It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 215 Change?

"Hey, why are there so many people..."

Ishtar, who rushed in rashly, also saw the situation in the room clearly and frowned immediately.

The scene in the room seemed to exceed her expectations, and the atmosphere in the air was somewhat subtle.

"Emmmmmm...Are you guys planning to have a party?"

——There was a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction in his words.

——You’re having a party but you don’t invite yourself, right?

"No, we are just discussing state affairs. There is no party." Xia Zhi clarified with a serious face, "Besides, our dynasty has always been diligent in governing, advocating frugality and opposing extravagance..."

"Hey! Wait, wait for me! Didn't you just say that you would hold the most grand Goddess Festival for me?"

Ishtar decisively called a halt and raised doubts about this.

When coaxing me into signing the contract, he said that he would hold a grand Goddess Festival for me, and that he would develop it into a national festival.

Now that the contract has been signed, you suddenly change the subject and say that you advocate frugality and oppose extravagance?
Yesterday she was sweet girl, but today she is Mrs. Niu?
"That's true, but didn't you, Lady Ishtar, take the initiative to refuse?" Xia Zhi looked at him calmly without blushing or panting, and without feeling guilty at all.

"When did I say that?"

The girl with long straight black hair was immediately shocked. How could this guy slander someone's innocence out of thin air?

"It was last night."

"What do you mean last night? I didn't... eh, wait, last night?"

Ishtar subconsciously shook her head to deny it, but suddenly she seemed to remember something and her body stiffened slightly.

She also reacted and thought of a troublesome possibility.

"Of course. Last night, Lady Ishtar told me that you didn't want such a lavish and wasteful event, so you took the initiative to cancel it, didn't you?"

The magician nodded, as if he didn’t think there was anything wrong with it at all. He explained very seriously, and attentively helped the goddess to “recall”.

even though--

There are no "memories" at all...

The current situation is that the accounts on both sides are not interoperable and the records are not synchronized.

Ereshkigal didn't know what Ishtar experienced when she controlled her body, and Ishtar also didn't know what Ereshkigal did after being replaced.

In other words, they need a middleman to pass messages between them so that they can know what "they" have done in the other half of the day.

Of course, if they want, they can actually communicate with each other indirectly...

However, the two sisters who are equally arrogant and awkward probably won't choose to use this method. After all, no one wants to show weakness...

It’s not that their relationship is bad. In fact, if we only talk about sisterhood, it is definitely much better than the fake sisters Vivian and Altria.

It’s just that as sisters, or as different divinities of the same pillar god, representing different sides of the body, the way they get along with each other and their attitude towards each other are indeed very awkward.

"Woo——"

The girl with long straight black hair made a sound like a puppy biting a person, and gave a subtle and forced laugh: "So...so, my statue is also..."

Although the sentence structure used is interrogative.

But her tone was firm, as if she had confirmed this fact. Asking one more question now was just a confirmation out of habit.

"Of course, I didn't expect you, Ishtar-sama, to be so modest."

Xia Zhi smiled cheerfully, "But it will take some time to complete the statue of Lady Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld. When the time comes, it will be placed where your original statue of Lady Ishtar is."

“Eh ...

Ishtar's eyes widened. Not only did he move his own statue, but he also wanted to put Ereshkigal's statue in its original place?

"What's wrong? Is there a problem, Lord Ishtar?"

The young man raised his eyebrows in confusion, and at the same time added considerately, "If you have any new ideas, please speak up directly. We can discuss it anyway!"

"..."

"..."

Yup!

I can still have new ideas!
The girl was awakened almost immediately, and her eyes lit up immediately.

"No, nothing. I just thought about it and felt that I was a little impulsive last night. I do have some new ideas—"

The next moment, Ishtar took a deep breath, quickly and hard put a very professional fake smile on her face, and adjusted her emotions as quickly as possible.

Yes, no problem...

Or rather, this is what makes it interesting, isn't it...

After all, they were old rivals who had been at odds since the Age of Gods. Realizing that the current situation was not right, Ishtar's fighting spirit was quickly aroused.

Her prototype is probably the most proud and unruly goddess in Sumerian, Akkadian, Assyrian and Babylonian mythology. She is the person who should not be provoked in the Mesopotamian world.

Perhaps it was because when the gods who had suffered greatly from this incident talked about this topic, they were reluctant to say the name, but would hesitate and lower their voices: "You...you know who..."

That’s basically how it feels.

But only with Ereshkigal did Ishtar not get a good response, and even suffered a great loss of face.

That is a very famous myth -

Ishtar wanted to expand her power and challenge the rule of the underworld, so she entered the territory ruled by her sister Ereshkigal. She was eventually killed by Ereshkigal and her body was nailed up...

Although she was a higher-dimensional deity after all, Ishtar was resurrected later...

Although it is a prototype story in mythology after all, it has little to do with the current Servant-like individuals, and the sense of substitution is not that deep...

But Ishtar still desperately wanted to get back at her. Her thoughts flashed like lightning, and she quickly figured out the whole story. Her eyes suddenly lit up with fighting spirit, and she seemed eager to try.

