“Don’t get too full of yourself, Aqua.
If you don’t want to sleep on the streets, then obediently listen to me.” “Hey, Ash!
Wait for me!!” After breaking free from Aqua’s grasp, Ash immediately formulated a plan, while Aqua was panting as she ran behind him; those blue eyes, which had seemed holy and inviolable back in the divine realm, were now filled with pure, unadulterated stupidity.
She followed closely behind Ash like an abandoned young wife.
Ash had absolutely no intention of stopping.
In his right hand, he carried that strangely shaped Noble Phantasm—the Ea, Ea.
Among them, Enki represents the creation and rotation of the planet, and in the three-part cylinder of the Ea, it represents [Earth].
Meanwhile, Enlil, the rotating atmosphere and storms that tear the world apart, represents [Heaven].
Finally, the end of the eve of creation, the apocalyptic scene sandwiched between [Heaven] and [Earth], is the [Underworld].
As a veteran Fate fan, he knew all too well the drawbacks of Gilgamesh’s “gate of babylon.” Gilgamesh always had a habit of hiding his treasures in his warehouse and shooting them out like trash when he needed them; while that nouveau riche fighting style was satisfying, for now, keeping his trump card in hand was the way to survive.
Besides, the gate of babylon was so empty right now you could race horses in it; if he really put away this only remaining treasure, what would he do if he encountered an emergency and it lagged?
He certainly didn’t want to end up losing an arm like Gilgamesh.
Thus, this Anti-World Noble Phantasm, capable of severing the world, was currently being swung around casually in his hand as if he were carrying a black and red painted stick.
“Aqua, wipe that expression off your face; you look like you’re about to cry.” “See that majestic building ahead?
That is the Adventurers Guild, the only gateway to the pinnacle of wealth.” “Wealth?” Aqua caught the keyword.
“Can it buy 100,000 bubble wines?” “Hah!” Ash sneered, a look of contempt for poverty.
“Once we go in, let alone 100,000, you’ll be using that level of wine as your bathwater in the future.
The condition is that you must cooperate with me to complete the registration.” “Oh oh oh!
As expected of the long-term meal ticket This Goddess has chosen…
ah no, my dear husband!” Aqua immediately put on a fawning smile and even ran over, trying to take Ash’s arm.
Walking into the guild, the noisy atmosphere hit them in the face.
Ash looked around and quickly locked onto his target.
Registration required a fee, and his pockets were cleaner than if they’d been washed.
“Excuse me, sir.
I left in such a hurry that I forgot the key to my family’s vault.
Could you lend me 1,000 eris for the registration fee?” Aqua nodded frantically beside him; her expression, combined with Ash’s confident tone, actually produced a strange sense of credibility.
“Huh?
Where did this rich young master come from?” The man sized up the strange sword in Ash’s hand—it looked expensive, though he didn’t recognize it—then looked at Aqua, and subsequently took out enough money for the fee.
“Take this small change; consider it the blessing of the goddess eris.” “Thank you so much!” Ash took the money and pulled Aqua toward the counter.
Behind the counter, the guild clerk, Miss Luna, was smiling politely.
“Welcome to the Adventurers Guild.
Are you two here to register?” “Yes, for two.” Ash placed his hand on the assessment crystal ball.
A faint light flashed, followed by a parchment card being spat out.
[Ash: Class — Collector] “Collector?” Luna was stunned for a moment; clearly, she had never heard of such a class.
“Is this some special production-type class?
It looks like all stats are very balanced, but there aren’t any prominent combat bonuses.” Ash calmly took the card.
Collector—this was obviously an identity forcibly arranged by the system to accommodate the “gate of babylon.” In the eyes of the people of this world, this might just be a merchant who collects junk, but in his eyes, it was quite different.
Next was Aqua.
The moment she put her hand on it, the crystal ball erupted with a brilliant blue light that was enough to blind everyone.
[Aqua: Class — Archpriest] “Whoa!
Except for intelligence and luck, all other stats are ridiculously high!” Luna exclaimed.
“And it’s an advanced class, Archpriest, right from the start!
What a miracle!” Aqua, who had originally felt a bit aggrieved because her intelligence stat was mocked, immediately had her non-existent tail wagging in the air after hearing the words “max level” and “miracle.” “Hahaha!
Did you see that, Ash!
This is the power of a god!” Aqua put her hands on her hips, pointing at Ash’s card while laughing until tears were almost coming out.
“Collector?
Sounds like someone who collects scrap on the street!
You should just follow This Archpriest from now on; I’ll reward you with a few sips of wine, hahaha!” As the saying goes, the closer your hand is to Ea, the further your brain is from you, but surely there wouldn’t be a problem using it as a fire poker, right?
Ash looked expressionlessly at this blue-haired girl who had instantly become full of herself.
He raised his hand, holding that Ea capable of reshaping the stars, and knocked it against Aqua’s forehead with a “thud,” just like swinging a fire poker.
Could Aqua withstand such a powerful Ea?
How could she possibly withstand it!
“Ouch!” Aqua clutched her head and squatted down.
“What are you doing!
Domestic violence!
This is domestic violence!” “Are you sobered up now?
Useless Goddess.” Ash retracted the sword and said solemnly.
“Although Archpriest is a rare class in this world, if you don’t have money to eat, you’ll have to go scrub the city walls or lay bricks.
If we don’t earn money quickly, we’ll have to sleep on the streets tonight!” Upon hearing “sleep on the streets,” Aqua immediately stopped throwing a tantrum.
“Earn money…
right, earn money!” She suddenly stood up, her eyes scanning restlessly over the Ea in Ash’s hand.
“Hey, Ash, let’s discuss something.
Since you’re my husband, your property is my property, right?” “Logically, that’s correct, but what are you thinking?” “That sword!” Aqua pointed at the Ea.
“Although the shape is a bit strange, the material is definitely a top-tier craft.
If we take it to the black market to sell, it could definitely be traded for a lifetime of top-tier famous wine!
Let’s sell it, split the money, you go be your great Collector and collect scrap, and I’ll go be my great goddess and live it up.
Wouldn’t that be wonderful?” “…” Ash’s hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
That was from being angered.
“Thud!” Another crisp, heavy blow; this time, Ash used a little more force.
“Waaaaah!
It hurts, it hurts!
My head is going to split open!” Aqua clutched her head and rolled on the ground.
“You spendthrift woman, do you even know what sustainable development is?” Ash gritted his teeth, squatted down, and grabbed her ear.
“You really don’t understand sustainable development!
You actually want to trade it for wine to drink?
Is your brain filled with water?” “But it’s really valuable…” Aqua muttered aggrievedly.
“That is a priceless treasure!” “No!
I was wrong!
Lord Ash, I was wrong!” Just as Ash was chasing Aqua around the guild hall to “educate” her, a scolding voice full of a sense of justice and carrying a certain inexplicable excitement came from the side.
“Stop!
I will absolutely not allow such despicable behavior to occur in the guild!” Ash stopped in his tracks and turned his head.
He saw a mature woman with blonde hair and blue eyes standing there.
She was wearing a suit of heavy silver armor; her figure was tall and curvaceous, especially the curves tightly wrapped by the armor, which were enough to make any man’s blood boil.
Her beautiful face was currently flushed with an eerie, rosy glow, and a light named “desire” was dancing in her eyes.
Ash’s eye twitched.
Darkness.