Kapitel 3371: Rotting Corpse (Part 2)

"What guardian king? There's no such thing and I have no special power!" Trion half said and half whined.

"Don't say that, kid!" Bromann sternly waved his finger under Trion's nose. "If people hear you, you'll ruin Zekell's business."

Bromann's angry façade crumbled as everyone started laughing.

"Oh, exalted one, we submit to your glory." Rizel mock-venerated Trion with ample movements of his arms. "We also expect you to pay for our drinks since you are a god and stuff. We mortals wouldn't dare offend you."

"What about the food?" Asked an indignant Khars asked. "We can't drink beer without meaty and salty snacks!"

"Pay it out of your pocket or I will make you." Raaz mock-glared at his friend. "My son is the guardian deity of the East, not of freeloaders!"

More laughter ensued.

When they reached Lutia and people started to beg Trion for his protection and blessing, he silently begged Mogar to swallow him whole.