"Sir, were you planning to make three little bears a cloak large enough to wrap around them?" Liszt was dazed for a few seconds before he could not help asking.
The scale of that project was truly unimaginable!
Was Hill trying to hand-weave a bear?
"Ah~ Look, Liszt." Hill did not even raise his head as he replied somewhat perfunctorily. "No matter how anxious you are, humans still need ten months of pregnancy. That is a reality even Gods cannot change.
No matter how anxious Gaia is, she would not dare take any labor-inducing medicine, right?
What if she was supposed to give birth to Kronos, but ended up giving birth to Uranus instead?"
Liszt... Liszt felt that Hill was cursing Gaia.
And taking the opportunity to provoke William, who was surely watching.
After all, the origins of that great figure of space-time were now an open secret that everyone knew but never spoke of. The Tower Spirit, who knew everything about that period of the past, naturally would not be unaware of it.
Wait. He looked at Hill in some confusion. "Sir, you are far too certain.
Even if you suddenly decided to spend the effort to give Gaia and the others a little blessing, it still would not..."
Hill raised his head and lightly arched a brow. "Do you know how many beings are currently watching this deliberately manufactured mythological reenactment of the Greek Pantheon?
Triton and Umberlee are fighting fiercely over there, but... Scarlet is clearly putting in the motions without the effort, and Triton has not shown much dissatisfaction.
He is merely constantly urging the Moon Clan onward, naturally tempting them with increasingly generous merit rewards.
Lady of Pain hates Aoskar so much, yet she has been far too quiet during this time.
Tell me, could