My Heroic Life

"Whatever you say...you all hate me anyway."

"what?"

"Whether it's the golden glitter, the green one, or you, you all hate me! In the city, too, I shouted'Ishtar is coming' when I saw me and then ran away, went to the store to eat, and the merchant closed the door directly. Children won’t smile at me either."

"Although I have done a few bad things, I have tried to protect the city, but everyone doesn't like me... Forget it, I don't care! You just say it!"

Ishtar's face was buried in his arms, sobbing sobbing, his miserable look made the chief secretary on the side frowned incomprehensibly. Roland looked at such an urban god in silence for a while, knowing that what he had just said was too much. But no way, it is necessary.

"Sorry, I have no habit of flattering you, so it may be a bit ugly, but I haven't finished it yet."

"You are indeed a useless goddess of trash, but...not an evil god with evil thoughts."

The man sighed and shook his head. He stretched out his hand to take off the mask and looked at Ishtar helplessly and comforted:

"I don't hate you."

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Chapter 45 My Child, You Are Violated By The Net

What is most important as a god?Is it a powerful and unrivaled power, or a supreme position?Or a believer with countless contacts?

For the gods themselves, these are all important, but for Roland they are not important. He only cares about the relativity of good and evil.

Ishtar is indeed a bad guy. He clearly has the identity of the Uruk city god who started the game on this day, but he played a good hand of cards so badly. For so many years, let alone sweeping out the cult in the city to unify him. On the contrary, it was almost a shame to be swept out of Uruk by the cult, but I have to say that Ishtar is not a bad guy.

"I don't hate you."

"Oh, flattery and the like are unnecessary."

The head of the goddess, who was huddled and floating, did not raise her head. She was alone, but Roland by her side did not give up.

"Is it useful to flatter you until now? I'm telling the truth."

Roland slightly slammed the head of the Cthulhu statue under his feet and said to Ishtar:

"Although you are completely useless as a city god, you have never taken pleasure in the misfortune of the people, and have never cursed everything in this city from your heart. You have a kind heart and you will not be indifferent when you see injustice. You have compassion in your heart, and you still feel sad to see people in suffering."

"As the most powerful god of Uruk, although you are greedy and lustful, you have never deceived the people. You have never preached that you can restore the health of dying patients, nor have you promised that devout believers will not enter the underworld. At least in this regard, You treat humans with sincerity, so..."

"Ishtar, although you are not a qualified god, you are not a bad god either. Only this I can assure you-I don't hate you."

Roland calmly finished these words with a mask in her hand, making the goddess who was bowing her head and autistic, her eyes widened. She wiped the tears from her face and raised her head, looking forward with some doubts and surprises.

"You, what you just said was... hey?"

Ishtar, who raised his head to ask if the words were true or false, looked at Roland with wide eyes. In her red eyes, there was a young man with long black hair who had taken off his mask and hood and appeared in front of her without any cover. .

Wait, why did you suddenly take off the mask, and unexpectedly, it wasn't that there was a wound on the face, but it was a bit long...a bit pretty?

Ishtar looked at the man staring at her in a daze. Her face gradually turned red. She just wanted to turn her eyes and her eyes were certain, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Wait, wait, are you a bit like Enqi? Although the hair and pupils are different."

There was a flash of light in Ishtar's mind, and he pointed to Roland and called out. The young man with long black hair was very calm about her question. He nodded and said:

"Yes, but you are the opposite. Enkidu is more like me."

"what?"

"Enqi is made of clay by the gods, he doesn't look good, but I have always looked like this."

"It's not wrong to say that, forget it, it's just a bit like it."

Ishtar blushed and turned his eyes away, and asked with his fingers around his hair:

"What you said before is true?"

"Of course, there is no need to lie to you until now, I took off the mask to some extent just to show my sincerity to you."

"Huh? Does this matter?"

"This is a culture of honesty on our side, and you can't believe me if you don't see me."

Roland smiled helplessly, and didn't tell how candid the frank meeting in the Ishtarlan group was. Anyway, he had refused to take a bath with Yuan Laiguang and other women several times.

"Forget it, I don't care about the mask."

Ishtar skipped the topic, lowered his head and said with some loss:

"For the words you just said, I want to thank you, but... after all, this is just your own thoughts. For other people in this city, I have become a god like a disaster. Up."

"It may be true, but haven't you been thinking of ways to change this situation?"

"Yeah, I did work hard, but it's useless, as long as there is that Jin Shining use the power of the government to get in the way..."

Ishtar clenched his fists in resentment, obviously thinking of a certain hero, Mr. Wang. Roland rubbed his chin when he saw this. It is estimated that this is Ishtar, besides money, another helper to Empress Semiramis. the reason.

But what I have to say is that Ishtar was not wrong about this, Gilgamesh... really used the power of the government to black out Ishtar.

It was several years ago. During the period when Ishtar was the most powerful and had the most conflicts with Mr. King, Gilgamesh used the power of the media to criticize her, exposed her many scandals at that time, and achieved overwhelming public opinion. Support, successfully won the temple forces headed by Siduli to his side, and therefore broke with Ishtar, but what I have to say is...After that, Gilgamesh did not hack her again. Up.

Mr. Jin is busy every day, and there are too many things that require media propaganda. How can there be time to list an Ishtar column?Roland, who was lurking in the news agency, knew this clearly.

So the question is, why is Ishtar's reputation so bad?Did she really do so many evil things, robbery and arson, lawlessness, spend time and drink every day?

Roland sighed, raised the terminal in his hand and clicked:

"Ishtar, I am afraid you have some misunderstandings, let's take a look at these."

"Huh? What?"

Ishtar, with his head full of question marks, walked to Roland's side, and then embarked on a fantasy journey that subverted her three views.

In fact, Ishtar was indeed discredited, but the people who discredited her were not the Uruk official media, but the cults all over the city and countless tabloids under their control.

Yes, the Uruk cult is business-minded, and they even know that they can pull believers by discrediting their competitors!As long as the cult enters the one-third acre of Uruk, they will know that the city god named Ishtar is their biggest opponent, and Ishtar as the true god is obviously not that they can use it normally. Means defeated, so... they chose to play Yin.

That is, splashing dirty water.

"Hey? Who is this person? This is not me! I have never done such a thing!"

"Calm down, I know this is not you, this is an actor of the cult. The Uruk cult is spread all over the city, with at least hundreds in number. Almost every day in the media, different'Ishtars' are doing evil, from robbing banks. It's all about stealing pocket money from children."

"What! What's going on!?"

"In fact, it is the cult that was destroyed by us right now in front of your eyes. The clothes you are now in are found in the warehouse, and even the model of Tiangong Maanna is available. Obviously, you have not used your famous title to make a film... ."