Moon World Can't Be a Love Game

"Saron, continue to answer questions. Solve it as soon as possible, there is still a lot to do."

"Well, I know. Be careful."

Of course it wasn't Gilgamesh who needed to "be careful". Saron raised his hand and patted Ishtar's calf. This guy was still stepping on his shoulders and gesturing towards Jin Shining.

"Don't worry, just answer the question, don't worry about me."

"Answer... Please answer my question quickly..."

"Tsk... Is the door also in a hurry? Then you can ask."

"...In the face of suffering, trust, respect and love. It's worth asking her for help. It is the goddess of the underworld who has insisted on fulfilling her duties for countless years, or the goddess of Venus who only wants to act recklessly."

"This is slander!"

Little Ishtar stepped on Saron's head with one foot.

"Please choose... Ereshkigal or Ishtar."

"Ereshkigal."

Saron gave the answer without hesitation. He didn't choose Ishtar because he was afraid that she would be a disservice. This reason was convincing enough.

"What... I have helped you so many times..."

Little feet are still stepping on Saron's head.

"Strategy, forget? It's just a trick."

"All right..."

Ishtar let out a sullen moan, then raised his little arm and pointed at the newly-appeared undead.

"Come on~ Kim Pika! Destroy them!"

Gilgamesh ignored Ishtar's command, but after taking a serious look, he waved and unfolded his seal of divine authority.

"Has the test become stronger? It seems that this king has to show some real skills!"

Different from the previous two gates, this time there were not four or eight golden vortexes emerging behind Gilgamesh, but thirty-six.

36 staffs of different shapes emerged from the golden vortex, and the magic power glowing with dazzling golden light condensed on the top of the staff and shot out.

And when the first wave of attacks had just reached the undead under the third door, the second wave of attacks had already begun to condense and form at the top of the 36 staffs.

"boom!"

After four waves of cannonballs were fired, Gilgamesh closed the seal of divine authority in his hand and stood there and laughed loudly:

"Haha! This king has begun to look forward to the next opponent! Let's go!"

He was so confident that he did not confirm the life and death of the undead in the shelling dust, but directly waved to Saron to move forward.

Saron nodded, raised his hands above his head, grabbed Ishtar's small waist and put her on the ground.

"Be careful."

"Um..."

Little Ishtar nodded pitifully, and slammed into the door with his eyes closed.

"Oh! It hurts!"

After a cry of pain, Ishtar shrank again, and his petite appearance made Saron mistakenly think that he saw Tohsaka Rin when he was two or three years old——

No, no, Rin is much cuter than her.

Because, Ishtar stood on Saron with one foot on his shoulder and one foot on his head when he passed through the third door.

"Oh hehe~ Mistress of the sky really wants to stand on the highest place!"

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Chapter 59 Shura Field

"Answer, answer.

Faith is unrequited...Prayer is given...

Man does not seek favor from God, but only offers favor...is a lifelong slave.

In that case, answer, the goddess of cleanliness who is qualified to accept such noble labor is—”

The fourth door, which speaks blandly, raises the question.

Saron frowned in confusion, he really didn't understand what the question was talking about.

"Just follow your own thoughts, not to take care of my emotions."

"Oh..."

Thinking that Ishtar running around barefoot every day must have nothing to do with cleanliness, the answer is obvious.

"Ereshkigal."

"Ugh... betrayed again."

"The next question is you."

"Really? Don't regret it~"

Ishtar smiled happily, facing other goddesses, she could not pursue victory, but facing Ereshkigal, she was the only one who refused to lose to that guy.

"real..."

Weird.

While Saron was coaxing Ishtar like a child, Gilgamesh had already solved the fourth gate battle alone.

"Huh... The long-lost battle has made this king's blood boil!"

"The battle that follows—"

"Are you questioning the strength of this king? This king is going to judge Ereshkigal through the seven gates!"

"...You take it easy, to die here is to die."

"Idiot! How can this king lose! Move on!"

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"Answer, answer.

To survive is to dispense with useless habits, and to live is to cultivate useless habits.

It is the inevitable duty of the intellect to spend extravagantly on food, expend energy, and find joy.

But be cautious.Unlimited intake of nutrients will only lead to fat.If you were to entrust your life to one person, it would be—

Oil and meat and Ishtar, or Ereshkigal for the liver? "

"Ishtar, I like meat."

"Aha! Saron is indeed the person I like! I have the same hobby as me!"

After passing through the fourth gate, Ishtar, who was about the size of Saron's head, put his feet on the top of his head and clapped his hands with a smile.

"Are you a fat pig?"

The fifth door let out an unwilling roar.

"A life without wine and meat is soulless, let's move on to the next one."

Saron really likes eating meat, and the answers he made at the five gates completely followed the truest thoughts in his heart, and did not make a deliberate bias.

Because he was also curious as to which one he would prefer between Ishtar and Ailey.

As for the upper limit of favorability that has been lost, since it was lost from a quest, he will find a way to make it up with a quest in the future... In short, it is impossible to give up, and every attribute point is particularly important to him now.

The enemies that appeared in the fifth gate were much stronger than the first four gates. Even Gilgamesh took a lot of effort to solve them.

"Hahahahaha! Saron is stunned? This king has only shown one-tenth of his seriousness, and he is already invincible!"

Gilgamesh was having fun, apparently forgetting that Saron wasn't the one who would sing his praises at this time.

"...Then I can hit you ten times."

Saron rolled his eyes at Gilgamesh, shook his head, passed through the gate, and continued toward the sixth gate.

"Oops! Don't shake!"

Ishtar shrank again after passing through the fifth door, and simply sat on top of Saron's head, tugging at his hair one by one.

"..."

In front of the sixth door.

"Answer, answer.

Humans are wise and ignorant.

Freedom and bondage are always on opposite sides.

Should we believe in the freedom and debauchery of Ishtar, or follow Ereshkigal for management and restraint. "

"Hey! The word debauchery is already a personal attack!"

Ishtar angrily pulls out two hairs, Saron's, of course.

"The question...I choose Ishtar."

"Idiot! No matter who they are, they should abide by their duties and not indulge like Ishtar!"

"No, I chose freedom. Everyone should have the freedom to choose."

"Freedom of choice...?"

The sixth door made a very human-like sound, trembled slightly, and then disappeared.

A new batch of enemies emerged, and they were still cleaned up by Gilgamesh's light-hearted appearance.