The Formidable God Of War

Chapter 5

Everyone hat had first turned around with disdain paused. Their eyes stressed to try and recognize who this person could be. However, nobody could place it together no matter how hard they tried.

  "Isn't that the King of Arena?" Someone finally analyzed it.

The King of Areana of the Sinclair family was nothing more than a counterfeit of the true God of battle, one that heralds the God of war.

A warm sensation rose through the chest of Lady Zin. If the King of Areana was there already, it could only mean that the God of war was just around the corner.

Over the last two years, it seemed as though the family had met a bottleneck, but with the God of war taking special interest in their case, their family was going to sore beyond the imaginations of anyone.

Madam Zins, together with Clinton stepped forward with shoulder raised to the sky.

Sparks of jealousy ignited in the hall. The God of war had never recognized anyone before.

Yet, he was going to do so for Sinclair's family with no clear reason.

"Good day, King Of Arena. We're beyond pleased to have you amongst us today!

Though we got the information late that the God of war would be arriving soon, we have already made adequate..."

A slap tore right through her face, preventing her from saying any further words, her lips ajar in shocks 

"You heard the news and this is how you wish to welcome the almighty God of war? Savoir of the country and its surroundings?" He bloated out in anger.

His eyes shifted off to where Mazzle stood before returning his gaze to Madam Zin.

"And what do you think? That the God of war is going to be impressed by your cruel acts towards a port lady?

Is that what you learn from his selflessness? Seems like the Sinclair family are ready to get in his bad graces!"

People immediately shifted backward. Some instantly left the hall.

Nobody wanted to be in the bad grace of the almighty God of war or it was going to be deadly.

Every single member of the Sinclair family immediately crashed to their feet. Shaking like leaves on a tree.

"We are very sorry King of Arena. We only wished to entertain the God of war in the most possible way that we could!" They pleaded still shivering violently.

"Just hope that the God of War wouldn't be too angry!" He glared.

Without saying any further words, the king of Ariana walked over to where Mazzle and Kira stood bowing slightly.

Mazzle had already sent a signal that he didn't want his identity to be revealed to the general public just yet.

He drew in a deep breath as he turned around towards the rest of the crowd, tearing to hide the sweat that rained down from the corner of his face.

The kind of Arena shuddered silently. He could only hope that he had done his bit well.

"I will be escorting these people you maltreated me. If you have an issue with that, take it up with me!"

Together with Mazzle, the king of Areana walked off from the hall.

Kira could barely stand. Her legs wobbling from the lack of food and Mazzle had to hold her firmly in his hands.

And immediately they got off from the event center, she passed out.

A cold frown crossed Mazzel's face, forcing the God of Arena instantly to his feet.

"I will get the best facility to get her treated right away!" He announced, fright sipping through his bones.

The God of war had personally trained him and set him over the Eastside for about a year now. Yet, the county was still thickly override by corruption.

"There would be no need for that. I'm responsible for her so I'm going to treat her myself!"

Meanwhile, back at the party, Madam Zin watched the crowd gently with a bruised ego.

"It's all the fault of that Bastard. Coming over and causing so much trouble!" Her hands were curled into a tight ball.

"Mom, do you think that the God of War would still come?" Angel, daughter of Zin inquired.

"After everyone made it appear like we were maltreating him... I doubt that!"

Evil intentions are flawed deep throughout her mind.

"I can't allow him to go scot-free after everything that he has done. And I have to make sure that we get our price back!" She noted once again.

"And what do you have a mind mother?" Angel inquired a sinister smile that resembled her mother's also cutting through her face.

"Let's give them a taste of their own medicine. And they will come crawling back, begging that I sell them off!" Her lips broadened into a smile.

Meanwhile, Mazzel stayed back, taking care of Kira for three days while staying in touch with his son who was still with the Mayor.

And eventually, she woke up. A warm sensation rose through his Mazzle's chest, quickly moved forward to hug her.

However a resounding slap shot throughout the place causing the King of Areana's eyes to quickly widen from the point he stood, watching just outside the door. Mazzle could not afford any shock at her current state.

"Don't come any closer to me!" She glared with the last dose of strength that she had in her.