Chapter 740 The Goddess Descends from theMountains
Mbaba Mwana Waresa was a fledgling goddess, who in Berengar’s past life was worshipped by the Zulu. However, the Zulu culture had not yet been established in this world, and because of it, she was not yet worshipped in any significant capacity. At most, a few small tribes would worship her by another name.
As with most deities she was aware of the natural progression of the timeline, at least in her sphere of influence, and upon hearing that the white man had arrived in south Africa centuries before they were supposed to invade and colonize the region, she became fearful. Especially when she heard that a man with a deity’s boon was leading them. This meant that some deity from a foreign land had broken a taboo, and brought forth a being from another world to interfere in this one.
Naturally, she lacked the power to do such a thing as her followers were few, and the number of worshippers as well as their unity is what gave a god his power. This is why the Abrahamic God was so weak compared to others who had smaller followings. His worshippers had been killing each other in the name of minor differences in their faith for centuries.
Though his followers were among the largest in the world, they had undergone multiple bloody schisms so much so that his power suffered because of it. In fact, one could say that Berengar’s invention of the German Reformation had dealt a serious blow to the Abrahamic God’s power.
Of course, Mbaba Mwana Waresa was not aware of this, and simply descended from the mountain as rapidly as she could. She wanted to see these golden-haired men with her own eyes. Her familiar Azisa led the way, fearful of how she might react. The last thing he wanted was for a massacre to take place on his hunting grounds.
Eventually the Goddess who took the form of a leopard, and her companion perched upon the cliff above. Gazing upon the oil lanterns that the German soldiers hung on posts while standing guard. She was shocked to see the weapons they were carrying, which were more advanced than those used by the British Empire in the Anglo-Zulu War, which saw a disastrous defeat for her people.
This only confirmed her suspicion that a foreign god or goddess had acted on their impulses and brought a highly skilled individual from the future of another world into this one. There weren’t many deities these days with the power to pull that off.
The African Goddess wasn’t aware of the Germanic pantheon, unlike the Great Goddess of Teotihuacan who was a goddess of the underworld, and thus knew about the different afterlives and the pantheons that they belonged to, Mbaba Mwana Waresa was a fertility goddess, and naturally was unaware of anything outside her sphere of influence.
She could only gaze in astonishment at these men, however, she did not see the one eyed man that Azisa had spoken of and because of that, she quickly scolded him.
“Where is he? The one eye’d man with the boon!”
Azisa instantly rolled his eyes. This young goddess still had not perfected the powers she currently had, otherwise she would be able to detect her target from a great distance like he was capable of. No wonder why she needed a familiar. Rather than rebuke the woman for her lack of power, the leopard instead pointed towards the tent that Berengar was sleeping in with his paw.
A vicious grin appeared on Mbaba Mwana Waresa’s feline face as she stealthily invaded the camp, by climbing down from the ledge onto a tree below, before skilfully maneuvering her way through the flaps of Berengar’s tent. She gazed upon the man as he slept, and the beautiful woman by his side. She had found her target. If she could eliminate this man, then perhaps she could prevent whatever plans he had for this land and her people.
Mbaba Mwana Waresa was still in the form of a leopard and slowly climbed onto the futon where Berengar currently slept. She ended up pressing her face right against his while still maintaining enough distance to avoid physical contact. However, one thing she didn’t account for was her breath, which assaulted Berengar’s nostrils and woke him from his slumber.
The Kaiser gazed upon the leopard that was staring right into his eyes with a flash of surprise. He had been searching for a leopard all this time, and yet one had managed to find its way into his tent. Luckily, him waking up had also startled Mbaba Mwana Waresa or else she would have ripped his throat out before he could react. Instead, Berengar instantly grabbed hold of his rifle, which lay next to his futon, and succeeded in his attempt to block the woman’s attack.
