"Ah... there are so many stray dogs every time." The Lord of Devils in black-and-red robes raised his head with a cold sneer.
The long, dark cloak behind him danced in the air without wind, like the wings he had abandoned, making a silent threat.
Hill, who had not been in a particularly good mood, suddenly burst out laughing... Asmodeus had, as usual, chosen to insult everyone at once.
He had always been the sort with an especially sharp tongue. He could make sweet words sound pleasant, but he was even better at sarcasm and barbed remarks.
Those who had chosen to participate in this war, aside from the Greek Gods who were bound to make a move, included the two hiding to the side and likely to intervene as well... Aoskar and Set could both be covered by those four words.
The Gods who were merely watching, however, would not feel as though they had been mocked to their faces, including Umberlee far out at sea.
As for Oaisis, people were fighting fiercely right in his home. He could not deny that those four words had been thrown straight in his face.
This guy might have no character to speak of and be utterly impossible to deal with, but his mouth was truly formidable!
What Hill had not expected, however, was that Poseidon, the main target of the mockery, did not react at all.
He merely threw back his head and laughed as he shouted, "I don't care what dog you're talking about! Kronos can only belong to me!"
Even Asmodeus froze for a moment.
For the first time, he understood what it meant when someone could not comprehend human speech.
Hill suddenly collapsed onto the table, slapping it several times as he laughed himself mad.
Wild laughter erupted