Hearing that the two hunter brothers had to take them to Witch Mountain first, William frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded indifferently, "How long is the distance to Witch Mountain?"
He didn't care whether Zeus destroyed the city of Argus or not. In his heart, he even wished that the strength of the Olympian gods would decline and they would start a fight with the Titans so that he could benefit from it.
Seeing that William didn't care about his two brothers and didn't know how to get to the underworld, Raghu happily whispered, "If we take a shortcut and there's no obstruction all the way, we can get there in a day with a quick horse.
But if you take a shortcut, you are likely to encounter a Cyclops, and in the last few dozen kilometers of the journey, you will pass through the territory of the giant scorpion."
William curled his lips noncommittally, "Then how much reward do you need to give your lives to me?"
"This," Rag and Ham couldn't help but hesitate after William's direct words. However, looking at William's eyes hidden in his hood, they gritted their teeth and asked tentatively, "One thousand gold coins per person.
?”
"Okay", William kicked the horse's belly without any counter-offer, grabbed the spear in Rag's hand, and the all-black Asgardian horse under him snorted, and suddenly increased its speed,
The sound of horse's hoofbeats immediately caused the people in the team to turn around and look over.
Then everyone who turned around looked dumbfounded as the black figure, whose speed was definitely twice as fast as they thought the horse would be, rushed to the front of the team in a matter of seconds.
Dekra, who was startled by the sound of horse hooves, and his fifty henchmen with their hands on the hilt of their swords or clutching spears, looked at the black war horse standing at the front of the team, and the man who had been let go since recruitment.
I don't feel at ease, this guy wears a hood all the time.
"What's up?"
Looking at Dekra with evasive eyes, William was sure that this bastard had never thought about saving Argus City, and he suddenly became angry.
Originally, he had thought that if he encountered danger along the way, he would help this guy who, although he had selfish motives, was really willing to risk his life for his own people.
But now, hey, William reached into his horse bag and threw the hundred silver coins that Dekra gave him.
Then after Dekra took the bag, he pulled the reins of the horse and asked calmly, holding up the spear, "This road is not the way to Witch Mountain. Do you want to desert?"
Dekra's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately suspected that William was the King of Argus, or someone sent by the other four generals to monitor him.
With a sullen face, he looked at William, who was riding alone and holding a spear more than ten meters away, for a while, then gritted his teeth and growled, "Kill him."
Fifty confidant soldiers who had long sensed the abnormality pulled out their bronze swords or raised their spears and charged at William upon hearing the order.
William raised the corner of his mouth, sneered, curled the spear in his hand, kicked the Asgardian horse in the belly that was excited by the battle, and charged against more than thirty cavalry.
Although he didn't care about the safety of Argus City, he definitely didn't want people like Dekra to live for one more second.
The distance of more than ten meters is only two or three seconds for the Asgardian war horse that has been buffed by the blessing of the holy light.
Facing the cavalry who were frightened by William's horse speed, he waved the spear strengthened by tenacity magic at will, swinging away the spears held levelly by the two front cavalry.
In their disbelieving eyes, the tip of the spear cut open the necks of the two men, and then took advantage of the enemy's cavalry to underestimate the enemy and disperse and run.
The spear in his hand waved left and right, and after killing five cavalry, he appeared in front of Dekra in only three or four seconds.
Facing Dekra, whose eyes were wide open and the bronze sword in his hand was so frightened that he had no time to lift it, he stabbed it with a spear.
Then he picked up Dekra and pulled the reins of the horse. The horse ran a few steps and stood up in front of the 150 men hired by Dekra.
In an instant, the mercenaries who had drawn their weapons or raised their spears were ready to follow Dekra's henchmen and attack William. Their palms were sweating, and their hearts were tingling as they looked at William, who was holding the horse's belly and holding his spear high like the God of War.
The Asgard war horse, which was waiting for the men to stand up, stamped on its front hooves and roared excitedly. The mercenaries who had come back to their senses pulled the reins back in fright, and Dekra's confidant shouted sadly, "General,"
,,".
William pulled the reins of the horse, swung the spear in his hand, and slammed Dekra's body into the two soldiers who were stabbing him. Then he waved the spear in his hand left and right, stabbing, killing more than ten people in about ten seconds.
Attack your own soldiers.
So many people died, but William was not injured at all. Killing them was like killing a chicken. The soldiers who were still alive were finally killed and their courage was broken. They threw away their weapons, turned their horses' heads, and ran away one after another after losing their courage.
William, who was addicted to taking the heads of enemy chiefs after passing through the battle, took out a soul gold coin, collected the twenty-four dead souls, and then threw the spear back casually and followed, but he was just as frightened as the other mercenaries.
Raghu who dared not come forward,
Then he looked at the frightened mercenaries and said, "The battle has nothing to do with you. Now that Dekra is dead, your mission is over. You can go wherever you want."
Hearing this, the people present breathed a sigh of relief, then dispersed, got out of the way and watched William, who was as if nothing had happened, ride away on horseback.
Brothers Rag and Ham looked at William's back and were silent for a moment. Rag put his hand in his arms, touched the bag of hundreds of gold coins, and said with some uncertainty, "I suddenly feel that even if we meet the Cyclops, it will be very difficult for us."
It’s not a problem for the new boss.”
"Then what are you waiting for?" Ham said with an excited expression. "Completing the task will cost us two thousand large gold coins, which is enough for us two brothers to settle in a big city like Athens."
When the two brothers each led a camel loaded with supplies and caught up with William, they saw that William was riding a horse on a hillside.
He looked at a man wearing a linen robe, with a faint golden half-body armor underneath, long hair and a big beard, and a height of 1.9 meters.
Raising his hand to stop Rag and Ham, who were coming up to help, William looked at Zeus with a serious face without any surprise.
"I'll give you some information that you're definitely willing to exchange for a heavy treasure."
Zeus, who was thinking countless thoughts because of William's appearance, frowned and said, "No matter what the information is, I need to know why you entered the Olympus God's Domain without my permission.
He also attacked the people who were going to save the city of Argos and robbed the souls who were supposed to go to the underworld."
William curled his lips with a mocking expression, "If that bastard really goes to Witch Mountain, I will definitely not meddle in his own business. I might even help him because of his willingness to fight, but I didn't expect him to commit such a crime."
Like loyalty.
Then, deserters who betray their tribe should be killed."
Zeus did agree with William's move to kill the traitor, but he did not believe that William, who had been hiding under his robes before and did not even find anything unusual when he investigated, only took action because he did not want the traitor to live.
Moreover, after the little bastard in front of him saw him, he actually kept riding on the horse without any intention of dismounting.