[comprehensive] Ishtar

Because of the cub that was abducted intentionally or unintentionally, and the plan of Goddess Ningsun, Ishtar and Gilgamesh became familiar with each other very quickly.

Although the small-bellied girl is still thinking about how she was calculated when she first met, and even desperately wants to take revenge on Gilgamesh.But whenever she wants to settle accounts with the other party, there will always be various strange or interesting things popping up, attracting Ishtar's attention.

Then when she regained consciousness, she had already missed the best opportunity to settle accounts.

Ereshkigal's impression of Gilgamesh was also in this process, and the naked eye has slipped from "normal" to "dangerous", and now it has been marked with a big red label of "high risk"——

——All the guys who want to grab Ishtar from her are not good people!

And when Ishtar finally found a chance to settle the account with Gilgamesh for being bullied by him, they had already become familiar with each other to the point where they didn't need to worry about such trivial matters.

Ishtar was caught in the entanglement of 'We know each other so well, but I still hold on to this matter, I feel so narrow-minded', 'But what should I do if I don't feel uncomfortable if I don't vent'.

As for whether Gilgamesh was watching the show, only he himself knew: "Let him go." The blond king who had grown into a teenager and took over the throne from his father leaned against the back of the garden. By the window, I looked at the goddess who was squatting on the ground and kneading the hairball.

"Jiujiu is having a lot of fun." Ishtar laughed, and with a clever trick, he knocked the little lion to the ground, stretched out his hand and ravaged his soft stomach, "I won't act cute What kind of lion is a big cat?"

Gilgamesh showed an extremely toothache expression: "That's a lion, not a cat. The one that jumps at the ball is a domestic animal that has lost its claws and teeth, and lost its nature."

"Come on, even if it's a ferocious beast raised outdoors, it's still a cat at heart." Ishtar kept moving his hands, "Things in the bones will not change, no matter how hard you try, things that have matured , will only distort, but will not transform from the root."

"And don't underestimate livestock!"

"So you raised a lion into a cat?"

Perhaps it was because Ishtar's attention was diverted, and the strength of her hand was no longer satisfactory to the lion cub. The brown lion with a mane let out a howling sound, trying to attract Ishtar's attention force.

"No, I'm talking about you sneering at the gods, but you must pretend to be respectful to them on the surface." Turning to look at the king of Uruk leaning against the window, "For example, admit it, you I don't want to read those documents at all, but you have to pretend that you are a very good king."

"As expected of a fighting school with a simple brain circuit, the brain is all about intuition."

Gilgamesh was not offended by Ishtar's almost provocative words. In fact, there was a person who could easily see through his plan and hidden hidden things in the depths, which made Gilgamesh very happy.

"If your mouth continues to be so poisonous, be careful to be a bachelor for the rest of your life." Ishtar sneered, "If you think about it, the guy who can be with you either has a crush on your face or you status——thinking about it, both you and her are pitiful enough."

The king, who was criticized and disgusted, sneered: "So so many people want to be the queen of this king?"

"Queen of Uruk, tsk tsk," the two people's gazes collided, and then they staggered, "Just think about how this queen has to deal with..." Ishtar suppressed the name, "Thank you for your insensitivity .”

Gilgamesh was not surprised by this answer. In fact, Ishtar was one of the few intelligent gods he had ever seen: "Aren't my face and my status a part of me?" Thinking thoughtfully, "These are the capital of this king, why can't this king rely on these capitals to live more recklessly? What's more, one day, this world—"

Gilgamesh didn't finish his sentence, but Ishtar knew what he was omitting.

"The ambition is so big, be careful." She didn't answer, nor did she pretend that she didn't hear, "I heard from my father that you are going to go to war next month?"

"The news is well-informed. This is probably something that was decided just last month." Gilgamesh raised the corner of his mouth ironically, "Why, what does our goddess of love and fertility need to teach?"

He did not hide his mockery of the gods. Interestingly, as a god, Ishtar was not annoyed by his rude attitude at the moment. What she was angry about was something else: "Be careful I curse the people of Uruk Cut off children and grandchildren," Ishtar sarcastically returned, but the taunt quickly turned into worry, "You must play in person?"

This question is a bit surprising, at least Gilgamesh was quite surprised.Obviously both he and Ishtar knew what this war meant, and they were tacit about each other's situation.He thought of many possibilities, but he never thought that Ishtar would be entangled in this kind of place.

