"Da da--" Along with the crisp sound of high heels, the volume in the banquet hall also gradually decreased, and the originally bustling venue suddenly became quiet. But this does not mean that the atmosphere has become silent. From the eager gazes of the pairs of people and the gradually rising commotion, it can be seen that the atmosphere in the banquet hall is now reaching its peak. The much-anticipated silver-haired goddess walked into the venue with gentle steps. Her slim waist was set off by the evening dress, which made many male gods widen their eyes and look in her direction absentmindedly. Peerless beauty, pupils that are as clear as light, silver hair like moonfrost, and gorgeous ceremonial robes. With every gesture, she carries a beauty that cannot be matched by even the gods. Just standing there, she looks like a goddess who can enchant people's hearts and seems to carry the light of the entire world. "Bell, don't look..." Hermes subconsciously covered Bell next to him. As the goddess of beauty, Freya's natural charm will not disappear even if her divine power is sealed. Let alone a child from the lower world, even if she is a god, there are many Will be captured by Freya's beauty. He was certain that Bell, a pure soul with longing, must have been within Freya's hunting range in the past. However, before Roland beside him fell, he only had to warn Bell first. Roland also stared at Freya closely, but what appeared in his eyes was not intoxication or obsession, but deep curiosity.
Freya's appearance is indeed outstanding, but Roland doesn't think that his heart is particularly tough. After all, personality and soul are two different things. But at the current level, unless there is a contract like the spirit contract that directly affects him, any external force that affects his mind must first break through the shell called the beast on his body. This is a problem of nature. "Jun Roland, be careful of Freya! That guy likes to take heroes like you under his skirt. If you can't resist, just cover your eyes..." "At least trust me a little more." Roland touched Hestia's head angrily, and Hestia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he indeed looked as normal and did not look as lost as the others in the banquet hall. "Besides, this is not a problem that can be solved by covering your eyes or not. She has already walked towards us." "Trouble will not go away after all, hero, it's up to you." Loki showed a faint smile and forcibly pulled the stunned Ais behind him, leaving Roland to face the blazing gaze of the God of Beauty alone. Freya noticed Roland's gaze and began to move her steps bit by bit, as joyfully as a small animal welcoming its owner home. She passed through the crowd that automatically dispersed, and led a strong man from the pig race, Freya. Ya came to Roland. "Hestia, and Loki are also here. We haven't seen each other since the last meeting." "Freya, what do you want to do?" Although the smile on Freya's face looked very friendly, Hestia, who had seen the other person's true face, would not be fooled by this appearance and looked at the other person warily. "I just came to have a few words with the hero. As the biggest supporter of the Great Expedition, I think it's not too much to ask for a few words with this kid alone." Freya didn't care about Hestia's eyes and just smiled softly. "Well……" Hestia couldn't find the words to refute such a righteous reason. Although she was very wary of the Freya Familia with intact combat power, they had always been very cooperative in their attitude towards Roland-related matters. Whether he was participating in the recovery of the streets, or following Roland's orders, leading low-level adventurers who were far weaker than him to fight in an organized form, he never looked like the unruly and difficult-to-get-together person he was rumored to be. "Or not!" Hestia, who was inserted between Roland and Freya, crossed her arms, still unable to let go of Freya.
