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"That was exhilarating. This era certainly has a lot of monstrous beasts." A cheerful voice suddenly came from outside, then Mordred pulled back the door curtain and entered the room. The previously lively room was now empty of people. Gudako and her group had gone to the divine tower's hall to seek an audience with Gilgamesh, while Merlin intended to drink the wine in the room before going to the hall, so he was still sitting in the room, sipping some wine.
"Strange, Father King isn't back yet?" Mordred looked around in confusion, but couldn't find Asher. Merlin, who was resting on a stone chair, looked up when he heard the voice, and then a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes as he said, "Oh my, what a troublesome fate. To think even you've been summoned."
"Merlin? Why are you here?" Mordred looked at Merlin, frowning slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.
"As you can see, I was summoned by Gilgamesh," Merlin said with a smile. "You must have already met your father, right?"
"Of course, why?" Mordred asked, looking at Merlin with a wary expression.
"No, nothing, just asking casually. Speaking of which, aren't you a bit too cautious? I'm the court mage of Britain, after all." Merlin looked puzzled. "Mordred, is there any reason for you to be so wary of me now?"
"Father King told me when I was little not to believe anything Merlin says, because he's a super big liar," Mordred said.
"Oh dear, oh dear, that's a huge misunderstanding. I'm an innocent person who has done nothing wrong!" Merlin said with a troubled expression. "It must be King Arthur holding a grudge against my talent, so he deliberately slandered me."
"Hahahaha, don't joke, how could Father King deliberately slander you?" Mordred placed her helmet beside the table, her fingers paused slightly, then she suddenly remembered something and looked up. "Oh, right, he's Father King, but... he's not the real Father King, is he?"
Even she could feel the difference in Asher. The Asher summoned now wasn't the real him; he was merely a sort of clone, and a divine clone at that.
"Yes, it's a bit complicated for various reasons, but as you said," Merlin said.
"I see..." Mordred muttered softly, seemingly pondering something.
"You're not thinking about protecting him well so you can spend more time with King Arthur, are you?" Merlin couldn't help but laugh, immediately seeing through Mordred's thoughts.
"What's so funny about that? Do you want a beating?!"
Mordred glared at Merlin, her face flushed.
"Nothing... but King Arthur, even as a clone, wouldn't be so weak as to need your protection."
"Is Father King strong now too?" Mordred asked in
confusion.
"In short, don't worry about King Arthur's problem. Just calmly accept Gilgamesh's tasks and do your own thing; that's enough. King Arthur will be fine, rest assured," Merlin said with a smile. After all, Asher's true body was still sleeping in his room in Britain. Even if he died here, he would just wake up from his dream. Unless his true body rushed here from Avalon, there wouldn't be any major problems.
Mordred frowned. This Merlin guy always liked to say incomprehensible things and act mysterious. She then asked, "By the way, where is my Father King now?"
Merlin pondered for a moment and then said, "Hmm... if nothing unexpected happens, he should be at Ishtar's temple now."
"Temple? Goddess Ishtar?"
"Who else could it be?" Merlin looked deeply in a certain direction. "It was truly the right decision to summon King Arthur to this era as well." If it weren't for Asher, it wouldn't be so easy to bring Ishtar into their camp so quickly. Just as he was planning his next moves, Merlin's body suddenly trembled, then he averted his gaze and rubbed his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Mordred asked in confusion.
"My Clairvoyance was discovered... Although it's a clone, it still possesses divine authority. Or rather, has his true body already almost completely inherited Odin's authority?" Merlin muttered to himself.
"What a baffling guy," Listening to Merlin's words, Mordred was a bit confused. She got up and left the room, saying to Jeanne, who was standing quietly by the door, "Let's go, let's patrol the streets and see if there's anything we can help with." Earlier, they had gone together to hunt monstrous beasts outside the city gates.
Fighting together was often one of the best ways to build camaraderie, and Mordred had grown somewhat
fonder of this woman who resembled her mother.
