Chapter 467 It will break
Outside the window, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the night is filled with darkness.
The tranquil scenery combined with the soft lighting of the fluorite lamps creates an ambiguous atmosphere.
However, facing a table full of delicious food and amber honey wine, Freya felt very uncomfortable. Her tall and graceful body twisted restlessly, her skin took on a strange rose color, her two straight thighs trembled slightly, and the veins on the hand resting on the table bulged, as if she was enduring some unspeakable emotion.
"Chicken soup is here~!"
With a brisk voice, Lorne took out a steaming clay pot from the kitchen stove and placed it on the dining table.
Open the lid and a rich aroma fills the air. The snow-white and crystal-clear chicken floats in the golden thick soup, embellished with wild vegetables and mushrooms, which is very appetizing.
But Freya subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at him any longer.
Seeing that the guest had no intention of eating, Luo En immediately served a bowl of chicken soup and "kindly" handed it over:
"This is all for you, you're welcome!"
Don’t be polite!
Seeing that she couldn't dodge, Freya cursed inwardly, raised her pretty face full of blush, and complained angrily:
"You are so despicable. You actually...actually, put drugs in the food..."
Before she could say a few words, this brave and warlike Valkyrie was half-lying down beside the dining table, panting, her chest heaving.
However, facing the accusations of the diners, Lorne, who cooked the meal himself, was even more angry:
"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air? When have I ever done such a thing?"
“Stop it!”
Freya lay on the table, panting heavily, and spoke through gritted teeth.
"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 Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, Lorne decisively picked up the cutlery to prove himself.
"You said I drugged you? I'll take it and show you!"
Freya was stunned when she saw that Loen tasted every dish without blushing or breathing hard.
How could this happen? This shouldn't happen...
Could it be that I really blamed him wrongly?
Just as the Valkyrie was in self-doubt, a sarcastic snort came from the other side:
"Before you blame others, think about your own problems first. Have you behaved properly over the years? Is your mentality healthy enough?"
Freya's eyes suddenly cleared up, as if she realized something, and she immediately lifted up her shirt. The blood-colored divine seal of compulsion appeared on her lower abdomen, and a faint glow flowed.
It’s really not the food’s problem, but her problem.
but……
Freya stared at the opposite side, gritting her teeth:
"What did you do to me again?"
“This one?”
Lorne smiled and explained sincerely,
"In order to let you enjoy the food to your heart's content, I have used a technique to connect your sense of taste with certain other senses."
"Can eating be like this?"
Having found the problem, Freya's eyes blazed with fire and her silver teeth chattered.
"Then I really want to thank you!"
"You're welcome. It's my duty. I'm just being responsible to the customers and the food."
Loen answered seriously, not feeling ashamed but proud.
Freya went a little crazy when she saw the other party's shameless appearance.
What chef could cook a meal that would make people eat like this?
But Freya obviously did not have the ability to pry into other people's thoughts. She forced herself to stand up from her seat with her soft and hot body, just wanting to end this torturous dinner party early.
But a smiling face came over and cut off her escape route:
"Eat, why not?"
"I'm stuffed……"
Freya answered with a dry cough, her eyes evasive.
When Luo En heard this, his smiling face suddenly turned dark, and his voice became higher:
"What do you mean? You don't want to eat? Then why did you ask me to prepare so much?"
"I didn't..."
"The 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 I meant!
"I hate people who don't keep their promises. As a dignified Warner Valkyrie, you must keep your word."
Lorne glanced at Freya and said with a fake smile,
"Are you going to do it yourself, or do you want me to help?"
Freya looked at the food and drinks on the table, which were enough to feed a mammoth, and she felt like crying.
Although she wanted to refuse, but thinking of the divine seal that forced her to do something, she could only sit down with tears in her eyes, picked up the fork, and began to eat with a tragic look on her face.
And every time you swallow a mouthful of food or take a sip of wine, all kinds of pleasure bloom on your taste buds.
Hold on, it will pass.
Freya comforted herself as she raised her fork, stuffed the food into her throat and swallowed it in big gulps, wanting to end this torture as soon as possible.
Finally, most of the food on the table was eaten up.
"Look how greedy you are. Eat slowly. There are plenty of ingredients in the kitchen. I added a few more dishes for you."
