Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 467 It will break

Outside the window, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the night is filled with darkness.

The quiet scenery combined with the softly lit fluorite lamps simply fills the ambiguous atmosphere.

However, facing a table of delicious food and amber-colored mead, Freya was on pins and needles. Her tall and graceful body twisted uneasily, with a strange rose color on her skin, and her two straight thighs trembled slightly. The veins in one of the hands resting on the table stood out, as if he was enduring some indescribable emotion.

"Here comes the chicken soup~!"

With a brisk voice, Lorne took out the steaming clay pot from the kitchen stove and placed it on the dining table.

When you open the lid, a rich aroma fills the air. The snow-white and crystal-clear chicken floats in the golden soup, garnished with wild vegetables and mushrooms.

But Freya subconsciously looked away, not daring to take another look.

Seeing that the guest had no intention of taking action, Lorne immediately poured out a bowl of chicken soup and handed it over "kindly":

"This is all for you, you're welcome!"

You're so polite!

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Freya cursed secretly in her heart, raised her pretty flushed face, and complained with grief and anger:

"You are so despicable, you actually... you actually put medicine in the food..."

After saying a few words, the heroic and capable Valkyrie lay half-lying beside the dining table, panting, her chest rising and falling.

However, faced with accusations from diners, Lorne, who cooks himself, became even more sad and angry:

"How can you taint someone's innocence out of thin air! When have I ever done such a thing?"

"Stop coming!"

Freya lay on the table and gasped, while gritting her teeth and speaking,

"After eating the food you cooked, my body started to behave strangely. If it wasn't you, who else could it be?"

"You can slander my character, but you can't slander my professional ethics!"

As the heir of the Kitchen God Hestia, Lorne decisively picked up the tableware to prove himself.

"You said I drugged you? I'll show you the medicine!"

Seeing with her own eyes that Lorne had tasted every dish without blushing or out of breath, Freya was immediately dumbfounded.

how so? It shouldn't be...

Could it be that I really blamed him wrongly?

Just as the Valkyrie fell into self-doubt, a strange and sinister hum came from the other side:

"Before blaming others, think about your own problems first. Is your conduct correct enough over the years? Is your mentality healthy enough?"

Freya's eyes suddenly cleared, and she seemed to realize something. She immediately lifted up her shirt, and the **** forced divine mark appeared on her lower abdomen, and the light was faintly flowing.

It's really not the food's problem, but her problem.

but…

Freya stared at the opposite side and gritted her teeth:

"What did you do to me again?"

"This?"

Lorne smiled and explained sincerely,

"In order for you to enjoy delicious food, I use magic to connect your taste with certain senses."

"Is it possible to eat like this?"

After finding the crux, Freya's eyes spit fire, her silver teeth creaked,

"Then I really want to thank you!"

"You're welcome. It's okay. I'm just responsible for the diners and the food."

Lorne replied seriously, not ashamed, but proud.

Seeing the other party's shameless look, Freya went a little crazy.

Which chef can cook a meal that can make people eat like this?

But Freya obviously didn't have the ability to spy on other people's thoughts. She forced her limp and hot body to stand up from her seat, just wanting to end the torturous dinner party early.

But a smiling face came over and cut off her escape route:

"Eat, why don't you eat?"

"I'm stuffed…"

Freya coughed dryly and replied, her eyes evasive.

When Lorne heard this, his smiling face suddenly became clouded, and his tone rose several times:

"What do you mean? You don't want to eat? Then you asked me to prepare so much?"

"I didn't..."

"Winner takes all, not a drop is wasted, who said that?"

“…”

Freya opened her mouth, speechless.

She actually said this.

But that’s not what it means!

"I hate people who break their word the most. The majestic Warner Valkyrie will do what she says."

Lorne glanced at Freya and said with a smile,

"Are you going to do it yourself, or should I help?"

Freya looked at the food and wine on the table that could almost kill a mammoth, and she couldn't help crying.

Although she had the intention to refuse, she could only sit down with tears in her eyes when she thought of the compulsory divine seal that made her unable to control herself. She picked up her fork and started eating with a solemn look on her face.

And every time you swallow a mouthful of food or drink a sip of wine, all kinds of pleasure bloom on your taste buds.

Hold on, bear with it and it will pass.

While comforting herself, Freya raised her fork, stuffed the food into her throat and swallowed it, hoping to end the torture as soon as possible.

Finally, all the food on the table was wiped out.

"Look, you're greedy. Eat slowly. There are a lot of ingredients in the kitchen. I've added a few more dishes for you."

