What Will Come Will Come

“Such a thing happened while I was away?” Leviathan frowned after hearing the events that transpired in Midgard after he and the City of Atlantis wandered through time and space, arriving at a different world from their own.

“Indeed.” Lady Hecate nodded. “As such, our hands are currently tied. If something like this happens again in the future, the chances are, we won’t be able to return in a short period of time.”

“So, if those bastards suddenly enter our home, I hope you’ll kick them out for us, Levi,” Oberon said with a smile.

“I told you to stop calling me Levi hundreds of years ago,” Leviathan gave the Fairy King a fed up look.

“Okay, Levi.”

“Hah…”

Titania gave the Progenitor of the Sea an apologetic look. Her husband liked to give people or creatures he liked a nickname.

And since he really liked Leviathan, he’d always call the latter Levi in an endearing tone.

“How bad is the current situation?” Leviathan asked, wanting to hear the crux of the matter.