After hearing these considerate words, Freya watched someone bring out a plate of charcoal-grilled beef legs thicker than her head from the kitchen. Her eyes went dark, and she could no longer hold on. She slid down from her seat with a plop, wailing helplessly:
"I can't eat anymore. I really can't eat anymore..."
Lorne remained unmoved. He helped Freya up with a smile and said the most destructive words in a gentle tone:
"Don't worry, eat slowly, I'm not in a hurry."
The Valkyrie was filled with regret as her attempt to make peace failed.
Knowing that this bastard's torture methods are extremely cruel, why would you bother him?
But now that things have come to this, she can only obey and submit. Otherwise, if this guy takes coercive measures, her fate will probably be even worse.
Realizing that she could not escape this torture, Freya sat back in her chair with tears in her eyes, picked up the cutlery, and began to eat with pain and joy.
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The next morning, the house was in a mess.
The once heroic Warner Valkyrie, with her swollen watermelon belly, lay dead on the cold floor, with empty eyes and disheveled hair. She was like a skinned frog, placed on a test bench, and subjected to repeated electrotherapy stimulation.
"After you've digested it, remember to clean up here."
Lorne wiped his hands, walked out of the kitchen, and gave casual instructions.
Freya turned her head stiffly.
This demon...
As the door creaked shut, the figure walked away. Freya, who was lying dead on the floor, clenched her fists as she looked at the faintly glowing dark red runes on her lower abdomen.
No, if this goes on, I will be tortured to death by that bastard sooner or later!
As a Valkyrie of the Warner clan, she died in this way...
Freya couldn't help but shudder, and a strong fear arose in her heart.
That's really embarrassing.
But she was no match for that guy in a head-on fight, and now she had been planted with the forced divine seal. Not to mention fighting him, even if she had the thought of resisting, she would probably be dealt with by him.
Freya pondered for a while, her eyes flickering faintly.
The Vanir gods are born with powerful life power, and this power is manifested in two aspects for female gods.
First, it brings excellent physical qualities, making the host a qualified warrior;
The second is related to divinity such as love, reproduction, etc., which makes the host have a strong attraction to the opposite sex and give birth to better bloodlines.
As a 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 approach doesn’t work, we can only try the soft approach.
For example, make full use of your feminine charm to conquer the guy psychologically and make him kneel at her feet.
Thinking of the humiliation in the past, Freya gritted her teeth, hardened her heart, and decisively transformed the nature of her divine power.
In the dim hall, the golden light gradually faded and a charming pink hue filled the air.
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At the same time, Loen, who was completely unaware of this, stretched lazily and walked comfortably on the way to the cellar.
In order to thoroughly "feed" Freya, who had been a little jumpy recently, and teach this woman a lesson, he almost used up all the ingredients in the kitchen and made a large number of dishes.
But after working all night, although he successfully "filled" Freya up, he didn't get to eat a single bite of the hot food.
Now that he had some free time, Loen felt really tired and couldn't help but want to go to the cellar to get some food and drinks to reward himself.
However, when he arrived at the cellar, a row of small footprints caught his attention.
Judging from the style of the shoes and the depth of the footprints, they don’t belong to Holo or Hela.
At the same time, there were bursts of rustling sounds coming from the cellar.
"Who? Come out!"
Loen's eyes turned cold and he immediately kicked open the half-open cellar door and shouted loudly.
The thunderous echo rolled and reverberated in the cellar. A petite figure in the corner shuddered, and the wine jar in her hand fell to the ground and shattered, and the golden wine spilled everywhere.
"Oh, my mead..."
The petite figure came to her senses and looked at the broken wine jar on the ground. She felt so distressed at the scene that she almost cried out.
"It's my mead!"
Lorne snorted in correction, then activated the fluorite lamp embedded in the stone wall of the cellar and looked at the thief in the corner who had dared to steal from him.
Unexpectedly, this was a little girl who was only about 1.2 meters tall, shorter than Hela who was less than ten years old.
Her long golden hair, like ripe wheat ears, was tied into two loose ponytails. Her pure eyes were like a pair of pure sapphires. Her nervous and confused little face reminded Loen of a frightened deer lost in the forest.
Luo En frowned: "Whose child are you? What are you doing here?"
"I, I live here..."
The blonde girl stammered in response, shrinking nervously into the shadows.