The thoughtful words reached her ears. Freya watched someone bring out a plate of charcoal-grilled beef shank thicker than her head from the kitchen. Her eyesight went dark and she couldn't hold it up anymore. She slipped from her seat with a plop and fell to the ground. The ground, helpless and wailing:

"I can't eat anymore, I really can't eat anymore..."

Lorne remained unmoved, lifted Freya up with a smile, and said the most lethal words in a gentle tone:

"Don't worry, eat slowly, I'm not in a hurry."

Seeking peace failed, Valkyrie was filled with regret.

You know that this bastard's torture methods are extremely cruel, so why bother with him when you have nothing to do?

But now that the matter has come to this, she can only submit obediently, otherwise if she waits for this guy to take coercive measures, her end may only be worse.

Realizing that she could not escape this torture, Freya sat back on the chair with tears in her eyes, picked up the tableware, and began to eat painfully and happily.

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The next morning, the cups and dishes in the house were in a mess.

The once heroic Warner Valkyrie lay dead on the cold floor with her bulging watermelon belly, her eyes empty and her hair disheveled. It was as if a skinned frog was placed on a test bench and subjected to repeated electrotherapy stimulation.

"When you're done digesting it, remember to tidy up this place."

Lorne wiped his hands, walked out of the kitchen, and gave instructions casually.

Freya turned her head stiffly.

This devil…

As the door creaked shut, the figure walked away. Freya, who was lying dead on the floor, couldn't help but clenched her fists as she looked at the dark red runes that shone slightly on her lower abdomen.

No, if you continue like this, you will be tortured to death by that **** sooner or later!

As a Valkyrie of the Warner clan, she died in this way...

Freya couldn't help but shuddered, a strong fear arose in her heart.

That's really embarrassing.

But she was no match for that guy in a head-to-head fight, and now she was imprinted with a compulsory divine seal. Let alone fighting with that guy, even if she had the slightest thought of resisting, he would probably take care of her.

Freya thought hard for a while, her eyes flickering.

The Warner Protoss are born with powerful life power, and this power will be reflected in two aspects for female gods.

First, it brings excellent physical fitness and makes the host a qualified warrior;

The second one is related to divinity such as love and reproduction, which makes the host have strong attraction to the opposite sex, thus giving birth to better bloodline.

As the Valkyrie of the Warner clan, she almost reached the top of the first path, but she was still no match for that guy.

Since the hard one is not enough, the only option is the soft one.

For example, make full use of your female charm to conquer the guy psychologically and make him kneel at her feet.

Thinking of the humiliation in the past, Freya gritted her teeth, felt cruel, and decisively changed the nature of her divine power. In the dim hall, the golden majesty gradually became less sharp and filled with a charming pink color.

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At the same time, Lorne, who was completely unaware of this, stretched himself and walked comfortably on the way to the cellar.

In order to completely "feed" Freya, who had been dancing a little lately, and make this woman remember her for a long time, he almost used up all the ingredients in the kitchen and made a lot of dishes.

But after a busy night, although he successfully "filled up" Freya, he didn't take a bite of the hot food.

Now that he was free, Lorne was really tired and couldn't help but want to go to the cellar to get some ingredients and drinks to reward himself.

However, when he came to the cellar, a row of small footprints attracted his attention.

Judging from the style of the shoes and the depth of the footprints, they did not belong to Holo or Hela.

At the same time, there were bursts of rustling sounds coming from the cellar.

"Who? Come out!"

Lorne's eyes turned cold, and he immediately kicked open the partially closed cellar door and yelled.

Thunderous echoes rolled and reverberated in the cellar, and a petite figure in the corner couldn't help but tremble. The wine jar in his hand fell to the ground, shattered, and golden wine spilled everywhere.

"Ugh, my mead..."

The petite figure regained consciousness and looked at the broken wine jar on the ground. Seeing this, he almost cried with pity.

"It's my mead!"

Lorne corrected with a cold snort, then activated the fluorite lamp embedded in the stone wall of the cellar, and looked at the little thief in the corner who dared to steal on his head.

Unexpectedly, this is a little girl only 1.2 meters tall, shorter than Hela who is under ten years old.

The long golden hair like ripe ears of wheat was tied into two loose ponytails. The pure eyes were like a pair of impure sapphires. Together with the nervous and confused little face, Lorne couldn't help but think of it. A frightened deer lost in the forest.

Lorne frowned: "Whose child are you from? What are you doing here?"

"I, I live here..."

The little blonde loli stammered in reply and shrank nervously into the shadows.