"What new ideas?" Xia Zhi still had a cheerful expression on his face, as if he knew nothing. He just continued to provide the goddess with small arrows for the plot dialogue, and by the way, he also carefully gave inspiration guidance and suggestions -

"Or is it that Lady Ishtar is still so modest that she is so respectful of the only goddess of the underworld who has defeated her that she is not only willing to give way to the goddess statue, but is also prepared to give up the opportunity to attend the goddess festival?"

How can it be!

The girl opposite subconsciously wanted to deny it, but just as she opened her mouth, she paused subtly.

The next moment, a brilliant and bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she had found a new direction: "Yes, that's what I think."

This woke her up. If she continued to fight according to the usual thinking, she would inevitably get stuck in a tug-of-war. It would be better to change her thinking.

Yes, that's it.

It seems like he is helping Ereshkigal to gain prominence, but in fact, his goal is to make her die of shame!

After quickly deciding on the basic policy, Ishtar immediately became excited and could calmly say things that she herself thought were unreliable:
"...She is the goddess I truly admire, and she taught me the meaning of humility. I once went to the underworld to challenge her arrogantly, but I really overestimated my own abilities. I am sorry that I was unable to make Ereshkigal use her full strength..."

"…Therefore, I think the Goddess Festival must be held. The first Goddess Festival should be named after Ereshkigal! I want everyone to know that she is a being that envies beauty and laughs at ugliness…"

"She kills people to prevent what she wants from falling into their hands. She is the fierce goddess of death and corruption..."

Ishtar's voice gradually became more passionate, and she waved her fist excitedly.

"Well?"

The young man opposite raised his eyebrows at the right time, as if he felt something was wrong: "Is this not good?"

"How could that be? Isn't that what the God of the Underworld is like? The ruler of the Underworld has never been liked by people. As the god of fear that represents the death of mankind, he is naturally violent."

The girl stroked her long black hair and vowed, "Ereshkigal is such a being. Fear her and praise her to your heart's content. Let people admire and worship her ferocity and cruelty!"

This sentence is true.

If it is a prototype, that is indeed the case.

But it was not the prototype, so just like Ishtar restrained her own cruelty, Ereshkigal also objectively realized that this was "bad" and "embarrassing" -

The violent nature thus disappeared beneath the depths.

Therefore, this lovely goddess of the underworld would definitely not want to see such a development, as it would definitely make her extremely ashamed and angry.

"Oh, I see. I understand. I will definitely cooperate with you to the best of my ability."

Xia Zhi also looked as if he suddenly understood something and nodded decisively.

After receiving his clear statement, Ishtar became even more excited, and she also decisively struck while the iron was hot and further provided detailed explanations.

………………

"whispering sound."

Watching the two of them quickly becoming lovers and having a passionate affair, Medea, who was standing beside them, snorted softly.

Then, she looked thoughtfully at Altria not far away, and saw that the Knight King was also frowning and looking unhappy, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Altria, look at the Master, you really are..."

Walking behind the table without leaving a trace, the Greek witch lowered her voice and said in a strange tone: "This is a bad start."

"Huh? Medea, what...what are you talking about?"

The Knight King came back to his senses and looked at her with a confused expression.

What was going on? I was just standing by and watching, but I was inexplicably blamed? What was this? Putting aside the facts, I was also responsible, wasn't I?
"I mean, you and Miss Ash have set a bad precedent."

Medea said firmly.

"I... I don't quite understand what you mean..." Altria frowned.

"Don't you think the situations of these two goddesses are very similar to you two sisters? I think the Master might just like this kind of cuteness, so he's so concerned about it." Miss Witch said incisively.

"Uh... this, this can't be... and-and what does this have to do with me!"

Altria was stunned at first, then she shook her head repeatedly, denying it flatly, but her face turned a little hot in an instant.

It seemed as if Medea's words had exposed some of her thoughts that she was reluctant to admit.

"Haha, do you believe this?"

The witch lady said meaningfully—

"However, compared to that, you are indeed at a disadvantage..."

"Well!"

Altria bit her lower lip tightly, and although she was reluctant to admit it, it was obvious that she became a little depressed.

Xia Zhi, who was talking to Ishtar on the opposite side and discussing matters concerning the Goddess Festival, raised his eyebrows. Why was the witch lady making trouble again? This would not do. She had to be stopped.

"I can't help it. The rigid armor is really boring. I think you'd better start changing yourself and become more distinctive."

The witch of the Age of Gods said with a smile, her tone light—

"It just so happens that I can help you with this matter. Why don't you give it a try? To change yourself, you only need a few details."

"W-what?" The girl in front of him was a little skeptical.

"Let's start with the costumes. Gothic lolita, maid costume, etc., you can try them all..."

Medea was in a good mood, as she had been looking forward to this day for several years.

"..."

"..."

Xia Zhi, who was about to stop them not far away, thought about it and thought that maybe he could just pretend not to see it.

(End of this chapter)