Ah, anyway, the lifespan of the gods is nearly eternal. Zeus's anger will dissipate in a century or two; it's not a big deal.

The gates of the Hall of the King of Gods were tightly shut, and the god with distinct knuckles and dark clouds looming over him covered his face with his hand, as if his anger had not yet subsided.

'Haha… Hahaha!" A broken laugh escaped through the gaps between the fingers of the king of the gods. Then, he lowered his hand, ...