Back when Lake had yet to leave the Heavenly Court of Light.
Keisha had once told Lake that, in the two-front war he was waging, there was an unstable factor.
No.
It would be more accurate to say that there was a shared uncertainty in the three-front war.
Heimdall.
He was the guardian god of the Rainbow Bridge Temple in Asgard. Standing there, he could see and hear everything that happened and every disturbance throughout the World Tree Universe with his eyes and ears.
Once the war began, after Heimdall learned the truth, he might run to King of Gods Odin and report everything.
It was true that Lake had previously manipulated things so Heimdall would hear about Hela, causing him to choose to stand with the Heaven Overlord and conceal the matter from King of Gods Odin.
But what about this time?
This time was nothing like the previous little skirmish. This time, they were digging at the roots of the World Tree itself.
In that case, would Heimdall continue choosing to keep silent?
Lake's answer at the time had been yes.
Heimdall would help him.
Why?
In a word.
Just as Lake had told Keisha before, right now, Lake looked at Heimdall, whose expression shifted between gloom and brightness, and said with a smile, "Heimdall, Odin doesn't understand you, but I do. I will bring about Ragnarok, but you will become one of the surviving gods and lead the ordinary lifeforms in the World Tree through this catastrophe. You have my word."
Heimdall's gaze changed once again.
On the planets where life existed throughout the current World Tree Universe, there were also mortals—or rather, these mortals were lambs living beneath the divine systems of their respective World Tree worlds.
The meaning of these mortals' existence was to sing