Ishtar's current personality had also been influenced by that individual, which was why she had become a tsundere.
As for the distribution of personalities, Ishtar probably accounted for seventy percent, while the vessel accounted for thirty.
And now, although Ishtar was clearly unfamiliar with this jeweled sword, an unparalleled longing arose within her heart.
A sentence seemed to echo in her ears...
[How could your vulgar obsession, Ishtar, compare to the Tohsaka Family's generations-long last wish!]
"Deal!"
Ishtar gripped the jeweled sword in her hand and spoke excitedly.
Even if her father knew of the choice she had made in the afterlife, he would surely forgive her, right?
Besides, it was as if Ishtar had any choice.
With this jeweled sword, Ishtar subconsciously felt that she might be able to get a page all to herself in the family tree...
Emmm, maybe an entire volume.
After all, before long, her household register might only have her left in it.
But it wasn't a big problem. Wasn't there still the Hall of Heroes?
"Oh, no... there might still be one person left on the household register."
Ishtar stroked her chin.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Take this Miraculous Item. Go!"
Gilgamesh handed the Slap Gloves to Ishtar.
If possible, Gilgamesh would of course have preferred to act personally, but the problem was that not every god had shouted Gilgamesh's name.
Although Gilgamesh's name had indeed spread by word of mouth among the gods... Ishtar's name was the highest mountain and widest river among the Mesopotamian gods! Fairly and willfully elbowing every god she disliked.
After all, there really were not many gods among the Mesopotamian pantheon as capable of causing trouble as Ishtar.
A woman who caused world-destroying disasters once a year... just hearing that sounded terrifying.
"You want the