"So you don't know where my sister is huh?"Liam said as he drank from a mug "You don't seem innocent to me."
Back at the juice trader's shop, Liam was questioning, while the trader was trembling and sweating profusely.
The trader was a secret follower of Kongieus, and he had helped the Goose Creed in abducting many young girls. He didn't even have the chance to be baptized because he didn't have the talent thus, he wasn't chosen by god to be a disciple.
So he did the dirty job for them, to contribute, but mostly for the huge pay.
The white-haired girl who came was like a one-in-a-million-years opportunity for him, so he decided to sell her out but who knew she had powerful brothers?
He got the pay anyway, thousands of Gold Mornts but the situation he was currently in didn't give him room to rejoice at all.
He wanted to run away, but the young man in front of him asked him to stay. His conscience was screaming and his legs felt like jelly as he couldn't reject the orders of the man whose voice felt fierce, even though it sounded gentle.
A bad premonition was brewing inside of him as he thought of what will happen if he got caught.
It had to be noted that the followers of Kongieus were wanted by the decree of the king. They were labeled criminals following forbidden and foreign gods by the Enforcers and if they were to be caught, they'll try to get information out of him.
He'll rot in jail either way and even worse die...
He looked at the handsome man with blonde hair and yellow eyes, who was nonchalantly slurping his juice. With determination, and resolve, he reached into his pockets and grabbed the knife in it.
Liam saw the change in the trembling trader's expression but didn't think too much of it until the trader swung a knife toward his throat as he slurped the juice.
Liam held the mug in his mouth with his teeth as he grabbed the trader's hand which had a knife in it and grabbed his hair with his other hand then slammed the trader's head on the counter.
It was all like slow motion to Liam, who was way faster than the mortal.
He then removed the mug from his mouth and looked at the trader but all he saw was an unconscious man sprawled on the floor with a bloody head.
"Oh, how fragile a mere mortal's life is..."He lamented dramatically as he went over to the other side of the counter and gave the unconscious trader's body a little kick "Hey! Are you dead?"
He got no response, however, not even a flinch.
"Don't die! Okay?"He said as he sat at the counter, now where the trader was supposed to seat, and continued slurping the sapid juice, nonchalantly.
"Now how do I start my harem hunt?"
...
In the forests of kramdery...
"Hey! did you find her?"The less burly man, one of the followers of Kongieus asked another.
"No, have you?"The bald man replied
"If I had, I won't be asking you if you have..."
They continued their search and found nothing, even monsters were scarce in this forest. They regrouped and we're planning their next course of action when they heard a voice.
"Are you looking for me?"The voice sounded eerie, making the men feel crawling sensations on their skins.
They all turned in the direction of the voice and were stunned to see the girl they were looking for, sitting on the branch of a tree with an indifferent expression.
"How did she get out of the shackles, it restricts the use of spiritual energy for kongieus sake."The tanned man marveled.
"It's strange..."
"Strange indeed."
They all looked at her in awe as she looked back at them with pure indifference.
"Disregarding your disrespect, for now, I'm curious about something."Zoe said, her voice dull, contrasting her curiosity "How can a god have the divinity of Satyr?"
"No, Kongieus doesn't have the divinity of satyr, But rules over and draws his power from satyr culture. And by his grace, we were given a splinter of his energy and gained the ability to draw our power the same way Satyrs does."The bald man shouted as the veins of his smooth head pulsed "The way of pleasure and power! He gave us the power of the goose, to purge women of their life force."
"All women in this whole plane are our playthings, worthy of being just a power source for us! Kongieus offers power that comes with ultimate pleasure, in exchange for nothing but devotion to his sacred goose, Do the gods you worship do that?"The less burly man said, he seemed to be a calm-headed one.
"Well, is this so-called konga -"Zoe wanted to ask a question but got interrupted.
"Kongieus!"The bald man corrected her as his head turned beet.
"Kongieus, is a concept god? And he violates women, then draws power from the unwilling spirit of his victims?"Zoe asked.
"Kongi is the progenitor of Satyrs. You have to meet the high priest, the incarnate." The less burly man sagely said.
"Kongieus is one of these fallen gods and we are his Disciples on a conquest to dominate all women of this plane!"The tanned man said in a proclaiming tone, his hoarse voice reverberating across a couple of distances, hoping to induce awe in the spirit of the listener.
"But shouldn't the god of Satyr be worshipped by Satyrs? Why are you humans worshipping him?"Zoe asked. The indifference on her face was starting to morph into apparent disgust and she hated to show emotions on her face.
"Well, he also gave us his bloodline, so... We are part Satyrs I guess..."The fourth man with locked hair spoke, his perverted gaze never averting from Zoe.
"Hm... It doesn't feel bad talking to you mortals but it wasn't pleasant either."Zoe landed on the ground. The followers of the god of Satyr felt the earthquake a bit as she did.
"But you touched me with your filthy hands, and you mustn't live to tell the tale. No one is worthy of touching even the helm of my clothes except for one person!"She walked towards them slowly and spoke dramatically. Her menacing carriage was coated with plain indifference.
"Get her!"The bald man yelled to the fourth man, whose hair was locked.
"With pleasure."The man with locked hair went over to Zoe arrogantly with a perverted grin "Come here! You silly girl!"
He thrust his hand forward with the intent to grab her fine white and brown hair and pull it harshly but contrary to his expectations, his hands got stopped halfway by a strength surpassing his.
He looked down and saw the delicate-looking hand of Zoe on his wrist, coated in spiritual energy and her beautiful face coated with condemnation.
She squeezed his wrist, and it got squished and spongy, blood gushed out of his torn flesh which had splinters of bones sticking out of it.
the man screamed and his eyes bulged, earning a sadistic chuckle from Zoe, she kicked his chest, fracturing his ribs and puncturing his lungs in the process.
He fell to the ground, holding his wrists while convulsing in pain, not knowing the one to focus on. He couldn't scream as that would increase the pain in his chest, his eyes dilated, praying to his god for help, but sadly, gods don't come to help their followers in person, they only give their followers the power to help themselves.
But that doesn't mean he would die that easily, as he wasn't an ordinary mortal, so Zoe lifted her hand, making spikes of stone rise from the ground, impaling the man and killing him amid thorny stone spikes.
His blood stained the earth with its impurity, his body impaled on several stone spikes and his intestines threatened to spill from their confines.
Zoe smiled at seeing this, she finally did something new, she killed for the first time in the thousands of years in which she had lived in boredom.
'Doesn't feel that bad taking a life for the first time in this life.'She smiled as she looked at her bloodied hand, and she loved the red.
She inevitably chuckled as she couldn't help it... She knew it was going to be fun.