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"Of course," Ian replied without hesitation.

"That--"

Siduri walked over to Ian and continued.

"Actually, if it's just a matter of inheriting the throne, you could have let your mother Ning Sang do it—why do you have to do it yourself?"

“Because I don’t like God.”

Ian said without hesitation.

"They are just giants who suck the blood of Uruk."

"so--"

"Even if it's my mother, I can never cross that line."

"..."

The doubts in her heart were slowly resolved, but Siduri did not feel happy at all.

On the contrary, she felt a smell so heavy that it made it difficult to breathe.

That was the aura emanating from Gilgamesh.

Take Uruk as your responsibility and the king as your responsibility.

Is this really just a little kid?

Siduri couldn't believe it anymore.

"Gilgamesh, no, I should call you the future king."

"Don't you feel sad?"

"The king who left us was your father, and now you can't trust your mother."

"Isn't this...something that makes you sad?"

"Siduri, this is certainly something that makes me sad."

Ian turned around and looked at Siduri, his eyes no longer as resolute as before.

Maybe at some point, tears will well up in his eyes.

But in the end, this did not happen.

"Although I really want to cry loudly about this..." he said.

"But——"

Ian just wiped the corner of his eyes.

"Uruk, it's not my tears that are needed, is it?"

"..."

Siduri hesitated for a moment, then squatted down and held Ian in her arms.

"Just because Uruk doesn't need it doesn't mean you don't need it."

"Even a king should have a place where he can be sad, right?"

At that moment, the wind had a more howling sound.

All the sorrow seemed to disappear quietly in the girl's arms.

908. King of Uruk Declares War on the Gods/Blessing of the August Goddess (4k)

Your plan continued like this for quite some time.

【finally--】

[You are finally qualified to take over the entire Uruk from your father, Lugopanda.]

[But before that, you know there is one more thing you have to do.]

Inside the Uruk Palace.

Following his mother Ning Sang's instructions, Ian came to her room alone.

only……

Now that he is an adult, he can clearly feel that this corridor has become different than ever before.

With every step he took, Ian could feel his responsibility growing heavier.

finally--

When he reached the door, Ian felt like something in his body was opened.

What could that be…?

Just as Ian was wondering, his mother Ning Sang's voice came from inside.

Then, as if she had anticipated that her descendants would be confused by this, she quickly spoke:

"Gilgamesh, come in."

"..."

Although he still had many doubts, Ian was not the kind of person who would shrink back when the road was right in front of him.

"understood."

After answering his mother like this, he pushed the door open.

But at that moment, the scene that came into his eyes was a completely unexpected scene.

The mother who usually wore a veil had now turned into a ball of light, and only some vague outlines that could barely be called a human could be made out.

"Mother, you..."

"Don't worry about it." Ning Sang's voice came, "This is actually my true appearance. August is the harvest season, and I am the fruit growing on the branch."

"Now it looks like it's returned to its original state, revealing its true form."

"..."

"You don't seem surprised, Gilgamesh." Ning Sang looked at the much-grown child before him and said, "Isn't this something surprising to you? Or perhaps... you've already anticipated all this?"

"Of course not, my mother." Ian maintained the minimum level of courtesy.

"Since you are a god, then naturally you possess a form that mortals cannot achieve... Transforming into light like this is naturally something that mortals cannot witness or accept."

"But the problem is..."

Ian pointed to himself.

"I don't think of myself as a mortal, nor do I think of myself as an ordinary being."

"so--"

"I'm not surprised, and I didn't expect any of this. There's nothing wrong with that, right?"

"..."

"I don't know why—" Ning Sang, who had turned into light, looked at his offspring, "Now that you say this, I'm not surprised anymore."

"That's because Mother already sees me as an equal, not as someone inferior to you, so naturally she wouldn't be surprised."

Ian explained this and then took the right to speak back into his own hands.

"Mother, you said I came here just to show me what you would look like if you turned into a god, right?"

"If that's the case..."

Ian shook his head.

"I think I'll feel like I've wasted a lot of time on this meaningless thing."

"..."

"Of course not, Gilgamesh."

Ning Sang sighed and continued.

"Gilgamesh, now that you are old enough to take over the throne from your father, and you are likely to become the greatest king in Uruk's history..."

"Then you should know what I will do next."

"Of course I do, Mother."

Ian looked at the light in front of him and spoke calmly.

"You love your father very much."

"So—after I'm confirmed as the king of Uruk, you'll take him away from Uruk and return to the land of eternal bliss, waiting for our next encounter, right?"

"You haven't forgotten these things."

Even after saying this, Ning Sang did not show any sign of happiness that his child remembered what he had said.

On the contrary, her face showed sadness and her tone became a little heavier.

"only……"

"There are some things you still don't seem to remember."

"..."

"Mother, you might as well just say it—" Ian said directly, not trying to hide his thoughts at all, "I don't want to use my perseverance in thinking on this."

"..."

He was as rude as ever, even when facing his mother.

But precisely because of this, Ning Sang was able to confirm that the man in front of him was his descendant.

"Gilgamesh——" The August Goddess' lips trembled slightly.

"Uruk is a place blessed by the gods."

"If I leave, you might not be able to communicate with the gods anymore."

Although I didn't obtain you as my offspring in the usual way, Ning Sang subconsciously still considers you as my own child.

[Even if——]

[In fact, your attitude towards her is not that friendly, and can even be said to be outrageous.]

Even so, she still thought about you—especially after she left with your father, Rugopanda.

[Whether it's out of a mother's affection or a wife's commitment to her husband, this is genuine concern.]

【but……】

[For you, this is still enough to make you dissatisfied. ]

"Mom, can I ask you a question?"

Ian once again took the initiative in speaking.

"..."

"Of course—I'll tell you anything I can answer."

"That."

Ian stared directly at the light in front of him, her figure reflected in his eyes.

"Mother, does Uruk have to rely on the gods in order to develop?"

"..."

Almost at the moment Ian said this, a blue light spread out from Ning Sang's hand, and then expanded to the entire area until it surrounded both of them.

It seems that this is some kind of protective measure.

In this way, all sounds were isolated in this room, without any leakage.

"Gilgamesh, do you know what you just said?!"

"Of course I do, my mother."

Ian said calmly.