William felt that Forseti was so scared he was nearly out of his wits.
Unexpectedly, Forseti charged back, his face set in a deathly resolve, silent but staring intently at Protheus with a look of wanting to say sothing yet holding back.
In his ti, Protheus was a hero to humanity, a catalyst for human civilization, and received imnse power from human faith, matching Odin in strength.
Other high-ranking gods wouldn't dare to act rashly in his presence.
Protheus died on Earth, and his corpse was brought to the Divine Realm by a Cosmic Entity, buried in the Ancient Abyss for countless years. His body, preserved and empowered by the abyss's demonic forces and further by the sacred halo power modified by William, beca unimaginably strong.
In front of Protheus, Forseti's Supre Deity-level strength was rely food.
William was curious about where Forseti got the courage to glare at Protheus like that.
Don't you know Protheus has a penchant for gourt food?
While grilling the wings, William watched Forseti with a hint of puzzlent.
Protheus followed William's gaze towards Forseti, then looked back at William and again at Forseti, seeming to realize sothing was amiss.
"Take off your clothes!"
"..."
Forseti opened his mouth, intending to make a defiant remark, much like the determination he had when he rushed back. But facing Protheus, his courage fizzled out, leaving him to reluctantly remove his robe and then his shirt.
"That's enough, one piece will do!" Protheus, having just revived, hadn't rembered everything yet, but he was not an excessive person, taking just one robe to drape over himself.
Finally, William asked, "Do you want to join us for a bit?"
Although they were roasting Forseti's wings, it seed only polite to invite him while he watched eagerly.
"I..." Forseti, looking at the golden-browned wings in front of him, twitched his mouth sharply and said, "Thank you for the kind offer, Lord William..."
No matter how delicious, he couldn't bring himself to eat his own wings!
Currently in a state of invisibility, Sophias and Lucien stayed far away, too fearful to approach due to Protheus's powerful aura.
Sophias, the Elent Devouring Cat, knew well that if it appeared before Protheus, it might very well end up as an additional dish.
William was never known to be a benevolent figure,initially, he wanted it as a guide, but now, with many around him familiar with the Divine Realm, the significance of its role as a guide seed to diminish.
Forseti declined William's invitation, and Protheus's gaze towards him softened slightly, possibly because there were only two wings.
If Forseti ate one...
Either Protheus goes hungry, or William goes without food.
Thinking this way, neither outco is good.
Thus, if one of the wings were given to Forseti, he would have to act against Forseti again.
Feeling the oppressive atmosphere suddenly lift, Forseti breathed a sigh of relief and chose not to speak further, sensing that William and this creature seed to be acquaintances.
"Protheus, this one is ready, you can start eating."
William handed a roasted wing to Protheus, who, with a smile, took the roasted wing, took a bite, and looked just like a harmless middle-aged man.
Just as they began to eat, the space around them fluctuated, and the three great high-ranking gods of Olympus arrived, including Hera, who typically shunned public appearances.
Upon seeing William, Hera greeted him with a dignified deanor, politely saying, "Mr. Johnson, hello!"
Zeus and Poseidon followed suit, greeting, "Mr. Johnson, hello!"
Forseti didn't recognize the three great high-ranking gods of Olympus, but they seed quite impressive and likely friends of William, so he decided it was best to keep quiet.
William cleared his throat and said, "Let's not stand on ceremony! Since you're here, sit down and join us."
Given that Hera seed aware of William's identity, he didn't bother to clarify. With plenty of food prepared, inviting them to share was no big deal.
"Since Mr. Johnson has extended the invitation, it would be rude of not to accept." Hera, with her golden hair and youthful visage, exuding an extraordinary presence, took a seat beside William.
Poseidon, usually arrogant and domineering, was much more subdued in front of William, also sitting on the ground.
Apart from Protheus who had already started eating, the other roasted wing remained suspended in mid-air, untouched. The three great high-ranking gods of Olympus sat quietly, not daring to speak out of turn, creating a rather dull atmosphere.
This was precisely why William didn't want his identity known.
Many people beca overly reserved and dull upon learning of his identity, making even a simple al together unpleasant.
"This is Protheus, whom you should recognize, so I'll spare the introductions," William said. Then, he introduced to Protheus, "These three are my friends, Hera, Zeus, and Poseidon."
"Cough! Cough cough!" Forseti, hearing William's introduction, couldn't hold back his laughter...
Living in the Divine Realm, he hadn't heard of soone nad Protheus, but he was familiar with the renowned nas of the three great high-ranking gods of Olympus.
"No, no, no... Sorry, I... Let's pretend you didn't see ..."
Forseti was terrified. Was it appropriate for a Shapeshifter to sit in the presence of the three great high-ranking gods of the Divine Alliance of Olympus?
While the gods of Olympus weren't like the followers of God, who'd redeem Shapeshifters at the drop of a hat, offending any of these three could be disastrous...
The gaze of the three great high-ranking gods of Olympus and Protheus fell on Forseti, making him even more nervous.
What kind of situation was this?
William chuckled, "Don't scare the kid. His na is Forseti, the son of Baldr, and recently he's been traveling around with ."
Poseidon, dressed in a sea-blue robe, laughed, "This kid is talented; his future is boundless!"
Hera and Zeus also nodded slightly at Forseti, affirming Poseidon's remark.
Their belief in Forseti's limitless future wasn't because he was Baldr's son, but because he had been traveling with William, which in itself promised great potential.
Protheus, while munching on the roasted wing, gradually furrowed his brows, eyeing the three great high-ranking gods of Olympus, and said, "I rember who you are now, the three high-ranking gods of Olympus! The one in the middle is Zeus!"
Hearing Protheus suddenly bring this up, Zeus imdiately felt tense, considering it was he who had ordered Protheus to be bound to the mountaintop, left for an eagle to peck at his body...
Hera and Poseidon similarly offered apologetic and awkward smiles to Protheus.
Protheus had brought fire to humanity, which, looking at the results, was indeed a beneficial deed for mankind.
Moreover, Protheus appeared to be a distinguished guest of William's, and from the energy emanating from Protheus, it was clear that he was now no weaker than them. If they could ease the tension and beco friends again, it would be excellent.
Protheus thought for a mont, then asked, "How are humans now?"
William responded, "You are now in the Divine Realm. The humans you speak of are on another planet. I'll take you there later."
Protheus nodded and asked, "Do gods still arbitrarily take lives, bestow or strip fortunes, and bring disasters upon humans?"
His tone was unmistakably unfriendly, indicating that if the answer was unsatisfactory, he might resort to extre actions.
Such as — slaying gods!
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