Jörmungandr looked hesitant to hand over the jewel box, and Chang-Sun had a feeling he knew the reason for that. Chang-Sun began, “Jörmungandr.”0

“…What is it?”0

“I promise you that what you’re worrying about will never come true.”0

After looking into Chang-Sun’s eyes for a long time, Jörmungandr chuckled dumbfoundedly and said, “…There is no fooling you.”0

Jörmungandr was unconcerned about a threat to his position in <Niflheim> because he had already earned great accomplishments, but he was worried about something else, which was the identity of <Niflheim>. The possibility of <Niflheim> losing its glory and independence from relying too much on Chang-Sun and Bestla was worrisome to Jörmungandr, as it was no exaggeration to say that he had dedicated his whole life to the <Society>.0

However, Chang-Sun had noticed what was bothering Jörmungandr first and made it clear that it was never going to happen. All Chang-Sun had done was make a promise, but Jörmungandr could...0