Drakaina looked at William somewhat blankly.
If Orionix was shocked to hear what William said, then she was utterly baffled.
This annoying guy actually wanted to help her?
Although the high-ranking god king Poseidon of Olympus always preached about living in peace and did not discriminate against the Shapeshifters like other high-ranking god kings, it was unthinkable for him to send his disciple to aid the Shapeshifters!
It made no sense at all!
“Do you not need it?” William put down his knife and fork, glanced at Drakaina, and said indifferently, “If you don’t need it, forget it.”
“I need it!” Drakaina finally snapped out of it but then became suspicious again, asking warily, “Why would you help me?”
“Do I need a reason?”
“Do I not?”
“Do you?”
“Do I not?”
…
Orionix couldn’t take it anymore and grumbled, “Are you just trying to pad the word count?”
“Alright then, can you really find the frost dragon’s tomb?” Drakaina finally stopped, staring intently at William.
William said earnestly, “I know a bit about it.”
Drakaina couldn’t help but retort, “You ‘know a bit about it’ and yet you’re this confident?”
Orionix raised an eyebrow, “As far as I know, those who say they ‘know a bit about it’ are generally more capable than those who boast about their prowess.”
“Is that so?” Drakaina frowned, skeptical.
“I’ve seen it in some online novels,” Orionix said, “Since Mr. Johnson says so, I have no objections. Let’s find the frost dragon’s remains and compete for the treasure based on our abilities.”
William had discovered the secret of Blizzard City even before entering the city.
What ancient frost dragon’s remains?
It’s all a hoax!
Fifty miles west of Heaven’s Feast, the ancient beast Hydra is sealed.
Drakaina’s visit this time was purposeful.
Was it a deliberate diversion to hide her true intent?
But, that’s beside the point.
Now, William, posing as a disciple of the sea god Poseidon, if he were to release the Hydra…
That would be interesting!
Especially since William and Hydra have some history.
When Hydra first encountered William, it wanted to eat him, but needless to say, it didn’t succeed.
The captured Hydra, not looking appetizing, was about to be casually killed by William. However, it transformed into a adorable pet, thus surviving as William’s pet.
The sea god Poseidon sought out William, revealing the high-ranking god kings’ plans to attack the Shapeshifters.
Knowing Poseidon, William figured the sea god probably didn’t want to exterminate the Shapeshifters. By telling William this, perhaps Poseidon was hinting at something.
Releasing the ancient beast Hydra should also perfectly align with Poseidon’s intentions. .
William goes with the flow, but certainly not to help Poseidon.
As it was said, each to their own.
Poseidon planned to use William, but William turned the tables on him.
If he was to help the Shapeshifters, he’d do it openly and honorably, not sneakily, as a high-ranking god king might.
Indeed, the restaurant wasn’t devoid of other powerful beings. With rumors of ancient dragon remains in Blizzard City, naturally, some knew how to search for such relics.
And with deities and Shapeshifters present, many familiar with astrology, methods were available.
Drakaina’s public spat with Orionix was merely a distraction.
As for Orionix, being a city lord with the power of a Nature Deity, he was no fool.
Could he be unaware of the presence of ancient frost dragon remains in his city?
His staunch refusal to Drakaina’s requests, suddenly changing his stance upon William’s intervention, was simply because he saw William as representing the sea god and wanted to get involved.
Ha!
William knew these individuals had their ulterior motives but didn’t expose them.
The most pitiful were those who believed the rumors.
For Hydra to break free from its seal and reappear in the world, it naturally requires the sacrifice of some beings. Those eager to share in the spoils from the ancient ruins are undoubtedly the sacrificial choices Drakaina has selected.
“Since it’s decided, let’s meet a hundred miles east of the city outskirts tomorrow,” William said before burying his head and starting to eat on his own.
“A hundred miles east of the city outskirts?” Orionix looked slightly moved and puzzled as he looked at William.
As the lord of Blizzard City, he had tasks assigned by the gods of Olympus and knew that Hydra was imprisoned west of Heaven’s Feast at God’s Tear Ridge.
Yet, William was now suggesting gathering in the opposite direction, a hundred miles to the east.
Could it be that William wasn’t here for Hydra?
“Is there a problem?” William looked up and smiled, “Could it be that Lord Orionix already knows where the ancient ruins are?”
Orionix’s eyelid twitched as he said, “Mr. Johnson is joking. I’ve been guarding Blizzard City for five thousand years. If I had known earlier about the treasure of the ancient ruins, there probably wouldn’t be any issue with Drakaina searching for the ruins now.”
“Then let’s meet tomorrow,” William glanced at Drakaina, “Drakaina, you have no objections, right?”
Drakaina said expressionlessly, “Okay! In that case, see you tomorrow.”
After saying that, Drakaina walked away.
The other patrons of Heaven’s Feast restaurant also left, and within moments, aside from the staff, only William and Orionix remained.
“You all can leave as well!” After everyone else had left, Orionix waved his hand, and the restaurant’s owner, waiters, and chefs also retreated, and the door was closed.
The moment the door shut, a magical barrier activated inside the restaurant, making it difficult for outsiders to enter and equally challenging to eavesdrop on conversations inside.
“Not bad for anti-theft measures,” William put down his fork, speaking with a hint of displeasure, “but I paid money and only got to taste one dish. Is this how your restaurant treats its guests?”
Orionix slowly stood up, his back to William, and asked, “Are you really a disciple of the sea god Poseidon?”
“Are you doubting my identity?” William leaned back in his chair.
“Isn’t it normal to have doubts?” Orionix scoffed coldly, “Anyone with a bit of sense would doubt you!”
“How could the sea god Poseidon, such a powerful being, possibly take you, a mere Mortal Deity, as his disciple?” Orionix didn’t even look at William as he spoke coldly, “Who are you, really? You’ve got some nerve, impersonating a high-ranking god king’s disciple!”
“Do I need to impersonate?” William raised an eyebrow, “Is my wooden token not real?”
“Wooden tokens…” Orionix sneered dismissively, “I could craft identity tokens of other high-ranking god kings too. Does that make me a high-ranking god king?”
“Oh, what about this?” William said, and then quickly moved his hand through space, taking the Trident that sea god Poseidon had placed in the Palace of the Sea God. The speed was so fast it was as if he suddenly made the Trident appear in his hand out of thin air.
Afterwards, he casually threw it to the ground, landing it at Orionix’s feet.
“What is this?” Orionix frowned as he examined the trident at his feet.
“The Trident, haven’t you heard of it?” William smiled, “Then I guess I have no way to prove myself.”
…
Orionix trembled all over, a Nature Deity almost falling to the ground.
The Trident!!
That was a high-level magical artifact, containing the divine power to summon storms and control any body of water, the iconic weapon of the sea god Poseidon.
The Trident, with its three sharp prongs, had blue runes etched onto its handle. A single strike could summon the most powerful earthquakes and tsunamis, overwhelming even a Creator Deity level being with its force.
Now, it was casually tossed at his feet by William like trash…
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