Moon World Can't Be a Love Game

Saron nodded in agreement, and placed the plates with lamb chops in front of everyone in turn.

Suddenly, Ishtar, who was drunk on the table, sat up straight on the stool, looked around the dining table with cold eyes, and pushed the table to stand up.

"...I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Ishtar, no, it should be Alley bowing her head slightly, leaving the dining table and walking out of the house under the puzzled eyes of others.

"Lord Ishtar..."

Siduri made a worried voice.

"Don't worry, everyone eat first, I'll take a look."

Just as Saron sat down beside Siduri, he quickly stood up and patted Siduri on the shoulder soothingly.

Outside the Chaldean embassy, ​​Elle was looking inside from a very subtle angle.

Saron walked to Elle's side, and just following her line of sight, he was able to see everyone at the dinner table at a glance.

"Irene should really like the lively atmosphere, right?"

"...Also, it's okay, I just like it a little bit."

Ai Lei smiled slightly, such a lively scene has never been seen in the underworld, and it is also what she hopes to see in the long night.

"but......"

There was an indescribable loneliness in the slowly lowered voice.

Saron turned his head, and the figure in front of him belonged to Ishtar, and gave a clear answer.

"Ai Lei, don't worry, identity will not be an obstacle to meeting new friends, not to mention Merlin and the others have met during the day, so they are not strangers."

"...It's okay, I'll just watch from a distance."

Ellie didn't waver, she still smiled slightly, but Saron knew that this was definitely not her true words.

"Of course it matters. It's so cold outside, you'll get sick."

Saron grabbed Elle's wrist, dragged her into the room, entered the Chaldean embassy, ​​and coughed twice to attract the attention of the people at the table.

"I would like to introduce to you, Ishtar's sister, Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld who is industrious and kind, and who deeply loves human beings."

"That... hello everyone!"

The blonde haired Elle waved with a smile, and then turned to look at Saron with some worry.

"Wouldn't it be too informal to say hello like that?"

On the table, Siduri was stunned when she saw this scene, turned her palm up, pressed down from thumb to pinky, shook her head slightly, and sighed helplessly.

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Siduri's movement of counting her fingers was caught in Saron's eyes, especially when she saw that she turned her gaze to Anna faintly, and seemed to be hesitating whether to bounce one of the folded fingers, she even raised her heart to her throat. .

Saron could really swear to God that the five he counted might be real, but he didn't have any other thoughts about Anna, and the magic repair just now was an accident without any discordant movements.

"call......"

Seeing that Siduri didn't count Anna in the end, Saron let out a long sigh of relief, dragged Alley to the dining table, and pressed him on the seat in front of Ishtar.

"Ereshkigal, we meet again~ Would you like to have a drink?"

Feathered Serpent took the job of greeting Ailei enthusiastically. Saron nodded, quietly shook the hand of Ba Yuqian on the left, walked back to Siduri and sat down, showing her a pleasing smile.

"You..."

Siduri sighed angrily and hilariously, and pinched Saron's waist lightly without much force, but Saron still pretended to be in pain and begged for mercy.

"Wrong, wrong, go home and punish again."

"Think beautifully, and sleep by yourself today."

Siduri rolled her eyes at Saron and shook her head.

"The Leopard Goddess has to bring in a group of citizens before midnight. I have to go there and watch."

"Thank you for your hard work, Siduri."

"It's all my job, but you..."

Siduri lowered her head, clutching the skirt on her knees with both hands, looking extremely hard.

Worry and love rushed toward his face, Saron smiled lightly, grabbed Siduri's hand, and clenched it tightly in the palm of his hand.

"Siduri, we will win, trust me."

"Um..."

Siduri nodded lightly, took out her hand and poured another glass of wine for Saron, and stood up to add wine to the others on the table.

Saron held the glass without drinking, silently admiring this banquet that spanned time and space.

