Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Ah!"

Whether it was Samael's private grumbling or his many bad deeds that led to him being secretly insulted by certain people, it's unclear.

Ishtar felt a sudden chill for no reason, goosebumps rose all over her back, and she sneezed loudly.

In a moment of carelessness, the goddess's hand trembled, and a corner of the bath towel she was about to re-tie suddenly came off.

At the critical moment, a finger and palm barely grabbed the corner, helping to prop up the cover, while the person turned their head to the side to avoid the danger.

"It's windy at night, so I suggest you open the window and let your hair air dry indoors. There's no need to come out."

Samael had long been familiar with this face's ability to falter at crucial moments, so he casually handed over a corner of the towel and, as was his habit, muttered a few words.

"Tch, beauty needs to be appreciated by the public, and being cooped up indoors is nowhere near as comfortable as being outside."

Ishtar managed to keep a straight face and maintain her composure, not forgetting to offer a lame excuse for herself.

Yes, yes, you're right.

Samael rolled his eyes in annoyance, leaned forward lazily, and rested his head on the railing, looking down at the city of Ur, which was gradually falling silent into the night.

Feeling humiliated, Ishtar looked at the nonchalant guy next to her and couldn't help but feel frustrated, wrinkling her nose and muttering to herself.

"Hey, I'm supposed to be a goddess of beauty, why didn't you look over here just now?"

Samael's expression was strange. He looked at the familiar face, and his thoughts began to wander.

How should I put it? Should I tell her that I crawled over almost every inch of this identical body in the underworld?

Furthermore, I probably know the measurements of every part of your body better than you do.

Forget about dropping your towel, even if you stood naked in front of me, there would be no surprise whatsoever.

After thinking it over, Samael realized that if she said it out loud, she would probably be beaten to death by Ereshkigal and Ishtar, and skinned alive. So she immediately forced a fake smile.

"Beauty is often just an appearance. I respect your other identities, Ishtar, even more, such as the goddess of war and the goddess of fertility."

“I would feel guilty for blaspheming God in such an unexpected situation.”

A cunning and venomous snake who climbs onto its owner's bed every day in the underworld lies with a person who is not sincere.

This time, however, Ishtar felt unusually perceptive and suspiciously circled around someone.

“I always feel that you are a little guilty when you say this, just like when I report to God the Father every time I get into trouble.”

Samael's expression froze, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and he was about to speak to make amends.

However, the goddess of the heavens casually waved her hand and took the initiative to change the subject.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what you think about this kind of thing."

"I came out to ask you, how are you going with what happened during the day?"

"I don't know if it's because of this body or something else, but I find you quite pleasing to the eye."

"After this is all over, stop wasting your days with that good-for-nothing Gilgamesh and become my priest."

So you still remember this? I thought it was just a casual remark.

Samael was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Upon seeing Ishtar facing him in the gentle breeze, leaning against the railing and waiting for a response, he hesitated for a moment, then stroked his chin and asked curiously.

"Ishtar, can you tell me why I suddenly had this idea? I'm just an ordinary person with little value, isn't this too much of a favor?"

"Ordinary people?"

"Would an arrogant fellow like Gilgamesh entrust 20% of the Babylonian treasury's mineral reserves to an ordinary person?"

"Leaving aside that goddess embryo that's always clinging to you, even a supreme god like Kukulkan is very interested in you. And you still say you're just a worthless ordinary person?"

The goddess pursed her lips, then a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

"I don't know the specific reasons, but the more people compete for something, the higher its value should be!"

"This is the invaluable experience I've accumulated over millions of years!"

Anyway, getting my hands on you is definitely not a bad deal!

"At worst, I can just resell it."

As she spoke, Ishtar raised her chin high, revealing her smooth swan neck, and her eyes occasionally glanced triumphantly at the slightly surprised Samael, with a hint of pride that seemed to say, "Praise this goddess!"

Rare goods worth buying?

How come your business acumen and wit immediately kick in when money is involved?

Samael calmed himself down, rubbed his forehead and smiled bitterly, somewhat speechless at the middleman who planned to hoard him and then sell him to Anna and Kukulkan.

Since you've already said that…

"uh-huh…"

"I reject!"

"Uh-huh?!"

Samael raised his hand in response with an annoyance, and Ishtar's expectant smile froze instantly.

"It's nothing, I'm going back to sleep now, I have to travel tomorrow morning."

Just as the ancient serpent was about to turn and leave, Ishtar, regaining his senses, hurriedly grabbed Samael's shoulder.

"Wait, I am the war goddess you worship! What an honor it would be to be my priestess! What's wrong with serving your faith?"

"Faith is enough to keep in your heart; there's no need to fawn over someone every day. I won't do that!"

"Let's think about it some more. The temple offers very good benefits, with free room and board and fifty priestess silver coins every month."

“I work at the sacrificial site and I earn over a hundred priestess silver coins every month.”

Samael rolled his eyes slightly, remaining completely unmoved.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Underworld Anti-Wolf Techniques (Fifth Update)

When it comes to nouveau riche, how can a goddess like you, who lacks the golden rule and can only make a living by exploiting the land and paying tribute, compare to Gilgamesh?

Then, the ancient serpent remembered the goddess's stain and couldn't help but remind her in an annoyed tone.

"And besides, you've almost torn down the temple, and you're offering room and board?"

