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"Truly, she doesn't feel ashamed at all for her status as a disobedient god, and doesn't even appear to regret it?"
Gilgamesh lightly swirled the utterly turbid wine in his cup, a hint of disdainful smile on his handsome face.
"Such a mouse-like demeanor, does it truly qualify to be called a Disobedient God?"
Saying this, he lightly flicked the pure gold goblet in his hand, listening to its crisp sound, subtly narrowing his eerie red snake eyes.
"This, I do not know."
The Incarnate Demon's tone remained indifferent, utterly unmoved.
Indeed, even if Gilgamesh were to further insult Athena, she would not show any hint of anger.
Or rather, regardless of joy or anger, as well as sorrow and emotion, all were absent.
"Hmph, because you know you are not this King's opponent, you hide in the gutters like a mouse. Is this what you call wisdom, Athena? It's truly too hideous to behold."
He seemed to be speaking to the night sky.
As Athena, possessing the authority of 'darkness' or 'shadow,' she could naturally hear his words easily.
But there was not a single trace of a response.
Whether it was caution, prudence, or being timid like a mouse, the cleverer the person, the more prone they were to looking before and after.
"Forget it, you truly make this King disappointed."
Gilgamesh's tone was filled with laziness and dissatisfaction. On his handsome face, it was as if he was silently describing how boring this King was.
Then, with a golden glint, a circular stone tablet, existing as a Divine Tool, fell into his hand.
"I shall bestow this upon you first. When you see this King, do not hesitate!"
Saying this, he lightly tossed the stone tablet towards the Incarnate Demon who remained frozen in place.
"My transformation will surely satisfy you, Gilgamesh. That epic war will unfold on this stage. Please do not be disappointed."
It was a crisp voice, with the sound of a fairy, transmitted from the Incarnate Demon's mouth.
Presumably, it was because she had seen the Stone of Olgor, so she couldn't help herself, or perhaps she wanted to respond to the King's trust with her own body.
Regardless, it was truly boring to the extreme.
And so,
"Begone. This time, I shall forgive your sin of disrespect."
Gilgamesh lightly waved his arm, which was wrapped in a black lacquered motorcycle suit.
Hearing these words, Athena showed not a single trace of anger.
Or rather, the King's actions were obvious, so Athena naturally wouldn't be angry about it.
Without a word, the Incarnate Demon slightly bowed, indicating the humility that had never existed in its heart.
And so, she lightly backed away and left.
Listening to the soft sound of her delicate small feet tapping on the ground gradually fading away,
Gilgamesh's lips curved slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"I hope it can bring this King some surprises. Otherwise, your life, this King will simply take it."
Saying this, he lightly poured the half-cup of utterly turbid wine from his hand towards the trembling crowd.
Listening to the desperate screams coming from afar, Gilgamesh seemed to be enjoying it, squinting his eerie red snake eyes.
Using the lives of mortals as his amusement, perhaps this was what was called cruel tyranny.
On the other side, in the Japanese-style room prepared for Liliana and her attendants in the Historical Compilation Committee.
The young girl with a silver ponytail shook her head unwillingly. The silver ponytail swayed freely in the air, its dazzling light shimmering from it.
"Truly, how uninteresting!"
Liliana did not know how to describe those damned officials.
Just after arriving at this Historical Compilation Committee, Liliana ran around, trying to find opportunities to communicate with those higher-ups.
After all, having witnessed the King's might this time, it was clear she wouldn't refuse the King's rule.
But in fact, Liliana was still too naive. Having little experience in the world, she had no understanding of its treachery.
Undoubtedly, this young girl hit a wall. Even if all her demands were met and she was treated as a VIP, she couldn't even contact the most basic person in charge, or the head of the Historical Compilation Committee's Tokyo branch.
It could be said that the young girl's already limited patience was almost completely worn out at this moment.
And those so-called high-level officials' thoughts were, at this moment, surprisingly uniform.
Indeed, they were no match for Gilgamesh. No matter how powerful he was, as long as the old man didn't make a move, they indeed couldn't be compared with Gilgamesh.
An ordinary fellow, no matter how many there were, no matter how strong, was absolutely no match for a god-killer. And the old man certainly couldn't casually make a move. Otherwise, if more god-killers were attracted, it would definitely be even more troublesome.
Therefore, the high-level officials of the Historical Compilation Committee were now in a dilemma.
They neither wanted to offend Gilgamesh nor did they want to simply give up their thoughts so easily.
Ultimately, they just wanted to gain a small advantage.
Unfortunately, Liliana didn't know all this.
"Since that's the case, since that's the case."
She mumbled softly, a flicker of resolve flashing in her eyes.
As if having made up her mind, she lightly patted her plump thigh and rose from the old-fashioned tatami.
"Then, I'll just have to offend them."
Saying this softly, she fastened the 'Durandal,' which shimmered with softness and radiance, to her waist.
Then, she fiercely pulled open the Japanese-style main door and walked towards the fading night.
"Snake, finally returned to its master's hand."
On Athena's perpetually expressionless face, a hint of joy subtly flickered at this moment.
She carefully held the circular stone tablet in her hand, meticulously examining it.
A moment later, she lightly let out a long breath.
That was the 'Stone of Olgor,' and it was also the object she relied on to return to the three-in-one Earth Mother Goddess.
"Hero King, you will surely pay a price of extreme pain for your arrogance and conceit."
Athena said softly, a teasing smile on her face.
She lightly lifted the stone tablet, then slowly pressed it with her gemstone-studded lips, which shimmered with a moon-like silver radiance.
That cautious expression was as if the ancient, dilapidated stone tablet was something that must be treasured.
Or perhaps, what this Disobedient God valued was merely the secret contained within that stone tablet.
Then, faint specks of light scattered around her delicate body.
Finally, everything returned to peace.
However, the delicate young girl had long since vanished.
What remained was that high and mighty Disobedient God, who appeared like a deathly figure.