Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

"Is it the Bull of Heaven?"

Some children raised their hands and asked, "Or Humbaba?"

“Neither. Although they played a role in the survival of Salvia, they are not the patron saints of Salvia mentioned by the gods…

The patron saint of Salvia is generally known as Tzeentch, the god of trickery.

This is the name given by the gods to the god of Salvia.

He told people that this land was full of deception because of the God of Trickster.

Not only do they use love and letters to deceive people's feelings and make them pay more money, they sometimes also steal manhole covers and other things during urban construction to complete their schemes of defrauding others.

There are scams everywhere, and if someone strays into it, they will be eaten to the bone."

"But judging from the name, this god is not easy to get along with."

The teacher smiled and shook his head: "Perhaps so... But this is just the name of the gods. At least in our opinion, Uruk, as a city-state that Salvia has little contact with, can prove that Salvia is not that kind of city-state.

While they may do whatever it takes to survive and gain resources, this is not the case.”

The teacher didn't continue.

Because there is no point in saying more.

There are very few things that children can understand, and they understand things based on good and evil.

Therefore, if we do not explain clearly to them what is good and what is evil, people will feel confused.

But many times, we do not distinguish things by good or evil.

Fortunately, Uruk is a city-state that still has relations with Salvia, so people will accept that Salvia is not a city-state of villains.

Often, believers of the God of Trickery appear in various city-states. In addition to obtaining supplies, they also gain people's trust and encourage them to rebel against the gods.

Therefore, the gods were more convinced of the conspiracy theory.

Although their uprisings were always unsuccessful, the only result was that people fled to Salvia or Uruk.

But the gods did not hate them less because of this, and they continued to do things that always ended in failure.

It seems like a real villain who never wants people to live a "bland" and "normal" life. He has to anger the gods and lead people to an "extreme", and he will always appear again.

As the teacher spoke, he slowly looked into the distance.

Inside the towering palace of Uruk.

The wise king Gilgamesh is also at work.

He complained, "We have received more and more refugees recently, and I don't know when Susa will be able to come back.

I clearly felt Susa's presence last time... I don't know how many years ago that was.

Since then, Ishtar has rarely appeared.

If I hadn't eaten the immortal grass and had some abilities, Uruk would be...

well. "

The wise king sighed.

I began to miss my previous life of oppression, but I can't go back to the past.

And the more people fleeing nearby, the more things he needs to deal with.

Looking forward to Susa's return is also Gilgamesh's wish.

Unfortunately, we don’t know when Susa will return.

Looking into the distance, I want to find Sousa in the future.

But it always ends in vain.

It seems that people's expectation for liberation and the long-term future will always be a distant promise.

A promise that could never be fulfilled.

And those who suffer are still suffering.

In the distance, there is a city-state that loves singing and dancing.

In exchange for a chance to survive, the residents fixed their feet with templates, hoping to look slimmer. Young girls grew long nails and kept themselves thin so that their families could support them, hoping to maintain their figure. They imitated the dances of some birds and were appreciated by the temple.

But there are even more young girls who starved to death while trying to maintain their figure, as well as their entire families and disabled people who cannot go out.

Some city-state gods favored blacksmiths, especially Enlil.

So people had to support the scholars of the secret world as Enlil had promised, and at the same time, a large number of people had to go to the iron mines.

A large number of workers also died in the mines.

Mine collapses, mine explosions, etc. are taking people's lives.

It is even believed that people can only be treated as consumables due to various diseases caused by labor, and it is rare to see a person who has lived past adulthood.

Perhaps because Ishtar is the goddess of justice, there are gods who like justice.

In other words, he is using a morbid sense of justice as his own personality.

Therefore, in the city-state, the laws that change every day and the procedural justice that cannot be implemented are used to undermine the most core and the outcome justice that only a straightforward person like Ishtar would insist on.

The lawyers are like the future, holding the right to interpret justice. People are criticized by the law layer by layer, and the security soldiers who are responsible for managing and maintaining them will compromise even trivial matters to the lawyers.

