Greece brings evildoers.

Chapter 458 Freya's Fall
The next morning, the door of the temple was quietly pushed open.

The host, Lorne, stood leisurely at the door, shaking a golden cup of mead in his hand, and gave a "friendly" greeting to the guests he was entertaining.

"How was your night?"

"mean……"

The accusation was weak and trembling, and even had a hint of crying.

The Valkyrie, who had once been full of vigor and vitality and paid great attention to her image, was now holding the pillar beside her with one hand, her finger bones turning white; her hair was messy like dead grass, and her face was full of the afterglow of flush; her trembling body was wrapped in a curtain torn from one side, and a smell similar to a mixture of floral fragrance and rust wafted from the crystal water stains on the floor.

At this moment, looking at Freya's face full of shame and anger and her murderous eyes, Lorne remained calm and smiled as he spoke:
"So energetic? It seems you haven't served me well enough. Ten more times."

Upon hearing this, Freya's face turned pale and she begged for mercy:

"No, I know I was wrong."

"Tsk tsk, I like your sincere attitude of admitting mistakes."

"Then I..."

"Twenty times."

In the face of Freya's astonished gaze, Lorne answered leisurely,
"This is a reward. The more outstanding your performance, the more you will gain."

"Shameless!"

Freya raised her hands tremblingly, looking sad and angry.

"Thirty times..." Lorne took a sip of warm mead and the smile on his face became even brighter.

Freya's body trembled, and she glared at the other side like a broken jar: "Didn't you say this is a reward?"

"The curses from the enemy are the highest praise. The more you curse me, the more excited I am. I will definitely repay you well." Luo En said nonsense seriously, with an undisguised smirk on his face. "Don't worry, it will be fun."

After seeing the demon at the door give her an encouraging look and leisurely close the door, Freya wanted to cry but had no tears. With trembling cherry lips, she uttered the only adjective that came to her mind:

"Bitch..."

As the last gap in front of the door closed tightly, the familiar feeling of being pulled by the string came like a tide, and her hands explored up and down uncontrollably again. Her delicate body twisting like a snake on the ground was once again submerged in darkness and shame.

Three days and three nights later, just as Freya finished her sales job, Lorne came to visit her, showing great care for her guest.

When Freya, who was lying on the floor with her tongue sticking out, saw that nightmare-like figure appear at the door, she shuddered instantly and was so "touched" that she almost cried:

"I apologize..."

"Not sincere, do it ten more times."

The door of the temple that had just been opened closed again. The figure outside the door left gracefully, and the familiar feeling of the strings once again controlled Freya's limbs.

The next day.

"I surrender……"

"Where is your moral integrity and your beliefs? You have fallen so quickly. I will punish you ten more times!"

Loen was heartbroken and closed the door decisively.

And over the next few days, the door continued to open and close.

"Wait, wait, sooner or later I will...sooner or later I will kill you..."

"Holding a grudge, add ten more times!"

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"..."

"You're not talking? Are you pretending to be tough with me? Ten times, keep going!"

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"I'll fight you!"

"Still got the energy? Then continue."

……

Finally, after pulling it more than ten times, Freya was completely numb.

When she saw Lorne open the door and come to inspect, she mechanically responded with silence, took a breath with the help of the regained control of her body, and recovered some physical and mental strength as soon as possible.

And when the door closed again, Freya raised her hands, and her crystal clear and slender fingers skillfully explored and satisfied herself.

After such a long period of development, as well as certain knowledge that had been forced into her brain through the Divine Seal, she had become extremely familiar with her body, and soon the pleasure in her body reached its peak.

Her delicate body twitched and then collapsed. The wonderful aftertaste of flying up to the clouds lingered in her mind, causing a bright blush to appear on Freya's pale face.

In fact, putting aside the shame of being tortured and the fact that she had no control over herself, this strange experience could indeed bring people indescribable enjoyment and make it less difficult for her to endure in this dark cage.

only……

"Uh, I haven't even started yet, why are you already enjoying it?"

"..."

Freya, who was thought to be as strong as a rock and immune to all poisons, looked ashen as death when she saw the hands covering her chest.

She has become strange...

She is not clean...

She is no longer worthy of being a pure and noble Valkyrie...

The goddess, who had lost her faith and support, had empty eyes and sat slumped beside a pillar like a broken puppet. Her hands hung limply, and she let the veil draped over her body slide to the ground, revealing her hidden beauty.

