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"No matter what it is, I promise you that I will never ridicule you for such a thing."

"..."

With Ian's assurance, Ishtar's expression relaxed a little.

Hesitantly, she took something out from behind her.

"Give--"

"..."

[That's a piece of cloth that hasn't been finished yet...]

【Forehead--】

[Because it's not finished, I can't tell what it is.]

[You can only vaguely sense it as something you wear around your neck, perhaps a towel.]

[However, even if you can't tell what it is, you can tell that Ishtar is not very good at this kind of thing.]

Because it was too simple, with no patterns and the threads were not properly processed.

【But the more you think about it, the more you realize how much effort Ishtar put into it.】

[This might be the first time she has done such a humble thing for another person.]

"How, how about..."

Ishtar asked cautiously.

Although she is very proud, she also knows how bad her work is.

"..."

Looking at the thing in his hand, Ian didn't hesitate and quickly put it around his neck.

Afterwards, the King of Uruk directly "announced":

"Very good, my king. I recognize your work. This time, you are the winner."

"..."

However, facing Ian's "announcement", Ishtar's expression did not show the slightest joy.

"Are you...trying to comfort me?"

"In that case, there's no need—I actually know I don't know how to do this kind of thing."

"..."

"I don't intend to comfort you, Ishtar," Ian said, looking at the dejected Venus goddess before him. "Because what I recognize is not the beauty or suitability of your work, but the true feelings contained within it."

"As the saying goes, 'A gift may be light, but the friendship within it is absolutely weighty.'" - Ishtar, that's exactly what happened to you.

"..."

Ishtar's eyes regained some brightness, but soon dimmed again.

"But you still won't marry me, will you?"

"It's not that I won't marry you," Ian said, "but I won't marry anyone else—Ishtar, you don't have to feel sad about this. It's not that you're not good enough, but that I've ruled out this possibility."

"Then why don't you marry her?" Ishtar became a little concerned.

"There are so many good girls, right?"

"Because that would be unfair to everyone. Just like if I choose you now, it will definitely hurt Siduri and Enkidu."

"Neither this king nor Uruk can accept such a thing."

"Such sorrow is not permitted in this king's land."

"..."

Ishtar was silent for a long time, and then seemed to understand something.

"So, I didn't lose to them, but to Uruk?"

"That's okay if you want to understand."

"That--"

Ishtar naturally lay in Ian's arms.

As the goddess of Venus, she just rested her head on his thighs and looked up at the man who was destined to never marry her.

"As long as there's no marriage involved, it's fine no matter what, right?"

"..."

"What do you want to do, Ishtar?"

Ian looked at her in his arms and stroked her somewhat disheveled long black hair.

"Nothing~"

Ishtar regained her usual playfulness.

"Since I'm destined not to be your wife, then I'll be your lover."

"That way, no one will be hurt, right?"

"Well, it's happily decided! Good night!"

Having said this, Ishtar took Ian's hand and held it tightly in her arms, looking like she didn't want to let go at all.

And Ian looked at her without saying anything else.

I've become so humble - what else can I say?

【It was a quiet night.】

【Ishtar willingly became your "lover."】

【only--】

【What you don’t know is. 】

【This will become an excuse for God's punishment.】

【Uruk's greatest disaster is about to come.】

934. Enkidu's Bathhouse Guidance Meeting / The Technological Explosion of the Ancient Kingdom (4k)

Dawn.

Enkidu stood alone on top of the palace in Uruk.

This was something that only Ian could do, but now she, who looks like a young girl, has achieved it.

And standing here with Enkidu was Siduri.

But her attention was not on this so-called sunrise, but on Enkidu in front of her.

"What did you mean by that sentence—what did you mean by this world being fake?"

"That's literally what it means."

Enkidu turned around, looked at Siduri standing there, and smiled slightly.

"I want to know, if you say that this world is fake, how would you view it all?"

"..."

"I can't answer that question," Siduri thought for a moment before replying, "Because I have always believed that the King is real, and therefore the place where the King is must also be real."

"Then... the problem you mentioned doesn't exist, right?"

"What if he himself doesn't even realize it?"

"..."

Enkidu's words instantly made Siduri concerned.

Although she did not understand this girl made of clay as well as Ian, as Uruk's chief assistant, Siduri still had quite good judgment.

At least--

She knew that when the other party said this, he must have had some arguments.

But as to the basis of the argument, it is hard to say.

"Enkidu, you must have your reasons for saying that—"

"Tell me what that is."

"..."

Enkidu turned around and stretched out his hand towards the rising sun, as if he could grab it down at any time.

"Actually, these are just some of my thoughts."

"If, I mean if—"

"The sunrise is false, and the sunset is false too."

"Everything we see is actually just an illusion. So when it's shattered, how should we face it? So-called 'intellect' is completely useless after such an event."

"Sidulli, I want to know what your attitude towards this kind of thing is, that's all."

"..."

Siduri moved forward a little and then came to Enkidu's side.

She used her hand to block out the slightly glaring sunlight, and then looked into the distance with Enkidu beside her.

"So this is what's called a 'dream', right?"

“…It’s not impossible to understand it that way.”

"Then if that's the case..."

Siduri smiled slightly.

"Then let's make the same choice as the king—"

"If he is willing to wake up, then we will wake up together;"

"If he wants to sleep forever in that dream, then why should we insist on waking him up?"

"Enkidu..."

Siduri put her hands behind her back and looked at her beside her.

"Don't you think so?"

"..."

Enkidu's expression suddenly became a little complicated - for her who had regained her "intelligence", this seemed a little difficult to accept.

However, Siduri didn't seem to care much about the answer to this question.

"Whatever you think, at least that's what I think."

"So--"

Siduri looked towards where the light came from.

I saw Ian walking back step by step. With the light behind him, he was as dazzling as the light.

"Let's go meet the king first."

You don't know the conversation between Enkidu and Siduri during this period.

[You only know that Ishtar, who had just calmed down, left Uruk.]

【Although--】

[When she left, she still cried uncontrollably.]

[Perhaps for a Venus goddess of Ishtar's caliber, this level of failure is still difficult to accept.]

[But no matter what, you know at least she will never do anything weird again.]

Ishtar is indeed a foolish goddess, but she is also relatively trustworthy.