"That's too much! From the perspective of first come, first served, you were clearly there first, but the goddess of the underworld cut you off… It's clearly that scumbag cheated on two women! And then committed domestic violence!"
Haruri listened to Ishtar's account of the past.
She immediately clenched her fists, filled with righteous indignation.
In her opinion, it was entirely that man who had wronged Ishtar, and ultimately stabbed the noble goddess of beauty in the back.
However, the specific details of the goddess of beauty's wilfulness were glossed over.
Ishtar used euphemisms.
The most terrifying thing was that even she didn't think she had been willful or done anything wrong.
If Haruri knew how willful Ishtar had been in the past, it would be hard to say whether she would still be so righteously indignant.
"Oh? Haruri, you're very perceptive~
That's right, none of this is my fault, it's clearly that bastard's promiscuous tendencies! I'm just a pure victim."
Ishtar said indignantly.
She looked at Haruri with admiration in her eyes.
"So, I left a blessing. If one day, those three people come to this planet again, and I encounter them… then I will wholeheartedly—protect the humans…"
Ishtar wore a cold smile on her face that could freeze the air.
Ancient anger flowed in her chest.
And Humbaba, who was following behind them, also let out a low roar as if responding to her anger.
However, what reached their ears was the reverberating sound like the propellers of a huge ship rubbing together.
"Hehe, you think so too, right?
This is really a good place, it's too wasteful to give it to that rotten doll, how can it work if it's not handed over to me for effective use!
I'm going to turn this land into a new generation of Ebih Mountain!"
Ishtar issued a divine decree to the surroundings.
Haruri was shocked.
She remembered that Ebih Mountain was a divine peak in Sumerian mythology that was once crushed by Ishtar.
—To recreate the divine peak of the Age of Gods in modern times?
—This… how is that possible…?!
As if seeing the disbelief in Haruri's eyes, Ishtar gave her a gentle smile that was terrifying:
"Don't worry, before the temple is built, that child Gugalanna will come to help."
At this moment, Haruri understood.
The goddess of beauty in front of her was not joking, she really wanted to create a miracle of the Age of Gods in modern times.
"By the way, as a reward for making me happy, I can tell you something interesting—the culprit who caused your life to fall apart is in this city."
"…Ah… what…"
"There's no need to thank me for such a small thing, you really suit my taste~ We both bear the same hatred, we both want to kill a certain man."
Ishtar licked her lips.
The smile she revealed was like a delicate flower in full bloom, so much so that people couldn't help but fall into a daze just by looking at it.
At this moment, Haruri was in a state of great mental shock.
If Ishtar was right,
no, the goddess of beauty had no need to deceive herself, she had no need to lie at all.
That magus killer, Kiritsugu Emiya.
He also came to Snowfield City!
"So, Haruri, are you going to destroy the you who is a human, or the you who uses magecraft?"
"…Neither, I'm already broken. And it was destroyed by that group of magi…"
Haruri shook her head, recovering from the shock.
She knew better than anyone the main cause behind the destruction of her family.
Kiritsugu Emiya only created the result, and the twisted world of magecraft led to this result.
However, this doesn't mean that she won't take revenge on Kiritsugu Emiya, it's just a matter of prioritizing the targets of revenge.
She won't miss anyone she should take revenge on.
"My mom and dad were just ordinary magi. But… after my parents inherited the research results left by my grandfather, who abandoned his human identity, that group of people treated them as heretics just to take it away, and finally plundered everything!"
Haruri's words were full of grief.
Her words became impassioned.
If anyone dared to use this tone in front of Ishtar, she would only give the most cruel divine punishment.
However, seeing Haruri like this,
Ishtar showed a very satisfied smile, as if admiring a work of art.
"So… in order to achieve revenge, even if I'm crushed to pieces, I'm willing!"
Haruri is not yet fifteen years old.
Even so, her eyes were full of a detached view of everything in the world, and the slight light that remained was the fire of dark hatred burning.
"Not bad, not bad, you have to have this momentum, you really have a lot of potential. I'm very optimistic about you!"
Ishtar praised sincerely.
She saw her past self in Haruri.
Perhaps that's why Ishtar is so tolerant and gentle towards Haruri.
Of course, if Moran saw this kind of Ishtar,
he would probably only be terrified.
Being favored with such attention from the Venus goddess is not a good thing.
Therefore, the goddess of beauty offered a whisper of blessing:
"Hehehe, little Haru, what kind of revenge drama will you enact? I'm looking forward to it.
Well, I will offer you my most sincere blessings here, because we have such similar fates~!"
Snowfield, city center, top floor of a luxury hotel.
Take the elevator directly to the top floor.
Although she was only summoned a few days ago, she is already familiar with using modern technology.
To some extent, she is also similar to a machine.
Her adaptability is much stronger than ordinary Heroic Spirits.
"That guy, he really hasn't changed…"
Enkidu walked on the red-carpeted corridor.
Walking from the floor below to the top floor suite, she recalled things from her past life.
After a little thought, she came to the conclusion that Ishtar had manifested.
Undoubtedly, she left a backup plan when she parted ways with the Age of Gods.
What Enkidu didn't expect was that Gilgamesh was not defeated by Moran, but was besieged by multiple forces and forced into a desperate situation. It was so frustrating that people didn't know what to say.