Watching Lolth land a critical hit straight on Corellon's weak point, killing him on the spot,
Orsaga laughed without the slightest restraint.
An ex-wife beating up her ex-husband—this sort of melodramatic family drama was as pungent as ever, even when gods were involved.
"Wonderful~"
"I suppose I helped Lolth settle an old score~"
"Hahaha~"
Listening to Orsaga's laughter, utterly devoid of public decency,
the Lady of Pain gazed at Lolth, who had turned to fight the Elf Gods.
She offered no comment on Corellon's instant death.
Nor could she be bothered to care what changes his death would bring.
She merely shook her head calmly.
"Perhaps."
"But I think, if she could, she'd very much like to kill you too."
She could clearly sense the intense resentment toward Orsaga in the heart of the Queen of Gods—Lolth.
It was a desire and determination to stab Orsaga to death...
Yet Orsaga had sensed the very same thing.
As a rotten excuse for a human being, assuming he counted as human,
he was extremely pleased by it.
"That's a very reasonable point."
"But I just love the feeling of people wanting to kill me and being unable to."
"It feels wonderful..."
The Lady of Pain shook her head and sighed as she remarked,
"I'm starting to look forward to the birth of your offspring."
"When that happens, I'll definitely stop by to see how your territory operates, and just how universally despised you are there."
"Living there must be a rather unpleasant experience."
"In fact, if your own subordinates really do kill you someday, I imagine it'll be a magnificent deed that moves countless living beings. Even as someone who knows you, I'd have to give the mastermind a reward..."
Faced with such utterly blunt remarks,
Orsaga did not argue. He simply