"Narada!"
Narada! Narada! Narada!
Vishnu, with a faint smile, slightly raised his head and called out, summoning his devout follower.
His voice was not rushed, like a breeze blowing across, yet it reached everywhere, permeating all.
Whoosh!
Specks of light twinkled, and a plump figure holding a Vina appeared before Vishnu and Shiva, smiling.
The Bewitching Hermit, Narada!
Descend!
"Narayana, ah~ Narayana~"
Narada Muni, with a smiling face, raised his hands high, waving them joyously.
His voice also carried pleasure and happiness, like chanting hymns, reverently praising Protector God Vishnu.
Immediately thereafter, Narada Muni saw the Mahadeva Shiva beside him.
Ha ha ha~
With a smile, he tightened his expression, brought his hands together in a gesture of respect, and once again praised the god before him, Shiva, the Destroyer of Worlds.
"Om~ Praise Mahadeva Shiva!"
Narada Muni said with a laugh.
