"My victory, why do you seem troubled?"
Laiendos spoke,
"Such a scene, and yet Laren and Utus are both not present."
Sibos laughed and said,
"Did you forget? They went to find that person, didn't they?"
Laiendos still frowned,
"It's been three days, I'm worried about them..."
Sibos waved his hand, dismissing the possibility.
"What a joke, they are gods after all, and Utus is of the Fifth Rank.
How many Fifth Rank gods are there in the world?
If our King were still here, Utus would be his Subordinate God."
Laiendos shook his head,
"It's not that... I'm worried they might betray us…"
After saying this, Laiendos felt a twinge of guilt, feeling that he shouldn't doubt the two gods without reason.
"My victory, you amuse me; no one is better suited for comedy than you."
The Wine God laughed heartily, ignoring etiquette, and declared confidently,
"That will not happen,
I've never seen gods more steadfast than them!"
