Warlock of War: My Ares System



I had no intention of telling Aisa just what happened in my dream, and I had no intention of informing her of who my grandparents exactly were. Just telling her that they are strong is extremely vague, especially when we both know just how powerful this universe can get. 

There was also the fact of her trying to deduce it, but she had so little information that I doubt she could even comprehend the idea. Maybe figuring out my father is a god, but my grandparents was an entirely different story and beast of its own. 

Although, the demon god… she could definitely discover something. She was dangerous. Not only is she intelligent, but she is old. I have no idea how old, but I presume old enough to know of some of these primordial beings… things that came before the present gods. 

Maybe she was even made by one of these beings. But wait, wouldn't that make the other gods' creations of these beings as well? So, if I wasn't at the top of the hit list before, then that means I'm definitely the king of the hill now…. Nobody is replacing me for being the top opposition to these gods who are so arrogant I doubt they'll accept having beings stronger than them.

My mind raced at a million miles per hour, calculating and assuming just what could have happened at the beginning of existence itself. Have the books I've read lied to me? How exactly did this world come to be? I wanted to know. I wanted to know so bad. 

…

(Cy POV) 

Bella grumbled under her breath as she saw the chains meant to shackle your wrists and ankles together, but it seemed some of that royal pride in her was getting in the way. Thankfully, Luna and Findir were patient, so they just waited, their chains already on, not even giving Bella an ounce of attention. 

"So, you expect me to just allow myself to get chained up and then! AND THEN! You want me to become a slave just so we can infiltrate a fucking city! Just because Aisa told us to do so! YEAH, RIGHT-" 

"It was Orion." 

"Alright then, what are you waiting for? Get your chains on?" Bella scoffed at me, her chains somehow appearing on her in a fraction of a second. And as her level of shamelessness managed to suspend my level of disbelief, I let out a long sigh mixed with a groan of exhaustion and just pure and utter annoyance. 

This bitch… I should kill her for being such a- URGH! I HATE THIS BITCH! GET ME AWAY FROM HER! I CAN'T STAND HER! I CAN'T EVEN GET NEAR HER! SHE JUST LEARNED HOW TO FUCKING BATHE HERSELF BECAUSE SHE ALWAYS HAD MAIDS DOING IT! I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M TRAVELING WITH A CHILD! A CHILD IN A WOMAN'S BODY! GET ME AWAY FROM HERRRRRRRRRRR!'

Despite my internal cursing, I remained calm on the outside, just blankly staring at Bella, who shamelessly began to dismiss me while talking to Luna and Findir. And after I had managed to recollect my broken patience and thoughts, I put on my own set of chains. 

"Alright, emo lord… let's get going," Bella smirked heroically, attempting to seem like the leader of the group as she took the head of our pack. And I didn't have any complaints as once we snuck our way into the nearby labor camp, transferring a set of slaves to the war-torn kingdom ruled over by Leviathan, she was inspected first. 

Despite everybody being in chains and in poor rag-tag clothing, they still pat everybody down, searching for something. We weren't warned of such an inspection before, meaning they must be preparing for some kind of war as they need everything to be pristine and perfect without any flaws. They needed everything to be secure so none of the enemies could sneak in and potentially assassinate a high-ranking slave trader. 

Thankfully, whatever weapons we had were stored inside our status, and since we applied the chains ourselves without any of the magical properties, we should be safe for now. And even if something did come up, these chains were easily breakable by everybody in our group. 

"Tch… fucking grubby hands…" Bella spat in disgust just as one of the slave traders finished patting her down. And yeah, he was definitely a bit too touchy, and just from the look in his eyes, I could tell he was the kind to take advantage of the slaves. 

'Everyone, be careful. And Bella, don't do anything rash,' Luna informed us through her [Telepathy]. And as her eyes grazed the side of Bella's face, which contorted with rage, she quickly stopped any rageful train of thought and calmed down. 

Geez… what we would we do if we didn't have Luna…. She's such a blessing to have on our team that I can almost cry tears of joy… I love you so much. Please don't ever leave; otherwise, we're gonna have to deal with the literal devil… 

'That's exactly why I'm never gonna leave. You two are like rabid beasts, and Findir wouldn't care enough to step in.' 

Findir nodded with agreement, making a very agreeable expression. And as his turn came up to be inspected, his sharp and dangerous eyes dragged across the slave trader, while his fingers traveled down Findir's waist and to his crotch region. Instantly, Findir glared at him, even attempting to shove him off as he got way too touchy. And upon feeling like his pride had been infected by the eyes and struggles of our friend, the man pulled out a whip and suddenly lashed at his back. 

Luna, who was right behind him, quickly took the attention away and glared at the man, who instantly felt it. So, without even attempting a second slash, he moved onto Luna, whipping her stomach once and then beginning her inspection. 

Bella, Findir, and I were seething with rage as the man got way too touchy, fondling parts that were way too good for him. And as we shook, remaining facing forward, we heard Luna's words caress our ears, soothing us just to make sure we didn't do anything stupid. 

'Don't be stupid. He can't go any further in front of his boss… so stay facing forward. Don't do anything else.'