Ananu spent almost the whole day hanging out with the warriors. It was not until the sun set that he entered the temple of Ishtar at dusk.
He met again the dissolute goddess, the eldest daughter of the moon god Nanna and the sister of Ereshkigal.
But...feeling Ishtar's wary eyes, Ananu always wanted to laugh.
After all, when he thinks of Ereshkigal now, he can remember that Ishtar was killed by his sisters and hung up like a piece of dried bacon.
"Goddess Ishtar, I did it." He looked at Ishtar with a hint of provocation.
"I have done what you have done, and I have done it better than you." Ishtar gritted her teeth and could not say anything, because this was the fact, and her self-esteem as a god had not yet allowed her to Doing something to deny reality.
Ananu opened his arms and maintained the so-called
A smile that "deserves a beating". What he meant was obvious. This is a silent question. Now, who is doing better?
"You win, Ananu." Ishtar looked at Ananu's somewhat artificial gesture and turned his head sullenly.
"So why did you come to me? What do you want from me? A reward from the goddess?"
"I don't want anything from you, I don't have any needs from you." Ananu put down his hand and shook his head gently.
"I just wanted to ask a question."
"Just one question."
"...You can ask any question." Ishtar was willing to admit defeat and nodded reluctantly.
Now Ananu is qualified to say this.
"You tried your best to stir up my emotions in various ways and make me go to the underworld. What are you thinking about?"
"Even if you want me to die, there should be a reason. I didn't ask when I set out because I didn't think it was necessary. But now - can you please answer my question and help me solve it? Where are you confused?" Ananu always had a smile on his face that was easy to handle, and Ishtar's fire was aroused when he saw it.
"Do you need any reason to want someone to die? Don't you know that there is a word among humans called disaster?" She looked at Ananu with irritated eyes, which were exactly the same as Shamhat Her beautiful face made her feel extremely disgusted.
Ananu was a little stunned.
"Is that just the reason?"
"I know that my reputation among gods and humans is not very good. I am self-aware about this. I am not a jealous goddess or a dissolute goddess. I think this reason is enough." Ishtar She changed into a more comfortable position, and Ananu's stunned expression made her feel a little funny.
"but......"
"It's not that there are no other reasons."
"What's the reason?" Ananu was a little curious, what could make this goddess so hostile to herself, and even want her to die in the underworld.
He had already been ready to release the Key of Heaven, beat Ishtar up, or even kill him directly.
Killing and being killed are all in one thought. She wanted to kill Ananu, and there was no reason for Ananu not to want to kill her. However, for various reasons, the two of them now had a look on their faces in the temple. With an expression that was so peaceful that it could even be considered a smile.
A god, a god made weapons, but he learned the falseness of human beings vividly. In this sense, Ananu and Ishtar both understand human beings very well.
"I like Gilgamesh." Ishtar said very naturally, no longer hiding her desire.
"I want him to be my husband." Ananu's face twitched twice.
"Let's not talk about whether Jill will agree or not. What does this matter have to do with me? I don't like Jill, and Jill doesn't like me either."
"We are friends, close friends. Don't use your brain that only has lust and love to measure our feelings." Ishtar raised her eyebrows.
"Have you ever told me about this? Besides, the things that are filling my mind are the things that belong to my power and control. Is there any problem?" She seemed very matter-of-fact.
Ananu smiled. He had no choice to ask any more questions
"You didn't ask either," he said, because he knew that such questions were of no use to Ishtar. This self-goddess would always feel that she was right.
"Let's stop talking here today. I proved what I wanted to prove, and that's enough, goddess."
"As for what I experienced in the underworld, what I gained, and what I lost, you can go to the underworld again and ask your sisters yourself."
"However, I still have one thing to advise you." Ananu narrowed his eyes, and his breath became slightly dangerous, making Ishtar involuntarily nervous.
"Before you take action, it is best to consider whether you were instigated and provoked by others to do it, or whether you chose to act because of a simple stereotype."
"You will live less like yourself, more like the bound god than your sisters."
"That's what I want to say, goodbye, I hope we won't be against each other, even if we already want to kill each other." After speaking, Ananu implemented his own style, turned around and flew up, directly flying After leaving the gate of the temple, he flew towards the palace where Gilgamesh lived in the distance, leaving Ishtar with a complex and wary look, as well as confusion and displeasure.
Instigating, provoking, rigid, constraining, opposing... Ishtar's expression was uncertain.
...
"Are you going to find Ishtar?" Enkidu Tosiduli prepared a sumptuous dinner for Ananu. Because of the existence of the army, Uruk's top leaders have now achieved the freedom of Warcraft meat to a certain extent. After all, under the influence of Humbaba, the number of monsters is increasing, and they look like ancient times.
"There's nothing to say, that goddess is a fool." Ananu was not polite and started to enjoy the meal.
He has been out for nearly a year and has almost never had a decent meal. After all, Ananu will not destroy the natural order. Basically, he just licks the dew or hoarfrost on the leaves every day. Now that I am alive, I miss such delicious food in human society.
When it comes to creativity in eating, humans are truly the only oddity in nature.
"The most outrageous thing is that she said she liked Gilgamesh. I almost laughed out loud on the spot." Gilgamesh was stunned when he walked in through the door.
Ananu and Enkidu were also stunned.
