Thud! Thud! Thud!
Faced with Ares's threats, Roy responded only with fists and kicks, beating him mercilessly.
No matter how Ares threatened, begged for mercy, or screamed, Roy remained unmoved. He dislocated Ares's arms and legs, slapped him until teeth fell out and his speech became slurred, leaving his head looking like a pig's.
The heavy thuds of Roy's fists made everyone's hearts tremble. That is a God!
If God Ares released his Arcanum (Divine Power), Roy would be obliterated in an instant.
Catching a brief respite, Ares screamed hysterically, "Do you not care about the villagers at all? They are the benefactors who raised you!"
Even the Kingdom's soldiers, and to some extent Tione and Tiona, felt Roy was being a bit too cold-blooded. But Roy delivered his perfect answer.
"Idiot, look over there."
Roy grabbed Ares's head and forcefully turned it toward the village entrance.
Under everyone's gaze, three or four giant golden wolves strolled out. Their bodies were wrapped in lightning, majestic and imposing. In their mouths, they carried over a dozen soldiers—Ares's last resort.
Roy wasn't heartless; he just wanted it all!
As early as the first round of magic bombardment, Roy had changed the form of his lightning magic, controlling the summons to infiltrate the village, scout the situation, and protect the villagers.
Pat! Pat!
Roy patted Ares on the cheek. His calm and indifferent gaze made the god's scalp tingle.
This greed was enough to make even a god despair, but Roy had the strength to back it up.
"Damn it!" Ares's face turned pale. The opponent had prepared for this too. No wonder the gods of Orario couldn't control this boy; he was too difficult to handle.
Ares's miserable state triggered a chain reaction. The two Level 3 Knight Commanders and the guards were quickly defeated.
A pile of people lay by the roadside, stacked like a mountain.
"As expected of the Captain, so amazing!" Tione's eyes shone with adoration. Not only did he see through God Ares's plot, but he also prepared in advance. The more she interacted with this miraculous boy, the more impressive she found him. A mere God Ares wasn't even enough to stick between the Captain's teeth.
With the battle over, the villagers, supporting the old and young, walked out. Roy greeted them warmly one by one. In this life, he had been raised by the whole village.
The villagers' faces showed pride and joy. They held Roy's hands tightly, shedding tears on the spot. Roy had truly vented their anger for them.
Just then, the villagers parted to make way.
A small old man, sixty or seventy years old, walked out. He was hunched over and needed a cane to walk. It was Old Village Chief Simon, the good-natured man who had raised Roy.
Roy waved. "Yo, Old Man!"
The small old man glanced at Roy and tapped his cane on the ground. "Hmph, I thought you died in the Dungeon. You didn't send a letter all year."
"If I really died, you'd be the one disappointed," Roy laughed. He knew the old man's temperament well—sharp tongue, soft heart.
Old Village Chief Simon remained silent. If his own children and grandchildren had even one-tenth of Roy's intelligence, he could close his eyes in peace.
Thud!
Roy dragged the dog-tired God Ares over and threw him in front of his old man.
Seeing Ares's miserable state, the villagers jumped in fright. This is a God!
People living in this world had an innate reverence for gods. Even if a god with sealed powers was just an ordinary person, they dared not show the slightest disrespect or offense, as if fearing divine retribution.
Many villagers nervously closed their eyes, muttering prayers for forgiveness.
Roy obviously didn't buy into that. "Old Man, you make the call. Should we finish him off?"
Hearing Roy's blasphemous words, the others broke out in cold sweat, looking terrified.
Old Village Chief Simon gave Roy a deep look. "If you could finish him off, you wouldn't be asking me."
He was one of the people who understood Roy best.
If the neighbor's old yellow dog bit Roy, Roy would roast that dog the same night.
If he could kill God Ares, Roy would have chopped him down long ago instead of asking for an opinion.
"As expected of the Old Man." Roy chuckled and gave a thumbs-up. The older the ginger, the spicier it is.
Killing Ares was easy. Roy could throw him into a goblin cave deep in the forest, and the monsters would handle him without Roy getting his hands dirty.
The problem was what happened after killing Ares.
As a Nation-State Familia, the Kingdom of Rakia had nearly 100,000 soldiers who had received the "Falna" (Blessing).
Ares couldn't manage that many dependents alone, so Rakia frequently waged war. After winning, they would absorb the defeated Familias and gods, making them Ares's subordinate gods.
High-level combatants were firmly controlled by Ares, while most Level 1 soldiers had their status updated by subordinate gods. If Ares died, the high-level dependents would lose their Falna, the power structure would collapse, and the situation in Rakia would turn upside down. The Kingdom and surrounding countries would plunge into chaos, and the fires of war likely wouldn't be extinguished for decades.
Unlike dealing with the Freya Familia, his identity was known here. People weren't stupid; if Ares died, suspicion would inevitably fall on him.
Bearing the title of a God-slayer...
Whether for the village or for Roy, it would bring nothing but harm. It wouldn't even count as venting anger, since gods in this world were eternal.
They would be reborn in tens of thousands of years. To them, it was no different from taking a nap. It was said that some gods even chose suicide when they were extremely bored in Tenkai (Heaven).
So killing Ares was pointless.
But they couldn't just let him go either. Roy intended to plan a future for the village.
It took some effort, but everyone managed to throw Ares and a pile of half-dead guards into the pigsty.
Fortunately, Ares's earlier threat was just a bluff. He hadn't actually ordered a massacre. After all, they were his own subjects. Even for the sake of his rule, Ares wouldn't dare slaughter the villagers.
Otherwise, Roy really would have killed him.
Roy visited every household, giving out specialties from Orario. The village bustled with excitement, as if it were a festival.God Ares had been captured, and perhaps the Kingdom's army would surround the village by tomorrow, but there was little fear on anyone's face. They were simply numb.
This world was far from the idyllic place one might imagine.
War, monsters, disease, bandits...
Even the Black Dragon dwelling in the extreme north would occasionally wake up and annihilate a city on a whim.
People frequently held festivals not just for celebration, but as a form of carpe diem—enjoying wine today while they still could.
While it was bustling outside, inside the pigsty...
A Knight Commander lowered his voice. "Lord Ares, please rest assured. We sent someone ahead to notify Prince Marius. His Highness will arrive first with the grand army and flatten this village!"
"Good! Very good!" Ares was ecstatic.
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