I don't like the gods, I want to be a hero

I don't know if it's Serius' illusion, but he seemed to feel some sense of loss during Hades' question just now.

"Weigh the good and evil of the soul, settle the sins of the world, enter eternal peace for the good, and fall into the abyss of pain for the evil."

"The correct answer—"...

Seleus passed through the six gates of Hades smoothly, but was deadlocked before the last stone gate.

"Living ones, since you understand the meaning of death, why don't you give up your own immortality, so that your soul has the right to rest—"

"I'm really sorry, Your Majesty the God of Hades. The immortality of this body is the most important treasure to me, so I can't give it up." Seleus rejected the God of Hades' request.

The power of immortality is the blessing of Hades' love. Unless he wants to return to the Greek Hades after solving all the troubles on his body, Serius will never discard this blessing.

What's more, the existence of immortality means that Seleus still has the concept of death. If the blessing of immortality is removed... Seleus himself can hardly imagine that kind of hopeless picture.

"The most important treasure?" The indifferent voice was mixed with displeasure. Although he understood the strength gap between the two sides, Ereshkigal still taunted. "Since immortality is the most important treasure, then hand in a copy of the other treasures on your body as a test to pass this... gate..."

Without hesitation, Seleus took out the sword of Olympus from his body. When he put the sword of thunder beside the stone gate, the voice of Hades trembled a little.

"Living ones, please forgive my rudeness—" Ereshkigal, who recovered his mood, admitted his mistake very simply, and the existence with this powerful sword would naturally not be greedy for the blessing of immortality.

Stepping through the seventh door that opened slowly, Seleus saw the mistress of the underworld——Ereshkigal.

This is a gigantic bone god, with a white veil on her skull, and scarlet flesh between the bones.Ereshkigal stood right in front of Seleus, and the hollow eye sockets of the skeleton turned to Seleus who was approaching her.

"Living ones, you who went to the underworld and passed the test, what do you want?"

"Lord Ereshkigal, what I ask is that you please put Ishtar back. As the god of fertility, once she is left in the underworld, people on the earth will perish." Put your right hand on your chest Before, Serius asked respectfully.

"Living ones, Enki's elf has come, and he will replace Ishtar's soul with the Dumuzi brothers and sisters representing plants and animal husbandry. Your request has been fulfilled."

"Plants and livestock?" Ereshkigal's words were beyond Seleus' expectations. This year's harvest has been reduced because of Ishtar's death. Even if she returns to the land, it will take more than half a year. Only the next season of wheat will come, and this kind of lean time will bring the god of fauns and gods of plants to the underworld...

Even with the food stored by Seleus, there is no way to support the people of Sumer to survive this period of time.

Thinking of this, Seleus made an instant decision.

"Lord Ereshkigal, can I replace the two gods to redeem Ishtar's soul..."

......

"...It's just that because of the rules of the underworld, Ereshkigal asked to exchange Ishtar's life with things that are the same as the gods, so I found a tree of life from Ishtar's courtyard , killed the big snake inside, drove away the witch who occupied the magpie's nest while the master was away, and used this tree of life to replace Ishtar..."

"Out of gratitude, Ishtar used the remaining branches and the expelled dead energy from his body to make these two treasures - the 'Wheel of Life' and the 'Stick of Death'. I also thought about using these two things as A farewell gift for you guys, I'm a little complacent, but who knows..."

Seleus rolled his eyes at the two friends.

"You guys even prepared gifts far surpassing these two treasures behind my back."

"Honestly speaking, your expression of wanting to take out the gun after seeing the imitation of Wang Lvjian is so funny, it's a pity that you didn't keep it." Gilgamesh, who broke free from the chain, clasped his hands On Serius' shoulder, he teased happily.

Enki on the side didn't answer, but looked worriedly at the two friends who had been playing all the time. The keen Sky Lock sensed something unusual from Serius' gift, and he was sure that Jill also had the same feeling. Feel.