"Fight, fight!" Loki on the side looked at this scene with great joy, and did not forget to warn Ais next to him. "Aistan, it's better to give up as soon as possible. I haven't seen anyone who is targeted by Freya escape from her clutches." Ais, who usually would definitely send Loki away, was a little dazed for a moment when she heard such words, with a little worry and uneasiness in her clear eyes. Even among gods, not many can have faith in that beautiful god, let alone her? "It doesn't matter, Hestia, just let me talk to her. Have you forgotten our promise? Besides, - she can never charm me." Roland comforted Hestia skillfully, but when he said the last words, he looked at Ais, smiled slightly, and blinked. As if remembering the previous scene, a faint blush appeared on Ais's face and she bowed her head slightly. "What's wrong?" Loki frowned and asked with a concerned tone, "Ais Tan, you look a little strange." "I just remembered something..." Aisi touched her red cheeks and lowered her head shyly. Even as naive as she was, she felt something was wrong when Roland taught her swordsmanship last time. However, Roland acted like a hero at that time and defeated and helped her many times. For Ais, It's too lethal. Speaking of which, after doing that kind of thing, Roland was still energetic enough to defeat that weirdo. A boy of this age is really amazing... —— "What's wrong? Does Ota's sight make you feel uncomfortable?" Freya's eyes stopped on Roland's face, as if she wanted to suck Roland into it. At such a close distance, the possessive desire spurting from her heart completely turned into burning emotions, igniting her eyes. . "No, that guy's gaze is just colder, but there is no malice in it. I wish you could restrain your gaze a bit." Roland looked at Freya coldly, his eyes full of exploration. "I just want to get a little warmth from your body. The purpose of what I have done is very simple," Freya came close to Roland, then raised her head with a natural movement, subconsciously stretched out her hand, but then retracted it. "I just want to ask you to give me some love, can't you?" Roland stared blankly at the groveling goddess's face full of desire and fawning, and a peach wrapped in purple silk appeared in his mind. As for Freya's so-called charm that can impress both people and gods, Roland really didn't feel it, but in terms of arousing worldly desires, Freya did quite well. Different from the more modern evening dresses of other goddesses, Freya's dress was made of purple silk covered in front of her body like a bath towel, which reminded Roland of those Greek goddess sculptures he had seen before. The back of this dress was open. When Freya took the initiative to lean over, her smooth and gorgeous back like porcelain was exposed in front of Roland. It was precisely because of such a close distance that Roland could see that there was no outline of underwear underneath the close-fitting dress, only the round and graceful curves. That is to say——
Such a beautiful scenery paired with soft lighting made Roland startled. Then, in Freya's expectant and confident eyes, Roland gave the answer. "Although it's very good, I refuse." "I will not deny everything you have given me, but the only person qualified to decide what the reward is is me." "However, I am indeed a little surprised by your knowledge. It is not impossible to become friends with you..." After hearing such a rational answer, Freya's eyes suddenly turned resentful. "I don't want to be your friend, I just want to be your toy. At least this way, I can still get a little love..." Looking at Freya who started to go crazy just after the praise, Roland couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly. If the other party's mood changes next and starts playing tricks like "Today, my hands are shaking, today my heart is hurting", he will have to quickly eliminate this unstable factor even if he loses some cannon fodder. He said softly: "Seeing as you haven't caused any trouble that makes me unhappy, Freya, just continue to pray for blessings. Otherwise, I can only let you go on the road with Apollo." , I can guarantee that your ending will never be just a return to heaven." All the gods present today are well aware that the banquet is just a prelude, and how to resolve the conflict between the Apollo Familia and the Sword Hero is the main event. But before the negotiation even started, it was directly decided that Apollo's fate would be death, which surprised Freya slightly. Then, she neither regained her rationality nor retreated unwillingly as Roland thought. Instead, she licked her fingers and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. "I have never encountered a being that can truly kill a god... No, it should be anything!... Master, please, kill me now, no matter what the order is, as long as you want, Not to mention my life, even my soul, my strength, everything, you can take it. "At least I can still get comfort from this act... Just use your holy sword to cut my chest and tear my heart apart. Well... ah... I'm almost dying just thinking about it..." As Freya spoke, her eyes began to blur. Why are you more crazy than the crazy guy? Roland looked at Freya in surprise. Just as he was about to say something, a voice rang out. "Everyone, did you enjoy the party?" From the end of the venue, Apollo, the organizer, slowly walked into the venue. With his appearance, the sound of the entire banquet instantly fell silent, and all the gods and dependents present knew that the main event was about to begin. "Tsk..." Roland walked directly towards Hestia, and seeing this scene, Freya could only cast dissatisfied eyes at Apollo. In the eyes of everyone, Apollo walked directly towards Hestia and Roland. "Sword Hero, and Hestia, it's been a long time since we last met, so this is the end of the pleasantries, let's get straight to the point." Apollo completely ignored Hestia's disgusted look and smiled as if he was heartbroken. "Jun Roland, even though I have a close relationship with your main god Hestia, I can't just sit back and watch you lead Orario's family into the abyss." "Huh? Our previous relationship has no connection except that I rejected your bastard's proposal in heaven! And the idea of the Great Expedition is jointly recognized by the gods!"
