What was the problem?
It was a huge problem.
The Aesir, who had ruled the World Tree Universe for endless ages, had truly been slapped hard in the face this time.
But...
Odin knew exactly what had happened, yet he had no way to say it aloud. If he really revealed the truth, the Aesir would probably become a complete laughingstock.
Fortunately.
There was still time to fix it!
"Go to Earth!"
Odin stared expressionlessly at the birdman sprawled across the resplendent floor. He pointed Gungnir straight toward Earth and said in a deep, emotionless voice, "Kill that bitch. Make sure the bastard in her belly doesn't survive."
The birdman was dumbfounded.
Had his daughter-in-law just become a bitch?
And had his grandson instantly become a bastard?
The birdman thought this to himself, but did not immediately accept the order. Instead, he looked at Odin. "Then... God King, what about the fee?"
Heaven did business for money, without cheating anyone, young or old.
Odin had paid them before, and Heaven had completed the job. According to their agreement, his daughter-in-law was to become the Saint Mother, and his grandson was to become the new Savior.
The service contract had already been signed.
But now?
Odin was changing the contract. Naturally, it could not be changed for free. Heaven had quoted its price according to the original contract, not this new one.
Therefore...
The contract could be changed, but the price had to increase.
Odin's one eye burned with fury as he stared at the birdman. He wished he could pin the money-grubbing creature to the floor with a single thrust of his spear.
But as he had said, all Heaven's birdmen were alike. Even if he killed this one, another birdman in charge of Heaven would behave the same way—and