"Ash... I mean, isn't your Father King around?" Jeanne asked in confusion.
"Ah, he said he went to the temple," Mordred said. "But since it's that goddess's temple, she probably wouldn't
lay hands on Father King."
"Mm... indeed," Jeanne nodded, with a somewhat subtle expression. It was true that she wouldn't physically lay hands on him... but honestly, she was quite afraid of her other kind of "laying hands." Ever since the last time Artoria was summoned and did that in front of her, she felt very uneasy. But since it was a goddess... there shouldn't be any problem. Jeanne stopped thinking too much and walked onto the street with Mordred.
Meanwhile, on the other side. "Unbelievable! Truly unbelievable! That Merlin guy is really a perverted peeping tom! I really want to go over there and hit him with a beam of light right now!" The annoyed voice of Goddess Ishtar echoed in the temple. Her gaze was fixed on a certain spot, looking displeased.
"He certainly is an old lecher, truly detestable. I approve of the decision to give him a beating!" Asher echoed.
Anyway, there was no loss for him. If Ishtar wanted to beat Merlin, he'd let her.
"Let's set Merlin aside for now, and your business," Ishtar's gaze fell on Asher. "Where are my offerings?"
"I'll go to Gilgamesh to get them later, don't worry," Asher said. "Taking a portion from his treasury should be enough."
"Treasury, huh..." Ishtar looked up and pondered for a moment. Then, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she rubbed her hands as she approached Asher.
"What are you doing?" Noticing the faint green light in Ishtar's eyes and her mischievous grin, Asher instinctively asked.
"Hey, you're my attendant, aren't you, Ash?" Ishtar walked up to Asher, gripping his robe, and asked, looking up slightly.
"No," Asher shook his head.
Ishtar: "..."
"But you can tell me whatever you need, and I'll try my best to satisfy you," Asher continued.
"Come on an adventure with me after this," Ishtar's red eyes gazed into Asher's. "Let's explore that flashy golden guy's treasury together and find some good stuff.
Afterwards, I'll split it with you, how does that sound?!"
"...No matter how grandly you put it, it doesn't change the fact that you just want to rob him," Asher said, quite speechless. Why is this god's mind completely filled with gems? Asher wondered.
"What's wrong with that? It's just teaching that flashy golden guy a lesson, how about it?"
"Alright, I'll help you after this," Asher said. "But don't go looting other people's gems again." When he first arrived at the temple, Asher had inquired among the common people near Uruk. Their fear of Ishtar seemed to be partly because she would seize gems from others for her own use.
Ishtar's face immediately flushed, and she argued, "I've never done anything so outrageous! Those are all just rumors!"
"Hmm... let's just say they're rumors. Now, I'm going to see Gilgamesh. You can rest well in the temple for now."
Asher turned to walk towards the temple exit.
"Um..." Ishtar suddenly called out to Asher. "Do you think other humans really hate me?"
Asher couldn't help but smile. So this goddess actually cares about human opinions? If that's the case, why do so many bad things in the first place? Feeling Asher's gaze, Ishtar averted her eyes and whispered, "Well, what about it?"
"I think everyone just holds you in awe. That's different from fear," Asher said with a smile.
Ishtar was stunned for a moment, muttering, "Is that so?"
"You're the city god of Uruk, after all. How about a redre confidence?"
After a brief moment of confusion, Ishtar's eyes gradually brightened. "You're right! I am the city god, and it's only normal for everyone to revere and awe me, after all, I am a god!" Asher looked at Ishtar, who had suddenly become confident, and swallowed the words he wanted to say.
It was said that when Ishtar left Uruk, she left in her sky-boat, and at that time, her unrestrained laughter could be heard almost throughout the city. This probably became a psychological trauma for many, making them feel that their goddess seemed a bit neurotic. But never mind, as long as Ishtar could cheer up, it would help with the subsequent battles.
No longer looking at the gleaming-eyed goddess, Asher was about to leave, but then, Ishtar called out to him.
"Asher." Asher stopped.