'Selius' time is running out...'

Chapter 32 At the end of the story, I look forward to seeing you next time

In the dead of night in Jigurat, Serius stood in front of the bed with a battle ax on his back, glanced at the two friends who were pretending to be asleep with crimson eyes, then left Uruk with a sigh.

After Sirius left, Gilgamesh and Enki opened their eyes at the same time. They first glanced at each other, and then looked at the meteor that was getting farther and farther away in the sky...

......

"I thought you wouldn't return to the underworld."

The bone giant stopped the work of weaving the gun prison. Although there was no emotion in her empty eyes, there was a bit of surprise in her hoarse voice.

"Why do you think so? I put a cornerstone of the god system here as a mortgage."

Seleus was more surprised than she was. Why did Ereshkigal feel that he would not keep his promise?

"Although that sword is precious enough, it is actually useless to you at all, and depending on your attitude, this sword is not something that cannot be discarded at all."

The bone giant carefully put a weak soul fire into the gun prison with her big hand, and the Galula spirit who served the god of the underworld hurriedly caught the completed gun prison, and then floated to place the soul shelter. Place.

"Use yourself to judge others. If I stand in your position, then I would rather give up this thunder sword that is of no use to me than fulfill the agreement with a gloomy and ugly goddess."

Ereshkigal turned his head to Seleus, who had been watching Galuraling put the gun firmly in place. "What's more, the content of the agreement is to replace a useless goddess to stay in this desolate underworld."

"I don't think so."

Serius bent down and bowed deeply to the goddess in front of him.

"Thank you, great goddess Ereshkigal. Thank you for giving me some time to return to the earth to deal with some private matters."

Seleus lied to his two friends.

Obviously, it is the underworld where the souls of the dead can only enter, and it is Ereshkigal who can let the souls of other gods replace Ishtar. Soul level?

Originally, Sumer’s harvest this year was very dismal because Ishtar fell into the underworld. If the gods in charge of plants and animal husbandry were sent to the underworld, there would really be a famine that would drastically reduce the population of Sumer.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, Seleus used himself to replace the dead Ishtar, and stayed in Hades instead of the god of fertility.

But because he was worried about the reaction of his two friends, Seleust begged Ereshkigal, hoping to use his sword as collateral to let him return to the human world for a period of time.

At the same time, in order not to leave any flaws and prepare gifts for his friends, Seleus also found Ishtar and asked her to help make two treasures with the tree of life...

"Thank you? I don't quite understand. Obviously, as long as you are willing, I can't keep you in the underworld."

Ereshkigal tilted his head in some doubts, but when this girlish movement was matched with the huge skeleton body of Hades, it would only make people feel eerie and terrifying, even other gods would feel disgusted. cold.

But Serius in front of her was obviously not among them. For this hero born in the Styx, Ereshkigal's body that exudes the breath of death all the time always gave him an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Maybe other people will use power to mess around, but that's not my style." The mistress of Hades, who was originally full of majesty, was unexpectedly naive. This discovery made Seleus smile. "Of course, I'm not opposed to having some privileges to a certain extent."

"What a strange existence."

Ereshkigal looked at the smiling Seleus with some puzzlement. It was the first time in her long life that she met a creature who was so close to and respected by Seleus, especially this creature had The power to crush her.

Ereshkigal, who had almost no experience in communicating with others, didn't know how to treat Seleus, but it was obviously not an option to leave him where he was.

"As the only guest of Hades for countless years, do you need me as the master to show you around?"

The huge skeletal hand stretched out in front of Serius, as if inviting him to stand on it.

"Is this some of my privileges?"

"You can understand that an existence like you that has power but still abides by the agreement can indeed have some privileges. Of course, it is under the condition that it does not seriously violate the regulations of the underworld."

"Then I will gratefully accept Lord Ereshkigal's preferential treatment."

After Seleus stepped onto the skeletal hand and stood there, the gigantic skeletal giant flew into the air, wandering over the underworld with her first and possibly last guest.

