The Rise Of A Porter

'What a load of crap...' Arnold shook his head in dismay. Arnold's joyful mood had turned sour once again, 'I guess it's fine that the lesser gods aren't joining the fray yet. Also, I thought Tiamut said all of the demigods would chase me to hell. So how come there are only two who want me dead?'     

    

'So, I guess since I killed one of the demigods before ascension, thus this time they are sending two of them to gauge my strength?'     

    

'That solves one of my questions... Ok then, what's the deal with the paladins and us then?'     

    

'As if they'll be able to kill ascended beings-'     

    

'What do you mean?'     

    

Arnold sighed heavily before sitting on the chair once again. Just when everything was going right, a random notification made Arnold's mood do a 180. He felt his head getting heavy from all the thinking, thus decided to place his head on his hands and closed his eyes before once again going into thinking mode.      

"Master, are you okay?" Talos asked Arnold after seeing his mood go from the happiest to the crappiest.      

"I'm fine Talos. Thank you for your efforts. Now if you don't mind, I'll like to be left alone for a while." Arnold said without even looking at anyone.      

"As you wish."     

Both Talos and Alice knew not to disturb Arnold whenever he asked to be left alone. But Devon was desperate for help and had clung on to Arnold's promise of helping his son. He wasn't going to let Arnold back down now that he had helped him.      

"Oye! I won't let you go back on your word now! You said you'll help heal Gary once I was done with the arm-"     

Arnold had been trying to ignore everything around him but Devon's constant squeaking only put him in a worse mood. Arnold raised his head, glaring at Devon. Suddenly the air in the room felt heavier. For a second, Devon even forgot to breathe. The pressure he felt chilled him to his core. The next second, he was on his knees, blood trickling down from his nose and mouth.      

"I don't think you require hearing aids, Are you?"     

Arnold didn't leave the chair he was sitting on but his gaze... His eyes filled with bloodlust. Like a mad beast who hadn't eaten a proper meal in a long time.      

"I know what I had promised to you, Devon. I'll help you when the time comes. Don't try to push your luck any more than you already have. Now... leave before you regret it. We'll talk when the time comes."     

Devon wanted to move. He really did, but he was petrified. He, a powerless human, was just exposed to the unfiltered aura of a man who was known as one of America's strongest warrior. His body was in a state of shock. Arnold hadn't used his aura to threaten Devon back during their fight, thus it was the first time Devon had felt Arnold's merciless aura... And Arnold wasn't holding back anymore.      

Talos being a machine was not affected by Arnold's display of strength and dragged Devon out of the workshop before he pissed Arnold off even more. Once everyone was out, Arnold resumed his discussions with system-sama.      

"You're right. I shouldn't get cocky. Especially after knowing that the demigods are out for my blood. The threat of demigods along with the paladins is more than what I want to have on my plate."     

    

"What do you mean?"     

    

"... I guess not. Wait did you say, 4 paladins? I had killed Jake off, remember? Paladin of the dead one?"     

    

"I see... Now, what were you telling about the paladins?"     

    

"Let me guess. The vassals would have to hunt down the paladins?"     

    

"Fine. I can wait. But do you mind telling me how will these paladins find the vassals?"     

    

"So essentially, I'll have to be on my toes at all times. That's just great. What about us? Since it's 'half' of our quest to kill paladins, how will we be able to know who's who? I can just go on killing everyone around me, can I?"     

    

"That's convenient. Killing people and hope they are the ones I had to kill. What could go wrong?" Arnold shook his head, "With greater power comes a bigger headache."     

    

Arnold ignore the system's comment and proceeded to test his new arm more. He couldn't waste any time. There were too many threats around him, he had to get ready to face whatever enemy shows up first, a paladin or a demigod.