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And when her figure completely disappeared, Esther spoke in a ethereal voice.

"That girl has a deep connection with the elves."

The elves that Esther mentioned are exactly the fairy spirits that the adventurers in this world call.

"Ah..." Roland nodded in understanding. "She is the offspring of an immortal. There is nothing we can do about it."

"Heir?"

Esther, who had been expressionless all this time, suddenly raised her head and looked up at Roland with a curious look.

"Can immortal spirits also have offspring?"

Fairies are pure creatures, often composed of a single element; therefore, this race has no ability to reproduce.

"I'm not very clear about the process, but after all, she is the fairy who is responsible for delivering miracles. If this situation really happens, it is not impossible. Just like Esther always thought that she would never be contracted again, didn't she also meet me?"

Esther looked at Roland thoughtfully, then raised her pretty and childish face and looked at him.

"Then, can Esther also have children with the master?"

"Eh?"

Roland's face froze, and he stared at Esther, then gave a helpless smile.

"At least we have to wait until we really find that method. Although I have similar technology, it is not mature. But why does Esther think so?"

"Because this is proof that Esther belongs to the master," Esther's voice was still clear when she mentioned this, but a blush appeared unconsciously on her cold face.

"Ester is the sword that belongs to the master. It is the master's property. The girl has both immortal and human blood in her body. This is the best proof of the eternal contract between the master and the servant."

"Then wait with hope, Esther."

As if coaxing a child, Roland placed his hands on her soft silver hair and stroked it gently.

"Well……"

Although she didn't seem satisfied with Roland's answer, Esther, whose head was being pressed, narrowed her eyes and lowered her head in satisfaction.

It’s so easy to handle…

Roland looked at Esther with a smile and glanced around casually.

Because a large area of ​​the guild, which was a symbol of order, had been cut down, a large number of adventurers outside had blocked all exits in groups of three or five, and were tentatively looking into the guild.

As Roland's deeds became more and more outrageous, no one in the clan dared to be the first to invite Roland.

Even the receptionist who re-entered the guild and began to count the remaining pieces only dared to look at Roland with awe, but did not dare to approach.

But Roland seemed to be unaware of what he had done. He held Esther's hand and greeted Aegina in a familiar manner.

"Ms. Aina, you're back. I'm sorry for ruining the guild like this."

"Anyway, Loki's family has already assumed all responsibilities and compensation," Aegina still felt a little embarrassed.

"It's all because of my mistake that you were involuntarily exposed to the public. You clearly didn't intend to join the clan. Now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to avoid those gods..."

"It's okay, I changed my mind."

Roland didn't care. "Going to the dungeon without grace is just a means, not an end. Now, I have received the gaze of the gods and the awe of the adventurers. Naturally, this is the time and that is the time."

"If that's the case...Loki is planning to gather the gods she's familiar with tonight. She specifically asked me to send you this invitation if you want to choose a family."

-

"Is this here?"

Roland looked at the invitation in his hand. There was nothing in it except a place name.

—The hostess of abundance.

This is a two-story pub that looks very ordinary. It is a good place to relieve stress after Happy Street. There are many such buildings in Orario, and it is also the place where most information is circulated and transmitted.

However, since this tavern was favored by Loki's family, it must have its own characteristics.

"welcome."

Roland pushed open the door and entered the store. Just after coming out from the counter, a middle-aged woman holding several exaggerated wine glasses in one hand, who looked to be in her forties, greeted people skillfully. When she saw Roland, her eyes fixed.

"The guests who booked in have arrived. Prepare to clear the place."

"No, Aunt Mia!"

When the regular customers who were sharing the table heard the news, they subconsciously complained, but what they got in return was a blunt retort from the female owner.

"This is a party hosted by Loki's family. Only the Lord God will attend. Except for the special guests, everyone else should behave themselves."

"Oh……"

Seeing Roland with black hair and red eyes, and the exquisite Esther, combined with today's rumors, the regulars naturally would not get into trouble with such things, and walked out complaining.

"So it was him... There's nothing we can do about it."

"He is the Sword Hero after all... My Lord God ran out excitedly when he heard the news."

Sword Hero?

Roland, who unceremoniously found a chair and sat down, was stunned when he heard the idle chatter of the guests who had left.

"Is it weird?"

The shop owner came over after putting away the wine glasses and said with a smile, "Your name has spread all over Orario, the sword hero with fairy spirit. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Loki's family admitted the defeat of the sword princess, I'm afraid many people would still refuse to believe the authenticity of this news."

"Well, great hero, welcome to my tavern. What would you like to order?"

Roland looked inside the store. As the customers left, several pretty shop assistants dressed in Victorian-era maid dresses gathered together, poking their heads out curiously and sizing her up.

"It's funny to hear the word 'condescend' coming from a level 6. You are all level 4 adventurers or above. Why don't you go to the dungeon to make a name for yourself and come here to work? Your train of thought is really similar to the guys I met before."

The female shop owner's expression froze when her true colors were exposed, and she laughed.

"As expected of you, you are the Sword Hero. You have a good eye. But we are just a group of guys who have retired and are keeping each other company. How can we compare with a rising star like you who is destined to achieve great things?"

"You're really unconvincing. You guys can be a main force without any problems, right? There aren't many Familiars in Orario that are stronger than you."

"It's just a coincidence... Besides, I don't specifically look for special people with unspeakable secrets to take in. For example, the poster girl in our store is a genuine ordinary person. Xier, come and entertain this hero!"

Aunt Mia greeted, and a cute voice came over.

The girl holding a tray walked out of the kitchen and looked at Roland in confusion. She had dark but shiny long light gray hair, eyes that matched the hair, and skin as white and delicate as cream. She was naturally pretty and cute, and looked like a girl next door.

