Xuanhuan: the Way of Heaven Revolves Around Me

　　"……Alas"

　　Hestia suddenly showed a sinister expression...  

　　If she didn't know the plot, she might still regard Freya as a friend, but after knowing the plot, even if Bell had nothing to do with her, Hestia still felt uncomfortable.

　　At the center of the conversation, the beauty god Freya was sitting in the eleventh and second rows away from them.

　　Since she is called the god of beauty, she naturally has the beauty that is second to none among the gods.

　　The perfect devil figure, as if the concept of the golden ratio was derived from her.

　　In order not to cause a commotion, she hid her gorgeous face under the hood, her long eyelashes were pitiful, her phoenix eyes were ethereal and refined, and her temperament was as awe-inspiring as the light of aura.

　　"Lord Freya, the adventurer below is really amazing!"

　　Sitting next to Freya is her favorite family member, Bell Cronee.The white-haired boy felt his heart surge when he watched the performance below, and even clenched his fists when he was excited.

　　However, Freya did not respond to his words, which made Bell feel a little puzzled.

　　"..."

　　Mei God's appearance at this time is a bit strange.

　　She looked in front of her, looking at the profile of Fang Mingjing who was sitting there, her breath became a little uneasy.

　　what a lovely child...

　　Seeing Fang Mingjing sitting there dangling her calf, Freya's eyes were shining, and she couldn't help holding her breath.

　　It looks so tempting...

　　She sincerely thinks.

　　Such a young beauty, such an innocent smile...

　　Such a beautiful child.

　　That tender skin is as white as milk, and the long black hair can't help but feel gorgeous, and if you want to hold that delicate body in your arms, how much you can't put it down...

　　Ahh, this feeling is coming again!

　　Far more intense than the one when Bell was discovered!

　　ten times?hundred times?Thousand times?

　　The unprecedented level of heartbeat made Meishen's body tremble with excitement, her lower abdomen felt a faint pain, and the trance breath was about to overflow from the depths of her throat...

　　She desperately wanted to take this for herself!

　　"Lord Freya?"

　　Bell's confused voice woke her up. .

Chapter 93

　　In fact, Freya didn't just stare at the mirror at this time.

　　The first time she saw Fang Mingjing was last night, yes, it was at the [Abundant Mistress] last night.

　　At that time, the beauty god disguised as the clerk of the tavern "Ciel Furova"... The reason for this was because she was deeply infatuated with Bell, and liked to get along with the white-haired boy in this form.

　　That's when she noticed Fang Mingjing.

　　Noticing his youthful and smart beauty, and caught his pure and unsullied smile, Freya couldn't sit still in the face of that overwhelmingly cute appearance.

　　She can't wait to get his hands on him!

　　This is the essence of the beauty god Freya——

　　Implicitly, it is affectionate, but to put it bluntly, it is a matter of spontaneity, which is a well-known fact among the gods.

　　Moreover, the nature of this goddess is quite bad, but whatever she likes, she has to get it, even if it is a horizontal knife to win love.

　　(…Is Hestia?)

　　The goddess of beauty, who always had a smile on her face, looked at Hestia, who was sitting beside Fang Mingjing, chatting and laughing with everyone. His eyes gradually became darker, as if he was thinking about something.

　　"..."

　　However, just as Freya's heart became alive, Kusuo Saiki held the glasses on the bridge of his nose expressionlessly.

　　His super power [Telepathy] can capture the voices of all animals within a range of 200 meters. Although the surroundings are noisy, he still captures Freya's inner thoughts.

　　After all, when the surrounding audience was completely immersed in the performance, and their hearts were only concerned with shouting, Freya's voice was undoubtedly too conspicuous.

　　"What's wrong, Qimu?" Roman seemed to notice the slight change in Qimu Kusuo's expression.

　　"No, nothing."

　　Qimu Nanxiong responded indifferently.