Lorne stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Freya's eyes. Seeing that she had no reaction, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Broken? So quickly?
Then, he rolled his eyes, leaned his head to Freya's ear, and whispered softly:
"Don't worry, this is my temple. No one but me will know what you did in there. As long as you behave yourself, when you leave this door, you will still be a pure and noble Valkyrie of the Vanir clan."

A touch of white like a swan feather reflected in Freya's eyes, and her originally lifeless eyes were instantly activated, and she grabbed the swan feather cloth that belonged to her.

The haori was in hand and quickly turned into a silver stream of light that covered her body, concealing the afterglow of her blush and gluing her shattered self-esteem and pride back together.

As the silver-white armor took shape, Freya regained her Valkyrie demeanor and pursed her lips. She looked at Lorne in front of her and asked with a cold snort:
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?
Although she got the swan feather robe back, the divine seal of compulsion on her body still existed, and her life and death depended on the thoughts of the person in front of her.

And now the guy in front of her has an even more humiliating handle on her. As long as she wants to continue to maintain her glory and respectability in the Warner family, she has to bow her head.

Luo En tossed a crystal stone in his hand for taking photos, and said with a playful smile: "Are you questioning me?"

Freya's body trembled, and she bit her lips. A flower-like smile appeared on her originally frosty face, and her voice became sweet and charming:
"Of course not. I am asking for your permission. After all, I am your trophy. How to deal with me is up to you."

"Well, you've learned to hide your emotions so quickly. That's great progress."

Loen's eyes were full of relief, and he didn't mind at all that Freya wanted to kill him.

The Valkyrie smiled even brighter, further hiding her murderous intent, and answered sincerely:

"It's mainly because you taught me well. I promise to remember this kindness in my heart."

"That's perfect. I'm in need of a maid. If you want to continue your studies and repay my gratitude, you can stay with me for a while. Or..."

Loen pointed at the temple with a smile, his meaning was self-evident.

Faced with this choice, Freya knew how to answer it without even having to think about it, and she got into character very straightforwardly:
"My lord, what are your orders?"

Seeing the delicate head bowed respectfully in front of him, Loen felt extremely happy.

Although it took some effort, I finally managed to train this woman.

"Clean up my temple first. I'll give you an hour."

After giving a brief explanation, Loen turned and walked out.

After watching the nightmare-like figure disappear from her sight, Freya heaved a sigh of relief and turned to look at her first job. The transparent water stains reflected a crystal luster in the sunlight, casting a layer of filth on the originally sacred temple.

Freya's pretty face turned red, and she spat at the culprit behind his back. Then she buried her head in cleaning up the scene, washing away all the traces of shame she had left behind.

An hour later, the door of the temple opened on time, and the interior looked brand new.

Looking at Freya who had transformed her armor into a plain long dress, Loen couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Why did you change into this?"

"I am your maid. In order to better serve you, I must wear light clothes."

Freya replied with a smile, elegant in temperament.

Luo En looked him up and down, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

I don’t know if it’s the result of re-education, but Freya seems to have developed the potential to be the goddess of love and beauty. After taking off her Valkyrie attire, her charm has not diminished, but is even stronger than before.

Of course, a rose with hidden thorns would be more dangerous.

Luo En smiled slightly, took out the captured Sword of Victory from the magic circle diagram, and threw it over:

"You have good enlightenment. I will return this thing to you."

No matter how cunning a fox is, it cannot beat a good hunter. If the opponent is not honest, he doesn't mind playing with the opponent slowly.

Freya still had a calm reaction after receiving the recovered weapon. She just casually put it back into the magic circle and continued to keep her posture light, standing respectfully behind the new owner.

Not bad, you have made progress. At least you have become good at forbearance.

Now that she has adjusted her mindset, the next step is to change her behavior.

"Buzz!"

Just as Loen was thinking secretly, a golden-blue light band shot up into the sky, shattering the clouds covering the Fairy Palace. Two black ravens screamed and turned into a bloody rain all over the sky.

Freya was delighted when she saw this.

That was the life force from the Vanir, and the only god who possessed this level of power was her mother, Frigga.

After being captured for so long, her mother finally remembered her!
Yes! Let's teach these Nordic barbarians a lesson and vent her anger!
However, Freya was only happy for a few seconds before a faint sarcasm came from the side, extinguishing the expectation and excitement in her heart:

"It seems that you don't have a very good position in your mother's heart."

"What do you mean?"

Freya turned around and looked at Lorne warily.

Luo En rubbed his brows and explained calmly:

"Look carefully, that's Odin's messenger! He listened to my advice and is willing to negotiate with the Vanir. He wants to stop the war and has promised to release you back to Vanaheim as a condition. Your mother has received this message, but not only did she not agree, she sent a declaration of war and killed his crow!"

