Kusha.
Duanna looked at Iga in front of her, then craned her neck to look at Doros, who was lying in front of Iga as if asleep.
The anxiety on her face was self-evident, and she immediately asked the young girl before her:
“Um…
little Iga, is there something wrong with Doros?”
After Duanna finished speaking, her face couldn’t help but flush with embarrassment.
“It wouldn’t be because I fed him too much, would it…”
Seeing Duanna’s embarrassed expression, Iga hadn’t expected that her priestess mother, who usually did things in a rush, would show such a look.
However, she immediately interrupted her to give Duanna some peace of mind.
“The priestess is fine.
Judging by the situation, it seems he has gone to the Underworld to have an audience with the Goddess of the Underworld.”
“W-w-w…
what?”
Hearing this, Duanna’s face stiffened.
She opened her mouth to say something but ultimately didn’t.
In Kusha, who didn’t know the other meaning of having an audience with the Goddess of the Underworld?
Could it be that the tragedy of a parent burying their child had finally fallen upon her?
Thinking of this, the corners of her eyes turned slightly red, and a thin mist appeared in her eyes.
Iga, having waited a long time for a response, turned her head to look at Duanna.
However, seeing that teary-eyed expression, she was stunned and felt a bit confused.
This, what is going on?
Why that expression?
I shouldn’t have done anything, right?
Isn’t Doros just going to the Underworld to have an audience with me?
Why does she look as if Doros has died?
Died…
Eh!!!!!!!!!!
Iga—no, our Lady Ereshkigal—finally realized the ambiguity in what she had just said.
Looking at Duanna before her, Iga gestured frantically with both hands: “No, that’s not what I meant.
It is an audience with the Goddess, yes, but not a literal audience…
Ah, no, that’s wrong…”
…
Duanna looked at the young girl before her, whose face was slightly flushed from excitement, and even her previous sorrow was diluted quite a bit. You are reading on novelping . com, the official source.
She then asked:
“So, you’re saying Doros is fine, right?”
Hearing this, Iga stopped her somewhat chaotic movements and then nodded emphatically.
“Yes, he is fine.”
Good, as long as he’s fine.
Looking at Doros still lying before her, Duanna felt a surge of anger.
To suddenly pull such a stunt…
if it weren’t for the fact that Miss Iga was beautiful and kind-hearted, coming over with her the moment she heard that something happened to Doros, she really wouldn’t have known what to do.
She really wouldn’t have known what to do.
Duanna looked at Iga and nodded inwardly, her gaze becoming increasingly gentle and satisfied.
“Iga, why don’t you stay here today and take care of Doros?
I have some things to attend to, so I’ll be leaving first.”
Upon hearing this, Iga was stunned and wanted to refuse, but Duanna was already nowhere to be seen.
[Unexpectedly, the audience with the Goddess went so smoothly.
You had originally thought there would be twists and turns, perhaps at least the difficulty of Ishtar’s legendary descent into the Underworld.]
[Under the guidance of Ereshkigal, you also gained a general understanding of the Underworld.
The Underworld was not as terrifying as you had imagined; on the contrary, it was somewhat similar to the electronics factories of your previous life.]
[Ereshkigal is the foreman, and the Garula Spirits under her are the little workhorses on the assembly line, responsible for guiding souls and reincarnation.]
[However, during this time, you discovered that you seemed to be able to understand what the Garula Spirits were saying.]
[And, what does ‘Kings Consort’ mean?]
Kings Consort?
Is it calling me?
Looking at the Garula Spirit before him, Doros felt a wave of confusion, but immediately thought of a possibility.
Could it be that Ereshkigal had been staying here for too long and had learned to kidnap young men from the mortal realm?
After all, such things were not uncommon in the Age of Gods.
Noticing Doros’s somewhat strange gaze, Ereshkigal forced herself to remain calm.
How could she not hear what Doros could hear?
“You are the destined…” The Garula Spirit, wanting to say more, was already trembling upon feeling the dark divine power emanating from above. This chapter was copied from novelping(.)com without permission.
When it peeked and saw Ereshkigal’s icy expression, it curled its entire body into a ball and started playing the ostrich.
Doros, who had originally wanted to ask what was going on, saw the state of the Garula Spirit and knew that Ereshkigal had acted.
Being sensible, he didn’t dwell on this issue and instead began to praise Ereshkigal.
Dealing with Ereshkigal was a piece of cake for Doros.
“With so many departed souls, Goddess Ereshkigal must be working very hard.
After all, I’ve heard that some unruly souls from the mortal realm are harder to handle than average souls even after arriving in the Underworld, and having to create so many gun-cages to contain the souls must be very strenuous.”
Hearing this, the curled-up Garula Spirit wanted to say something, but sensing the dark divine power intensifying, it chose to submit.
“Eh…
actually, it’s alright…
It’s not really that strenuous.”
Hearing this, Ereshkigal wore an expression that said, “I’m amazing, praise me more.”
How long had it been since she last heard such words?
Ereshkigal fell into memories, though it didn’t last long.
However, Doros didn’t stop, and his tone began to soften: “And Goddess Ereshkigal is the gentlest goddess I have ever met.”
“Just like the giant skeleton when we first met; it was because there were some wandering souls that were difficult to contain, and Goddess, you couldn’t bear to hurt them, so you could only use that appearance to intimidate them, right?”
“Eh…” Upon hearing this, Ereshkigal wanted to say something but lowered her head, feeling a bit guilty.
She couldn’t very well say that the giant skeleton form was to let him witness the majesty of the Goddess of the Underworld, even though there had been some mishaps when they first met.
The Garula Spirit nearby heard this, raised its head, scratched its head, and then looked at Doros.
Although the language of the Garula Spirit was different from that of humans, Doros, who possessed the ‘Blessing of the Underworld’, still understood the meaning in its eyes—
“Kings Consort, is there something wrong with your eyes?”
“Did you not see that when the souls in the gun-cages saw Goddess Ereshkigal, they were trembling, and the wandering souls nearby all kept their distance?”
But Doros pretended not to understand.
The Garula Spirit nearby also realized what it had just said, and then looked at its Goddess’s smile, which looked terrifying no matter how one looked at it.
It’s over, it’s over, my performance bonus vacation.
Ignoring the Garula Spirit that looked like it had lost the will to live, she said somewhat shyly.
“Then, my High Priest, let’s go visit the Goddess’s bedchamber next.”
The bedchamber is her home…
Inviting him over to sit for a bit should be fine, right…
Ah, this?
Looking at the somewhat shy Goddess before him, Doros couldn’t help but exclaim internally, “She’s not really going to kidnap a mortal man, is she?”
However, since she had referred to him as her High Priest, wouldn’t it be a bit rude not to go?