That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

King Gilgamesh picked up another clay tablet and quickly read its contents.

Hall's expression shifted slightly. Those five clay tablets were the report he had submitted yesterday regarding the mission request. Because they were clay tablets directly refined using alchemy, their material was completely different from ordinary Uruk clay tablets, making them easy to spot.

King Gilgamesh rested his right hand on his cheek as he finished reading the last clay tablet presented by Hall. His majestic and piercing red eyes fixed on Hall beneath his throne, and he nodded in approval: "Hall, these commissions have been completed beautifully as always. In the fifty-three days since you came to Uruk, you have not disappointed me once."

“It is my honor to share the burdens of the King and Uruk City,” Holbin said politely, bowing slightly.

"Humph."

King Gilgamesh scoffed: "Forget these formalities. I have never felt any respect from you. Your goal is the Holy Grail of Uruk, and the Three Goddesses Alliance's goal is also the Holy Grail of Uruk. To me, there is no difference between you. I remember your contributions to Uruk, but it is still not enough to reward you with the Holy Grail, which is a treasure that I am very proud of."

As he spoke, King Gilgamesh reached out, and a golden vortex spread out, revealing the Holy Grail, containing a terrifying concentration of magical power, floating into his hand.

King Gilgamesh's gaze lingered on the Holy Grail, and he nodded in satisfaction.

Here we go again.

Hall remained unmoved, having grown accustomed to Gilgamesh's temperament; this wasn't the first time he had flaunted this thing in front of his Servants.

King Gilgamesh, who was sitting on his throne and playing with a golden cup, suddenly said, "Hol, would you be interested in accepting one of my commissions?"

Hall's eyes narrowed, and he looked up at Gilgamesh's mocking expression, asking, "Your commission?"

It wasn't a commission from the citizens, nor from Uruk, but rather from King Gilgamesh personally, which contains some intriguing information.

"Yes."

"It must be a difficult request that ordinary people cannot imagine."

"Not entirely, and it's not that simple. Recently, citizens have been reporting that all their property has been stolen by a despicable thief. Uruk has no place for those who defy the law. I need you to reclaim the property that belongs to the citizens of Uruk."

Beside King Gilgamesh, the High Priestess Siduri frowned almost imperceptibly, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Since King Gilgamesh did not name names, it would be disrespectful to the goddess if Siduri stepped forward and revealed that the thief Gilgamesh was referring to was Ishtar.

In the age when the gods ruled the earth, the gods were the law. The key to distinguishing the age of gods from the age of humans was the law. King Gilgamesh, the Wedge of Heaven who served as the link between gods and humans, promulgated the law, thus bringing an end to the age of gods.

In this day and age, even gods must abide by the law.

That's roughly the meaning of King Gilgamesh.

Hall's lips twitched, realizing who Gilgamesh was referring to as the thief. He thought for a moment and said, "I'll take it, but I can't guarantee I can finish it."

King Gilgamesh waved his hand, removed the next clay tablet, and said with a playful tone, "Step down, Hall. I look forward to more fun from you."

Hall bowed and stepped back.

Recently, Hall has been frequently chatting with Ereshkigal using the Mirror of the Underworld, and she has urged him more than once to take Ishtar to Kusa City as soon as possible.

Although the purpose of King Gilgamesh's commission is unknown, it's a perfect opportunity to kill two birds with one stone.

Go back to the dormitory first, leaving a message that you are going out.

Chapter 387 The Angry Goddess of Venus

Hall rode the artificial mythical beast to Kusa City.

An ancient-looking mirror floated beside Hall, projecting the image of Ereshkigal.

The young woman wore a black dress adorned with exquisite patterns woven from gold threads. Despite wearing gold jewelry, she did not appear gaudy. She wore a black crown, and her thick golden hair cascaded down to her waist. With her pretty face held high, she was as lovely as a young girl, yet elegant and dignified.

The goddess of the underworld patted her chest with her small hand, saying with a mixture of helplessness and relief, "Holl, you've finally decided to help me bring Ishtar to Kusa City."

How do you know?

"The Mirror of the Underworld has a positioning function. You are now heading towards Kusa City, which is the entrance to the Underworld."

"Maybe I have other things to do?"

Ereshkigal's face fell. "Oh? That's too much! I'll be so disappointed I'll die!"

"You guessed right."

"Ahem! This is what you should do. Don't forget that the most important thing when bringing her to Kusa City is timing. It won't work during the day, nor at night."

"..."

"Don't you understand? If it were daytime, her powers and divinity would be at their peak, completely surpassing mine. Although Kusa City has become the entrance to the underworld, it is ultimately not the underworld."

“If it were nighttime, my power and divinity would be amplified, but that won’t work either, because Ishtar, who has already suffered a loss at my hands, will definitely notice.”

Hall continued, "So it's only during the period when day and night alternate, that is, at dusk."

"That's right, and it only lasted a few minutes."

Hall casually asked, "Have you cleaned up all the citizens of Kusa City?"

“Of course, the underworld is a very dangerous place for the living. Kusa City is the entrance to the underworld, and I have tried my best to preserve their souls.”

"Even a fool could see the problem with a city without any human inhabitants."

Ereshkigal turned his head away guiltily: "Of course... cough cough, so it all depends on your timing."