There was a small bed just made of straw and leaves, the length of which just fit the little Lolita's figure.

Why are you still making a nest here?

Lorne's face turned dark and he snorted angrily:

"This is my home!"

"Peng, my friend asked me to come..."

The little Loli replied timidly, her expression a little confused and aggrieved.

friend?

Lorne was stunned for a moment, then tentatively spoke:

"Hela? Holo?"

"I don't know what their names are..."

"One of them has brown-black hair and looks fierce. The other has brown hair, a tail and a pair of wolf ears."

"Yes, it's them!"

The little Loli nodded repeatedly, her nervous little face relaxed slightly.

However, Lorne was full of doubts.

No, why hasn't he heard that those two girls have such friends outside?

Moreover, which serious friend would be arranged to live in a cellar?

There's a problem!

Lorne put on a gentle smile on his face and spoke softly:

"Little sister, I am Holo's father and Hela's teacher. It was a misunderstanding just now. I'm sorry for scaring you."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's my fault!"

The little loli waved her hands repeatedly and took the responsibility obediently.

Lorne's face softened a bit, and he pretended to be casual and asked:

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

"Eden, my name is Iden! I'm from Svartalfheim (the dwarf country)!"

The little Loli replied without thinking, with a pure smile on her charming little face.

When Luo En heard this, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

Youth goddess Eden? Why is it her!

In order to avoid admitting his mistake, Lorne asked again:

"Is your father's name Evald?"

The origin of Iden, the goddess of youth, is quite mysterious. She is not from the Aesir, but the daughter of the dwarf Ivald.

"Yeah~! You know him~!"

The little Loli answered excitedly, patting her chest at the same time, with a relieved smile on her face.

"It turns out that what they said is true. We have known each other for a long time!"

When Lorne heard this, his face turned darker.

As the commander of Asa who had led several foreign wars, it was hard to say whether he knew Evald, but one thing was certain, Hela and Holo definitely did not know the dwarf father and daughter.

After all, these two girls had barely left the Heather Island in the Atrium, let alone wandered into the dwarf country.

Lorne was full of doubts in his heart, but on the outside he remained calm and continued to talk to the innocent little loli in front of him:

"How did you meet? Why did they invite you to their home?"

"Well, they got lost in the dwarf country, and I helped them find the direction. Then they said they wanted to thank me and treat me to delicious food, so they brought me here."

"Then why live in the cellar? There are so many rooms above."

"They said it's quieter here and there are a lot of delicious food. I can eat whatever I want."

Eden answered crisply, then looked down at the mead spilled on the ground, his eyes full of regret and self-blame.

"But I'm so sorry for the mess I made here."

At this moment, Lorne nodded stiffly, his face turned black.

What thanks? What good friend?

This is just a lie to a kid who doesn’t understand anything!

Who would take a benefactor and a good friend all the way from the dwarf country to the atrium, and then stuff them into their own cellar?

This is not repayment, it is clearly abduction and kidnapping!

Okay, but it’s not easy to practice swordsmanship and study, and he actually went to the dwarf country to engage in kidnapping business!

Hela, Holo, you are so capable!

"Where are they? Where are they now?"

Lorne asked coldly, his sinister eyes flickering.

Eden looked embarrassed when he heard this, and spoke cautiously:

"If I tell you, can you please not punish them? They are very good to me."

Hearing this, Lorne looked at the extremely innocent little loli in front of him with pity, and secretly cursed in his heart.

Child, please be careful. Did you know that you were almost sold?

But then, he felt a little relieved when he thought of the description of this youth goddess in Nordic mythology.

-Eden has a gentle and kind personality, thinks that everyone is a good person, and never really hates a person. Even until the end, I was willing to believe that "Loki" was kind.

At this moment, the Nordic **** of trickery "Loki" smiled and nodded, and vowed to Iden:

"Don't worry, I am their teacher and father, how can I punish them?"

"Well, let me tell you, they are drunk and are staying in the wooden house in the woods to rest."

Eden, who had no doubt that he was there, answered crisply.

Then, she saw Lorne's face darken instantly, and his right hand skillfully pulled out a thick and long vine from the magic array.

When the little Loli saw this, she looked astonished:

"Didn't you say that we won't punish them?"

"That's right, this is love!"

Lorne answered seriously, his smile gradually distorting,

"It's just that the way I express love is quite special!"

With that said, Lorne carried the cane and rushed towards the cabin in the forest with murderous intent.

Eden, who stayed in the cellar, was dumbfounded when he heard the crackling sound of whipping in the distance and the bursts of girls' whines and screams.

(End of chapter)