“Odin…” Oh Kang-Woo mumbled in anger.0

He clenched his fists as he looked down at the weeping Gaia. He did not expect that Odin would not do such a thing; after all, sending an envoy to enemy lines came with its risks. However, he did not think the honorable warrior Odin would go this far.0

‘Fucking scumbag.’0

Kang-Woo bit his lip. Tracing back human history, envoys were rarely harmed. It was not just a matter of courtesy but a form of common sense.0

‘Even in history, a war started just because delegations were sent back with their beards shaved.’[1]6

And in this instance, it was not a beard but a mustache.0

‘It can no longer be avoided.’0

The war between gods, Ragnarok, had already begun.1

“H-how could Odin…”1

Gaia wept with blank eyes, still unable to take in the fact that Zeus was dead. Kang-Woo’s heart felt heavy as he stared at Gaia embracing Zeus’s head.0

“It certainly is incomprehensible.” Kang-Woo set aside his sorrow and continued, “Even if they are in an opposing faction, they must know that justification is a crucial part of war. Despite that…”3

Kang-Woo could only think of one possibility...0