Flying over Kusa City, I took in the entire cityscape. The already lifeless city had become a ghost town, with no one in sight and no signs of life even with my magical senses.

Even magical beasts fear this underworld realm that takes lives.

Hall looked up and saw that the sun was still shining brightly. He used magic to measure the time accurately, and it was about one o'clock in the afternoon. There was still a long time before the transition from day to night.

Upon landing in the city, Hall used alchemy to create a clay tablet and wrote a message on it: "Shameless goddess, you have stolen gems, defied the law, and disregarded the rules. In the name of the King, I hereby order you to return the property of the citizens of Uruk. I am the investigator appointed by the King, and I await you in Kusa City."

Hall pondered for a moment, his provocative words likely to enrage Ishtar instantly, prompting her to rush from Spirit Peak to Kusa City upon seeing them.

Besides, since it's in Gilgamesh's name, there's no doubt she'll be fooled.

“That’s not enough. While it might anger Ishtar, it could also be seen as a joke. We need to add something that will grab her attention or interest.”

"For example, my magic marks."

Holmer chanted the incantation: "Wind, heed my command."

buzz~

The air surged, and a cloud of transparent fluid formed in front of Hall, resembling a small tornado.

Wind element spirit familiar.

Hall tossed the mud tablet in his hand into the wind and commanded, "Go, head to the highest peak."

The Demon Eye shares vision with the Wind Elemental Spirit familiar. It controls the familiar to come to one side of Mount Ebif, waiting for the right moment.

"What's next? How about a trip to the Underworld? I'll treat you well," came Ereshkigal's voice from the ancient mirror of the Underworld.

Hall grabbed the mirror and slammed it to the ground. "Now I'm going to get a good night's sleep and make sure your lackeys behave themselves."

"..."

Close your eyes and meditate, letting your consciousness sink into the Star Cup and connect with Tiamat's spirit origin.

The scene was familiar; apart from Tiamat, who was trapped in the Sea of ​​Life, there was nothing worth seeing in the deep sea.

After more than a month, there was finally progress. It was clear that Tiamat's gloves, which held the Star Cup, were completely eroded, revealing her fair and tender hands.

Hall watched Tiamat silently.

Tiamat met Hall's gaze with her beautiful, serene star-like eyes, the star cup in her hand emitting an even more dazzling white light.

“Aaaaaaaaaa~”

The melodious singing spread across this sea of ​​life, like ripples falling on the lake's surface, beautiful and moving.

If the song were to resound in reality, it would become the wrath of the Creator Goddess, like a magnitude 12 earthquake turning the world upside down.

Tiamat is an abandoned womb, whose mere existence in the real world is enough to wipe out humanity.

Perhaps it was because she knew this that she always exuded an aura of sadness.

Humans are also life she created.

Before long, Hall spent another afternoon at the Sea of ​​Life.

When I opened my eyes at the appointed time, the desolate city of Kusa was bathed in orange sunlight, and the deserted streets looked even more bleak and lonely under the setting sun.

Hall contacted his summoned wind elemental spirit familiar, shared his vision, and headed towards Mount Ebif, with the goal of building a tasteless castle atop its highest peak.

"According to the monitoring familiars, Ishtar returned home an hour ago and has not been seen going out again."

"Go forth, Roar of the Wind King!"

Hall remotely activated the magic stored in the core of the wind elemental spirit familiar, simulating the wind barrier covering the holy sword, which then swept towards Ishtar's castle with a roar.

boom!

Sharing vision with the wind elemental spirit familiar, the last scene I saw was crashing through the castle's outer wall, then being engulfed by a golden light and losing contact.

That's it.

Hall picked up the ancient mirror of the underworld beside him. "Areye, she's coming soon. Get ready."

The ancient mirror of the underworld trembled slightly and then vanished in a flash of light.

When Hall looked up, his Magic Eye's super-long-range vision revealed a golden streak of light approaching from the direction of Mount Aibif. Its speed surpassed that of even the most advanced modern fighter jets, and it was estimated that it would take less than ten seconds to travel from Mount Aibif to Kusa City.

"He's probably furious."

Hall suddenly felt a little guilty, unsure of what kind of retaliation would be incurred by angering Ishtar. He tentatively cast ten layers of magical barriers on himself, and, still not feeling secure, added three more layers of primordial rune barriers.

Before the light arrived, a golden rainstorm began to fall from the sky, as if stars were falling and flooding Hall's vision.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth roared as half the city was subjected to inhumane bombing. An entire street was overturned, and parts of the ground were even blown away, revealing bottomless abysses.

If you jump, you will go directly to the underworld regardless of whether anything happens.

Hall's defensive barrier barely withstood the enraged attack of the Goddess of Venus, while a chilling declaration echoed from the heavens: "Hall! Get out here! You bastard who has forgotten the Goddess's grace, how dare you destroy my home! Unforgivable!"

"I'm going to confiscate all your property! Then throw you onto Venus to mine minerals! Until you compensate me for my losses!"

Chapter 388 Goodnight, Goddess Venus

Uruk, a magnificent palace.

The king sat on his throne, reviewing the piled-up mud tablets, while numerous officials stood in the hall awaiting his decrees.