Jörmungandr burst into laughter amid the thick darkness. Living up to his Divine Name, the world around him seemed to shake as he laughed.0

The woman with long black hair beside him didn’t seem to be in the mood to laugh. “How can you laugh after what he just said?”0

Hel glared at Jörmungandr, her small wings fluttering. The youngest of Loki’s Three Demonic Monsters, she was known as the protector and vanguard of <Niflheim>. She was also the leader of <Helheim>, the prison where she alluded and trapped the dead.0

Ssshhh!0

Jörmungandr slowly uncoiled himself, his scales brushing against one another. His big serpentine eyes gazed at his adorable baby sister. 『Should I cry instead?』0

“Stop spouting nonsense! What do you plan to do now? I told you over and over that we should strike him before he could become a real threat—”0

『Don’t you think it’s a little too late to remind me about that?』0

Hel snapped. “Hey! Drop the attitude already!”0

However, for some reason, Jörmungandr just kept chuckling.『Hehehe!』0

The more Jörmungandr laughed, the more frustrated Hel became. Nevertheless, Jörmungandr looked as if he didn’t...0