Justice can be found everywhere in this city-state, but it is always so-called procedural justice, a non-existent, hypocritical justice.

The procedures are determined by gods and executives. They have little to do with people and can never be implemented.

True justice is always out of reach, just like that legend...

It was like the return of the god who liberated people, the master of trickery, the former great ruler of all living things.

There is no hope at all.

The gods who like healing raise the cost of healing very high to show their own dignity.

As a result, witchcraft quietly became popular among the city-states, and people used unreliable medical errors to treat themselves.

Plagues and natural disasters have become doctors' favorite moments when they can best demonstrate their nobility.

like……

All the gods gather in this era, this world, this Sumer.

There is no hope at all.

Just like the nameless tomb on the sacred mountain.

Nobody cares.

The name carved on it was also washed away by wind and rain, and one could vaguely see the name of the former owner... a high priest...

Apart from this, no trace was left.

The tombstone was unattended and overgrown with weeds.

suddenly……

A dark hand broke out from the grave.

The soil from the grave was constantly thrown around.

A dry skeleton was also thrown beside the tomb.

The corpse was left in the wilderness.

"Cough cough cough..."

In a coughing fit.

A withered, mud-covered face emerged from the ground.

"Ahem... I, Susa, am back again!"

"Have you washed your necks and are you waiting?"

"No one can stop me this time!"

Chapter 93 Look at what my followers are thinking

【Three thousand years, this is the time it takes you to leave this world.】

【It is also the time when you sleep in Hades. 】

[You are digging the ground in the underworld, trying to find a suitable passage to the mortal world.]

[But the underworld and the mortal world are two different places after all. If you want to make the underworld and the mortal world merge into one, the efforts you make must be long-term.]

[Especially since this is not a natural path to the mortal world, but a path that you have savagely mined.]

[On the one hand, it is necessary to break through the numerous barriers of space and magic, and on the other hand, the passage dug out is not a simple road.

Rather, it is a channel that allows one world to merge into another.

The efforts made in terms of quantity are also not small.

Three thousand years is not a long time for this matter. 】

【But for the entire world, it is an insurmountable span. 】

[Your former believers have long since turned into dry bones in the grave, which is a pity. ]

[I don’t know how many of the songs I sang in praise of you have been lost. It’s a pity that I once prayed sincerely for you. 】

[The traces of people's labor also disappeared in the dust, and the paradise that once was also dissipated along with the rolling red dust. ]

[People once hoped for you, prayed for you, and waited for you to come back. Now, I am afraid that it has become empty talk...]

[Because...the gods have descended.]

[To be more precise...times have changed...]

[Now your name has even become a taboo in this world, a topic that cannot be discussed.]

[People only regard promises and contracts as empty talk, just a joke. ]

[Only naive children would believe that someone would lead them out of suffering... and they are the dumbest children.]

[But now it’s different, because—you’re back! ]

【You are like people's expectations and children's songs. 】

[The dead of the past will return at dusk, the vast stars will shine for him, the boundless earth will become his kingdom of God, the sinners will come to an end, and the righteous and good people can accompany him.

There will be no more hunger, no more wind and snow, floods will no longer destroy people’s homes, and the shaking of the earth will no longer break the sweet dreams at night.

All the people who have lost their homeland will one day rebuild their own city-state, Salvia, after he wakes up and returns. 】

[And you are the savior that people talk about, the great king of the past. ]

[But now you have returned, you are not the savior that people expected, but you have come for revenge...]

[The gears of Sumer's destiny began to turn.]

"Yes, I came for revenge."

Underground, Susa looked at the magic power that was already extremely thin.

Grab a shovel and poke through the last layer of dirt.

earthly.

The breath of the world rushed into Susa's nostrils.

There are no more problems in this world.

Although it still looks pitch black and even underground, it is only because I am indeed underground.

But the barrier between Hades and the world was completely defeated.

Countless days and months of hard work had made Susa a little numb, but now everything was rewarded.

Susa couldn't help but smile.