The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

You are what the gods call the "Wedge of Heaven," and she is what the gods call the "Lock of Heaven."

[According to the "promise" you made at the beginning, you should have fought to the death, but now you have become unable to forget each other.]

【So--】

[What exactly does this completely different situation from the past mean...]

You realize that things may not be as simple as you thought.

"Enkidu, just speak frankly."

Ian looked at the girl beside him and decided to face all the information she might give him in the most frank way.

"Whatever it is, I'll listen carefully."

"..."

Unlike Ian's seriousness, Enkidu still looked mischievous after listening to the man's words.

She quickly continued:

"I can tell you—"

"But you have to accompany me to look at the starry sky tonight."

"..."

To be honest, if someone else said this to him, Ian felt that he would probably think that he was being unreasonable.

But in Enkidu's case, the king of Uruk gave the green light.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

A few minutes later.

Ian, dressed up, stood on the top of the Uruk Palace.

Beside him was Enkidu, who was wearing nothing but a thin cloak.

"..."

"Is it really okay to look at the stars dressed like this?"

Ian looked at the slightly indulgent Enkidu and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't you like it?"

"Or are you planning to restrict me in the name of my husband?"

"..."

Enkidu's words always hit the mark that Ian finds difficult to refute.

Faced with such a girl, the king of Uruk was naturally helpless.

"No, I do not have such qualifications, nor do I wish to have such qualifications."

"Enkidu, you are free—even if the king is right beside you, you are free."

"I know."

Enkidu had his hands behind his back. He was so smiling that it seemed as if he didn't mind his unruly appearance, showing off his chest skin.

"But don't worry—"

"Only you can see me like this - no one else can ever know."

"Hmm... this is the 'intellect' I approve of the most."

"Isn't it a little strange to admit that I have 'intelligence' in this matter?" Ian sighed, but soon felt relieved.

"so--"

"Enkidu, you don't want me to spend the night just looking at you and the sky, do you?"

"Nothing."

Enkidu turned his back to her, crossed his hands behind his back, and then raised his head to look at the sky.

"I said--"

"Have you ever thought that this sky might be fake?"

"..."

Ian was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard something.

"Enkidu, what are you doing..."

"Answer me first, have you ever considered that this might be a false sky?"

"..."

Ian shook his head.

"No, I have never thought of such a thing."

“As expected—”

Enkidu turned around and looked at the man behind him, his eyes showing a bit more emotion.

"So what would you do if it really were true?"

"Enkidu, please don't tell me such ambiguous things, okay?"

“It’s not ambiguous.”

The girl became unusually firm.

"I really want to know what actions you would take if it were you."

"..."

Realizing that Enkidu might really want to know the answer to this question.

Ian took a few steps forward, and then looked up at the sky with her.

The night is beautiful.

Especially at this moment when everything is quiet.

"I, the king, will probably refuse to acknowledge such a thing."

Ian said so.

"Where there is 'falsehood', there must be 'truth'—if that's the case, why can't what I possess be absolutely 'truth'? This was clearly just a moment, wasn't it?"

"Enkidu, don't you think so?"

"..."

Enkidu hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked a question.

"That means-"

"If one day things really turn out like this, you'll deny everything, right?"

"..."

"That's about it." Ian made no attempt to hide his thoughts. "But maybe it will change because of some idea."

"But at least—"

"As far as this king's wishes are concerned, this was his original thought."

"Then can you promise me not to think like that?"

Enkidu tilted his head slightly, looking quite adorable.

"That way, you'll be in trouble."

"I don't want to see you like that."

"..."

Ian's lips trembled slightly.

He felt that this was a very important promise, perhaps even more important than anything before.

but--

Before the king of Uruk could respond, a shining light suddenly illuminated the entire Uruk.

Then, there was an extremely clear sentence.

"The King of Uruk—!"

"Come out and marry me now!!"

930. Ishtar's Proposal/Enkidu's Battle to Protect His Man (4k)

The clear voice echoed in the sky above Uruk.

Both Ian and Enkidu heard it clearly.

"..."

The girl put aside the question she had just asked and then spoke.

"It seems... someone is looking for you."

"..."

Almost instantly, Ereshkigal's voice echoed in Ian's mind.

Very similar, even exactly the same.

But if you have to say, there are quite a few differences.

If Ereshkigal's tone was calm and death-like, then the person who had just called out to him was more lively.

Uh... who could it be?

Ian couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"..."

Seeing Ian struggling, Enkidu seemed to realize something, and she quickly covered her slightly open collar, and then said;

"Let's go——"

"No matter who it is, we have to take a look—"

"Otherwise, it would be impolite."

"But this time..." Enkidu looked at Ian in front of him, pulled his hand, and then held it tightly, as if he was holding some hope.

"I'm going with you."

"Don't refuse me."

"..."

Enkidu's request was very direct and straightforward - it was obvious that she didn't want Ian to have any reason or time to refuse her.

but……

What the girl didn't know was that Ian had never intended to leave her here alone.

On the contrary, he actually had this in mind - if facing Ereshkigal alone before made Enkidu so unhappy, then this time he might as well take her with him.

In this way, she could not only resolve her doubts, but also have an extra "excuse" to use at critical moments.

"Um……"

"Let's go, Enkidu. This is what the king thinks too."

【You and Enkidu have reached a consensus.】

【You decide to go to where the sound came from.】

[Whether it was accidental or intentional, you could feel that the sky, which had been gray just a moment ago, was now glowing with a golden light.]

[Is this... a bad omen? ]

"..."