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Ereshkigal sat on a stone chair with her knees hugged, staring blankly at the night sky.
It had been a full day since Asher left Uruk. Most people didn't know where he had gone, only hearing from Ritsuka Fujimaru that "Senpai is carrying out a very important mission."
But what mission could be more important than the problems here in Uruk?! Ereshkigal racked her brain but couldn't figure it out. It was said that Ishtar had furiously ridden her Celestial Boat this morning to find Merlin, questioning him about the whereabouts of her attendant. This was because Merlin was the last person to be seen with Asher.
However, Merlin didn't explain, only saying that Asher was currently in a very safe place, carrying out a very important mission. Frankly, under normal circumstances, important missions should be accompanied by danger, so Merlin's words completely failed to convince Ishtar.
Instead, they angered her so much that she wanted to hang Merlin on the Celestial Boat to punish him. How dare he conceal important secrets from a goddess.
But alas, Merlin was incompetent at everything except escaping; if he truly wanted to run, it was hard to catch him.
Most importantly, Gilgamesh had also tacitly approved of Merlin taking Asher away, suggesting he had already guessed something.
"Sigh, where did he go?" Ereshkigal murmured to herself.
...
The cold night wind blew past, accompanied by a flurry of pink petals drifting towards the sky. The white-haired mage peered around cautiously, and after confirming no one was there, quickly pulled back a curtain and entered
a room.
"Mordred and Jeanne aren't here, are they?" He was still carefully scanning his surroundings as he spoke. He looked quite handsome, but for some reason, he appeared timid and hesitant.
"They just left," Ana, standing silently in the corner, looked at Merlin, a pair of bright eyes revealed beneath her hood.
Upon learning that Asher had been taken away by Merlin and hadn't returned, Mordred was furious. She had finally seen her father, only for him to disappear after just a few words. If not for the sake of the greater good, she would have truly wanted to chop that foolish Merlin to death with her sword. In comparison, Jeanne was much calmer, though it was unclear if she secretly held a grudge.
In any case, because Asher had been quietly taken away by Merlin and there had been no news of him since, Merlin felt uneasy walking on the streets these days. He constantly felt as though someone might jump out at any moment, wanting to kill him and demand to know where he had tricked the person into going.
"Why won't you tell them?" Ana asked.
"Because it's a very important matter. The fewer people who know, the better," Merlin spread his hands. "It's also true that you don't have to worry about his safety. It's just a matter of periodically transferring magic; nothing special needs to be done."
"Important matter... that you'd entrust to someone else?"
Ana looked up at Merlin. "You're clearly a big liar."
Merlin nodded as if it were obvious: "Of course. He's someone I trust deeply. After all, he's someone Lily believes in, so there won't be any problems."
"Moreover, if we can solve this problem in a better way, that would be even better," Merlin continued.
Ana slightly furrowed her brows, not understanding Merlin's words.
"Oh dear, when did I start saying such things? Even though I know it's impossible," Merlin suddenly laughed and shook his head. "Let's just stick to the original plan."
After he finished speaking, he stepped out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Ana asked.
"Mash and the others are preparing to explore the jungle to uncover the truth about the goddess. I'm a little worried, so I'll go along and observe for a bit," Merlin said with a smile. "Are you going to miss your big brother?"
Ana looked at Merlin: "Go to hell." But after saying that, she still silently followed him.
...
"Fifty-eight dark clouds just drifted across the sky. Eight of them were oddly shaped, three looked like they were missing a corner, and one was very, very large..."
Asher idly gazed up at the sky, counting clouds. It wasn't that he was bored to this extent, but he was forced to count them. If he didn't pass the time this way, he'd die of boredom.
Being held in someone's arms and coaxed to sleep like a child... Honestly, if he were three or four years younger, Asher wouldn't mind, but he was an adult now!
This was truly a bit embarrassing.
