Chapter 529 You Don’t Want Money, and You Don’t Want Women Either?

Freya stretched lazily in front of the door, revealing her slender waist and the deep scar on her chest, and replied with a smile:

"It's rare for a busy man like you to have time to communicate with them privately. As an outsider, I must avoid it."

"Outsiders? From what you said, there is something behind your words." Luo En frowned.

"You don't know yet? The three of them will be your full-time maids in the future, responsible for taking care of your food, clothing, and daily life, and...warming your bed."

Freya blinked and said with a teasing smile,

"It's better to communicate with them in advance, so that they won't be too nervous and can't open their legs when you want to use them."

Hearing such a vulgar ridicule, Luo En's face darkened.

Since Freya changed her job to the God of Love, although she still looks cold and elegant in front of others, she is becoming more and more like a female gangster in private.

Lorne rolled his eyes at Freya and snorted:

"Odin's order?"

"Hmm."

Freya made a pleasant nasal sound, the meaning was self-evident.

Lorne raised his hand to rub his temple, frowned and asked:

"What about Brunhilde?"

"She was not doing a good job, and has been sent to the Iron Forest to guard the Northern Wall."

Freya answered casually, with a trace of pity in her eyes.

Lorne pinched his eyebrows and sighed helplessly.

So many years have passed, and Odin is still the same old man who uses people forward and does not use people backward.

Seeing Brunhilde return empty-handed and did not complete the task as he ordered, he turned his face directly, threw his own daughter to the North to suffer, and sent three other Valkyries to serve.

Among them, there is even his own granddaughter.

Too utilitarian and too simple in human touch, this is Odin's advantage, but also Odin's disadvantage.

"Let the three of them go back. I have my own hands and feet, so I don't need them to take care of me."

Lorne waved his hand and ordered.

"You want them to accompany Brunhilde?" Freya asked back.

Lorne rubbed his sore temples, a little distressed: "Can't I be left alone?"

"Who told you to run around as soon as you woke up, flirting with the queen of the elves, the princess of the courtyard, and the princess of the dwarves along the way, and refusing to go back to Asa. Seeing you getting closer and closer, how can Odin feel at ease?"

Freya said teasingly,

"Anyway, you are already unclear with those women, so these few are not a big deal."

"What if I insist on refusing?"

Freya did not answer directly, but asked meaningfully:

"You said, if a person has the weight to shake the Nine Realms, but is not greedy for money and not lustful, what does he want?"

Lorne was silent, obviously knowing the answer.

This is not a competition for selecting moral role models. The more he behaves incompatible with the gods of Asgard and has no desire for money and beauty, the easier it is to be misunderstood as "having great ambitions".

And a person who is free from vulgarity and has no weaknesses must be a great threat to the ruler.

- Especially when he has the ability to overturn the table.

Therefore, if he wants to make the gods of Asgard headed by Odin relax, the best way is to defile himself and reveal one or two bad habits.

Forget it, Odin's olive branch is about to smoke, so just accept it.

Just take it as fulfilling the duties of the commander of the Valkyrie Corps and teaching these juniors.

After preparing himself mentally, Lorne did not mention the return of the goods, but asked Freya:

"The Heart of the Mountains is in your possession?"

"You mean this?"

Under Lorne's gaze, Freya reached into the deep trench and fumbled for a while, and took out a gemstone the size of an egg, which was shining with colorful light.

At this time, the gemstone had been inlaid on a crystal necklace, becoming the most shining jewelry on Freya's body, adding a bit of dignity and luxury to the goddess of love and beauty.

Lorne's face darkened, and he complained:

"You're quite quick. I haven't even touched the things you gave me, but you've already put them on?"

"What do you mean yours or mine? This is everyone's. I've made a great contribution to saving the old dwarf king's son from the underworld. What's wrong with wearing it for a few days?"

Freya retorted unhappily, and glanced at Lorne,

"And don't forget that Iden was able to sleep with you because of my great efforts."

"If you hadn't said it, I would have forgotten."

Lorne's face darkened, and he snorted coldly,

"Thanks to you, Odin is almost a pimp, and he's in a hurry to give me women."

"Giving you women is better than giving you gold and silver treasures, or just a knife, right?"

"You mean, I should thank you."

"You're welcome. I've received the gift."

Freya replied with a smile, playing with the Arkenstone lovingly.

Loen extended his hand without hesitation:

"You wish, give it back to me!"

"No!"

Freya immediately shook her head and refused, stuffed the Arkenstone into her arms, and turned back to the bedroom.

