The Cursed Gamer, Book 3

328: Clash of Goddesses

Chapter 328: Clash of Goddesses

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The Chaldea girls and Ishtar moved all day and camped inside a forest at night. In the morning, they continued their journey.

They were on their way to Ur, the city quite a bit far from Uruk, but it was still a part of Sumeria. So still under the rule of Gilgamesh.

Since the demonic beast attacks began a few months ago, the military force was mostly concerned about Uruk. Gilgamesh cared for all his people, but at the same time, he knew the country didn't have the military power to station soldiers in every city. Uruk was the priority, and the nearby cities only received weekly visits from soldiers to ensure things were alright.

The most recent news from Ur was that people were going missing. Nobody knew how or why; because the people living in Ur didn't want to reveal the reason. However, it was undeniable that people were going missing.

"You think the Jaguar Goddess is the one behind this?"

"Maybe? Uh, I mean, the King did mention her as a problem. And since she is said to be here, it probably is her who's doing all that."

Mash and Fujimaru chatted and theorized things since they were now close to Ur. In the meantime, Ishtar and Da Vinci walked in silence, walking on either side of the two younger girls.

Ishtar's eyes often flickered to look at the mark on Fujimaru's neck. It was gorgeous. It was glowing gently; charging itself with the ambient mana in the air.

What was that anyway? Gilgamesh for sure didn't have such a power before. It smelled draconic. Did that mean the Divine Spirit that merged with Gil was of Dragon Origin?

"By the way, Fujimaru," Da Vinci suddenly called, causing Ishtar to fix her gaze in a blink.

"Yes?"

"Is your neck alright? Does it hurt?" asked Da Vinci, moving forward to gently put a hand on her shoulder. "It's slightly hot."

The four people stopped in their tracks; both Ishtar and Mash were also interested in the conversation.

"...It's a good feeling, actually," Fujimaru said. "Warm and fuzzy. I can feel its power flowing through my mana circuits. I believe that it's strengthening me as I am. But at the same time... I can [Activate] my true abilities with a thought. It should give me a different form, like a transformation."

"I see. Interesting," Da Vinci stroked her chin. "King Gilgamesh does not have any record of such abilities. At the same time, as he claims to have merged with another soul, we don't have a record of someone else who can do this. It's a mystery; something new entirely."

Da Vinci quickly shook her head. "My bad. It's intriguing, but it's not a bad thing. You don't feel any pain, and even claim it's making you stronger. It's a good thing. As unfortunate as it is, it's true that you never had the potential to become a mage. That must have always bothered you since if you were a mage, you could have done a lot better as Humanity's Last Master. Now, it's possible, so it's a happy occasion, Fujimaru. Come on, cheer up, let's go."

Patting Fujimaru's shoulder twice, the three Chaldean girls smiled at each other and then continued forward.

In the back, Ishtar stood with a frown until she too followed them.

'That power,' Ishtar thought eerily. 'Doesn't even belong to this world, does it?'

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The group soon reached Ur, and found the place surprisingly peaceful.

It was a surprising sight, entering the city through the front gates that weren't harmed at all. As if no monsters attacked this place.