There was a small bed that had just been made with straw and leaves, the length of which was just right for the little girl's figure.
Why are you still making a nest here?
Luo En's face darkened, and he snorted unhappily:
“This is my home!”
"Peng, my friend asked me to come..."
The little girl answered timidly, looking somewhat confused and aggrieved.
friend?
Luo En was slightly stunned, then spoke tentatively:
"Hela? Holo?"
"I don't know what they are called..."
"One of them has brown-black hair and looks fierce, and the other has brown hair and a tail and wolf ears."
"Yes, that's them!"
The little girl nodded repeatedly, and her nervous little face relaxed slightly.
However, Lorne was full of doubts.
That's not right. Why hasn't he heard that those two girls have such friends outside?
Besides, what serious friend would be asked to live in a cellar?
There is a problem!
Luo En put on a gentle smile and spoke softly:
"Little sister, I'm Holo's father and Hela's teacher. It was just a misunderstanding. I'm sorry for scaring you."
"It's okay, it's okay, it's my fault!"
The little girl waved her hands repeatedly and took the responsibility obediently.
Luo En's expression softened a bit, and he asked casually:
"By the way, I still don't know your name."
"Iden, my name is Iden! I'm from Svartalfheim (Dwarf Country)!"
The little girl answered without hesitation, with a pure smile on her cute little face.
When Luo En heard this, he was stunned.
The goddess of youth, Eden? Why is it her?
In order to avoid making a mistake, Lorne asked again:
"Is your father's name Evald?"
The origin of the goddess of youth Idun is quite mysterious. She is not from the Aesir, but the daughter of the dwarf Ivald.
"Yeah~! You know him~!"
The little girl answered excitedly, patting her chest with a relieved smile on her face.
"It turns out that what they said was true. We really have known each other for a long time!"
Hearing this, Luo En's face turned even darker.
As an Aesir commander who had led several foreign wars, it was hard to say whether he knew Ivald, but one thing was certain, Hela and Holo definitely did not know the dwarf father and daughter.
After all, these two girls have hardly ever left the Heath Island in the courtyard, let alone wandered into the Dwarf Kingdom.
Luo En was full of doubts, but he remained calm on the surface and continued to talk to the innocent little girl in front of him:
"How did you two 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, so they treated me to delicious food and brought me here."
"Then why live in the cellar? There are plenty of rooms upstairs."
"They said it's quiet here and there's 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, Loen nodded stiffly, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
What thanks? What good friend?
This is just to fool kids who know nothing!
Who would bring their benefactor and good friend all the way from the Dwarf Country to the courtyard and then stuff him into their own cellar?
This is not repaying a favor at all, it is clearly abduction and kidnapping!
Well, instead of practicing sword skills and studying, he actually went to the dwarf country to engage in kidnapping business!
Hela, Holo, you have grown in ability!
"What about them? Where are they now?"
Lorne asked in a cold voice, his sinister eyes flickering faintly.
Eden looked embarrassed when he heard this, and spoke carefully:
"Can you please not punish them for what I told you? They are very kind to me."
Hearing this, Luo En looked at the extremely naive little Loli in front of him with pity, secretly complaining in his heart.
Kid, be more careful. Do you know that you were almost sold?
But then, he thought of the description of this goddess of youth in Norse mythology, and felt relieved.
——Eden is gentle and kind, and believes that everyone is a good person, and never really hates anyone. Even until the end, he was willing to believe that "Loki" was kind.
At this moment, the Nordic god of trickery, Loki, smiled and nodded, and promised Eden solemnly:
"Don't worry, I'm their teacher and father, how could I punish them?"
"Well, I tell you, they are drunk and are now resting in the cabin in the woods."
Eden, who had no doubt about it, gave a crisp answer.
Then, she saw that Loen's face suddenly turned gloomy, and his right hand skillfully pulled out a thick and long vine from the magic circle.
Seeing this, the little girl was stunned:
"Didn't you say that they wouldn't be punished?"
"Yes, this is love!"
Lorne answered seriously, his smile gradually twisting.
"It's just that my way of expressing love is quite special!"
As he said this, Lorne rushed towards the cabin in the woods with a vine in his hand, full of murderous intent.
Eden, who stayed in the cellar, was stunned when he heard the crackling sounds of whipping and the screams and cries of girls in the distance.
(End of this chapter)
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