"Wait."
Just as Heimdall announced that they were ready to begin, Indra suddenly raised a hand and interrupted him.
"Hm? Does Lord Indra have something else to say?"
Heimdall stopped what he was doing and looked at Indra in confusion.
"I have a small suggestion regarding the rules of Ragnarok."
"..."
An opinion about Ragnarok's rules?
For a moment, Heimdall did not know what to say. How could he dare? Although the gods had lost interest in Ragnarok and even wished for it to end sooner—
Because of that one sovereign, they had still patiently endured it. And now Indra wanted to alter Ragnarok's rules?
Heimdall suddenly regretted returning to host this.
He looked toward the human spectators, hoping to find the human from the previous match to take over again, but Otto Apocalypse was nowhere to be seen.
"Don't you think this is rather boring? It's always the same repetitive one-on-one fights. Everyone must be tired of watching by now! Ragnarok has gone on for so long. It should have been brought to an end long ago."
"What do you think, human fighter, Miss Bronya?"
Reclining halfway upon a golden lotus, Indra swept his gaze over the gods and humans outside the arena before finally looking at Bronya and making his proposal.
Although the gods were puzzled by what Indra meant, there was one point they agreed with: most of them wanted this to end sooner.
Still, none of them spoke up. They did not want trouble to fall upon them.
So it was better to watch quietly.
"Uh, Bronya doesn't understand what you mean."
Though Bronya knew every word Indra had said, she did not quite understand them when they were put together.
She looked at Indra with slight confusion, unable to understand what he was trying to