Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

"We..." Hanzo paused, "will resist." He said with a lowered face, looking up at the tall man before him.

"Your strength is too miniscule to make a difference..." Thaddeus slowly walked forward, his footsteps sending waves of Aura pulsing through the theater.

'Is he doing this on purpose?' Malon thought to himself, feeling the subtle ripples all around the hall.

He formed a giant shield, "Guess we have no choice..."

Hanzo pulled his bowstring back, 'A lost limb huh...' He thought to himself for a split second.

"WAIT!" A piercing scream echoed from the stage.

All four men standing before the arena looked up at who made the noise.

The auctioneer quickly rushed over to the slave line.

All of the slave women were facing the ground, but one had her head raised.

With a face reddened by tears, she screamed for her friends to be spared:

"Please!" She cried, "They haven't done anything wrong... just take me... kill me if you have to. It's all my fault that they have to go through this!"

Hanzo and Malon were taken aback to hear this.

'W-what? Does she think she caused all of this?' Hanzo was surprised as he thought this.

"Shut the fuck up you bitch!" The auctioneer suddenly yelled as the loud whipping noise of a slap echoed through the hall.

Both Hanzo and Malon widened their eyes.

"Oi! Stop that right now!" Malon said with an enraged expression, turning around.

"How rowdy..." Thaddeus exclaimed, twirling two of his fingers, "Two-finger Seal." He said as a sudden chain bind constricted both Hanzo and Malon--tightly wrapping their limbs together.

Hanzo's bow fell to the floor as he struggled against the binds, as did Malon.

Noa slowly faced up again after getting slapped, "Please, Supreme Commander... let them go. They aren't at fault here." She pleaded. She knew that realistically, it was stupid to say such things.

But right now, logical thinking was the least of her concerns. She badly wanted her friends to be left alone, especially after everything they had done for her.

"You whore! Didn't I tell you to be quiet!? These aren't affairs you should be meddling in! You are a slave! Do not raise your voice to us with rights!" The auctioneer screamed again.

"Another word from you, and I will personally end your breath right here as we speak..." He pulled out a dagger from his storage ring. "I don't like destroying merchandise, so keep your mouth shut."

Hanzo frowned, "Fuck..." He said under his breath, "This entire situation... it's fucked up."

Goghfrey raised his voice, "This entire situation is your fault!"

Hanzo fiercely turned his head, "Our fault? You are the one who enslaves hard-working people for no reason! Your country of slavetrade!"

Thaddeus spectated with subtlety as Goghfrey shook his head and leaned back in disbelief:

"You dare speak treason against this country!? That is punishable by death!"

Hanzo lowered his face, gritting his teeth back and forth, 'Damn it... god fucking damn it! If I offend the country I die, but this damn country is the whole reason this is happening. Enslaving innocent people... damn cheating bastards!' He was fuming inside but was also conflicted on what to do.

Thaddeus turned, facing the theater entrance...

'What is this presence? That amount of malice... is that even possible?' These thoughts drifted across his mind at that moment.

Goghfrey screamed: "Cut their damn limbs off already!"

Thaddeus faced the two criminals again.

"Please..." Noa exclaimed, "Please let them go!"

"You just don't listen do you!?" The auctioneer blurted, swinging at the girl's neck with his dagger.

Hanzo and Malon held their breath, their eyes expanding with shock and their lungs subconsciously gasping.

"D-DON'T!"

"STOPPP!!"

The dagger swiped toward Noa's neck. She flinched, closing her eyes in fear. As the blade made contact with her neck, it sliced the first layer of skin and drew blood.

Out of nowhere, a sharp noise echoed across the entire hall. In less than a second, a spinning spear obliterated its way straight through the auctioneer's stomach--even drilling through the stage floor below.

His barely pieced-together body fell sideways onto the floor as his dagger fell out of his loose fingers.

Noa opened her eyes, her breath shaky. She looked up at the hall entrance, her eyes widening in astonishment.

Everyone's heads immediately turned toward the theater entrance, silence spreading through the hall. It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop at that moment.

"What..." Tyr said in a low tone before pausing, his heavy footsteps echoing through the silence as he walked down the steps, "THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?"

A bright golden flame erupted from his glabella, his eyes glowing with a golden fury.

His fists were clenched with anger, veins protruding out of his forearms.

The look in his eyes was horrifyingly intense, like staring into the heart of a raging volcano.

Thaddeus furrowed his brows, 'That Ancestral Ability...' his eyes expanded as thoughts flew through his head.

No one spoke a single word as Tyr continued walking down the stairs with heavy footsteps.

His gaze had not moved around even an inch ever since he entered the theater. They remained locked onto Noa from the very beginning.

She had also held eye contact up until now.

"NOA!" Tyr exclaimed, "YOU... WANT HELP, RIGHT!?" He yelled out of nowhere, confusing the lot.

Hanzo and Malon furrowed their brows, puzzled.

Goghfrey squinted his eyes and Thaddeus' expression remained quite stoic.

Tyr didn't care for any of that right now though. He continued to stare at Noa with firey eyes. Before anything else, he wanted to know that she wanted his help.

Noa broke out into tears on hearing Tyr's words. Not able to speak, she slowly nodded.

Tyr gritted his teeth on seeing this, "WE ARE ALL GETTING OUT OF THIS WRETCHED SHITHOLE OF AN EMPIRE TOGETHER!" He roared into the ceiling.

"You dare insult the empire!?" Goghfrey barked, "You have crossed the line! Anger is one thing, but do you really wish to offend the entire--"

"I couldn't care less about your empire! As I stand now, I see your empire as nothing more than my absolute enemy!" Tyr shouted without hesitation.

Goghfrey was completely thrown off by this, "W-what?" He said under his breath in disbelief.

Hanzo furrowed his brows, "Tyr! What are you--"

He was cut off by the young man:

"I won't live in a world where a country like this thrives! Whether it be now or in the future, I will burn this empire to the ground and step on its ashes!"

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