A Man Arrives in Type-Moon, Now Out of Contact

"No choice. Next, I still need to go find Arteshu, the God of War. I'm a little pressed for time."

The young man, who had long decided to test the God of War's attitude, explained to Ereshkigal. If he wanted to put an end to this massive melee among the sixteen races, Arteshu, the strongest god, and the Winged Species under his command were problems that had to be dealt with.

"Does it have to be this urgent?"

Seeing Li Zihan being this serious—almost excessively so—for the first time, Ereshkigal felt somewhat unaccustomed to it. In her impression, even when facing the Human Order Incineration, Li Zihan had remained calm and unhurried. How had he suddenly become so diligent?

"What's wrong? Can't bear to part with me?" The young man, who had already located the God of War's temple, teased her with a smile.

"If that's the case, I can postpone this matter for a while and take you sightseeing and on dates in the territories of the other races first."

After the Hero Faction sacrificed their hairlines, Miss Ereshkigal had confirmed that the Human Race's survival was no longer an issue, and shamefully, her heart stirred. Work was important and all, but if there was extra time...

"Although we should be prioritizing the bigger picture right now... if you really insist on asking me out, then as long as it doesn't take too long, it's not like I can't consider it."

The tsundere goddess with brilliant golden hair awkwardly voiced her desire to go on a date, then looked at her lover with hopeful eyes.

"Then it's settled. In a few days, I'll take you around the territories of the Forest Spirit Race, the Color Spirit Race, and the Goblin Race."

Interested in certain technologies of the Forest Spirit