[After traveling non-stop,]
[You plan to implement the plan as outlined, spending a total of seven days to trick Humbaba out of its authority.]
[Only one thing needs to be tricked away each day.]
[On the first day, you specially transferred soldiers disguised as hunters, and had him carry a bag full of food into the Cedar Forest.]
[These foods were originally delicacies only for offering to the gods, and were extremely exquisite and noble. Most people can only taste a little during festivals, and the common people are usually not qualified to taste them.]
[The soldier disguised as a hunter walked into the Cedar Forest.]
[He did not cut down trees, nor did he hunt.]
[He just lit a fire on the ground and took out a large number of sweet breads from his bag to bake carefully.]
[As expected, Humbaba, with its extremely strong sense of smell, smelled this charming~ fragrance from dozens of kilometers away.]
[It flapped its wings and rushed to the place.]
[Immediately, it questioned: "Human, what is this?"]
[The soldier, who had been invigorated by the magecraft you had cast in advance, also faced the pressure of the divine beast and boldly answered the question raised by the beast in front of him.]
[The delicacies brought out by the soldier were all tributes that were usually offered to the Mesopotamian gods. He took the initiative to propose that he could offer these tributes to the divine beast Humbaba, only begging Humbaba to lend him a splendor about nature for eight days.]
[Humbaba pondered for a few seconds.]
[Then, it agreed to the human’s request]
[Although the duty given to it by the noble god-king was to become the fear of humans, it only needed to fulfill its duty occasionally and did not need to be too conscientious. It didn’t matter if it let go of a few humans.]
[In addition, in these thousands of years, almost no one has been able to qualify it to use the splendors.]
[Therefore, these splendors can be said to be nominal.]
[Even if the god-king Enlil knew about this, Enlil would at most scold it a few words.]
[It is with the above-mentioned fluke and curious thoughts]
[That Humbaba can be so direct.]
[Born without an enemy, it has never encountered obstacles, and is also loved by the god-king.]
[It believed the human without much thought.]
[Having always lived in the Cedar Forest, it is ignorant of the world and full of curiosity about everything brought from the outside world.]
[Although Humbaba is the divine beast of the god-king,]
[However, it has never tasted the food of the god-king.]
[It is normal to be curious.]
[In this way, Humbaba handed over one of its seven great splendors, "The Field," to the human who brought the food.]
[Looking at the remaining six splendors,]
[Humbaba had no intention of cherishing the splendors at all.]
[In its opinion, these splendors cannot be eaten, so it is perfectly fine to lend them out to others.]
[The soldier walked out of the forest with the splendor.]
[He presented this Field Splendor to you.]
"Hahahaha! Just like Moran said, it really worked, um, not bad! You deserve to be a brother with the same blood as this king! You have this king’s intelligence!"
Gilgamesh laughed triumphantly.
As if he was the one who came up with the plan.
In fact, most of the plan was proposed by Moran, and Gilgamesh was responsible for spending a lot of money.
However, Moran and Enkidu shrugged and smiled at each other.
The two were already used to this kind of development.
"Moran, what about tomorrow?"
Enkidu was also happy for this victory.
However, she remembered that Humbaba still had six splendors left.
"For the second day, let’s take out a god-level gem. Gil, this is up to you."
"Gems? Is that useful? That monster is not Ishtar." Gilgamesh complained.
"The value of the gem itself is not important. For it, the most important thing is that this is something that should be offered to the gods."
Moran explained with a faint smile.
Humbaba’s heart is actually very pure.
To put it simply, it is a child.
It is simply very yearning for the things that created it, so it also desires to become like the gods.
"I see. In that case, I’ll listen to you."
Gilgamesh raised his hand again.
He was like a rich gambler in a casino, directly throwing his chips on the ground.
A waterfall-like wave of gems poured out from the Gate of Babylon.
Directly interpreting what it means to be a local tyrant.
"Uwaaaaaa...gems...they’re all gems! H-h-how do you have so many!?"
Ishtar stared at the pile of gems without blinking.
She was like a pervert who saw a beauty taking off her clothes.
The excitement and excitement brewing in her beautiful eyes were no different from a hungry wolf that had been starving for three days and three nights.
"Just take out a part. These are all the treasures collected in the Uruk treasury. In the future, these will continue to increase."
Moran separated a part of the treasure.
Ishtar stared closely, her delicate body trembling.
The way she looked so eagerly was as if the word "greed" was written on her face. Gilgamesh and Enkidu twitched their mouths when they saw it.
They thought of Ishtar.
"You Uruk have so many gems! Why do you only give me so little usually!? That’s too much! D-d-don’t take them back!"
Ishtar let out a scream like a wail.
She watched Moran put the gems back into the Gate of Babylon, and her little heart seemed to be bleeding.
This made Gilgamesh and Enkidu even more surprised.
"What’s wrong? Does my Uruk still need to offer gems to you? Ereshkigal, could it be that Kutha is not offering you enough?"
Ishtar saw the confusion in Gilgamesh’s eyes.
She immediately waved her hand, a little flustered.
She couldn’t help but follow her instincts when she saw the gems.
Seeing Moran about to take all these precious gems back to the treasury, Ishtar couldn’t sit still no matter what.
At this moment, watching the gems return to the Gate of Babylon one by one.
She bit her lip and kept stomping her feet.
Gems! My gems! Damn Gilgamesh! Damn Moran! You actually have so much private stuff! You were still crying poor to me last month!?
Ishtar was so anxious that she was about to cry.
Greed is also one of her characteristics.
Moran, who was sorting the treasures, couldn’t help but twitch his expression.
If gazes had killing power, Ishtar’s anxious gaze would definitely be able to shoot him through.
Moran couldn’t help but sigh.
He turned his head and looked behind him at the pitiful Ishtar.