Stupid Odin

A golden, agile figure sprinted before the goddess Ishtar, frequently glancing back as he used his divine will to hurl the weapons suspended in mid-air at her.

These were divine treasures radiating divine light; perhaps their ranks weren't particularly high, but even a single one, if it fell into the mortal realm, would undoubtedly be a treasure heroes would fight over.

Of course, he wasn't going all out; most of the treasures were hurled as blunt instruments, impacting at obtuse angles, attempting to hinder the slender goddess.

Ishtar was fierce.

Despite her seemingly delicate limbs, a casual wave of her hand sent the hammer hurtling towards her flying away like a chopstick.

She continuously swung a leather whip (or belt) radiating divine brilliance in her right hand, chasing after him while howling, "Gilgamesh! Hehehe! You can't escape! Be a good boy and listen, or don't blame me for using the 'Seven Wolves' to whip you!"

The commotion caused by these two was so great that no one in the Silver Palace could fail to hear it.

The problem was that the Valkyries couldn't decide whether to intervene or not.

Poor Enkidu wanted to save Gilgamesh, but how could he possibly stop his stepmother, Ishtar?

Gilgamesh, constantly and miserably dodging the divine-powered leather belt ahead, roared in anger: "Madwoman! If you showed me a little respect, I might even call you 'Mother Goddess.' But you're going too far!"

"Darling, how am I going too far?" Even as she said this, Ishtar, giggling strangely, didn't stop the leather belt in her hand. This belt, made from the "Descendant of Fenrir," contained Thanatos's supreme divine power. Not to mention Gilgamesh, even a slightly weaker Aesir god wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Gilgamesh stubbornly refused to yield: "I'm five years old! When my brothers were this age, they were already fighting on the battlefield."

"O—o—o—oh, fi—i—ive y—e—e—ars o—o—old," Ishtar deliberately drawled, making her voice sound as strange as possible.

Just as Thanatos was utterly bewildered, Brunhilde secretly rode over on a Pegasus to report: "Your Majesty, the cause is that the goddess Ishtar believes Gilgamesh's entire body belongs to her, so she keeps pinching his butt. Then, the divine child declared that he has grown up and his mother shouldn't touch his butt anymore."

Thanatos's face immediately fell.

What the hell was this?

Ishtar was out of her mind, wasn't she?

Thanatos had plenty of women around him, but a mindset as bizarre as Ishtar's was probably unique, not only among his companions but also among all the gods.

The child had grown up and deserved his privacy.

Thanatos suddenly realized that there was a serious problem in his harem: there was no mistress. In theory, they were all equal.

This resulted in no one having sufficient justification to discipline Ishtar when she acted erratically.

Considering that Gilgamesh in mythology rejected Ishtar's advances, Thanatos estimated that Ishtar would still act up with this incarnation of Gilgamesh as her son.

Thanatos rubbed his forehead. A few seconds later, his body transformed into a stream of light, suddenly appearing between Gilgamesh and Ishtar.

"Ah! Father God!" Gilgamesh was pleasantly surprised.

"Ah! Darling… or… ?" Ishtar was terrified.

Moreover, Thanatos, not having shrunk in size, was more than three times her height.

Thanatos ignored 'Goldie' and instead glared at Ishtar: "Idiot! You need to learn how to be a proper mother."

With that, Thanatos picked up Ishtar with one hand, just like grabbing a chick.

"Son! Dad's going to hit me! Save me, save me!" She actually reached out to her son at this moment, looking like she was facing a tragic parting, even shedding tears.

It was hard to say how much of this eccentric goddess's fear was genuine and how much was acting.

Gilgamesh was extremely embarrassed.

Thanatos glanced back at him: "My son, you did the right thing. In the future, if this silly woman acts up, just call my name in your heart."

"Yes, Father God!" At this moment, 'Goldie' couldn't be arrogant.

Not to mention his old man, his brothers, who had no respect for the old or love for the young, were very willing to spar with him. His mortal-sized body was destined to be at a disadvantage in close combat, and he had been brutally beaten by his brothers. The worst part was that even if he was bruised and battered, his scoundrel grandfather, Borr, would still be happy.

Having such a family, he really had nowhere to reason.

Thanatos was already the most reasonable one.

The old father dragged the mother inside, and a series of 'whack, whack, whack' sounds of the leather belt echoed from the inner hall. Gilgamesh and Enkidu, these half-brothers, looked at each other, unsure what to say.

After Thanatos left, Ishtar, with a mournful face, hugged Gilgamesh and wailed: "Your dad spanked my butt! Son, when you grow up, you must avenge your old mother…"

Goldie: "…"

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… …

The days passed by.

Gilgamesh fully matured.

Thanatos was surprised, but not entirely so. His youngest son was truly capable of fighting. His "Gate of Babylon," when used to its full potential, would be a challenge even for Thor.

After all, Gilgamesh theoretically possessed all the treasures of the Sumerian world, or rather, the prototypes of the treasures.

Even more amazing was that Gilgamesh, completely unaware of the causal relationship, declared: "I learned this move from Father God's 'World Sword Array'!"

Thanatos: "…"

Starting with the Sword of the Nine Realms, he had been playing a sword-wielding technique similar to that of a sword immortal, using his divine will to control the divine swords of various realms, inflicting ranged damage on enemies.

In this life, since he was the first to play this, it had long become a recognized signature move within the Aesir tribe.

Once upon a time, the gods were still complaining about why none of Thanatos's sons had learned this move.

Now, 'Goldie' had learned it, and everyone said that he was indeed a true son.

Thanatos could only sigh at how powerful the malice of fate was.

Even more amazing was that the divine office assigned to Gilgamesh by the world was "God of Wealth and Treasures," which seemed outrageous but also not so outrageous.

A God of Wealth who was good at fighting was very reasonable, right?

If the God of Wealth couldn't fight, wouldn't he have been robbed long ago?

In contrast, Enkidu was the "Savage God," the guardian of all uncivilized barbarians in the world. His main followers were the uncivilized humans in the Sumerian world who had not joined the city-states.

This seemed very strange to others. People didn't know how the will of the world had given him this positioning.

Only Thanatos knew that Enkidu in the "Epic of Gilgamesh" was a wild man with hair all over his body and curly hair. He was once Gilgamesh's mortal enemy, but later the two fought a great battle and actually became friends, even sharing the throne and ruling the city-state of Uruk equally.

The will of the Jormungandr world actually unintentionally inherited some of the fate positioning of the Sumerian world.