker immediately reconnected.
Then, when the contract was established, the girl also sensed it—
The berserker's feelings towards the Silver-haired Woman were not "obedience," but rather "fear."
"Who... who exactly are you...?"
The Silver-haired Woman ignored Haruri's question and continued speaking to herself:
"On another note, I was really lucky."
There's a conveniently located "container" here that's easy to enter; it's not bad for a doll, is it?
She carefully examined her beautiful hands and feet, nodding admiringly. Seeing the bewildered look on Haruri's face, she slowly reached out and stroked her cheek.
"!!!"
In an instant, the girl sensed it.
The power hidden within that white humanoid figure—
Something from the distant past, not belonging to this era, something that transcends Heroic Spirit.
"I'm a goddess."
"Huh?"
"Next up is the guessing game, which has no prizes."
The woman, who called herself a goddess, stroked the girl's face and spoke.
"The goddess who governs the earth's bounty, who rewards and destroys warriors whose hearts shine with the light of Venus, and who protects humanity—"
For Magecraft, these hints should be enough to help you figure things out, right?
"Well, if you still can't think of anything, then I'll execute you for disrespect."
The "goddess" said with a smile.
Although she made a joking expression, no matter how you look at it, she's absolutely capable of doing it.
Haruri gasped, then slowly spoke with a look of astonishment.
"You are... the goddess... Ishtar."
"That's right, the correct answer. Great, you've escaped with your life."
The goddess Ishtar, possessing the Einzbern homunculus named "Filia," revealed a smile so beautiful it was almost mesmerizing.
Image: "Ishtar (FSF)", Location: "Images/1767904922-100430532-114318719. jpg"
Now, having fully recovered from her injuries Haruri is accompanying the goddess shopping.
Away from the towering buildings of the city center, in the dark alleys of the suburbs before dawn.
The girl felt this was not a place for a young woman.
"Humans are such a waste of life these days; I feel sorry for them."
Ishtar muttered this to herself as she looked around at the passing crowd.
"... Is that a waste...?"
The goddess shrugged and continued speaking to the trembling Haruri:
"That's right. Should we call it a waste, or living too hastily?"
It's nice to indulge in fleeting pleasures, but if that's the case, why not wholeheartedly and persistently enjoy that moment?
In front of the goddess were drunk men causing trouble, and rough-looking thugs perfectly suited to a back alley.
"Like that person inhaling the smoke from the strange leaves, and those people over there reeking of filthy blood."
I don't care if I want to get drunk and die in a state of decadence, but since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well die more gracefully.
The Artificial Lifeform that uttered those words stood out conspicuously in the dark alley.
Her translucent silver hair fluttered in the wind, and her crimson eyes shone with an alluring luster against her snow-white skin.
Her overly perfect features resembled a work of art, but perhaps influenced by the goddess who was controlling her body, her already flawless features became even more dazzling and captivating.
"Hey! Ladies, what brings you to a place like this at this hour? smack"
"You're really an eyesore. But since I didn't hear those filthy words, I'll let you off the hook today. Now, either disappear or die!"
Although several thug-like men had approached her to talk to her earlier, the goddess only needed to glance at them, and they would foam at the mouth and fall backward to the ground.
Ishtar's overwhelming and intense divine Divine Aura was so dense that even ordinary people without Magic Circuit could sense it.
The men who tried to strike up a conversation with her were instantly stunned and demoralized the moment she looked at them.
Now that things have come to this, Haruri no longer doubts her self-proclaimed identity.
The creature residing inside the Artificial Lifeform is Mesopotamian Mythology Inanna, the great goddess of Mesopotamian mythology.