Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!
Chapter 435: Socially Dead Eresh

Chapter 435 - 435: Socially Dead Eresh

[You have to say, Ereshkigal's acting is very good.]

[Hardly revealing a single flaw]

[However, she has been doing this for millennia. As an evil god, she extends a helping hand to people in an evil way]

[Even if she is misunderstood, she accepts it]

[Because, from the result, it is good, so she takes this as an acceptable fact and accepts it]

[From the point of view of only looking at the results, Ereshkigal is not much different from the gods of Mesopotamia]

[Constantly doing this for thousands of years, even the most clumsy acting skills will be honed to perfection]

[If you hadn't read the memories of the land and learned a lot about the underworld and Ereshkigal, you wouldn't have been able to see through the truth behind her acting at a glance]

[Nor could you be so sure that she is a gentle god]

[All of this is based on - evidence]

"Although the world says so, this is just what the world thinks. They haven't seen the whole picture. If you really agree with this superficial view, then... Ereshkigal, you are just deceiving yourself."

"What do you know about me!?

You haven't presented any evidence, yet you've already decided my truth! Moran, you're just a special human! And I am a god!"

Ereshkigal said, exasperated.

The sense of urgency in her heart is getting stronger and stronger.

[The man in front of her is too stubborn]

[His straightforward gaze makes her struggle, and every time she wants to be cruel, she feels a pang in her heart]

[She feels happy that the man believes in her kindness]

[But, she doesn't want it to be like this]

[This is a rather contradictory and awkward emotion, with a lofty sense of self-esteem and intellect behind a nearly masochistic sense of inferiority]

[The truth of Ereshkigal is like this]

"I have evidence, I said I saw a lot."

"...What evidence?"

"On the way to the underworld, I saw those woven cages, which could not have been woven by someone who wanted to play with souls. They are all too exquisite and delicate."

Moran began to tell the evidence he knew.

The best way to expose a lie is to present the truth.

"I didn't hear pain from the voices of those souls, nor did I hear their complaints about the underworld. Moreover, the design of those cages was not intended to bind souls at all. Every soul in the cage is free to come and go, and they only enjoy peace and tranquility.

Such cages are not used for binding and imprisonment, but for maintaining the stability of souls, for protection."

Moran's major field of magic is necromancy.

He is an expert in dealing with souls.

[The cages in the underworld are so exquisite that people exclaim in admiration]

[It's no exaggeration to say that as long as the underworld isn't destroyed, these cages won't have any problems even if they are used until the end of the world]

[Souls can stay inside until the seas run dry and the stones crumble]

[This alone is a divine skill that only a god can do, and even you may not be able to make such a thing]

[Ereshkigal is diligently doing this every day]

[It is the pure desire to protect souls that led her to create this miracle, and as a necromancer, you can only admire it]

"That, that's just a cage for imprisoning souls, it doesn't prove anything! I'm just fulfilling my duty as the master of the underworld!"

"Yes, you are fulfilling your duty, but it's too cumbersome. If you don't care about souls, there's no need to do something that even gods find troublesome. Wouldn't it be fine to just find any cage?

Why bother to carefully create one for each soul? From a duty perspective, isn't this an inefficient approach?"

Moran's words hit the nail on the head.

He bluntly stated that Ereshkigal was doing unnecessary things and didn't need to take care of the souls to this extent.

This is not something the mistress of the underworld has to do.

However, she takes the initiative to do it.

The only explanation is that she cares about the souls that come to the underworld from the bottom of her heart.

"Ugh, ugh... you, you look too closely, don't you!? Just from the cages, you've interpreted so much... Just talking about this, saying that I care about souls or something! That's far-fetched!?"

Suddenly, Ereshkigal panicked.

Her words became insincere.

[One side of her heart is joyful and excited, while the other side is embarrassed and shy for being seen through]

[–To be so meticulous]

[No one has ever noticed this, but you have observed even the details of her efforts]

[It's a lie to say that Ereshkigal is not happy]

[However, she can't let her joy show on her face, otherwise she won't be able to maintain the image of the goddess of fear]

"I said, I saw a lot.

In fact, it's not just this, I also know that you once tried to obtain the authority of the sun and life from Nergal and Dumuzid, also in order to improve the environment of the underworld. You wanted to make the underworld better.

Well, although you failed in the end, and what you got from them was the authority of darkness..."

"Huh?! Why... do you even know this! I haven't told anyone about this! I thought I hid it very well!"

Ereshkigal completely broke down.

Her little face turned red in an instant.

It's only natural that she feels embarrassed when such embarrassing past events are brought up.

Her eyes were fixed on Moran.

As if saying that he must give an explanation.

"About this, I actually have a special ability to connect to the earth veins and directly read the memories of this land..."

"Ah... ah ah... th-that... c-could it be..."

Listening to Moran's euphemistic expression.

Ereshkigal couldn't possibly not understand this, and her panic couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

The fortress in her heart collapsed in an instant.

No wonder Moran was so sure of her true nature, it turned out that he had known everything for a long time, and had seen through everything.

"I... ev-ev-everything is... ex-exposed...?"

"Yes... that's right..."

Ereshkigal asked with a trembling voice.

Her speech gradually became stuttering.

It was like a private diary being opened by an outsider, and the shame from the bottom of her heart devoured her.

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