Lolth's gaze was filled with regret as she looked at Dunn.
As soon as she heard the method proposed by the Fate Overlord, Lolth had begun looking for candidates.
Whatever things had been like before, as one of only two Greater Powers in the world and one of its most powerful beings, Lolth was bound to be a "picky" deity.
As a former elf, Lolth's first choice would naturally be someone of her own race.
Unfortunately, however, she was currently the only orthodox deity in the entire Elf Race.
Her next choices would naturally come from among her acquaintances.
Lolth had only become a god recently, and her divine kingdom was in the Abyss, so, strictly speaking, the only deities she knew well were those present.
First, she ruled out Tiamat, who was also a goddess, then the two weaklings of Lesser Power.
That left Lolth with only two choices.
Compared to that decrepit old thing, the Fate Overlord, Dunn was naturally much more to Lolth's taste.
And so, Lolth had readily selected Dunn as the candidate with whom she would produce divine offspring.
Yet now Dunn was actually saying he was infertile!
How could Lolth possibly keep her composure?
After a brief silence throughout the Pantheon, the Fate Overlord finally gave a helpless smile. "That truly is a shame. It seems His Eminence the Death Overlord will have to find another way."
Dunn spread his hands and smiled.
Although the Fate Overlord appeared completely unconcerned, his earlier look and that brief silence had betrayed him.
As an old monster who had lived for nearly ten thousand years, how could something like this so easily move him?
It must have involved or even disrupted some plan of his to make him show even a slight lapse in composure.
At the