‘Niflheim?’ Yeon-woo was surprised that Niflheim had taken an interest in him. They didn’t have much contact with each other, and with the exception of Hel, the demons of Niflheim hadn’t given him much attention.

Woof!

『He says a lot of demons are still doubtful of you in Niflheim. Apparently, none question your ability, but few agree that you will be with Ragnarok.』

Woof, woof!

『Hel is the only demon who watched you, and Fenrir says he decided to descend personally to see for himself. And he says he felt…anyway, that’s what he said. Hmph. Fool. Even if you flatter Yeon-woo, it doesn’t change the fact that he’s mine…! Hey! Let go!』 Fenrir bit Agares even before Agares finished translating his barking. Frowning, Agares hit Fenrir’s muzzle as Fenrir chomped tightly on Agares’ leg with no intention of letting go.

It appeared like a cute scene of a young child and a puppy fighting playfully, but because Yeon-woo knew better, it just seemed...