As for the future, that would be his own business.
"So, Liana, how did you end up fighting with Hades?"
Sitting at a small table in front of the house, Laine was holding a small knife, carving a wooden figure.
On the table beside him lay many different kinds of wood carvings. They were exquisitely lifelike and looked no different from real people.
"Although Hades doesn't seem to be as content with his lot as he appears, he also doesn't seem like someone who would provoke you intentionally."
He didn't ask much yesterday, but now that he had some free time, Laine was a bit curious.
Since he had let Liana handle the matter on her own, he naturally wouldn't be peeking and watching all the time. As a result, he was completely clueless about how Hades had managed to offend his Angel.
However, thinking about Liana's usual attitude towards the deities of the current world, it didn't seem surprising that they would end up fighting.
