Chapter 64 - Village Leader (1/2)

Atticus dropped the water out of shock seeing his son run up to him perfectly fine, bending down to take a closer look.

Atticus- ”Are you Okay? But how?” he asked giving him a once over.

The boy grinned pushing his father inspecting hands away- ”Yes, I'm fine dad, it's thanks to the goddess, she placed her hands on my hurt leg and then this bright light came out and made me feel all warm and then I was better!” he finished excitedly as he ran back to Sigyn to thanking her again.

Sigyn giggled as she rubbed his head while avoiding Theoric's eyes in case he didn't approve of her meddling.

Theoric could only wryly grin at having his wife take the initiative to help, he was planning on healing the boy later after talking a bit more and then putting it up as an offer to get the man to step up as village leader, but seeing how grateful he looked this probably wasn't a problem.

Theoric felt like he's become a bit too skeptical of people because of his recent revelations.

Atticus with slightly watering eyes went over and bowed to Sigyn choosing to believe his son, for the proof was undeniable, even if he didn't see it himself. - ”Thank you for healing my son, if there is ever anything I can do just name it.”

The kid who was still looking at Sigyn with sparkling eyes then looked to Theoric running around him asking- ”Hey if she's a goddess, aren't you a god? What amazing things can you do?”

Theoric wryly grinned again while looking to Sigyn who also wondered what he was going to do now only to look away when their eyes met, feeling guilty.

She then spoke up to explain hoping to ease any grief Theoric might be feeling towards her,- ”We are not Gods, but we did receive blessings from one, I guess you could say.”

To her disappointment though when she looked at Theoric, she saw his face turn stoic as he listened to her explanation.

Atticus as if understanding spoke- ”Ah so you've been blessed, so you're chosen by the gods, as their high priests in the capitals or like their champions, so which gods have chosen you?”

Sigyn feeling like she would only dig a deeper hole for herself kept quiet as she made her way to hide behind Theoric to avoid his gaze and anymore mistakes she might make.

Theoric wasn't mad though, only caught off-guard by her actions, he was only staying quiet trying to think of what to do with the things she's done.

Hearing Atticus talk about gods like they were a real thing suddenly reminded him about the Olympians which must still be around on earth at this time. The gears rolling around in his head made the place an awkward silence.

Theoric noticing his mistake answered the man- ”Yes we were chosen in a way, it would be great if you don't tell anyone about that.”

He then felt his arm being tugged by the boy who was still excited- ”Mister God, Mister God, what can you do?” he asked completely ignoring what Theoric just said.

Atticus seeing his rambunctious son apologized as he pulled him away- ”Titus, don't do that, get over here and leave them alone, we must treat our benefactors with all due respect.”

Theoric seeing the boy feeling down at being reprimanded, laughed- ”It's alright, so your names Titus is it, well Titus, I can do this.” he said holding his hand out making a round ball out of energy, but he controlled it so it wouldn't be too stiff, giving it some elasticity, as he tested it out by dropping it on the ground, only for it to bounce back up.

Titus was thoroughly pleased with seeing the magic trick,- ”Cool! You can make things out of thin air, that's so awesome.”

Theoric grinned,- ”Here, it won't last forever but you can go play with it for a bit in your room while I talk to your dad.” he said tossing it over to Titus who just managed to catch it.

Titus happily exclaimed- ”Awsome, thank you mister god.”