Chat rooms are also thriving today.

Morgan is practically biting a white handkerchief right now.

If this continues, Morgan feels things are getting worse... no, the situation is already very bad!

Putting aside the fact that he has an Artoria above him, let's say that all his colleagues are Artoria, and now four more gods have arrived?

what……

Actually, it's not too bad.

Although there were supposedly four, Morgan believed there were only three that needed to be guarded against.

For example, that new guy who has the same hair color as Artoria, and looks like he might mess things up from time to time.

And the remaining Stheno and Euryale.

At first, she didn't feel anything.

I just feel that those two people's personalities might be a bit troublesome.

Just now, Morgan witnessed firsthand what those two guys had bought, and his alarm bells immediately went off.

"Well……"

Ereshkigal blinked.

As a newcomer, I was just brought back by Linna.

Upon arriving, Ereshkigal sensed that the situation here might be slightly different from what she had imagined, and perhaps not so good.

Are you really okay?

Not far away.

Mordred, who was passing by, saw the overcrowded situation, glanced at his mother with a sullen face, and turned away without hesitation.

Haha.

run away.

Mordred had a premonition.

If I'm discovered now, my mother might drag me into her room and ask why I didn't come out to save the day.

Ugh.

Mothers in this world are such a hassle.

That's really pathetic.

Even Mordred couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

In comparison, the father in this world is so much better, so much gentler than the average father...

In a sense...

Mordred felt she should be part of the Artoria party.

"Mordred, what's going on?"

As Gawain, Agravin, Gahris, and Gareth approached, they saw Mordred hurrying back.

"My mother is over there."

Without the slightest hesitation.

The four people turned around.

The five siblings began their evacuation in unison!

quack!

Hurry up and moisturize it!!!

Chapter 255 Tiamat: Call me Mom!

The world of imaginary numbers.

This place has no terrain, nor any concept of time or space.

It was nothingness.

And it was in such a place.

A "mother" with long blue hair and huge horns is quietly sitting here.

Even though Tiamat, in her exile, lamented and hated the unconscious collective feeling of "we don't need you anymore," her deeper consciousness accepted it as "it's something we can't help but do."

Because this is because its origin is "Mother," Beast II, which still holds onto the desire to become a protector of humanity even at the very end.

Therefore.

Tiamat is currently in a state of self-imposed isolation.

She gave birth to many lives and was once loved by all, but in the end, the children used her as a diving platform and left them...

She wanted to love them forever and wanted them to stay by her side forever.

but……

Why did it turn out like this?

Tiamat stood there, a deep sorrow flashing in her eyes.

hum-

Just then, Tiamat noticed the movement, slowly looked up, and saw a warm light shining down on her from a portal.

This is……

"found it."

"Aaaaa?"

who are you?

Tiamat was curious about the sudden appearance of the unfamiliar child, but after observing him closely, all she sensed from him was...

Light?

It's a very familiar feeling.

Tiamat felt as if she had experienced this somewhere before.

"Hello, Tiamat, my name is Linnaeus."

Linnaeus floated to Tiamat's side and gazed at the mother goddess of creation.

Although Tiamat can only speak 'Aaaaa' at the moment, Linnae can understand what she is saying, and it is not difficult for him to understand.

Well, this guy isn't young either.

After glancing at it, Linnaeus raised his hand toward Tiamat.

"Aaaa?"

Tiamat looked on, puzzled.

This child... no... he doesn't seem... afraid of himself?

Tiamat suddenly realized the key point.

He wasn't afraid of me, nor did he distance himself from me, nor did he harbor any ill will towards me...

Click—

A crisp sound rang out.

Tiamat instinctively looked down and discovered that her self-imposed seal had been broken.

But Tiamat didn't care.

After a brief pause, she carefully reached out her hand and cradled Lin Nai in her palm.

child……

They are not afraid of her children... They do not reject her children... They actively seek out her children...

“Aaaaaa～”

Tiamat let out a joyful sound.

Really!

This child doesn't reject her!

This is truly the first time in countless years that Tiamat has experienced this.

Well……

Although she hasn't actually seen many other children over the years.

Linna felt a little uneasy.

This was the first time he had ever been treated so pampered and looked at like this, and he was a little uncomfortable, but Lin Nai still remembered the purpose of his visit.

Tiamat, come with me.

"Aaaa?"

Linnaeus floated up from Tiamat's hand, put a device on his wrist, and reached his hand toward Tiamat's head.

Tiamat was puzzled, but she didn't move. She simply let Linna place her hand on her forehead, just as Linna had let her support her earlier.

The next moment, a comforting warmth washed over her once more, and Tiamat subconsciously squinted her eyes, letting out a soft sound.

Linnaeus originally considered making a device to suppress Tiamat's powers.

But halfway through construction, Linna suddenly felt that this was too much trouble.

What if that device breaks down by accident?

Therefore, Linnaeus planned to solve the problem once and for all.

He modified the half-finished device into a bracelet that allowed him to fine-tune his power, and then used that power to alter Tiamat's influence.

However, perhaps due to Tiamat's unique characteristics, some problems arose during the process.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"So, this is the mother goddess who caused the turmoil, and also one of the creator gods in Mesopotamian mythology?"

Uruk.

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the person Linna had brought back, hesitant to speak, then finally looked at Anna beside her.

"W-what are you doing?"

Anna looked at her strangely.

"No, how should I put it..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Tiamat standing in front of her.

According to Linnaeus, Tiamat's body, under the influence of his power, will become like an ordinary person if she can control the influence...?

Fujimaru Ritsuka gestured to show Tiamat's height, then turned to Anna beside her and gestured again...

Isn't that almost the same?!

Do not……

Tiamat is probably about 10cm taller... but there's a problem, Anna is only about 1.3 meters tall!

In her imagination, shouldn't Tiamat, as a mother goddess, be a mature and elegant woman?

what……

Although this could also be considered a kind of "mature woman" look.

"Linnai..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at it with a subtle expression, feeling that she might have discovered something extraordinary.

"Let me state upfront, I didn't do it on purpose."

Lin Nai said helplessly.

He found it strange too.