"What do you mean, maybe not?"
"Translate that for me—what do you mean, maybe not?!"
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The Laughing God fell silent for a moment.
The smile that had only recently returned to his paint-covered face froze at the corner of his mouth once more.
Even though he had reluctantly begun to get used to this human god's style, he was still shocked yet again.
What the hell?
"Do you think the Four Gods of Chaos are idiots or something?"
The Laughing God could not help raising his voice.
"Even if it is you, shouldn't you first consider whether this plan is actually reasonable? Even if the Four Gods of Chaos are willing, you still need to let them see a chance of victory!"
His tone grew increasingly urgent. "You have the Emperor backing you now. Even if Chaos can find a suitable vessel in the Real Universe, what would be the point? There is no possibility of victory at all."
Even the dumbest gambler would not put chips into a bet with a one hundred percent chance of losing, would they?
Why was there no bait on your hook?
Were you really just waiting for willing fish to bite?
After hearing this, Rowan fell silent for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Ah, it might not work if I say it out loud. Besides, there are still some things I'm not entirely sure about, so it isn't convenient to explain for now."
He raised one hand, a mysterious smile lingering on his lips.
"Some things stop working once you say them aloud. As the master of the Black Library, you should understand that, shouldn't you?"
Obviously, this riddle-speaker routine put Rowan in an exceptionally good mood.
Of course, Rowan felt great,