Typemoon: Starting Out as the Lion King's Personal Knight

Credits: Nitorxs

Before Quetzalcoatl could reply, Alaric took the initiative and revealed the truth.

This prompted Quetzalcoatl to snap her fingers in delight: "Correct! It's Ereshkigal! So clever~"

At this point, Alaric had already gained a clear understanding of the current situation with the goddesses.

Among them, the intentions of the Beast Goddess Gorgon, whom he had yet to meet, remained unclear. The Goddess of the Underworld, Ereshkigal, sought to bring humanity into the embrace of death to protect them.

The purpose of the Mistress of the Heavens, Ishtar, was likewise uncertain, though her willingness to respond to the High Priestess's summons suggested she wasn't an enemy.

As for Quetzalcoatl, being a benevolent deity opposed to human sacrifices, she was undoubtedly an ally to humanity.

This much Alaric had confirmed through his interactions with her over time.

If not for her binding contract, Quetzalcoatl would have been the ideal partner.

'I still need to meet Ereshkigal, Ishtar, and—Gorgon.'

Alaric realized that each of these goddesses had come to this land with their purposes, presenting him with a series of challenges to resolve.

Moreover—there was the question of the Holy Grail.

Unlike the situation with the Lion King, where the Holy Lance distorted the Singularity, this time, the cause of the Singularity's formation could only be the Holy Grail.

As long as Chaldea retrieved the Grail, the Singularity would be resolved.

However, Alaric didn't know which goddess possessed the Grail, and whether he alone could defeat a goddess to claim it was another issue entirely.

After briefly planning his next steps, Alaric turned back to Quetzalcoatl to ask her a crucial question:

"Quetzalcoatl, if I resolve your contract and the other goddesses' issues, would you be willing to join our side? Or rather, would you help me—?"

He needed a clear answer from Quetzalcoatl.

"Of course~~"

Quetzalcoatl looked upon Alaric with satisfaction. To her, he was a pure-hearted individual who embodied humanity's determination to its fullest.

His soul was as pure and unblemished as a blank sheet of paper.

If it were Alaric making the request, Quetzalcoatl felt she could never refuse, especially since it wouldn't conflict with her own goals.

Seeing her response, Alaric breathed a small sigh of relief, deliberately ignoring the eager look from Jaguar Man nearby, as if he had completely forgotten her existence.

But just as Alaric was about to say something more, bid farewell to Quetzalcoatl, and set off to find the other goddesses—

A sudden, unmistakable surge of magical energy came hurtling toward them from the depths of the jungle!

Alaric turned slightly, his gaze meeting Quetzalcoatl's as they both looked toward the sky above the jungle.

A radiant figure shot closer at incredible speed.

"Finally found you!"

A crisp, clear voice echoed from afar, tinged with faint amusement.

It was none other than the Primordial Goddess of Mesopotamia, Mistress of the Heavens—Ishtar!

Having been unceremoniously kicked out of the Tower of Babylon by Gilgamesh and thoroughly humiliated, Ishtar decided to vent her frustrations on Alaric.

After pestering countless people for directions and enduring much effort, Ishtar had finally tracked him down in the heart of the jungle!

"It's been a while, Goddess Ishtar!"

Before he even set off, someone had already come knocking. Alaric greeted Ishtar with a cheerful expression, casually raising a hand in a friendly wave.

"A god from another realm, is it? I'm only here for this ignorant human. I'd appreciate it if you stayed out of it!"

Ishtar's gaze swept over Quetzalcoatl, instantly recognizing the immense divinity she possessed. Understanding Quetzalcoatl's identity, Ishtar displayed no fear—especially with her host's personality bolstering her confidence. At this moment, Ishtar cared only about causing trouble for Alaric, ignoring everything else!

"Do you need your big sister's help? If you're dealing with this goddess, I'd be happy to lend a hand!"

Just as Ishtar had recognized Quetzalcoatl's immense power, Quetzalcoatl had also discerned the formidable strength of the Sky Goddess before her.

It was a power similar yet distinct from the one she had formed a contract with—Ereshkigal.

'The divine essence is identical, but there's no contract binding her. So, what form did Ereshkigal use to establish her contract?'

Hearing Quetzalcoatl's offer, Alaric immediately recalled the events of the previous day.

Ereshkigal, who shared the same body as Ishtar, even possessed identical divine essence. If Ereshkigal had used this body to form a contract, then Ishtar should also be within its jurisdiction.

But Quetzalcoatl claimed she could take action against Ishtar. Could it be that Ereshkigal had another body—?

Realizing this, Alaric understood the underlying issue.

Ereshkigal, as the Goddess of the Underworld, had been dispatched to the underworld as a solitary deity and could not enter the world of the living.

Even in this Singularity, summoned through a chain of events, she could only act on the surface by borrowing the body she shared with Ishtar.

Thus, Ereshkigal's true form must be in the underground underworld of Mesopotamia, silently overseeing all death—

Alaric's heartbeat quickened slightly for a moment.

He couldn't explain the reaction of his Dragon Heart when he thought of Ereshkigal. It was a desire similar to the one he felt when facing Tiamat—

'What's wrong with me?' (Answer: Erishkigal cuteness overload!)

Alaric couldn't understand the frequent urges from his Dragon Heart—or, rather, his bizarre desires.

He hadn't been like this before—

Suppressing his chaotic thoughts, Alaric refocused his attention. With two divine beings standing before him, there was no room for distractions.

Turning to Quetzalcoatl, Alaric smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, I can handle this. After all, this time, I came prepared—"

With that, Alaric fixed his gaze on Ishtar in the sky, confidently raised his hand, and shouted: "Come forth, Ark!"

As magic surged, Alaric once again summoned the Heavenly vessel that had been waiting in the jungle!

A streak of black light shot across the vast jungle, arriving at Alaric's side in an instant, much to Ishtar's astonishment.

It was like a replica of Maanna, but its jet-black body and crimson patterns gave it an air of profound darkness.

At this moment, however, Ishtar had no time to appreciate the beauty of the Ark's design. Her eyes widened as she glared at Alaric.

"You! Don't you know about copyrights?! This is a knockoff! It must've been that idiot Goldy who gave it to you, right?"

Clever as she was, Ishtar immediately deduced the origin of Alaric's Ark in her fury.

It had to be from that self-proclaimed collector of all treasures, Gilgamesh. Only he would dare hand out a counterfeit!

She couldn't tolerate it at all!

"Before I punish that idiot Goldy, I'm going to confiscate that!"

"And I'd love to confiscate your Maanna!"

As the Ark arrived at his side, Alaric ascended into the sky, rising to the same height as Ishtar.

No longer gazing up at her, he now stood as her equal, locking eyes with her in a confrontation between equals.