Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 152 The Serpent God's Paper and Pen
Even after replying to the serpent god and returning to the city, Habisa was still feeling somewhat dizzy.

He didn't know why he said those things, nor why he had to blurt out all those past events that should have been forgotten long ago—but just now, when the snake god asked him, he suddenly felt that perhaps he should tell.

No matter how ordinary his life was, no matter how common those things were, it was still his past, his history.

The reason we didn't say anything before was simply because no one wanted to listen.

But just now when he met the serpent god, he could sense that the serpent god was willing to listen to his past.

Even if those words were completely meaningless, the snake god was willing to listen to him utter every single word, so that he could finally say all the things that had been bottled up in his heart for who knows how long.

"I just hope the snake god won't hold a grudge against me because of this..."

Thinking of this, Habisa felt a pang of unease.

To be fair, he had a pretty good impression of this snake god, not because the other party was some high and mighty deity, but because it was the first time someone had been willing to listen to him and say those things.

Therefore, he was even more worried that what he said might offend the other party.

However, at that moment, Hercules Setka suddenly appeared and patted him on the shoulder.

"Well done, kid!"

"Could you... not use so much force every time?"

Habisa rubbed his aching shoulder; he had almost had his shoulder blade shattered by the strongman's slap.

However, after turning back, Habisa realized why his opponent's strength had suddenly increased so much.

The strongman Setka returned later than him. After he finished telling his story, the serpent god kept Setka behind and asked him a couple of questions. Clearly, Setka must have said something that interested the serpent god, so Setka was given a full set of armor.

It was a set of heavy leather armor made of hippopotamus hide. While protecting all the key vital points, it also took into account breathability and comfort. Although it looked lightweight, its defensive power was clearly no less than that of bronze armor. But the most crucial part was probably the pair of arm armors covered with bronze.

With these two arm armors, Setka could easily kill people with his bare hands even without using the great axe, and could even simply snatch the opponent's weapon.

"really not bad."

Habisa's eyes were filled with undisguised envy.

This made Setka quite proud.

“I told the Serpent God about the problem when we were fighting, that is, the two-handed axe was always a little lacking when we got closer to the enemy… The great Serpent God told me to go to High Priest Melk myself, and that’s how I got this set of equipment.”

Melk the High Priest, or Melk the Libra, is known as the Demon Lord of Libra in the context of the Sun God.

In any case, these are top-tier figures, far beyond the reach of nobodies like them.

But now, just because he casually uttered a few words to the great Serpent God, such a high and mighty figure has condescended to create such a set of equipment...

"...That's really something."

Habisa finally understood why so many people chose to betray the sun god.

Putting everything else aside, just considering this treatment, it's something these original Sun God warriors never dared to dream of before.

The priests of the sun god would at most prepare some weapons for them, and then let them go out and fight to the death on their own. Even the armor and equipment they wore were mostly stolen from those green-skinned monsters. In a sense, these warriors of the sun god had been using the equipment of the serpent demon army all along, which was undoubtedly ironic.

Now, they've skipped a formality and are directly using the equipment from the Serpent Demon's side.

However, now we should probably start calling it the Snake God.

"really not bad."

Thinking of this, Habisa couldn't help but ask another question. Although Habisa himself didn't receive anything, he knew in his heart that the shocking question he had asked was far more valuable than any equipment—it was something that the priests in the temple would never mention, or even something that no one had ever said before.

And now, just now, a god himself admitted that gods can also be killed.

The latter was already shocking enough, but what's even more astonishing is that it was something a god himself admitted.

"I have a feeling I asked something important... although it's not really of any use to me anyway."

Yes, if it were priests who were well-versed in theology asking this question, they might be able to glean some secrets about the gods. But for an ordinary warrior like him to ask this question, it would only be a whim. Even if he asked this question, it wouldn't make any sense. He couldn't possibly find any god and then go and kill him.

"If I had known, I would have gotten a set of equipment too."

Habisa suddenly felt a little regretful.

He always seems to mess things up at crucial moments, and this isn't the first time. It seems like it happened the last time too, right after he got his hands on that sword...

"Oh, right."

Just then, Hercules Setka suddenly remembered something and reached into his robes to rummage around.

"And your reward, I've also brought it back for you."

"……mine?"

Habisa was taken aback.

"Didn't I already ask the question? Why would there be a reward?"

"I don't know either, maybe it's because the snake god is in a good mood?"

Lux Setka was also somewhat puzzled.

"Anyway, this time you did have another one... found it."

As he spoke, Hercules Setka took out a cloth bag from his bosom and handed it to Habisa.

"This is your reward."

"This……"

Habisa frowned slightly as he looked at the cloth bag, which was barely bigger than his palm.

Given its size, it's clearly not equipment suitable for combat, and judging from its lightness after being received, it's not a protective item like a breastplate—it's not even edible, because any piece of meat this size would be quite heavy.

But when Habisa opened the package, he froze.

The reason was that inside the cloth bag lay a notebook and several pens.

The pen was not a common reed pen, but rather made of some kind of wood with a core that looked like charcoal inside. It was probably made by coating charcoal directly onto the paper.

The bound book wasn't made of ordinary paper; its texture felt more like some kind of strange leather.

"Before I returned, the serpent god told me to tell you this."

"That's what Lance Setka said."

"If you want to practice calligraphy in the future, you can use this. You can erase the words you write on, so you don't have to worry about getting the paper dirty."

(End of this chapter)