Seeing that the other party was determined to die, Loen walked into the house and compromised helplessly:

"How about this, you give me the Arkenstone. Later, I will be responsible for the design, and the dwarves will be responsible for forging, using the finest gold to make a more exquisite piece of jewelry for you."

In Norse mythology, both the Queen of Gods Frigga and the Goddess of Love Freya have a mysterious love for gold and jewelry made of gold.

In another time and space, they also left a lot of black history about gold.

Throwing out such a bait, Freya will definitely take the bait.

And sure enough, after hearing the conditions, Freya nodded happily:

"Okay, I can give you the things. But the Arkenstone is much more valuable than gold. One piece of jewelry is not enough. You have to do me another favor."

"What?"

"Let me win once."

As soon as the voice fell, Freya untied the belt around her waist, and the loose silk nightgown slipped off her shoulders, revealing a body that perfectly conformed to the golden ratio.

Under the bright moonlight, the goddess of love and beauty walked barefoot to the man she had never defeated, pushed him onto the bed, and ordered in a joking tone:

"Lie down obediently, I want to be on top."

Seeing that his former defeated opponent vowed to ride on him and avenge his previous shame, the corners of Loen's mouth twitched:

"You plan to win like this?"

"Is there anything wrong? I am the god of love, and the duel is of course on the bed."

Freya answered seriously, looking at the opponent struggling and retreating on the bed, she felt an inexplicable pleasure in her heart.

Although after repeated defeats, she learned from her mistakes and changed her job from a Valkyrie to a god of love, embracing the most powerful life and reproduction power of the Vanir.

But before she could completely complete the transformation of her godhood, her old rival ran away in advance and disappeared for hundreds of years.

After finally reuniting, Freya was depressed to find that her proud charm did not charm this old opponent and make him fall at her feet.

She thought the other party didn't like women, so she sent the least feminine bean sprout Eden to try.

As a result, the dwarf bean sprout was eaten.

Such an experience is a great shame for a goddess in charge of love and beauty.

You don't eat a good meal, but you have a special liking for a bean sprout?

You want to use the jewelry I like to seduce other women?

If I don't sleep with you today, won't my suffering for so many years be in vain? Isn't it in vain to be the god of love?

Freya sniffed the female body fragrance mixed with a hint of cold charm on someone, counting the huge sunk costs she invested in the early stage, as well as the humiliating scenes of the past, her silver teeth almost broke, and decisively tore off the clothes that looked annoying.

Seeing that the Valkyrie seemed to really want to fight him in close combat to decide the winner, Lorne, who felt troubled, had a headache and subconsciously wanted to throw this crazy woman off him.

Unexpectedly, a faint whisper came into his ears:

"You didn't touch Brunhilde even when she climbed onto the bed, and you didn't like the three newly sent Valkyries, but you kept flirting with the little girls from the courtyard, dwarves, and elves. If you want my stepfather and mother to sleep well, you have to choose one of the three gifts from Asgard, right? If you still want to maintain the fragile balance at the moment, you'd better not refuse."

Lorne paused, and stopped trying to push Freya's arm away, feeling both amused and helpless.

Sure enough, as his connection with the Nordic world continued to deepen, every move he made would more or less affect his fate.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have been soft-hearted and stood up and slept with Eden and Galadriel. It was really asking for trouble.

Lorne scolded himself in annoyance, and at the same time, he was more determined to find the three goddesses of fate as soon as possible.

Seeing that the wild horse under her crotch stopped resisting, Freya showed a smug smile on her face, took a deep breath, and started the formal taming work.

But soon, Freya found that she had fallen into two misunderstandings:

Rich theoretical knowledge does not mean strong actual combat power;

Strong physical fitness does not mean that the mental will is up to standard.

"Still... not well yet?"

Looking at the wild horse that was still full of energy and showed no signs of fatigue after several hours of rounds, female Freya gritted her silver teeth, her voice trembled, and her face looked a little ugly.

She never thought that this conquest would take so long.

Moreover, the feeling was completely different from what was written in the book, as cruel as using a saw to tear the body in half again and again.

Sure enough, the books are all lies!

Looking at Freya who looked deceived, Loen also grinned and complained in his heart.

Nonsense! You came up with a mountain of pressure, moving faster and more violently than a full-powered building shaker, as if you had a deep hatred for me. If I wasn't strong, my pelvis would have been broken by you.

Seeing that Freya refused to admit defeat, she gritted her teeth, and a surging golden divine fire ignited all over her body, ready to start the second round of attack.

