Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 147 Thanks to the Snake God

When Habisa regained consciousness, he had already been taken to a camp.

The camp wasn't very large, and its location was quite secluded. As far as the eye could see, almost everyone carried a well-crafted weapon—and without exception, they all wore cloaks embroidered with snake demon patterns.

"Am I... arrested?"

Habisa instinctively wanted to run away, and as a devout believer in the sun god, he dared not stay in such a place any longer—but it was at this moment that he realized he was already tightly bound.

However, a large cloak was draped over his body, covering all the ropes.

The cloak's material was exactly the same as those cloaks painted with snake demon patterns.

"Good boy, don't be afraid. Tying you up is for your own good."

Before Habisa could react, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"It was like this when I first came here, just like when I first arrived... If I hadn't been tied up by Horusak back then, I probably would have already grabbed a weapon."

As for the consequences of taking action in this camp, just look at the gleaming weapons around you. Anyone who dares to fight for the sun god in such a place is probably going to meet the sun god in the underworld soon.

"In short, since we're here, let's settle in for a while and at least have a good meal."

As he said this, the burly man carrying the large axe untied Habisa's ropes.

"Judging from your appearance, you've been hungry for quite some time, haven't you?"

"I……"

Habisa's mind was a bit of a mess.

The unfamiliar environment, the unfamiliar warriors, and the snake demon cloaks everywhere filled Habisa with the panic of being trapped in enemy territory—even though he could no longer be considered a warrior of the sun god, his mind was still a little blank.

However, Habisa quickly lost interest in thinking about it.

Simply because it's time to eat.

A large amount of meat was served, exuding a rich aroma of spices. The rich fragrance of oil made Habisa instinctively swallow. This food alone was several levels higher than what the Sun God provided. You should know that the Sun God treated his warriors with meat broth stewed with beans and some flatbread at most.

"No...you can't eat this!"

Habisa gritted his teeth.

"This is the snake demon's bewitching influence! If you eat it, you'll become a traitor like them!"

"Huh? Aren't you going to eat?"

As he spoke, the strongman beside him reached out his hand.

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it all."

"I……"

Habisa persevered in upholding his beliefs.

Faced with the temptation of delicious food, especially after being hungry for two whole days, it is quite difficult to maintain one's resolve—smelling the overwhelming aroma, Habisa could only try to close his eyes and continuously praise the glory of the sun god in his heart.

"The sun god will surely save me!"

Habisa thought to himself.

In a daze, he seemed to actually feel a strange sense of fullness.

"As expected! We must remain steadfast in our beliefs!"

Thinking this, Habisa, coming to his senses, opened his eyes.

His right hand, which should have been resting on the sword hilt, was somehow gripping half a chicken leg. It was only half a leg because he had already taken a big bite out of it. In front of him, beef and mutton bones were piled up like a small mountain on his plate. Heaven knows how much he had eaten.

"amazing!"

Beside Habisa, the strongman who had captured him was loudly praising him.

"I didn't eat as much as you when I first came here! I knew I didn't pick the wrong person! Eating so much in one go... you're practically the incarnation of a snake god!"

"I……"

Habisa wanted to say something.

But he hadn't swallowed the chicken in his mouth yet. While Habisa was struggling to swallow the chicken, the strongman who had captured him introduced himself—the strongman's name was Setka, originally a warrior of the sun god, who had even participated in setting fire to the serpent demon's army camp before joining the serpent demon.

"This……"

Habisa was stunned. He remembered that battle, in which several groups of warriors stormed into the camp of the serpent demon army and set fire to several tents—and after that, these warriors even escaped unscathed and were not captured by the demon lord under the serpent demon's command.

Infiltrating the enemy camp at night demonstrates courage, while escaping unscathed showcases remarkable wisdom. These brave and resourceful warriors have always been role models for other soldiers.

But now...

"why?"

Looking at the snake demon cloak on the other party, Habisa really couldn't understand why this strongman named Setka would betray him.

But Hercules' answer surprised Habisa.

"The food the priests provided was terrible."

Luxsetka gave this reply.

That's it?

Habisa couldn't understand why someone would betray them just because the food was bad.
"Isn't everyone eating meat broth with beans? Even the flatbread is the same. Right now it's wartime, and supplies are already scarce..."

"I originally thought the same thing as you."

Luxetka chuckled.

“Until I saw the priests take the meat out and eat it, and then give us the broth to stew beans.”

Habisa was speechless.

But the strongman Setka continued talking, saying that after he burned down the serpent demon's camp, he thought he would be rewarded, but who would have thought that the priests didn't care about him at all, and didn't even give him a suitable weapon - the priests only held a victory banquet and gave them a pitiful amount of meat, that was all.

“But that’s not what I want. I want to become stronger, I want to level up, I want to become even stronger… But those priests only tell us to kill the serpent demon army, saying that as long as we kill enough, we will become stronger and be more loyal to the sun god.”

"They don't intend to give me anything except divine magic."

"But the serpent god gave me everything."

As he spoke, Sethka patted the two-handed axe hanging on his back.

"The best weapons, the best armor, the best combat skills, the best food... and of course, the most important thing is this."

Sethka pointed to the monocle on his eye socket.

"Want to try?"

"..."

Habisa remained silent for a moment.

Since things have come to this point, he definitely has to give it a try. Besides, he's also very curious about how this strongman named Setka managed to be completely unharmed despite being pierced through vital organs.

Thinking this, Habisa took the monocle and, like Setka had done before, put it on his left eye.

"Yes, that's it... then relax."

As he said this, Setka picked up an ordinary hand axe and chopped it into Habisa's right arm.

Even with an ordinary hand axe, severing an arm would be a piece of cake, but right now the axe blade only barely pierced the flesh and didn't even break the bone.

"you!"

Habisa, feeling pain in his arm, instinctively raised it.

It was at this moment that Habisa realized that his arm, which should have been damaged and unable to move, was now as flexible and free as if it had not been injured at all.

If it weren't for the throbbing pain that continued unabated, and if it weren't for the small hand axe still embedded in his arm, he might have thought it was all just an illusion.

"As long as your health points don't drop to zero, you won't die."

Hercules Setka patted Habisa on the shoulder.

"Let us thank the serpent god for his power."

(End of this chapter)