Era of Heroic Spirits: I Was Exposed by Alaya

What made her even more endearing was that when she suddenly heard a loud crash—someone falling from the human world into the underworld—

Ereshkigal blinked in surprise. "Huh? You actually came?"

A faint blush spread across her cheeks as she quickly stood up, smoothing out her clothes and hurriedly preparing to put on makeup.

While she was busy primping, the scene shifted to the nameless one's side.

Ishtar, with practiced ease, explained, "Alright, Gudao, it's your turn to break through the first gate. There'll be a two-choice question—the Gate of the Underworld will ask all sorts of annoying things, so just pick whatever."

The first gate.

A voice echoed from within—

"Answer, Master of Chaldea—Gudao!"

Ishtar was slightly surprised but happy to step aside and let him handle it.

A moment later, the question came—

[Though standards of beauty may seem varied, there is still an absolute truth. Black surpasses white, earth surpasses heaven. Given this, who is more beautiful—Ereshkigal or Ishtar?]

"Wait, why is this the question?!"

Ishtar froze, then immediately grabbed Nameless by the collar. "You jerk! On one side, you have the goddess of death, and on the other, the goddess of harvest and beauty. You'd definitely pick me, right?"

Meanwhile, Ereshkigal was also waiting nervously, her expression tense to the extreme.

Caught between the two goddesses, the nameless one simply smiled and said, "Sorry, I'd only pick whoever becomes my wife!"

This unexpected, shameless reply sent both sister goddesses into a fluster.

"You arrogant human! Who'd ever be your wife?!" Ishtar fumed.

Beside them, Mash's cheeks also turned slightly pink.

Senpai didn't choose either goddess... Does that mean he's really prepared to marry me?

BOOM—

The first gate swung open, signaling that the trial had been passed!

Ishtar instantly understood.

So this is the so-called fair and impartial Gate of the Underworld?!

Damn it—my sister's definitely controlling this!

Which means... back then, when the gates stripped away my divine authority layer by layer, it was all her doing!

Just then, the second gate posed its question—

[I've been here all this time, managing the souls of the dead—no joy, no sorrow, no friends. And now, are you going to blame me? Shouldn't you at least praise me for working so hard?]

Yet, faced with this question, the nameless one replied indifferently, "I'm not interested. This is the work you've stuck with until now. You haven't done anything wrong—no one has. The world itself is the problem."

What the hell? Why isn't he praising her now?

The audience was puzzled.

Given his charm that had won over all the goddesses, shouldn't he continue with the compliments?

Rumble~

The second stone gate opened, revealing Ereshkigal waiting with tears welling in her eyes: "Why... why can't you just praise me once?"

"No! Because praising you would be an insult to your pride!" Nameless still refused.

Boom!

A surge of death energy erupted around Ereshkigal as terrifying skeletal monsters appeared.

She glared at him furiously: "Even if it's you, I'll kill you!"

"Then come."

Nameless strode forward, extending his hand with utmost gentleness.

As if he wasn't facing a horrifying monster, but a lovely girl.

Hum~

The death magic gathered wildly, only to vanish without a trace when everyone was holding their breath for him.

Ereshkigal wiped her tears: "You liar! You said you'd come see me before!"

"Now, I'm here. Lovely Ereshkigal, will you help us?" Nameless smiled, hand still outstretched.

The Queen of the Underworld, embodiment of death, suddenly blushed crimson.

She clutched her chest in fluster: "I-I'm not helping you! I just want to proceed with my plans! Yes, that's it!"

???

Ishtar was utterly confused.

What just happened? Why does it feel like I missed something?

Then.

Laughter rang out from the side: "Ahahaha! What a fine show you've put on for me, Master of Chaldea! You are truly worthy to stand beside the King of Heroes!"

The King of Heroes had arrived!

Mash quickly asked: "Were you dragged down by Ereshkigal?"

"Hmph! This king doesn't die so easily. A mere goddess of death cannot kill me!"

Gilgamesh slightly turned his head away, "Just... overworked a bit. That's all."

This was perhaps the most embarrassing moment for the King of Heroes.

He actually worked himself to death!

At that moment.

A sudden anomaly occurred!

A sword shadow abruptly slashed through the blushing Ereshkigal, nearly cleaving her in two!

Thud!

She collapsed heavily to the ground.