The grand occasion of heroic spirits from different eras and different regions gathered together in Uruk, I am afraid I will never have the opportunity to see it again in this life.

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Different from the liveliness of the Chaldean embassy, ​​the tower at night is particularly deserted, and the platform on the top of the tower called "Heaven's Hill" is even more so.

On the edge of the Sky Hill, Gilgamesh stood with his hands behind his back, facing the north.

"It made me look for a long time, why did you come here?"

With two jars of wine in his hand, Saron walked out of the stairs while sighing. The banquet was over, and he brought condolences to the lonely old man Mr. Jin.

Gilgamesh was silent, and Saron moved beside him strangely.

"Not in a good mood? Missing an old lover? Come, come, I brought you good wine, something that Uruk can't drink."

"Don't think of this king as an idiot full of women like you."

Gilgamesh glanced at Saron lightly, sat cross-legged on the spot, and took out a cup from the vortex behind him and placed it in front of him.

"What are you still doing! Pour wine! This king wants to see if there is any good wine that Uruk does not have!"

The old man has a normal temper.

Saron shook his head and smiled, also sat down cross-legged, and filled Gilgamesh with a glass.

"...Well, um, it's really good. This is agave from South America, right? It didn't live up to the king's expectations."

"How do you know it?"

Saron is very curious, is clairvoyance so unreasonable?

"Since this king can accomplish everything, he is naturally omniscient."

Gilgamesh's tone was indifferent, and his eyes remained on the north.

"Don't watch it, I'll see you tomorrow, you can watch it for as long as you want."

"This king..."

Gilgamesh sighed, and another wine glass emerged from the golden vortex and fell to Saron's hand.

"Saron, grant you the qualification to drink with this king."

Dead arrogant...Saron pouted, filling Gilgamesh's empty glass first, then picked up the other and poured himself a glass.

"cheers?"

Saron tentatively made a gesture of clinking glasses.

"...Your qualifications are still far behind, but this king will give you a temporary one, cheers."

Gilgamesh paused, raised his glass, and moved it to Saron's glass and touched it lightly.

It was said to be a toast, but invariably, both Saron and Gilgamesh were just slowly tasting the glass of wine in their hands.

"Saron, this king asks you, what is your wish?"

Wish... The word Gilgamesh suddenly mentioned, Saron hadn't thought about it for a long time.

"End this disaster, then have two children and live happily to the death."

It is the wish of ordinary people to say that it is small and small, and that it is big and big, but it makes Gilgamesh smile happily.

"Happy? Happy? Isn't that just pleasure! Very well, this king will give names to those two children at that time."

"no."

Saron sipped his wine. Although he had not yet understood the rules of Sumerian naming, it was definitely not Gilgamesh's turn to name a child.

"Huh? What if there is a Holy Grail as a gift from this king to the two children in advance?"

Uruk's cup fell from the golden vortex into Gilgamesh's hands, but Saron didn't even bother to look at it.

"Why do I want this broken cup?"

"Idiot. If you want to provide enough magic power to force the South American god to stay after the singularity disappears, no one can do it except the Holy Grail."

Can't Gilgamesh do it too?Of course it can be done.

However, Saron knew that Gilgamesh would never do something like contracting a god, and his own divinity was lowered by a level because of his disgust for gods.

"The Holy Grail?"

Saron sighed softly.

"The problem is that I don't know if she wants to..."

"A total idiot! You'll be delighted to keep her, and she'll be honoured and equally delighted as your woman!"

Although Gilgamesh's temper has improved, his logic is still so domineering and unreasonable that it is difficult for Saron to agree.

"However, if the other party will feel happy because of it, then wouldn't the two happiness add up to a greater happiness?"

Saron never tried to convince Gilgamesh, just hoped he could see a better way.

"Well, this is the first time I have heard of this statement, but this kind of joy that can be matched or even surpassed the addition, how many times can people meet in a short life? Even this king..."