Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 406: This is What a God Is Like

As Moran prepared to leave, Ishtar continued, "You, born in Mesopotamia, have no reverence for us gods at all."

"...So what?"

"Hehe, don't be too nervous. Considering you are the child of my friend Ninsun, I forgive your disrespect.

See? Am I not a very magnanimous goddess?"

Ishtar said as if she were directing a play.

If an ordinary Sumerian heard her words, they would surely be moved to tears.

But Moran remained completely unfazed.

[The Ishtar in your eyes is that typical deity, speaking as if there are no others in her sight]

[In other words, they are all very self-righteous]

[The Artemis you first met also had similar traits; she only changed later during her love for you]

[Gods are basically like this]

[Because they are born as embodiments of nature, it is only natural for them to have the power to trample and dominate humans]

"Humans are all created from my blood.

I cannot just sit idly by. Now, you can choose to serve me. Hehe, come kiss the back of my foot."

Ishtar's smile became joyful.

She approached on the celestial boat, Manna.

Her white, jade-like foot was brought closer, waiting for the defiant man before her to kiss it.

Her elegant fingers released a twisted fragrance, enticing like honey covering cooked meat.

With this humiliation, she displayed the god's dominion over humanity.

"You know I won't agree to that, right?"

Moran glared at Ishtar.

He was on the verge of harboring murderous intent in his eyes.

Bowing to a deity was not something he would do.

Humans must carve out their own path in this world; even the divine must be integrated into themselves—Moran inspired his people to achieve divine matters with human hands.

Even when facing the supreme Zeus in the past, he had never knelt in worship.

Now, facing the goddess of Venus, Ishtar, how could he possibly kiss her foot to show submission?

"Hehe, dear child, do you think I have any intention of asking for your opinion? I am stating something very obvious."

Ishtar showed no anger on her face.

[From beginning to end, she wore a charming smile]

[As if this were merely an interesting hunting game for her, it would be boring if you simply submitted]

[A Wild and Soulful Beast]

[Only then does it have the value that makes people want to conquer and cherish it.]

[The goddess sees the man before her as a beautiful gem.]

[Although the specific value cannot be determined yet, he is still appreciating. He will surely become a treasured possession in the future.]

[In this case, how can the goddess not be moved?]

"Gods are like this, you know."

Although Ishtar said this in a relaxed tone, there was not a hint of emotional fluctuation in her voice. It was as if she were a non-human imitating human behavior—

At the moment she emitted this atmosphere, countless magical energy clusters shaped like arrows attacked Moran.

Moran, who had his back to Ishtar and was about to leave, didn't even turn his head.

In an instant, a sensation like a wave of blood surged, and the surrounding time seemed to be dyed a bright red.

The entire space felt as if it were being pulled into another world.

This feeling lasted only a few seconds.

"...Huh?"

Even Ishtar felt astonished.

There was a sense of unease, like having intruded into a cage trap, reminiscent of her past intrusion into the underworld.

—Why does she feel this way?

It was strange; it was too strange.

The arrow-shaped magical energy clusters were still flying toward Moran, and it seemed that nothing was abnormal.

Could it be an illusion?

Ishtar thought that was the only possibility.

However—

In an instant, the light bullet that was about to touch Moran disappeared.

Moreover, it appeared from a completely different direction than before, flying straight toward Ishtar.

"..."

Ishtar silently waved her hand downward.

Then, all the trajectories of the arrows were twisted downward, and the magical energy scattered, disappearing before reaching the ground...

"Ha ha, is this spatial folding?

I didn't expect you to have such refined techniques.

This couldn't possibly be taught to you by Ninsun and Lugalbanda, right? No, it's already strange that you can do this technique."

A look of surprise appeared on Ishtar's face.

Just now, Moran had not used any traces of spells; he had completely relied on his unique ability to fold this space.

This was the reason the light bullet came from another direction.

The order of space had been broken by Moran.

It was not through spells, nor were there any signs of divine authority; even Ishtar had rarely seen such means.

"Hmm, it's decided... Since we've met here, let me properly guide and teach you.

After all, if humans are not disciplined, they will fall into the mire of sin. I don't want to see precious gems stained with filthy colors; ultimately, humans must be guided by me."

Ishtar declared with one hand on her hip.

It was as if she was labeling Moran, still viewing him as an interesting product.

"Don't worry, Moran, I will be very gentle."

"Do you gods always like to talk to yourselves like this?"

"Ha ha, little one, you'd better be mentally prepared. I don't know about the gods from other realms, but most of the gods in Mesopotamia are like this. As for me, I'm already quite easy to talk to."

Moran showed a speechless expression.

[This made you involuntarily recall the situation when you first met Artemis; back then, Artemis also talked to herself like this.]

[Expressing affection all by herself.]

[Completely lost in self-indulgence.]

[It's likely that Ishtar is the same now.]

[The most terrifying thing about gods is not hypocrisy.]

[But rather, they clearly engage in evil acts yet still believe that this behavior is love for humanity.]

[They themselves are deeply convinced of this kind of love.]

[This is the most terrifying aspect of the gods.]

[In their eyes, humans cannot even manage themselves, so there's no need to care about self-will.]