"So you just want to pick a fight with those Divine beings?"
Seated atop Schiller's head, Sofia grasped Schiller's hair and said with an air of helplessness,
"Your competitive spirit is too strong."
Not long ago, the seven Divines who had come to visit made their way home, carrying with them the details of Schiller's wager back to the Country of Divines.
"You've ruined my plan," Schiller complained discontentedly.
Sofia retorted impatiently,
"Plan? What plan? Are you saying you wanted those Divines to kill you, thereby angering God?"
Schiller neither confirmed nor denied.
This "plan" was vague and nebulous in his mind; even he wasn't sure what he planned, just had a rough idea.
Sofia sighed and spoke leisurely,
"I know... why you want to battle against the Gods."
Schiller looked up, but since Sofia was seated atop his head, he could not see the Fairy Queen even as he raised his gaze.
"What you're doing is all because of Solamus, isn't it?"