Ishtar instantly flew into rage: "Bastard! You're dead meat!"

However, her kick passed right through empty air.

The figure stood there, yet remained completely intangible!

Nameless immediately blocked her path: "Calm down! He didn't mean to kill Ereshkigal, but to sever the Three Goddess Alliance's contract binding her!"

The Three Goddess Alliance had formed a pact.

Any who attacked each other would suffer divine retribution beyond imagination.

Thus, to gain Ereshkigal's assistance, the contract had to be destroyed!

"Correct. That was precisely my intention. You truly are fit to be a Child of Prophecy."

The figure cloaked in black robes praised.

Under everyone's intense gaze.

King Hassan's voice remained as composed as ever: "Queen of the Underworld, you've always loved these mortals doomed to die. Joining the alliance was merely to shelter more souls after death."

"Even misunderstood by all, you've protected humanity. Thus, I severed your contract!"

The comments exploded instantly—

-[Holy shit! That familiar voice of delight—it's King Hassan!]

-[Grandpa's OP! He can even cut contracts!]

-[Tsk, Ishtar claims to despise her sister, yet when danger arises, she doesn't hesitate to avenge her!]

-[The old man taught Nameless in "The Sacred Round Table Domain," so why is he appearing in this Singularity again?]

-[Ahh, Ereshkigal just keeps getting cuter the more I look at her. How can there be such an adorable goddess of the underworld?]

...

Ereshkigal lay in Nameless's arms but deliberately didn't struggle, burying her face in his chest to hide her embarrassment: "I-I'm not like that at all!"

There was no brutal battle.

The Ereshkigal was utterly sunk!

From then on, the Three Goddess Alliance was reduced to just half!

While drafting the battle plan, Gilgamesh angrily exclaimed, "What? You're not letting this king participate in the battle against Gorgon?"

"My king, your schedule is already packed—you have no time!" Siduri handed him a stack of clay tablets.

They were densely covered with various tasks.

All of them were things that had piled up crazily after his death from overwork—an unimaginable amount.

"..."

Gilgamesh fell silent.

Roya, who was watching the video, was also stunned.

Good grief—he just got revived after working himself to death, and now he's about to do it all over again?

She swiftly typed out a comment:

[This king's name is Gilgamesh. I reside in the Uruk palace, unmarried. I work 24-hour shifts every day, never leaving tasks or documents for the next day. Even the doctors ask me: "Why aren't you dead yet?"]

With such an insane workload, who else would die if not you?

In the video.

Just as the final battle was about to begin,

An elderly woman suddenly stopped Nameless: "There was a young child who always helped me tend the flower shop. That day, I had already died, and my family was preparing to bury me. But that child kept holding onto my body—perhaps that's why I came back to life."

"That child's name is Ana. She's a very lovely little girl~" Nameless replied gently.

"Anna, that's truly a lovely name. Please give this flower wreath to her—I'm so grateful for everything she's done these past days!" The old woman grew even more appreciative.

Every day, Ana helped tend to the flower shop and even saved her life. What a good child.

"Mm, I'll make sure she gets it," Nameless nodded.

Together with Mash and the others, they headed toward the Blood Temple.

The decisive battle against the Beast Goddess had officially begun!

The scene shifted.

Thirty kilometers away from the Blood Temple.

Quetzalcoatl raised the forty-meter-long [Marduk's Axe] and, in a spectacle that stunned all onlookers, hurled it with overwhelming force toward the Beast Goddess's temple!

Bound by the Three Goddesses' Pact, she couldn't directly attack the Beast Goddess.

But Merlin could guide the strike, sparing her from the pact's punishment.

BOOM!

With her unstoppable might, Marduk's Axe hurtled toward the Blood Temple's vicinity.

Yet, Merlin grinned mischievously. "Whoops, my hand slipped!"

Under his malicious guidance, the colossal axe veered off course—smashing directly into the Blood Temple!

The impact tore through the temple, carving a clear path straight to its heart for Nameless!

CRACK!

The terrifying divine retribution for breaking the pact descended without mercy, striking Quetzalcoatl and wrenching an earth-shaking scream from her.

Witnessing this, Nameless's eyes widened in fury. "Damn you, Merlin! You dare screw over Quetzalcoatl again?! Drowning you as a girl wasn't enough! If I get my hands on you, I'll tie you up and force-feed you the Doctor's cakes!"

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