Continuation of training 1.135

The months of training passed, and the weather remained just as cold, no matter if they arrived in the middle of summer. It was the mountains, it was clear that it had to be cold, but not that it had to snow so much or that the sky had to go gray. However, what worried Viggo most was to be able to endure an hour of hard combat against his master, without giving grief. For the first two months he always ended up tired, but now he was keeping up and distributing my energy more efficiently. However, that didn't mean he could stand up to Kratos when he got serious.

-What worries you?- shouted Viggo as he threw a powerful punch.

Kratos deflected the blow with his forearm and threw a punch. Viggo stepped aside, Kratos threw a front kick, and Viggo covered himself with his forearms. The impact sent him three meters away, his arms sore. Viggo shook his arms and took his combat posture again.

At the same time, Kratos looked him in the eye and replied -it's not as simple as you see it. You are getting into a mess that you will not be able to solve on your own-

Viggo lowered his guard and straightened his back -do you say it for the god king? They are just plans, possibilities. I already told you, if it happens, I will have an idea of what I must do, there is nothing definitive-

-I know idiot people like you, you think you're smarter, but you're not. You're just a boy who aspires to things he doesn't understand-

-I am not aspiring to anything, I just think about the possibilities and opportunities. If there is, I will take it, if not stay out-

-Viggo, if you are going to take this step, you must leave this mountain," Kratos replied in a serious and cold voice.

Viggo looked down and said -I don't understand that you are so scary. I haven't done anything yet, I haven't even asked you to help me, I've just told you about my plans. That's it-

-Challenging a god is not so easy, Viggo. You don't know what you're talking about-

Viggo raised his face and replied -I understand you are afraid. That's fine with me, you're not me. I will do things on my own-

-You're going to die!- roared Kratos.

-I will not die, I will survive and overcome, I will be the strongest of all-

-To be the king of the gods?-

-Who wants to be the king of the gods in this land without order?- asked Viggo with a big smile -I just want to have a big goal, aim for the top and win Didn't you tell me that I will look for a big goal? that to beat Ottar was too small a goal. I want to be strong; I want to beat you and I want to beat the other gods-

-Stupid boy Do you want to be a hero? Do you want to be the hero of Midgar? Well, just so you know, heroes die and become steps for tyrants to boast-

-How do you know I will die?-

-Can't you even beat me and want to face the god king?-

-You are my master; it would be difficult for me to seriously fight with you. Don't ask me for the impossible-

-Fine- Kratos said with a stern look, raised his hand and the Leviathan axe came flying in his hand - if you want to continue with this, you will have to beat me in a death match-

-Why suddenly?- shouted Viggo -this doesn't make sense-

-Like your stupid aspirations- Kratos replied.

Viggo shook his head and raised his hand in the air, concentrated his mana and pulled with his mind from the weapon. The axe flew through the air until it fell into Viggo's hand. The latter looked at his master and took the axe with both hands.

-I don't want this- Viggo said in an annoying tone.

-You're going to fight wherever you go, with anyone who wants to protect the god king. You'll be forced to fight, even if you don't want to- Kratos replied.

Viggo looked at Kratos and felt with his skin the cold breeze of the mountains. Passed a gust of wind waving his hair as the snowflakes fell. Viggo emitted the red aura of touki while his master wrapped himself in a kind of spiritual fire. Both kept eye contact waiting for the moment to unleash their first attack.

-Are you sure?- asked Viggo quietly.

Kratos let out a faint growl and threw himself into a run with all his might. Viggo ran to meet him as he lifted the axe. Kratos approached two meters, Viggo unloaded his axe, and Kratos backed away. The cut passed touch the chest, but failed, Kratos took advantage of advancing and throwing an axe to the jaw and another to the head. Viggo received both hits, he did not look injured, but inside he had been dizzied. Kratos was going to throw the axe to spin around him like a close, but Viggo managed to jump and avoided a series of brutal cuts.

Kratos' axe finished spinning around him and returned to his hand as he looked at Viggo with disdain. On the other hand, Viggo shook his head to remove the dizziness and ran to start the attack again.