Mbaba Mwana Waresa gazed in shock as she bit onto the wooden stock of the rifle with all her strength. The goddess was inexperienced in combat and continued to latch onto the rifle, thinking she could bite through it. This gave Berengar just enough time to use it as a fulcrum and wrestle the leopard beneath him.
It was only after Mbaba Mwana Waresa found herself pinned beneath the naked Kaiser did she realize how badly she had messed up. She quickly released the rifle with her jaws, which only allowed Berengar to use its stock as a weapon as he smashed it against her teeth. Though she was immune to mortal weapons, she could still feel the sting of their attack and instantly yelped as she instinctively transformed back into her human form.
Berengar gazed in disbelief as he realized he was suddenly sitting atop a naked African beauty. He could hardly fathom what was going on, and immediately screamed at the woman in his native tongue.
“Who the fuck are you?”
This awoke Honoria, who had surprisingly slept through the whole conflict. When she saw her husband was sitting naked on top of an African woman who was also in the nude, she began to scream at him.
“What the hell is going on here!?!”
Berengar did not know how to explain the situation, nor did he know what to do now that he had the woman pinned. Unfortunately for him, while he was distracted, Azisa had heard the commotion, and rolled his eyes, knowing that his young master had completely botched her assassination attempt. He immediately forced his way into the tent, where he bit into Berengar’s arm.
Berengar screamed out in agony as he tried to wrestle the beast’s jaws off of him. However, the beast was determined and bit further into Berengar’s biceps. This gave Mbaba Mwana Waresa the opportunity she needed to flee, and she quickly shape-shifted back into a leopard and hopped out of the tent.
Berengar was just about to stab his Bayonet into the leopard’s eye when the beast let go and ran off towards his master. After being released from the leopard’s jaws, Berengar winced in pain, as Honoria cried out for the nearest medic.
“Medic! Help!”
The medic that had accompanied the party awoke from his slumber upon hearing these screams and rushed into the Kaiser’s tent with his kit in hand. He immediately diagnosed the issue and began to a dress the wound. As a veteran field medic, he knew how to stop the bleeding of punctures and lacerations, and did his best to ensure that Berengar’s wound was both sanitized and sealed.
Truthfully, Berengar got off easily. If the Leopard wanted to, it could have shredded his biceps. However, all it wanted to do was get Berengar off of his master, and thus only punctured into his arm, with enough treatment Berengar would make a full recovery. What needed to happen now was to make sure that he did not get an infection.
While Berengar was being treated, Mbaba Mwana Waresa and Azisa had fled a great distance, it was only after they had run a few kilometers away, and ensured that they were not being followed that the woman shape-shifted back to her human form and cursed out loud.
“Holy fuck, what the hell? How did I mess that up so badly? I should have ripped out his throat with my teeth when I had the chance! I’m so stupid!”
The African goddess paced back and forth as she thought about everything that had happened while muttering her confusion aloud. She seemed to be intently focused on the fact that Berengar was naked, particularly the size of his member.
“I saw everything! His thing! It was right in my face! Are they supposed to be so big? What am I even thinking? I will kill the bastard the next chance I get!”
Azisa glared at his master as if she were an idiot before roaring loudly. Evidently, whatever he had said offended the goddess as she immediately kicked the leopard and scolded him.
“Don’t you dare insult me!”
The familiar whelped as it was kicked aside, before dusting itself off and giving an aloof expression to its master. After doing this, it walked off, leaving Mbaba Mwana Waresa all by herself as she struggled to comprehend everything that had happened in such a short time. Upon seeing that she had angered Azisa, Mbaba Mwana Waresa called out to him.
“Azisa, don’t be like that! Come back here!”
Unfortunately for the goddess, it was too late to apologize. The beast needed some alone time after being so mistreated. He saved the woman’s ass, and she responded by kicking him? He had better things to do than entertain the petty tantrums of a fledgling goddess. Thus, both parties in the incident were left wondering what the hell had happened after the fact.