"Does this mean I have to sleep outdoors and eat nothing but wind every meal? No way!"

Ishtar's face fell. She was speechless at the crime she had committed. Seeing that this guy was about to run away again, she immediately grabbed someone's arm and gritted her teeth, painfully cutting off her own flesh.

"No, no, no, we can talk this over. If I really make money off you, we can split it 30/70, okay?"

"Anna has no money, but Kukulkan is a god of an era!"

"Or, you can give me the 20% of the mineral treasures from the Babylonian vault in advance, and I'll pay you!"

You sold me out? And then split the profits 30/70? You want me to help you pry open Gilgamesh's treasure vault?

You're being too optimistic.

Samael, though inwardly grumbling, continued walking into the house with a blank expression.

However, seeing the business opportunity, Ishtar was determined to make a profit from Samael and immediately pulled back.

Under the burst of divine power, the ancient serpent fell backward and was pinned to the ground.

Just as Ishtar realized that bribery wasn't working and was about to try coercion, a sudden itch rose in her nose, and she sneezed loudly.

At the same time, a golden glow spreads from the roots of the hair to the tips.

When their eyes met, her pretty face, which had turned red from her cheeks to her ears in an instant, was filled with shock and shame. She subconsciously pushed Samael away and clutched her slightly slippery bath towel tightly.

boom!

The ancient snake, which had innocently bumped into the railing, rubbed its throbbing head and vaguely heard muffled curses coming from the other side, the person biting their cherry lips.

"You shameless slut!"

When Samael came to his senses, his gaze fell upon the goddess huddled in the corner, her face flushed and a faint mist rising from her head. He immediately realized that the core within her had been replaced by Ereshkigal.

Because he had spent too much time with his owner, the ancient snake was worried that the more he interacted with Ellie, the easier it would be to be exposed sooner. So he waved goodbye carefully.

"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now, Lady Ishtar."

"Don't go!"

The goddess of the underworld, who had been muttering to herself in the corner, hurriedly looked up and grabbed Samael, who was trying to slip away.

This caused the ancient snake, who often felt guilty when facing Ereshkigal, to stiffen and his facial muscles to twitch slightly.

The goddess of the underworld opposite her saw the victim cowering and dodging, her cherry lips moved slightly, and she uttered a difficult voice.

"I'm sorry that this has happened again and it must be causing you a lot of trouble. I'm sorry."

"what?"

Samael was slightly taken aback, but quickly recovered and realized it was a false alarm, which put his mind at ease.

"You said last time in the room..."

"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore!"

Ai Lei hurriedly raised her hand, the blush on her face that had just faded became even more vivid, and her eyes seemed to be burning with a flame.

It seems that simply monitoring such a promiscuous woman is ineffective.

I know Ishtar's nature all too well. She must be punished as she was before so that this restless harlot will learn her lesson!

The inexplicably low air pressure around them made the perceptive Samael vaguely sense that a sinister and eerie atmosphere was spreading.

As that chilling aura finally settled upon him, the ancient snake shuddered, immediately pulling its arm away and turning to shrink back into the house.

"Oh, I just remembered that Anna needs to hear a bedtime story from me every day to fall asleep."

Realizing something was wrong, Samael was preparing to make his third escape as he spoke.

However, as the red and black ripples spread across the ground, his body became extremely weak, his five senses were stripped away layer by layer, his consciousness fell into silence, and he immediately fainted.

Just as Samael was leaning back and about to fall to the ground, the goddess of the underworld, looking slightly ashamed, gently caught him, knelt down and placed him to one side, and murmured comforting words.

"Don't worry, it's just a little pain, it will pass quickly."

The next day, after bidding farewell to everyone in Ur, they trekked through the humid rainforest.

Samael rubbed his stiff neck, looking puzzled.

After being stunned by Ereshkigal, he knew nothing more.

When I woke up, I was lying in bed, with the blankets covering me, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance.

Why did her reaction to her owner, Ellie, seem so strange both times she saw her?

Could it be that something has really been discovered?

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his body and that there were no scratches, hickeys or other marks on his skin, the ancient snake felt both relieved and disappointed.

It seems it won't be that quick. Could the problem lie with Ishtar?

With something on his mind, Samael quickened his pace slightly, approached Ishtar at the front of the group, and asked in a low voice.

"Ishtar, did you feel something was wrong last night?"

"What could be wrong? Everything's normal."

The goddess, whose cheeks were swollen, hissed and gasped as she responded nonchalantly.

Seemingly because she had accidentally touched her wound, Ishtar looked around reproachfully, grimacing and muttering.

"The mosquitoes in the rainforest are so vicious! When I see Kukulkan, I'll definitely teach her a lesson!"

You must have been the one who got pulled, right?

Samael compared the faint finger marks on the swollen area, twitched his lips, and finally swallowed his guess before preparing to make a run for it.

As long as the problem doesn't lie with them, it's fine. The two sisters treat each other like family, scolding each other as a sign of affection, and kicking each other when their feelings run deep.

In the age of gods, this is how emotions between family members are expressed; it takes time to get used to it.

However, to avoid being caught in the crossfire, I will not get involved.

However, as soon as the ancient serpent turned around, it couldn't help but endure the stinging pain in its mouth as it approached Ishtar, who was still thinking about making a profit as a middleman, and whispered to him as it walked over.