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Chapter 154, page 153: Freya appears, her charm activated! The goddess's chariot is sent flying!

"Bang!"

Freya changed her dress, but the rest of the place was far from peaceful.

conference hall.

Vice-Commander, "Goddess's Chariot" Allen Fromo, slammed his fist on the hard conference table, his beastly eyes burning with resentment and rage.

"I don't understand! Why would the goddess personally go to see that kid named Gu Yuan?"

He whirled around to look at Ota, his tone accusatory and filled with incomprehensible resentment: "And you, Ota! You actually admit you're inferior to him? Are you kidding me!"

"He must have used some underhanded tricks to barely beat that old Lv6! If it were a head-on fight, I could tear him to shreds!"

Ota's heavy eyelids didn't lift even slightly, as if Allen's roar was just a gentle breeze brushing against the rocks.

However, a voice as clear and cold as an icy spring rang out at just the right moment, carrying undisguised sarcasm.

"A head-on confrontation? A level 5 character seeking a direct confrontation with a level 4?"

"Allen, your astonishing 'confidence' is quite in line with the usual style of your barren mind."

Hedin Selland, the "White Elf Wand," elegantly pushed up his glasses.

As an elf, his gaze behind his glasses was sharp and cold.

"You!" Allen roared in fury, veins bulging on his forehead.

Hedin, however, remained unperturbed and continued in his infuriatingly calm tone: "This eagerness to prove one's ability to crush the other is itself a low-class tactic, exposing one's inner weakness."

"If word gets out that the vice-captain of the Freya Familia is so wary of a low-level adventurer that she even needs to imagine his 'schemes' to maintain her pitiful self-esteem—"

You've completely disgraced the goddess.

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"Herdin—!!"

Allen was completely enraged, and a frenzied killing intent erupted instantly.

He suddenly stood up and instinctively stomped his foot hard on the conference table in front of him!

No loud noise was heard.

A huge hand covered in armor silently caught Allen's stomping ankle.

Ota finally raised his eyes, his deep voice leaving no room for doubt: "The goddess is resting."

Those five simple words were like a bucket of ice water poured over Allen's head.

He suddenly realized that his outburst might have disturbed the goddess upstairs, and his frenzied temper instantly subsided.

With a flick of his wrist, Otta easily sent Allen's massive body flying, causing him to sink heavily into the soft sofa in the corner of the room, where he made no further noise.

"Whatever method he used, the result was that he won against Simon and left Alphia."

Ota's voice was calm and steady, "Doubting is useless. His strength will be revealed tomorrow."

His gaze swept over the indignant Allen and the gleaming glasses of Hedin, and he gave the final order: "At tomorrow's dinner party, no one is to disturb the goddess during her contact with Gu Yuan."

"After that—I don't care what you want to do, but remember, don't do it in the name of the clan."

"This will only tarnish the goddess's image."

After saying that, Ota turned and left, leaving behind a back view as heavy as a mountain.

Allen slumped into the sofa, staring in the direction Ota had disappeared, and called out in frustration.

Hedin Selland pushed up his glasses again, a cold glint in his eyes. No one knew what this shrewd elf was plotting at this moment.

Time passed, and night fell once again on Orario.

In the West Wing, the "Abundant Mistress" tavern was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Gu Yuan, Alixie, Liu, and Shakti, the leader of the Ganesha Spring tribe, along with his sister Adi, were sitting around a table.

Alexie tried to lighten the mood and dispel the lingering gloom of the day. Commander Shakti, with an apologetic and grateful expression, once again solemnly expressed his thanks for the defeat of the remnants of the dark faction.

Liu sat quietly to the side, her icy blue eyes habitually alert, occasionally nodding in response.

However, when a slender hand lifted the tavern curtain, the noise seemed to be silenced by an invisible hand, instantly dropping several decibels.

All eyes were involuntarily drawn to it.

The goddess Freya walked in gracefully.

"!!!"

The proprietress, Mia, paused in wiping the wine glasses, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

She glanced at Gu Yuan, who seemed oblivious to everything and was still talking to Alicia, and sighed inwardly.

"Goddess Freya? What a wonderful day it is that you've been blown into my noisy little shop?"