　　He still looked down, because the [Monster Festival] was still in progress.

　　It was completely different from the performance at the opening, and the play that officially started after that really pushed the enthusiasm of the audience to a climax——

　　A fierce battle between adventurers and monsters.

　　Roars and roars, blood and sweat splashing in the air, fighting without rules, this is exactly the savage drama that Orali's audience expects to see, which will send their adrenaline pumping.

　　But Fang Mingjing began to lose interest.

　　"Boring, it's not interesting at the beginning."

　　"Yeah, being too savage makes people feel uncomfortable."

　　"Are you leaving then?"

　　"Let's go."

　　After a brief conversation, everyone unanimously decided to leave here.

　　Not long after they got up and left the arena, the beauty god Freya also got up from the audience, which made Bell sitting next to her confused:

　　"Lord Freya? Are you not going to watch the Monster Festival?"

　　"Ah, sorry Bell, I'm in a hurry and need to leave first."

　　She finished speaking with a smile, and did not give Bell a chance to follow. The slender figure hidden under the cloak quickly disappeared from the audience.

　　Beauty God's goal is very clear, that is, the backstage of the Colosseum, or the waiting room for monsters.

　　She walked uprightly to this place where outsiders were not allowed to enter.

　　"Please stop, here—"

　　"I know."

　　The beauty god who took off his hood smiled.

　　Immediately, the guard's voice stagnated, and their eyes widened, nothing but the beautiful face in their sight.

　　Freya kept walking forward. As she passed the guards, her slender hands swept across the eyes of the two guards. In an instant, the two of them only felt a strong throbbing.

　　The sweet aroma of licking the nose, the "charm" transmitted through the skin.

　　This leaves their brains blank.

　　Even though Freya's figure had entered the stronghold they were guarding, they were still stunned, self-consciously lost because of the beautiful smile they saw just now.

　　The place where the monster was imprisoned was a dark and damp place with insufficient light sources.

　　At first glance, there are more than a dozen "cages" in the dark space that looks like a warehouse.

　　Many monsters tied by chains were locked in it, the metal friction sounded frequently, and the dog-shaped monster stuffed the tip of its nose into the slits of the iron bars, grinning and roaring.

　　Noticing that the breath was approaching, the captured monster suddenly roared violently.

　　However, when they saw the figure of Freya, the deafening roar suddenly stopped.

　　Freya in the Nether cannot use divine power.

　　But he is a "beautiful god". Even in the lower world, this beauty still has the magic power that can capture anyone, even if it is a ferocious monster in front of her.

　　"It looks pretty good."

　　Freya's gaze scanned each monster's face playfully, then stopped at one point.

　　"...I choose you."

　　The monster being watched is a huge wild ape, its body is covered with pure white body hair, and its shoulders and arms are particularly muscular in its sturdy physique.

　　The monster Ginzan's eyes widened to the limit, breathing heavily to bear the gaze of the goddess.

　　"Come out."

　　She unlocked the cage with the key she had just obtained from the guard.

　　As if following Freya, Ginzaru took a step out of the open iron cage, and the still-fastened chain made a clanging sound.

　　Freeing a ferocious monster is an extremely dangerous act for a goddess who has no power to bind chickens.

　　But Freya was not worried.

　　Her purpose is clear.

　　(Since that is the child of the Hestia family, let Hestia not exist.)

　　It's a really straightforward idea.

　　The family that loses the main god will be disbanded, and the adventurers among them will become rootless duckweed.

　　At that time, will he cry?Will you be afraid?When he opens his arms for him, will he rush towards him lovingly?

　　Just imagining that scene made Freya tremble with joy.

　　"..."

　　"Whoa, whoa—...!"

　　In the midst of the intense breathing, Meishen caressed the cheek of the silver monkey in a trance, and there was an exact cruel color hidden in the depths of the silver eyes full of love and tenderness.

　　"Go."

　　There is a fragrance in the voice.