"Are you a little disappointed? You will stay in this miserable and dead underground world forever."

Ereshkigal came to the top of Hades, allowing them to easily take this endless desolation into their eyes.

To be honest, Seleus has never seen a place where death can be explained in such detail. The Sumerian Hades is full of icy cold winds. This is no beautiful kingdom of the dead. All he can find here is Eternal silence.

The smile on Seleus's face due to the air of death pervading everywhere disappeared without a trace. At this moment, his heart was filled with pity for Ereshkigal.

Lord Hades still has a splendid palace and his child, who is not bad, but the mistress of Hades has nothing.

How did Ereshkigal survive?It must have been hard living alone for so many years.

Thinking of the mistress of the underworld who had been in the underworld since birth, day after day, year after year, making the gun prison, Seleus felt a hand firmly pinching his heart.

"That's not the case. To me, staying in a magnificent palace is no different from sleeping in a weed pile in the wilderness. My body has gone through countless trials."

Trying to put on a bright smile on his face, Serius didn't want the goddess to notice his pity.

Ereshkigal is not a girl who needs to be rescued by a hero. She is the lord of death who will do her best to maintain the rules of the underworld and her majesty even if she is aware of the huge power gap between the two sides.

The lonely work in Hades is not due to the coercion of others, but her own persistence.

The mistress of the underworld does not need praise or pity from others. This desolation and loneliness that even the gods cannot bear is the pride of her being a god in this life.

Serius felt that he was not qualified to make any comments on this strong and kind goddess. All he could do was smile when facing the goddess.

"Moreover, this environment filled with the air of death makes me feel very cordial."

"Kind? Why do living beings feel kind to death?" Ereshkigal's voice was full of doubts. This strange guy standing on her hand would always say some incomprehensible words.

"This kind of thing is a long story." Seleus sat cross-legged on the palm of the goddess's bone, then raised his head and smiled. "If Master Ereshkigal wants to hear it, I can tell you slowly."

"Will it be too much trouble? Tell me a story or something..." Ereshkigal subconsciously wanted to cover his cheek with his other bony hand, but he forcibly held back the urge.

"What's the trouble? Anyway, the most indispensable thing in Hades is time."

Seleus still had a smile on his face, but his words seemed to arouse some bad emotions in Ereshkigal. The goddess who suddenly fell silent led Seleus to wander around the Hades. , and returned to the original open space.

"Goddess?" Serius tentatively called to Ereshkigal who had returned to work. He felt that he didn't say anything too much, but why did the goddess suddenly lose interest in the story?

"I'm really sorry, you didn't do anything wrong, I just feel that you are an immortal existence, but for some reason you have to stay in Hades, and you have to tell a story to a gloomy goddess, it's too pitiful..."

Serius scratched his head, it was inexplicably disturbing to be pitied by the most pitiable goddess.

He was a bit at a loss as to how to continue the conversation. Although he was extremely strong in his heart, and at the same time had a sense of pride in his insistence on this priesthood, the goddess's self-awareness was a little too low.

'There it is! 'Selius thought of a way.

"Master Ereshkigal, I also have the power of death. I wonder if I can help you with the weaving of the gun prison?"

Sitting next to the giant bone god who was carefully weaving the gun prison, Seleus stretched out his hand stained with the power of death to signal to the goddess.

"Want to help me build the gun prison?" The goddess said with some hesitation. Although the job was very hard and lonely, Ereshkigal didn't want others to share her work.

As for the reason, on the one hand, it is because Ereshkigal believes that it is her responsibility as the hostess of the underworld to take care of the dead. Would it be disgusting to ask other people to help;

On the other hand, knowing how annoying this job is, the gentle goddess is afraid that the people who share her work will not pay attention because of boredom, which will make the souls assigned to these inferior gun prisons feel uncomfortable.

