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The two were dragged into a room and sat on a bench in the living room. Bai Mo watched the woman rushing upstairs and gave Manaka a questioning look.

Manaka nodded. Clearly, in this deserted city, this woman was the master of this dream, the Primordial Mother Goddess Tiamat.

"Why would her dream be like this... Although she is indeed the Primordial Mother Goddess, this is simply..."

"A typical housewife."

Bai Mo picked up where Manaka left off, and the latter nodded in deep agreement.

As the sound of rummaging through drawers came from upstairs, Tiamat came down with a small box. Inside were some ointments. She picked up some of the dark-looking ointments and was about to apply them to Bai Mo's body.

"I don't know if it will work... I'm sorry, my horns are too big, they weren't this in the way before..."

As she spoke, she smeared the omissions on Bai Mo's hand. Tiamat, like an actor performing without props, took Bai Mo's non-existent left hand.

With a soft thud, the ointment fell to the ground.

"Huh?" Tiamat seemed a little confused, applied a little more, and then dropped it on the ground with a thud.

After all, there was nothing there but air, so of course she would fall to the ground. But in Tiamat's eyes, it looked like she was grabbing a scarred arm.

"Ugh..." Tiamat seemed defiant, adopting an expression as if she were defying the air. On the other side, Bai Mo frowned, watching Tiamat's strange behavior.

Was it due to a dream? Or is it another case of mental instability?

"No need. I didn't make it clear before, my injury has nothing to do with you, don't waste your time."

Bai Mo grabbed Tiamat's wrist and stopped her with a somewhat forceful tone.

"No, even so, I still hit someone who was injured. I can't just not take responsibility!"

Upon hearing Bai Mo's words, Tiamat seemed to explode. She was extremely strong-willed, refusing to yield an inch, and her attitude was almost obsessive.

Just then, Manaka took the plaster box from Tiamat's hand, easing the somewhat tense atmosphere.

"Alright, alright, let me treat him. After all, as his companion, I know his condition quite well. You have other things to do, don't you?"

Upon hearing this, Tiamat hesitated for a moment, then slowly put down the medicine box in her hand. Her expression instantly brightened, and she smiled with relief:

"Oh, I see. The child has grown up and made new friends. Mom is so happy for you. I'll go cook for you. Remember to get along well with your friends, Manaka."

With that, Tiamat went back to the kitchen, leaving the two of them sitting in the living room.

How did she know your name? And why did she call you "child"?

Manaka shrugged and said:

"After all, she is the Primordial Mother Goddess; in her eyes, all humans are her children. Like that Gilgamesh guy who keeps saying things like, 'All the world's treasures belong to me!'"

"I see. Is this how it is in Mesopotamia?"

Bai Mo nodded in deep agreement. He looked around and said, "It seems that Mery's dream is working very well. Tiamat is probably sleeping so soundly that she can hardly distinguish reality from reality."

However, there seems to be no way out of here, and there's no point in staying any longer. Let's leave the dream; it seems our only hope is Ereshkigal.

At least the dream world is fine. After wreaking havoc in the City of Lahmu, Enlil probably won't be interested in randomly airdropping Lahmu into Uruk for a long time.

The main objective has been achieved this time.

The main problem now is Tiamat's prison. Although it's called a prison, it's actually an endless space. Bai Mo has already tried to do it before, and even in the Real of the World, he could only cut open a large section of space, but couldn't leave.

This place has likely been transformed into a different Imaginary Number Space. The Real of the World cannot directly leave this place, just as one cannot directly cut through the Sea of Imaginary Numbers to reach the real world.

"It's alright. Since this is Tiamat's prison, at least she should know where the 'door' is. Let me, the good boy, go and ask."

After all, even if you called Ereshkigal here, she probably couldn't do anything.

As she spoke, Manaka showed an expression of complete reliance on me.

"You seem really reliable, Manaka."

Of course!

"Could you please take your hands off my legs? Girls shouldn't do that."

While uttering words of assurance, her hand was already caressing Bai Mo's thigh. Hearing this, Manaka gave a mischievous smile.

"I'm just applying ointment for you, don't get the wrong idea!"

As she spoke, Manaka's restless fingers gently pinched a muscle, and then she received a finger strike to her forehead.

After a while, Manaka sat at the dining table with a displeased expression, pouting cutely, and sighed deeply in her heart.

What a miscalculation. Bai Mo is the type who can't let loose in public. I originally planned to linger here a bit longer. With Tiamat here, it seems we won't make any progress.

When he goes out to summon Ereshkigal, use the power of the "Beast" to interfere with the Command Spell.

They can only leave after Gorgon dies and Tiamat awakens.

She made up her mind that, given enough time, she could definitely understand the Sea of Imaginary Numbers like Enlil, and then take him to a space where no one could find him.

Her gaze was fixed on the mangled Bai Mo, her heart pounding, her mind repeating: Take him away, take him to a place that belongs only to us, a place where it's just us.

You are only safe when I'm by your side...

Manaka made up her mind that she couldn't let him participate in the upcoming battles anymore. Uruk? Human Order? It didn't matter what kind of thing it was.

With his soul damaged to this extent, he would likely dissipate upon death, especially since he was from outside the realm and had no chance of being saved.

The mere thought of that possibility sent a chill down Manaka's spine.

She suddenly understood why, when she met the Root Shiki, although the woman had a gentle smile on her face, her eyes seemed to reflect a desolate wasteland.

But I have no sympathy for that woman. Heh, I'll send her a wedding invitation after we've won and solved his lifespan problem.

Just as she was humming softly to herself about the wonderful future she was imagining, she noticed that Bai Mo's gaze was fixed on Tiamat, who was working in the kitchen.

"Let me help."

As he said this, Bai Mo walked into the kitchen. Although he only had one hand, he was faster and better than Tiamat in both speed and quality.

Tiamat didn't refuse, and the two quickly finished their meal. Watching this, Manaka's mind raced.

Does he like the stay-at-home, housewife type? That's great! Next time I'll wear an apron and make him breakfast!

Manaka was secretly delighted and said, "I even prepared sandwiches for you for breakfast, but I didn't have time to give them to you. Take them with you for your picnic when we get back."

Bai Mo did not answer, ignoring Manaka as usual.

Okay, silence means you agree!

Manaka subtly clenched her fist.

Bai Mo, however, found it strange that she had already set out fourteen pieces of tableware, and the amount of food she had prepared was also a bit too much.

Tiamat then placed fourteen meals on the table, clapped her hands, and said, "Alright, the food is ready. We have guests this time, so I made a little extra. Also, Manaka came back to see me, so I'm really happy."

Enlil, you're not allowed to bully Manaka; and Ishtar, you're not allowed to play pranks on the guests.

Tiamat spoke to the empty table, like an actor rehearsing a play alone.