"Well, so what? We, the Vanir, are more worthy of human sacrifice than you, and we should rule this world."

"Don't you understand? There are many kinds of refusal, and she is deliberately provoking Odin. After such a humiliation, what do you think will happen to you?"

"..."

Freya fell silent, the smile on her face disappeared, and she bit her cherry lips with her pearly teeth.

The answer is self-evident.

Her mother, the de facto ruler of the Warner clan, had abandoned her.

Although as a Valkyrie she has the obligation to die for the Vanir, active choice and ruthless abandonment are two different things.

At this moment, seeing the tragic death of the messenger he sent to Vanaheim, Odin in the Golden Palace opened his one eye and flew into a rage:
"Very good, Vanir! You asked for this! You want war, then I will give you war! Until death!"

A biting chill filled the sky above Asgard, and the enraged Æsir King vented his rage on the entire Vanir.

Freya, who was the first to be hit, became stiff as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Fortunately, a warm current flowed into her body from her back, allowing her numb body to regain some consciousness.

Freya turned her head and looked at Lorne beside her, her eyes showing surprise and complexity.

"Odin is serious now. You may be in big trouble."

Loen glanced at the maid he had just hired and suddenly felt a headache.

Before he could figure out how to save the Valkyrie of the Warner clan, he saw the sky become stormy again, and a beam of warning holy fire shot up from the atrium world, dyeing half of the sky golden.

Seeing this, Luo En's face turned ugly.

Something happened in the atrium too! It's really one thing after another!
"It's the Giants! The Frost Giants and Mountain Giants of Jotunheim are gathering their forces outside the Iron Forest in Midgard!"

Several Asgardian guards who were responsible for interpreting and delivering information came rushing over with panicked looks on their faces.

"Why are you panicking?" Lorne stopped the guard and shouted coldly, "How many are here?"

“More than 100,000!”

The guard's face turned pale and he couldn't help swallowing.

At this time, Odin, who rushed over from the Golden Palace after hearing the news, couldn't help but gasp and his face became extremely gloomy.

One hundred thousand! This means that almost all the giants in Jotunheim have come out in full force!
"It seems that Vanaheim has reached some kind of agreement with Jotunheim. No wonder Frigga's attitude suddenly became so tough."

Luo En hit the nail on the head and raised his hand to rub his sore brows.

"They actually joined forces? If I had known earlier, I should have gotten rid of them all in advance!" Odin snorted coldly, looking a little anxious. His eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Freya who was standing behind Lorne. It was obvious that he wanted to vent his anger on this Warner Valkyrie, and wanted to use her to threaten the Warner clan, or just sacrifice her to get rid of the matter.

"Complaining now won't solve any problems." Loen waved his hand and suggested in a deep voice, "How about this, you will deal with the Vanir as usual, and I will be responsible for guarding the atrium and intercepting the giants who want to break through the Iron Forest! We will first stabilize our position in the first wave of attacks, and then slowly find the flaws of both sides and find a way to break the deadlock."

At this moment, Freya stepped forward and volunteered to Lorne.
"I am coming too!"

"you?"

When Luo En heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Freya nodded and replied righteously:

"As a maid, I must follow my master. Wherever you go, I will go!"

At this point, she no longer realizes her dangerous situation and who can protect her.

Seeing the implicit request in those eyes, Lorne nodded imperceptibly, then turned to Odin and said thoughtfully:

"The main force of Asir belongs to you, and she belongs to me. The two main gods should be able to hold back the giants of Jotunheim."

Odin was slightly stunned when he heard this. He looked at the two of them deeply with his one eye, and finally nodded in agreement:
"Well, as long as you can defend the courtyard, I will never let those foreigners take a step out of Vanaheim!"

This is both a promise and a requirement.

Luo En naturally chose to agree, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sacrifice is the basic law of the Norse Age of Gods.

Therefore, the Nordic natives, represented by the Aesir, also had a very strong culture of sacrifice, and it was common to kill a few people as a sacrifice before and after a war.

At this juncture, Freya's identity was extremely sensitive and embarrassing, and she was a perfect target for attack.

Fortunately, this woman was not stupid and knew to take the initiative to cling to his thighs, hoping to follow him to the courtyard to avoid the limelight, otherwise he would have no way to protect her.

After the two Asgardian leaders assigned the tasks, they each took the Asgard guards to Vanaheim and Midgard to deal with the great crisis of the Aesir.

The old troubles have not yet been eradicated, and a new war has already begun!
(End of this chapter)