Kratos had the superiority; he had the fluid movement of experience and conquest of the battlefield. Viggo only had the stamina, strength, and speed, but without the knowledge it was a huge waste. However, after 30 minutes of long punishment, Kratos began to notice how Viggo anticipated his attacks fluidly, as if he could know what he was going to do. This was the same as when Viggo first arrived, it was his instinct that slept like a monster deep in his being. It seems that the monster was slowly waking up and sharpening his senses. Kratos had to start putting in more precision and speed, but as the fight dragged on Viggo became untouchable. Although Viggo failed most of his attacks, he stopped taking damage and this in turn maximized his performance. Kratos was getting tired of dodging the blows, but in an oversight, Viggo raised his axe, Kratos raised his own, and Viggo discharged it. The blow produced a rebound and Viggo's axe flew through the air. Kratos took advantage of throwing an axe to the head, but Viggo felt the danger and crouched down, while jumping forward and kicking Kratos in the knee. The bone sounded as if it had broken and Viggo fell into the snow. However, Viggo got up as quickly as he could, Kratos greeted him with another axe while enduring the pain in his knee. Viggo bent down and tackled him. Then he started punching him while Kratos defended himself with his forearms. Viggo continued to attack endlessly, but Kratos managed to move his legs and make strength with his body to reverse the position. Viggo was left in a bad position and Kratos attacked him mercilessly, until he turned Viggo's face into a great stain of blood. The blows did not produce any damage on the outside, but the internal damage exploded causing Viggo to spit blood.

Kratos gasped from exhaustion when he stopped noticing that he had overdone it a bit. Then he dropped to Viggo's side. The snow had a comforting feeling, he thought. Then he looked at Viggo with his face covered in blood, put his fingers to his nose and felt his breathing. He was alive, he thought. Kratos let out a sigh as he watched the gray sky and snowflakes fall. Viggo was a stranger, but he felt compelled to protect this little demi-god. A new life doesn't have to grow like his. The warrior's path should be carried out wisely, but in the end, it was all hypocrisy Who was he to tell him that he will not fight? Wisdom came after the loss and many years after he really need it.

-Boy- Kratos said between gasps.

-What?- replied Viggo in a faint murmur.

-Go fight that god, but I forbid you to see Faye and Atreus again. If you fight with a god, he will look for your weak point. You're lucky that your wives are in a place where he can't reach them. However, I will not allow you to endanger my family-

-Neither do I- replied Viggo.

Kratos nodded, but Viggo didn't say any more words. Kratos looked at him sideways, noticing how little by little the blood was cleansed as the face healed.

Viggo had forgotten something important, he did not count on his divinity. So, once he has his divine power again, he will be in the same condition as Kratos.

<<-My father is the god the gods fear- Viggo had said>>

Kratos, understanding firsthand how terrifying the red aura called touki was, understood that the boy was telling the truth. In order to master such a technique, he really must be the Gods that the gods are afraid of. On the other hand, even an old and terrible monster like Xiao held him in respect.

Kratos let out a sigh and thought that on the one hand it would be a problem if the child brought trouble to his house. But on the other hand, it would be very helpful if he or his family got into trouble. Four hands can do much more than two.

Kratos barely raises from the ground, covered with cuts and bruises all over his body. He concentrated his divine power and began to quickly heal his body. He leaves Viggo on the ground and walk to the grove where only the ashes of the bonfire remained. It would be necessary to light a fire, prepare meat and water. Today would be the last day where they would eat together, and it had to be done as it should.

On the other hand, Viggo woke up half an hour later feeling his whole-body sore. He sat on the snow and moved his head from side to side, but just making that move caused great pain in his neck. Viggo put his hands around his neck and let out a little scream.

-Damn, doesn't this old man know the word contain himself?- protest underneath. Viggo raised his hand to the sky and channeled his mana to call his axe. The next instant, the sound of the axe cutting through the air was heard. Viggo didn't even bother to look at his trajectory and once he felt the handle on his palm, he closed his fingers. Then he took the axe and leaned on it as a staff to get up. Once he was standing, he looked around and saw the grove where the light of the campfire could be seen. It was about a hundred meters from the place and would have to pass by the trunks and bases of trees.

Once Viggo reached the grove, he sat on the ground, on the other side of the bonfire. He didn't even bother to look at Kratos, leaned back on the ground and closed his eyes to rest.

-You're too weak- Kratos said.

-I will be stronger than you- replied Viggo -and I will return every beating to you-

Kratos sniffed through his nose and made a little smile -whatever you say, boy- he said.

Viggo opened his eyes and looked at his face -I mean it. Damn, you don't know the word hold back. Now my whole body hurts and even parts I didn't even know I had-

-Stop crying and sit down-

Viggo forced himself to sit down and looked at Kratos as the bonfire separated them.

-I used to be a god of war...-