Hestia jumped and shouted immediately. The gods at the banquet also nodded secretly. Compared to the ordinary people, they naturally knew the crux of the matter better. Unless the culprit was solved, all actions to prevent the disaster were just drinking poison to quench thirst. This is also the reason why Apollo's remarks have never been publicly supported. In addition, the reputation of this guy itself is also outrageous. "The idea of the Great Expedition is naturally not wrong! But since it is such an important matter, we should be more cautious. The so-called sword heroes are just mortals who wield power under the light of the fairy spirits." Apollo let out a mocking sigh. "Please put aside the halo of fairies and think about it seriously, who is the more qualified leader? Compared with Orario, there are many adventurers who have been trained for a long time and have only been in this city for just ten years. Is the plan proposed by the hero of heaven really reliable?" "I admit that with the help of fairy spirits, the sword hero's power may indeed surpass the adventurers in this city, but this is always two different things from being able to make decisions at critical moments." "Exactly!" Following Apollo's words, many members of the group came out from behind him and echoed his words. The leader among them stared at Roland coldly. Hestia's face turned red with anger. With Apollo's exaggerated actions and words, anyone could tell that he was deliberately looking for trouble. As a god, he was so shameless. Even Loki was unhappy. He curled his lips. However, his remarks are not completely fanciful. The people who can attend this banquet are basically high-level adventurers. There are indeed many who are infected or saved by Roland's reputation, but there are also many people who have the mentality of watching a show. . "Then what do you want to do!" Hestia barely suppressed her anger and stared at Apollo. "It's simple," Apollo smiled and looked at Roland with burning eyes. "I just want this child to prove that he is not a useless idiot without the Fairy Spirit, but is someone who can truly be entrusted with his life." "So, let's play the war game. If you can defeat my family members without using fairy spirits, wouldn't it be enough to prove this? Of course, to show my sincerity, I will not join the people who joined in the past few days. To be included in the Familia, you only need to fight against the Familia I originally belonged to. If you are a true hero, it must be easy to do this." The atmosphere of the banquet suddenly fell into deathly silence, so quiet that it was terrifying. "You are right, Lord Lord God. Our Familia's strength in Orario is only average. If we can really defeat the Sword Queen before receiving the favor, it is a matter of course." "How can he be promoted to level 2 in six days? There are even rumors that he has been promoted to level 3. Even if there are immortals, it is impossible. Do you think we are fools?" "Without the fairies, how are the so-called heroes different from us?" Behind Apollo, the heavily armed adventurers seemed to have received some instructions, letting their unscrupulous voices spread throughout the banquet hall, speaking harsh words. "Of course, since it's a war game, there can't be no punishment at all..." Apollo's gaze became more and more intense. "If you fail, then as punishment, I ask Hestia to hand over the Sword Hero to me. In view of past friendship, this can be considered as your help to me." "Ah" Roland smiled. It was the first time since he came to this world that he showed such a cruel smile.
Being stared at by a man with such a gaze, Roland's eyes began to sparkle with scarlet light. Gods are mortal, and some gods need a little help. gay! I can't help you with anything else. All I can do is send you and your family members to live happily together in hell!