Vivasvat reacted because he recalled the image of Min Chae-young when looking at the defenseless little girl, who was about to be whipped by Grani. She was a friend who lived her entire life while being used and hurt by others. Vivasvat, who was usually indifferent to worldly affairs, felt a swell of emotion when he recalled his past friend’s image. It had been a traumatic event for him.

“If you don’t let go…” Vivasvat’s eyes shone with a ferocity. “…you’ll die.”

“…!” Garmr could not help but flinch. She became startled at the sudden overwhelming pressure that Vivasvat exuded. Although Vivasvat was not directing any of his ferocity towards her, a sense of dread steeped within her, a chill running down her entire spine. Her drunken stupor immediately evaporated.

At that moment, Garmr understood that Vivasvat had been hiding his powers. Though she did not know what type of life he had led outside the Tower, she knew that it could not have been an easy one.

However, Garmr had also lived a tumultuous life filled with bloodshed and difficulties. Although surprised by the momentary overwhelming pressure, Garmr spoke to Vivasvat in a cold tone without any hesitation. “Fine. Let’s say I let you go, and you help her, like you said. What will happen afterwards? All the troops stationed on this floor will be after you, no?”

“I’ll wipe them away.”

“Then what about after that? Wouldn’t the prideful Asgard come after you? Are you going to wipe them all away as well?”

“If I must…!”

“Then what about after that? You’re planning on dealing with the other gods on every floor? And then? Face against the demons? The dragons as well? Why? Are...