Loen's eyes almost popped out. For the sake of his pelvis, he quickly threw Freya down and said:

"Stop! Let me do it! Let me teach you what real combat is!"

Freya didn't want to give up the initiative, but she soon experienced the enjoyment she had never had before from the passive.

Finally, after the first extreme, the woman let go of the obsession with taming and victory, and chose to let the horse run freely, allowing this dominant horse to take her to the top of the peak in bumps and bumps, and appreciate the infinite scenery at the top.

But gradually, simple passivity could no longer satisfy Freya's heart full of curiosity. She gave up the primary battlefield that had become a floor full of sawdust, and drove her fierce horse to turn the entire room into her galloping territory.

As a result, the tables, chairs, floors, and walls were all left with messy and hearty traces of battle.

Freya became more and more popular, and even felt the urge to break through the small cage in front of her, allowing the war to spread to the courtyard.

As an action-oriented person with strong execution, she naturally did whatever she wanted, and decisively raised her hands and pulled open the closed door.

In an instant, the bright moonlight passed through the door and sprinkled into the house, reflecting the original and wild scene.

At the same time, a lilac streamer light fell into the courtyard. Winter and the hunting god in hunting suits and deerskin boots were a coincidence that they met the two people in the house.

The three sides and six eyes face each other, and the air seemed to solidify at this moment.

Finally, after some time, Freya reacted first, slapped her forehead, feeling a little annoyed.

The warning techniques and defensive magic that were originally arranged in the yard were completely destroyed in the previous battle, and afterwards, the three Valkyrie gods who were responsible for guarding the darkness were also sent away. Therefore, this place has become an unguarded area and is easily touched by outsiders.

Feeling that the outsider's gaze was still there on someone behind her and the Akanbao Diamond on her body, Freya suddenly realized it.

The next moment, the Valkyrie, who had never experienced the taste of victory in someone, smiled evilly and decisively began to counterattack in public.

Moreover, all the fighting skills he had just learned were used on a teacher behind him.

Caught off guard, Loren gasped and the solid dam completely collapsed.

Looking at the Taurus plot that was performed face to face, Scarty's face turned green.

What made her even more broken was that the aura on the man's body did not change, but the face seemed to have been uncovered with a long-term veil, showing a certain feeling of familiarity.

She's seen this face!

As the distorted cognition fog in his brain completely dissipated, Scarty's face turned dark and the name was squeezed out from the gaps of her teeth.

“—Loki!”

Seeing Scarty's gaze that wanted to kill, Lorne complained in his heart.

When fighting with Freya at close range, of course it is impossible to continue to maintain illusions such as cognitive distortion.

But who would have thought that Scarty came over by chance and hit him directly.

Moreover, it was when he and Freya were fighting the most intensely.

At this time, Scarty looked at someone who had deceived her along the way and commented disdainfully:

"You are indeed the one who can lie the most among the nine realms."

After saying that, she turned around and walked into the shadows in the corner of the wall, and a ripples of darkness swept, swallowing her figure.

The fate of this groove...

Luo En secretly complained, feeling depressed.

Once there are too many coincidences, it is often not a coincidence. There is no doubt that the invisible and intangible [Destiny] is exerting force behind the scenes.

I'm cheating on different ways, right? The local law of fate is so rude!

When I find the Three Goddess of Destiny, I will let you know how powerful the foreigners are!

洛恩心中发狠之余，却不免有些无奈。

出了这档子事，斯卡蒂对他的感观无疑降到了冰点，愿不愿意帮他继续寻找命运三女神的踪迹还两说。

而如果没猜错的话，想必这也是【命运】给他挖坑的另一个原因。

——一旦感知到敌意和针对，【命运】会自动地进行干扰和拦截，将事情的轨迹拨转到有利于自己的一方。

——This is what is called [destiny for the body].

如果没有斯卡蒂的帮忙，接下来也不知道该从哪查起。

正当洛恩苦恼之际，一枚温热而坚硬的物体扔到了他的手中。

"What are you doing while standing there? Why don't you chase me?"

芙蕾雅一边愉快地伸着懒腰，一边笑眯眯地提醒。

洛恩将那枚自己卖身得来的阿肯宝石揣进怀里，白了芙蕾雅一眼，最终选择纵身飞向夜空。

刚才斯卡蒂只动嘴没动手，就说明事情还没到不可收拾的地步。

Try it with Akanbao Diamond, maybe this goddess of winter can help.