At that moment, everyone was truly furious.
He had sounded so relaxed earlier, acting as though everything was under his control, that they had assumed he must have found some way to neutralize the backlash.
Only now did they realize he hadn't done a damn thing!
It was like someone laughing and joking with you one moment, then suddenly handing you a critical illness notice saying he had three days left to live. In an ordinary household, that kind of wicked stunt could easily send the grandparents to an early grave!
Lynn stared wide-eyed at his aggressive, furious father-in-law and the other Origins, and said:
"It's really fine. I'm not scared."
"Can't you see? Hell issuing me a notice like this was obviously that Pighead Butcher's doing. It's clearly just meant to scare me! They obviously don't want me to know they won't kill me, so they're just trying to intimidate me with this painfully obvious cover-up. It's really fine."
It was like provoking someone who was trying to protect you, only for that person to threaten you: "I'll kill you in seven days."
That was obviously a damn tsundere.
What was there to fear?
Probably, in the last few seconds before the deadline...
He would send you an extension notice, changing "I'll kill you in seven days!" to the even fiercer "You get another three days!"
The Titan Head seethed with rage. "You idiot-you're usually so clever-why are you being stupid now-even if what you said about Hell not killing you is true-so what-it might not kill you, but it could still torture you viciously-ravage you-trample you-that still wouldn't be killing you-those two things don't conflict!!"
Bzz-
Lynn instantly froze.
Sir Awen also grabbed him by the collar with a grim expression. "Your father-in-law is right. Just look at