"That's your true name, right?" Ishtar asked.
"Of course, is there something?"
"No," Ishtar's lips curved slightly. She hesitated, then finally said softly, "Thank you."
"Just mutual benefit," Asher waved his hand and left the temple.
Arriving at the main hall of the divine tower, Asher happened to see Ritsuka Fujimaru and Mash about to leave the hall. The two clearly noticed Asher. Mash was the first to smile and say, "King Arthur, you're back so soon?" They had just been in the same room, so they naturally knew Asher had previously taken Ishtar back to the temple.
"Yes, that goddess is quite easy to get along with," Asher said. "So I came out quickly."
"Easy to get along with? That's great. Honestly, at first, I was worried about how to get along with Goddess Ishtar," Ritsuka Fujimaru said, placing her hand on her
rather heaving chest, looking relieved.
"Did Gilgamesh agree to your assistance?" Asher asked.
"Yes, Miss Siduri is about to take us to a room to see, and then we'll probably get busy."
"That's good. If you have any difficulties, you can come find me. Anyway, our living quarters should be quite close," Asher said with a smile.
"Thank you, Senpai." Mash bowed politely, which made Asher freeze for a moment, staring blankly at the girl.
Ah... is this child an angel? After living so long, finally... he could finally become someone's "Senpai." Asher felt deeply moved for a moment. Truly worthy of Lancelot's child.
"Asher, how much longer are you going to keep this King waiting outside?" Gilgamesh's voice came from the hall, interrupting their casual chat. Asher sighed. What a king who likes to order people around. He still wanted to experience what it felt like to be looked up to as "Senpai" a little longer.
"We'll talk about anything else later. I'm going in now."
Asher reluctantly bid farewell to Mash and Ritsuka Fujimaru and stepped into the hall.
"Large groups of monstrous beasts have appeared in the
north again? What troublesome creatures. Immediately reduce the defense line of the territory!" Gilgamesh was looking at a clay tablet in his hand and giving orders. At this moment, Asher had entered the hall.
He glanced at the seemingly busy Gilgamesh and then very straightforwardly asked: "Goddess Ishtar has been settled. Is there anything else you need me to do?"
After all, if he had to wait for Gilgamesh to finish his political affairs, he probably wouldn't get a result even after several days and nights. And the person who just called him in was Gilgamesh, so he must have something important to entrust to him.
"Well done. The amount of offerings you proposed to that goddess, just inform Siduri about it later, and she will handle the offerings," Gilgamesh said, his gaze still on the clay tablet in his hand.
"Thank you for your understanding, but if possible, I would also like some gems," Asher said. "I borrowed some gems from Miss Siduri earlier to trade with Ishtar. This time, I'll return them all at once."
"Granted." Upon hearing Gilgamesh's reply, Asher felt a subtle sensation in his heart. The thought of potentially having to help that somewhat neurotic goddess rob Gilgamesh's treasury made him feel a little ashamed. Just then, a clay tablet flew swiftly towards Asher. Asher reacted quickly and immediately raised his hand to catch the clay tablet.
"This King is speaking to you, did you hear?" Gilgamesh's voice came from the throne.
"What did you say?" Asher asked.
Gilgamesh couldn't help but rub his forehead. "Never mind, this King will tell you again. Listen carefully, I just received news that a new goddess has appeared in the dense forest to the south, in the city of Ur. Only by understanding her information can this King formulate a
corresponding plan."
"Hmm... simply put, you want me to go investigate?"
"Are you unwilling?" Gilgamesh asked. "Among the Servants this King has summoned, you are the most suitable. If you cannot go, then others will have to."
"Never mind, I'll go," Asher said. There was no way he could let Mordred or Jeanne go, could he? The other party was a goddess; if they went and something happened to them, Asher would go crazy. Even if they were currently manifesting as Servants, he didn't want to see them sacrifice themselves before his eyes. Therefore, going himself would be more reassuring. At least if he died, his true body would still be there, and at worst, his true body could just rush to Uruk.
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