Mia put down her wine glass, her voice loud and clear, as if it were just a casual greeting, yet it also seemed to be reminding someone.

Freya's eyes sparkled, her smile deepening, her voice so soft it could melt steel: "I just missed you, Mia. We haven't seen each other for years, shouldn't we catch up? Or are you saying I'm not welcome?"

As she spoke, her gaze seemingly unintentionally swept over Gu Yuan's table.

Just then, Gu Yuan looked up at the commotion at the door and Mia's mother's unusually loud voice.

Eyes facing each other.

Gu Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

Freya? What's she doing here?

coincidence?

Or—did she see my soul?

The allure of that fleeting glimpse was so captivating that even with his resolute will, he couldn't help but waver for a moment.

Freya took in his reaction, and her smile deepened.

Ah—she's resisting. What an adorable reaction.

As she spoke, she moved her feet seemingly casually, but the angle she chose was just right so that Gu Yuan's table was always in her peripheral vision.

She sat down at the bar naturally, ordered a drink, and moved with an elegant and languid air, as if she were truly there to chat with an old friend.

However, the invisible "field" has already unfolded.

The atmosphere in the tavern became subtle. The male adventurers stared in fascination, while the women felt a little ashamed.

Mia shook her head inwardly, knowing that there would be no peace in the tavern tonight.

Gu Yuan felt extremely uneasy, but fortunately, his fear of Freya barely suppressed the so-called "allure".

'Hmm—still persevering. That kind of willpower truly surpasses that of ordinary people.'

Freya gently swirled her wine glass, her eyes sweeping over the girls beside Gu Yuan.

When Freya saw Alisha's fiery red hair and vibrant smile, as well as Ryuna's cool and clear profile, a very faint, almost imperceptible displeasure flashed deep in Freya's beautiful eyes.

—A noisy little girl and a block of ice that doesn't understand romance.

She scoffed inwardly, 'Such an ordinary soul, does she even deserve to sit beside him, to share his gaze and his time?'

The feeling is like seeing a few inconspicuous pebbles placed next to a dazzling diamond, which is very annoying.

The natural intimacy between them and him, in particular, made her feel uneasy, as if her precious treasure was being touched by others at will.

Alexandra seemed to notice Gu Yuan's absent-mindedness and asked in a low voice with concern, "Mr. Gu, are you alright? You don't look well?"

Gu Yuan forced a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Tired?

Freya caught the word precisely, and a meaningful smile curved her lips.

Perhaps so. After going through such a great battle—but more so because of me?

This trouble caused by her gave her a strange sense of satisfaction.

For Gu Yuan, this meal was exceptionally long and agonizing.

He almost counted down the time, and only when the head of the delegation, Shakti, expressed his hospitality again and took his leave did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Stepping out of the tavern, I took a deep breath of the cool night air.

"What a formidable opponent."

Gu Yuan muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.

Freya's sudden appearance, though perhaps just a coincidence, could very well be after me, a soul from another world.

I hope I won't have to go through something like what Bell did.

The thought of it sends chills down my spine: altering the memories of hundreds of thousands of people just to take a favorite child into his possession—we need to be careful. If discovered, he must leave this world immediately.

Inside the tavern, Freya took a small sip of her drink, gazing at the empty entrance, her beautiful face displaying an even more alluring and captivating smile.

The seeds have been sown—what surprises will you give me next time, my dear—Gu Yuan?

She put down her glass, leaving behind several fares far exceeding the cost of the drink, and quietly disappeared into the adoring gazes of the patrons still captivated by her charm.

Night had fallen, and the streets were becoming increasingly deserted.

Freya's image and that meaningful look kept replaying in Gu Yuan's mind—

suddenly!

An extremely subtle yet malevolent killing intent erupted from the shadows of the alleyway behind!

A figure moved with lightning speed, rushing straight for Gu Yuan's back!

The attack was fierce and clearly aimed to kill, but it also seemed to be deliberately controlling the energy fluctuations to avoid causing too much of a commotion.

Although Gu Yuan was distracted, his instincts, honed through life-and-death experiences, far surpassed those of ordinary people.

Without even turning around, he grabbed the attacker's ankle with a swift backhand!