Fortunately, this was a dream. The scene of Tiamat holding Asher and emanating her motherly aura wouldn't be seen by others, not even Merlin. This was Asher's only psychological comfort. At least he didn't have to worry about this scene being seen by others, nor would it make people think he still hadn't grown up and needed his
"mother" to coax him to sleep.
Listening to Tiamat humming softly while holding him, and feeling her hands seemingly combing his hair, Asher at one point wanted to escape from Tiamat's embrace.
No, to be precise, he had already tried, but failed every time. Whenever Asher tried to leave, the ocean below would surge up like a massive curtain, as if to say: Try taking one more step.
So, Asher had no choice but to obediently accept Tiamat's embrace, hoping she would rest soon. However, he had been in Tiamat's arms for most of the day, and she showed no signs of sleeping, causing Asher's patience to wear thin.
"When are you going to sleep, Tiamat?" Asher finally couldn't help but ask.
"AaAAA(Call me Mother)"
Asher fell silent, remaining quiet.
"AaaAAA" This time, it held no meaning, but sounded rather confused, as if wondering why Asher refused to call her Mother.
Asher sighed inwardly, then finally gave up and said, "Mother."
"Can I ask you a question, Mother?" Asher asked.
"Aaaa (Ask)"
"Why are you so good to me? Shouldn't I be considered an outsider?"
Tiamat's mouth slightly parted, and she spoke in a gentle tone: "Aaaa(Likes this dream very much)"
Asher seemed to realize something, muttering, "You wouldn't happen to know that I created this dream, would
you?"
"Laaaaa (Very happy, you are a good child)"
It seemed that the sweet dream he had woven for Tiamat satisfied her? But why didn't Merlin do this back then? Asher suddenly wondered.
He suddenly felt a wet, soft touch on his cheek. Asher looked up and saw Tiamat gently licking his cheek with her soft little tongue, like a kitten. Asher immediately pressed on Tiamat's face to stop her.
"Can you please not lick my face? It feels weird," Asher said, wiping the wetness from his face with his hand.
This wasn't some dog or cat grooming its child with its tongue; Tiamat's action was simply too strange.
"Also, if possible, please don't keep touching my face..." Asher grabbed Tiamat's hand, stopping her actions.
Tiamat's hand was covered with a glove-like fabric, connected to her upper body clothing, but touching her hand through the fabric felt as if he were directly touching skin. Her hands were soft and smooth, with a slightly cool touch. Was this fabric on her hand actually skin or just regular fabric?
Asher couldn't help but knead Tiamat's soft little hand twice more. But he still couldn't confirm it.
"Aaaa (Don't touch there, it's strange)"
"It's surprising you'd feel shy... and I only touched your palm," Asher muttered to himself, speechless, and released Tiamat's hand. He hadn't even said anything about being held like a baby in Tiamat's arms.
"Aaaa (Sleep)"
"But I'm not tired," Asher said.
"Aaaaa(No, you're tired)"
"I'm really not tired..."
"AaaAAA (Good child, sleep)"
What a willful Mother...
Asher mumbled to himself, then suddenly seemed to remember something and looked at Tiamat, who appeared gentle.
It was a rare opportunity to have such close contact with Tiamat. Could he perhaps take this chance to persuade her to abandon her desire for revenge against humanity? Wouldn't that be a happy ending for everyone? Could it be... was this also Merlin's plan?
No, even Merlin couldn't have predicted this far, let alone known that he would actually enter Tiamat's dream.
Asher quickly dismissed his earlier thought, then gazed at Tiamat's face. Regardless, his current mission was extremely important! More important than anything he had done before, so he had to be careful... absolutely could not anger Tiamat.
After careful consideration, Asher ultimately did not immediately bring up the matter of revenge, nor did he ask Tiamat about her current thoughts on humanity.
Everything still needed to proceed step by step. He had only been in this dream for less than a day; he needed to wait until his relationship with Tiamat improved before considering the topic.
This was truly a long and arduous journey... Asher couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
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