The God of Doubt, About to Awaken

"Of course, we can hug."

Amid the joy and fluster of their impending marriage, Ereshkigal suddenly came to her senses when she spotted an unfamiliar girl.

She examined the girl, who clearly belonged to a race unique to this world, with her crimson eyes, then shifted her gaze to Li Zihan's face with a smile that was anything but warm.

"But before that, Zihan, can you tell me what that child over there is about?"

"A follower of Arteshu, the God of War. She's here to record the final moment of my life, more or less."

Though Ereshkigal was staring at him with an extremely dangerous look in her eyes, Li Zihan was not flustered in the slightest. There really was nothing between him and Raphael. Pointing at Raphael, he introduced her as such.

"You know, most living beings in this world don't think I can defeat the God of War. She thinks that my courage in challenging the strongest god is admirable, so she decided to pass my story down."

"I am Raphael, one of the eighteen wings of Lord Arteshu, the strongest god. It is an honor to record Lord Li Zihan's story."

After entering the room, the Winged Species, who had been watching Ereshkigal and had spoken little, gave the goddess—whose combat strength was rather pitiful but whose status clearly surpassed her own—a flawless bow.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Raphael."

Though she was somewhat displeased by Raphael's belief that Li Zihan was certain to lose, Ereshkigal remained polite as she spoke to her.

"Lady Ereshkigal, there is something I would like to discuss with you, as Lord Li Zihan's spouse."

After bowing to Ereshkigal, Raphael faced her with a faint smile, one as pure as that of a little angel.

"Please, go ahead."

Raphael's form