The moment he touched the other party, he sensed their power level—top-tier Lv5! But the thought only flashed through his mind.

"Hmph!" Gu Yuan snorted coldly, exerted force with his arm, twisted his waist, and suddenly snatched the attacker up like a chain ball!

The figure was completely unable to resist this enormous force. The cry of alarm was blocked in the throat by the wind pressure. The whole person turned into a blurry black shadow and was hurled away by Gu Yuan with an almost exaggerated brute force!

Whoosh—Bang! Boom!

The figure vanished instantly into the night sky, and in the distance, a series of loud crashes as buildings were smashed through could be faintly heard before silence fell. It was unknown how many kilometers away the figure had been thrown.

"Mr. Gu?!" Alexie and Ryu finally realized what was happening and immediately drew their swords in alert.

"It's alright now." Gu Yuan shook his hand, his brows furrowed. "They were probably after me. They're likely remnants of the dark faction; they're quite bold."

His doubts remained, and he said to Liu, "You all go back first and strengthen the guard. I'll go check and make sure to confirm the identity of the attackers and whether they are alive or dead."

Before he finished speaking, he had already sped off like an arrow in the direction where the shadow had disappeared.

After several takeoffs and landings, Gu Yuan arrived at the predicted landing area.

This is a scene of ruins, seemingly the remains of an attack launched by the dark faction, which has not yet been cleared.

However, apart from the collapsed bricks and wooden beams, there was no one at the scene.

Only a faint smell of blood and fluctuations of battle aura remained in the air, proving that someone had indeed been slammed down here. "They escaped?" Gu Yuan's sharp eyes swept across the surroundings, his senses fully activated, but he found nothing more.

The opponent either possesses extremely high stealth skills, or they used some means of survival or teleportation the moment they were thrown away.

Meanwhile, several blocks away, in a dark corner.

Alan Fromor leaned against the cold wall, barely supporting his body.

He coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his beastly eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

He looked down at his slightly trembling arms and the inner armor he was wearing, which had almost been torn apart by the rough fall.

"What—are you kidding me—that guy's strength—is almost on par with Ota's—and his speed is even—"

He recalled the feeling of helplessness when his ankle was grabbed, and the irresistible force of the throw, and a chill ran down his spine.

"That's really Level 4?! A monster—it's an absolute monster!"

He finally understood why Ota had said those things, and why the goddess was so concerned.

This is completely beyond common sense!

Deeper into Orario, Erebus quietly returned to his temporary base.

The playful smile that was usually on his face had faded considerably, replaced by a hint of weariness and gloom.

After two days of investigation, he still had no clue how his identity had been exposed, which made him extremely unhappy.

But he did not leave empty-handed; he tossed three light cloaks, shimmering as if woven from lightning, onto the table.

"The Thunder Spirit Cloak."

Erebus said to Valetta Greider, who was waiting there, "It will greatly reduce the power of lightning magic. Wear it."

Valetta picked up a cloak with disdain, pouting, "It's hideous! I don't want to wear this thing—"

"Put them on!" Erebus's voice suddenly turned cold, his gaze sharp as a knife. "Do you want to end up like Simon, unable to withstand even a single lightning spell and turning into charred remains?"

"Or do you think your head is harder than his warhammer?"

Valetta, intimidated by his imposing manner, reluctantly shut her mouth and put on the cloak.

"Tomorrow's plan cannot fail. You are the key commander; don't let me down."

Erebus's tone softened slightly, but remained icy. "Remember your task, Valetta."

Valetta touched the newly acquired orogen longsword at her waist, then felt the faint magical fluctuations of the lightning spirit cloak on her body, a glint of cruelty and fear flashing in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, stop nagging."

Erebus's tone softened, but remained cold: "Remember your duties, Vareta."

Valetta touched the newly acquired orogen longsword at her waist, then felt the faint magical fluctuations of the lightning spirit cloak on her body, a glint of cruelty and fear flashing in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, stop nagging."

She snorted and turned to make her final preparations before attacking.

As night deepened, beneath Orario's seemingly calm surface, undercurrents surged to their limit.

The countdown to destruction ticked away.

A chaotic battle is about to break out.

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