It was a strange feeling. Gilgamesh knew it from birth. From the moment he was conscious, he knew that he would become the king of Uruk and the ruler of mankind, and those humans respected and feared him as he imagined.

It was the first time that such simple care came from a god who was supposed to be superior to all living beings.

——Although Gilgamesh felt that Ishtar was just worrying.

His habit and pride all along prevented Gilgamesh from revealing his true inner emotions: "As a king, how could he not lead by example and set an example for the soldiers of the common people?"

The young man who has not yet fully grown can already glimpse the appearance of the future: "If you need others to do even a little thing, if there is another name on this land than 'Gilgamesh' The name is even louder. Then this king, this king, is too dereliction of duty."

What is he implying.

But Ishtar didn't want to comment: "I think you're crazy."

"But in my eyes, you are the one who went crazy, my lord goddess."

The gold and the red collided, and Ishtar and Gilgamesh saw in each other's eyes that they had something in each other, familiar but somewhat strange.

The difference is that Gilgamesh has ambition in his eyes, while Ishtar's eyes hide indifference.

Ishtar stared at Gilgamesh, and the person she was watching looked back at her without hesitation. When the eyes collided, there was something else that intersected in the minds of the two people, and then they fought.

It wasn't until Ishtar's cub let out another howl of dissatisfaction because of being left out in the cold, that the silence in the garden was broken.

"I won't stand on your side, human." Ishtar turned his eyes away first, "If I do, then I will lose my home."

"Then, I bet you will." Perhaps it was because the girl's evasive gesture was too obvious, but Gilgamesh was rare to be calm, "Compared to those guys who are superior, you and I are different, Ish."

It was the first time to be called so gently by Gilgamesh, but Ishtar didn't feel honored.

In fact, she finds it a little scary, partly because Gilgamesh never does useless work, and partly because Gilgamesh is right about one thing.

She may be called Ishtar, but in a deeper place, in a place that no one else knows, there is a sleeping, human soul.

That is her secret that no one can tell, that is her most hidden treasure.

"What do you want to say?" Ishtar bent down and hugged the little lion in his arms, looking at the boy leaning against the window, "but you have thought about what you want to say."

But Gilgamesh's thoughts turned to a strange place. He saw the smile on Ishtar's face, and a complacent emotion called 'victory' surged from the bottom of his heart.

"Finally looks like a goddess, Ishtar." When the smile disappeared, Gilgamesh finally saw the appearance of the gods from this god who didn't look like a god.

It's not arrogance, but the self-confidence and arrogance of those who go against me.

Gilgamesh looked at Ishtar like this, like a flash of inspiration, an idea flashed through his brain, and he had to obey his heart and say it.

"Let's go to the battlefield together, Ishtar."

He jumped down from the window sill, watching Ishtar's lazy aura since playing with the lion in the garden, dissipated at this moment.

He stretched out his inviting palm towards Ishtar, with a fierce aura around him, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, with a dazzling edge that made people want to dodge.

It wasn't until she got close that Ishtar realized that Gilgamesh was already taller than her before she knew it.The little boy who was half a head shorter than her when we first met, unknowingly grew into a towering tree.

"The battlefield?" Ishtar stared at Gilgamesh, as if he wanted to see his purpose from Gilgamesh's eyes, "I am not the goddess of war, Gil."

"It doesn't matter." Gilgamesh laughed, "No one is born with these things, Ishtar."

"I have to say, sometimes you have more foresight than this king, Ish." It's rare to be friendly without ridicule, "Although you still look down on the dungeon king, just now, you are more or less like a god ah."

Ishtar looked at Gilgamesh blankly.

"Why do you look at me like this?" Perhaps Ishtar's eyes were too strange, and the smile on Gilgamesh's face could no longer be concealed. what?"

The blond boy raised his head and looked directly at the goddess: "If the big cat raised in the garden is still a lion in its bones, and has never become a domestic animal because of its teeth being pulled out, then prove it to me, Ishtar. "

The king's eyes were full of burning desire: "Abandon your obsequious and disgusting hypocrisy, and show me what the real goddess looks like, Ishtar."

"Prove to me that what's in your bones won't change. Prove to me that things that have matured won't change."

There was a gleam in the king's eyes, his piercing eyes piercing the soul: "Don't let the 'Love and Fertility' function cover your true self, Ishtar."