The Legendary Emperor King

The man's laughter echoed through the restaurant as he clapped his hands. – Very good, very good! You match very well, handsome, and the story of the prince trying to protect the divine princess is classic... – he said, laughing out loud.

Spitting blood, Arthur wiped his lips and looked at the man. – Who are you?! – he questioned, wiping the blood from his lips.

The man sighed. – Interesting question, since you are full of enemies! Lord of a thousand armies, king of the gods, king of the monsters, king of the seas, the Endless Dim sect, the Art of War sect of, the Heavenly Divine sect and other beings whose essence you would not understand if I said, nor can you know... – he revealed, gesturing like a conductor.

Looking at the fourth enemy, Hera questioned. – What is your name?! – trying to dodge the enemy's punches.

The man smiling, crossed his arms and put his hand on his cheek. – Well, well! The goddess asks my name, who will say it? – he asked, looking around.

Arthur, dodging the enemy's kick, punched him in the leg, then delivered a punch that broke his jaw and grabbed his throat, tearing it out. – I should have taken my sword... – he thought with regret.

The Spirit of Justice in Arthur's mind, spoke. "You need my help! Look at your beloved! Let me help you..."

Arthur Treadway looked at Hera and saw the man carrying her by the neck. "You think I don't know how long you're going to charge for this help?!" he communicated with the Spirit of Justice in thought. – Stay away from her! – He created a sword of fire in his right hand and pierced the neck of the man holding Hera.

And he cut off the man's arm, he said. – I told you not to get involved! – He exclaimed, holding her.

Hera, in Arthur's arms with neck injuries, whispered. – I've heard it, Arthur! Forgive me... 

Two twin men entered, dressed in black kimonos, with their hands in their pockets. – He is the great King Yer, and we are the Bahr brothers...

Hera, looking at them from top to bottom. "They are very pale, and their eye color looks artificial... And why can't I feel the aura of any of them?! Am I that weak?!" she thought, tightening Arthur's tunic.

Looking at Yer, Hera thought. "He's eyes... His pupils are in the shape of number five..." holding Arthur's tunic.

The Treadway, with veins on his face, felt uncomfortable because of their black aura. "Their aura seems... It feels like a dense darkness that absorbs everything, the opposite of the Light that the Essence of Light emanates. But much weaker than the Essence of Light, something tells me to kill them here and now!" he decided, looking at the two of them. – I've heard a lot about you, Yer. But what are you doing here?!

…

In the throne room of the palace on Mount Olympus, Princes Hermes and Athena presented themselves before the god king.

Hermes, with marks of the confrontation against Arthur scattered over his body, looked at the throne of ivory and gold. – Sister Athena gave a blood dance then left, no soldier survived... – he said, his voice diminishing as he spoke, noticing the intense look of Athena putting on him.

King Zeus, sitting on the throne, struck the arm of the throne. – AHH!! That girl! – he exclaimed, looking at Hermes.

Princess Athenas entered the throne room, emotionless and indifferent to everyone. – Why did you call me?!

King Zeus, smiling, opened his arms. – My daughter how are you? – he asked with a smile on his face.

Athena, looking at Zeus. – ... – remained silent, her cold but enveloping gray eyes staring at the king.

Hermes, smiling nervously, said. – No problem, sis... We're okay with it... – he said nervously, avoiding her gaze.

Zeus sighed, running his hand through his beard. – I'm going to send some of your uncle's men to look for her! – he exclaimed, looking at the gates of the room.

…

In the restaurant in the city of Entertainment, King Yer laughed. – You didn't hear anything, believe me! You didn't hear anything... – he said with a smile, looking at the two of them and shaking his head.

The twins attacked Arthur. – It is an honor to fight against the descendant of our ancestor's great rival... – they revealed.

Yer, sitting, staring intensely at Hera. – Oh, oh... I don't know why the lord wants you, but I can understand... You are the owner of extreme beauty, the most beautiful goddess, I want to make a proposal... – he said but was interrupted by Arthur's fight against the twins.

The Golden Dragon blocked a twin's kick and blocked the punch coming from the left of the second twin. He punched the second twin, but received a punch from the first twin.

The second twin laughed. – You're fun! Are you using the Art of a Thousand Armies to fight the descendants of the creator of that Art?! – he questioned, about to attack Arthur. "Although I've never seen these movements that he makes, it's the same Art, but it seems more... Perfect..." he said to himself, grunting.

Looking at the two of them, Arthur thought. "WHAT?! Are they descendants of the Lord of a Thousand Armies?! I need to get out of here!" he decided.

Hera, hiding behind the bar, saw Arthur at a disadvantage. She took a bottle of wine and threw it at the head of one of the twins. – Arthur doesn't even drink anyway... – she said, seeing the bottle break on the man's head.

The first twin grunting, showed his very sharp teeth. – Hold her! – he ordered, letting out a hiss similar to that of a snake.