"This one is even more important..."

Roland's mouth twitched, he raised his head, and a flash of deep red appeared in his pupils.

She took light steps, quickly glanced at Esther who was beside Roland, and came to Roland with a friendly smile.

"What do you want, sir?"

Chapter 119 Freya's Loss of Control

"What would Esther like to eat?"

Although he knew that the waiter in front of him was a goddess in human skin, Roland was not afraid. If the goddess was really possessed by a demon, the worst that could happen was that he would just explode his positive side and kill her clan and herself before the matter spread.

He casually handed the menu to Esther, allowing the curious elf to point to a few items on the menu at random.

"Please wait."

After noting down Esther's choice, Xier smiled sweetly at Roland and left quickly.

Even the most vigilant person would not be overly wary of such a sweet and well-behaved girl.

Not long after, the person who came out to deliver the food was not Xier, but another elf girl with light green hair. She held the noodle food that spread upward from the bottom of the tray and was as high as Roland's face, and placed it in front of Roland.

"Please enjoy."

Although she looked like an icy beauty with a very cold expression on her face, the elf girl's eyes couldn't help but relax a little when she looked at Esther and Roland.

"Although Aunt Mia can be a bit off-topic sometimes, she really doesn't mean any harm. Please forgive her for her offense."

"It's okay. I chose the title of hero myself. It would be inappropriate for me to get angry because of a teasing."

Roland smiled brightly and said nonchalantly.

"Hero?"

When the elf girl mentioned this word, a hint of sadness appeared in her eyes, but she quickly adjusted her mood.

"My name is Lu Leon. Can you tell me your name?"

"My name is Roland. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't know my name today. Soon, this name will spread throughout Orario, and by then, you will be tired of hearing it."

"No... I can never hear enough legends about heroes."

Facing Roland's boasting, Liu flatly rejected it, and a smile subconsciously appeared on her cold and delicate face.

"Then you can look forward to it."

Roland smiled confidently and chatted with Liu casually for a few words. Then he picked up the fork in front of him and was about to taste the food from another world when a strange feeling made him freeze unconsciously.

A gaze descended from the sky and fell on Roland with a scrutinizing look.

Even though he had never seen that person in person, Roland could still feel the burning gaze.

Desire, madness, admiration.

This kind of emotion was completely different from the warmth of Medea and Esther. She was too hot, as if she wanted to burn both herself and Roland. It was even a compliment to describe it as morbid, but it was different from Kotomine Kirei's fanaticism.

If I had to say, although Roland had no such experience, the look from a stalker or pervert multiplied a million times would probably be about the same.

Just as Roland raised his head and was about to look back, that sight suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"The goddess at the Tower of Babel? Isn't she only interested in pure souls?"

Roland frowned, somewhat puzzled. It was not surprising that he was targeted. After all, it was normal for the Holy Lord's noble soul to be attractive.

But there was something wrong with that morbid admiration, especially the look of reluctance and acceptance. Even though Roland noticed that she was noticing it, she took it back on her own initiative, as if she was hinting at something.

What went wrong?

Quietly looking at the spire towering into the sky outside the window, Roland fell into deep thought.

-

In the entire labyrinth city of Orario, the most central area is the Tower of Babel built above the dungeon. There is no taller building in the entire world than this.

Before the gods came, the prototype of this tower had already been erected. After all, the monsters in the dungeon are all strange life forms. Although they can be eliminated, they will also reproduce on the ground. In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of destroying one batch and then a new batch coming, people at that time built towers to prevent the invasion of monsters in the dungeon.

As the only open passage in and out of the dungeon, it also plays a very crucial role. In addition to the guild's public facilities for the convenience of adventurers, many commercial families will also open shops here to sell various props.

The highest floors will be provided by the guild for some main gods to live in.

As for the conditions, they are also very simple. All you need is a powerful family. After all, it is a place that overlooks the entire Orario. If the management of the netherworld is compared to a game, then only the strongest players in the entire server are qualified to live in.

In all of Orario, apart from the Loki Familia who prefer to stay with their own Familia, only one other Familia has this qualification.

Freya's family.

Among the many gods in the lower world, this one is also quite heavyweight. After all, although the divine power is sealed, the essence of the gods cannot be completely concealed.

A god who is good at forging can make magical weapons beyond imagination. A god who is good at agriculture can easily cultivate fertile fields that transcend the ages. As the goddess of love and beauty, Freya naturally possesses the innate ability to charm.

Just by making a beckoning, even gods would be moved by this beauty and would do their best, even being able to change other people's memories.

Relying on this ability, Freya, who was able to get along with everyone, quickly stood at the top of the clan. If she herself was not really interested in running the clan, her clan would have been even stronger.

But at this moment, this stunning goddess just stood in front of the mirror, looking at her own reflection.

Slender and delicate limbs, tall and perfect devilish figure, a temperament as mature as a peach, and a beautiful face that is enough to make people lose their minds.

Freya always maintained a beautiful look at all times, but now, she was clinging to the mirror, missing the shadow that had just appeared on the mirror.

Her beautiful face was flushed, and her enchanting eyes were filled with utter madness.

"what……"

At this moment, Freya seemed to be stimulated. She kept moaning, her whole body trembling, and she kept gasping for breath, as if she was experiencing great pain.

In addition to her ability to charm, when sealed, Freya also has eyes that can see through the essence of souls.

Freya loved the brilliance in the souls of the people in the underworld. She had originally just wanted to take the rising hero as her lover on a whim, but she did not expect to receive such a surprise.

"What a foul malice...what a chaotic nature,"

Although that soul was very noble, Freya was certain that it was the exact opposite of a god. Even if all the evil in the world were gathered together, they could not even match a tiny bit of that sin and desire.