You must know that this is the underworld where the concept of time is extremely indifferent. If there are souls living in a low-quality gun prison, it is unknown when she, the mistress, will find out and replace them.

"Multiple helpers can make the work progress a little faster, can't you? You must know that there are so many dead souls who have no shelter from the cold wind."

Serius directly used the divine power of death to make a shield that could resist the wind of Hades and showed it to the goddess. "And I will stay in the underworld forever in the future. It will be very boring if I don't find something to do."

I don't know which sentence moved the hostess of the underworld in front of me, but she tilted her huge skull head, and then handed some of the materials for making the gun prison to Seleus who was beside her.

"Please be careful, these materials will take a long time to collect from the Galura Spirits."

"Thank you very much, great Lord Ereshkigal, your gentleness and kindness are like the sun in the sky, shining forever in my heart."

Seleus' praise didn't seem to make the hostess of the underworld happy. Ereshkigal started his work again in silence, but the empty eye sockets would glance at Seleus from time to time. .

Serius knew very well that Hades' eyes were not aimed at him, but worried that the materials of the gun prison would be wasted by him.And this is exactly what he wanted.

Serius first made a few gun prisons with his heart, and then deliberately made a mistake in the program when the goddess turned his attention to him...

"Sure enough, it's really a bit reluctant to let other people do this work."

The red light with the breath of death snatched the materials in his hand as Serius expected. The mistress of Hades sighed softly, and then brought the skull in front of Serius. "Thank you very much for your help, but asking you to do these boring things is still..."

"I'm really sorry, Lady Goddess. I originally wanted to help, but I didn't expect to distract Her Lady Goddess." Lowering her head, bowing, and apologizing in one go, Ereshkigal, who had never seen such a situation before, was in a state of panic. I was taken aback by Seleus's behavior.

"No need to apologize, I'm well aware of the job..."

"I'm really sorry, please let me do something for the goddess to make up for my mistakes!"

"It's really unnecessary..."

"Please punish the goddess!"

The huge bone hand scratched his cheek in embarrassment, Ereshkigal really didn't know how to deal with Serius who kept bowing and apologizing in front of her, with the attitude of 'if you don't punish me, I will keep apologizing' 'Really frightened the goddess.

'what can we do about it? Ereshkigal felt very embarrassed. Although there was a mistake in the work, Seleus himself came to help her with good intentions. It would be too embarrassing for her to punish her, but if she didn't punish her, she would always stand Serius, who apologized there, really worried her.

So a good child who is too honest is really easy to be fooled, even if she is a god.

"Then tell me your story. It should be considered punishment for telling me what happened to this gloomy, ugly goddess."

Ereshkigal slowly sat on the ground. At this moment, she was suddenly delighted by the wisdom brought about by her identity as a god. While solving her troubles, she could satisfy her curiosity. What a perfect way.

The Mistress of Hades takes care of her troubles, but the pressure is on Seleus.

Seleus was smiling when Ereshkigal asked him to tell his story, because that's exactly what he did all this for - to create a place for the goddess that wouldn't make her feel like she was in trouble. Serius' reason, and chatted with this lonely goddess smoothly.

But the second half of the goddess's words made Serius dumbfounded. If he really started telling the story now, wouldn't he be tacitly acquiescing that Ereshkigal is a gloomy and ugly goddess?

"Well, I don't think this should be regarded as a punishment. It is my honor to tell the story to Lord Ereshkigal... By the way! Let me build a temple for the goddess, one that can match the mistress of the underworld. A temple of nobility."

A little flustered, Seleus had an idea when he saw the two lonely stone pillars next to the open space.Diligent Ereshkigal doesn't have a temple of his own, so let him help build one...

"Shrine?! Isn't this kind of punishment too heavy? It's obviously just a small matter..." The hostess of Hades was a little hesitant. Let others build temples for themselves.

"This is not a trivial matter. Offending the noble Lord Ereshkigal makes me feel extremely guilty. Only by building a temple for you can I wash away the guilt in my heart!"