Greece brings evildoers

The next morning, the door of the temple was quietly pushed open.

The host, Lorne, shook the golden cup of honey wine in his hand, stood leisurely at the door, and issued a "friendly" greeting to the guests he entertained.

"How was your last night?"

"Despicable..."

The accusation mixed with a slight tremor was weak, and even had a faint cry.

The Valkyrie, who was once high-spirited and paid great attention to her image, now held the pillar beside her with one hand, her finger bones were white; her hair was messy like dry grass, and her face was full of the afterglow of red; her trembling body was wrapped in a curtain torn from one side, and a smell similar to a mixture of floral fragrance and rust spread from the puddles of crystal water on the floor.

At this moment, looking at Freya's ashamed and angry face and murderous eyes, Lorne remained calm and said with a smile:

"So energetic? It seems that you still didn't serve me well, add ten more times."

Freya was immediately pale when she heard this, and begged for mercy:

"No, I know I was wrong."

"Tsk tsk, I like your sincere attitude of admitting mistakes."

"Then I..."

"Twenty times."

In Freya's stunned eyes, Lorne replied leisurely,

"This is a reward. The more outstanding you perform, the more you will gain."

"Shameless!"

Freya raised her hand tremblingly, with a sad and angry expression.

"Thirty times..." Lorne drank a sip of warm honey wine, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

Freya's body trembled, and she glared at the opposite side like a broken jar: "Didn't you say this is a reward?"

"The spitting from the enemy is the highest praise. The more you swear, the more excited I am. I will definitely repay you well." Lorne said nonsense seriously, with an undisguised smirk on his face, "Don't worry, it's guaranteed to be fun."

After seeing the demon at the door give her an encouraging look and close the door leisurely, Freya wanted to cry but had no tears. Her trembling cherry lips uttered the only adjective that came to her mind:

"Bitch..."

As the last gap in front of the door closed tightly, the familiar feeling of pulling the string came like a tide. Her hands explored up and down uncontrollably again, and her delicate body twisting like a snake on the floor was once again submerged in darkness and shame.

Three days and three nights later, Freya had just finished her performance, and Lorne came to visit her, which can be said to be very caring for the guests.

When she saw the nightmare-like figure appear at the door, Freya, who was lying on the floor in the temple with her tongue sticking out, shuddered instantly, and was so "touched" that she almost cried:

"I apologize..."

"If you are not sincere, do it ten more times."

The door of the temple that had just opened closed again, and the figure outside the door left gracefully, and the familiar feeling of the string controlled Freya's limbs again.

The next day.

"I surrender..."

"Where are your moral integrity and your beliefs? You have fallen so quickly, and you will be punished ten more times!"

Loen was heartbroken and decisively closed the door.

And in the next few days, the door continued to open and close.

"Wait, wait, I will kill you sooner or later...sooner or later..."

"Holding a grudge, add ten more times!"

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"..."

"Don't talk? Are you pretending to be tough with me? Ten times, keep going!"

~~

"I'll fight you!"

"Still got stronger? Then keep going."

...

Finally, after pulling for more than ten times, Freya was completely numb.

When she saw Lorne open the door to inspect, she mechanically responded with silence, took a breath with the return of body control, and recovered some physical strength and spirit as soon as possible.

When the door closed again, Freya raised her hands, and her crystal-clear and slender fingers skillfully explored and satisfied herself.

After such a long period of development, and some knowledge that was forced into her brain by the divine seal, she was already very familiar with her body, and soon let the pleasure in her body reach its peak.

Her body went limp after a spasm, and the wonderful afterglow of flying up to the clouds filled her mind, causing a bright red flush to appear on Freya's pale face.

In fact, apart from the shame of being tortured and the premise of being helpless, this strange experience can indeed bring people indescribable enjoyment, and it will not be so difficult for her to endure in this dark cage.

But...

"Uh, I haven't started yet, why are you enjoying it first?"

"..."

Freya, who thought she was as hard as a rock and immune to all poisons, looked at her hands covering her chest and her face turned pale.

She has become strange...

She is not clean...

She is no longer worthy of being a pure and noble Valkyrie...

The goddess who has lost her faith and support has empty eyes, and she sits beside the pillar like a doll that has crashed, her hands drooping weakly, letting the curtain draped over her body slide to the ground, exposing her hidden spring light.

Lorne waved his hand in front of Freya's eyes, and seeing that she had no reaction, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Broken? So quickly?

Then, he rolled his eyes, leaned his head to Freya's ear, and whispered softly:

"Don't worry, this is my temple, and no one except me will know what you did in there. As long as you are obedient, when you leave this door, you will still be the pure and noble Valkyrie of the Vanir clan."

A touch of swan feather-like whiteness reflected in Freya's eyes, and her originally lifeless eyes were instantly activated, and she grabbed the swan feather weave that belonged to her.

The feather weave was in hand, and it quickly turned into a silver stream of light covering her body, covering the afterglow of her body, and gluing her shattered self-esteem and pride back together.

As the silver-white armor was firmly fixed, Freya, who had regained her Valkyrie style, pursed her lips, looked at Lorne in front of her, and asked coldly:

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?

Although she got the swan feather weave back, the forced divine seal on her body still existed, and her life and death depended on the thought of the person in front of her.

And now she was held by the guy in front of her with a more humiliating handle. As long as she wanted to continue to maintain her glory and respectability in the Warner family, she had to bow her head.

Lorne tossed a crystal stone in his hand for taking pictures, and smiled playfully: "Are you questioning me? "

Freya's body trembled, she bit her lips, and a smile like a flower appeared on her face, which was originally as cold as frost, and her voice became sweet and charming:

"Of course not, I am asking you for your instructions. After all, I am your trophy, how to deal with me is not just your words, right?"

"Well, you have learned to hide your emotions so quickly, which is a great progress."

Loen's eyes were full of relief, and he didn't mind Freya's true mentality of wanting to kill him.

The Valkyrie smiled even brighter, further hiding her murderous intention, and answered sincerely:

"It's mainly because you taught well, and I promise to remember this kindness in my heart."

"That's right, I'm short of a maid, if you want to continue learning and repaying the favor, you can stay with me for a while. Or..."

Loen smiled and pointed to the temple, the meaning was self-evident.

Faced with this choice, Freya knew how to answer even if she thought about it with her buttocks, and brought into the role very straightforwardly:

"My lord, what do you want? "

Seeing the head bowed respectfully in front of him, Loen felt extremely comfortable.

Although it took some effort, he finally trained this woman.

"Clean up my temple first, I'll give you an hour."

After a brief explanation, Loen turned and went out.

Watching the nightmare-like figure disappear from sight, Freya breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at her first job.

The transparent water stains reflected a crystal luster in the sun, covering the originally sacred temple with a layer of filthy color.

Freya blushed, and secretly spat at a culprit, then buried her head in cleaning up the scene, washing away the traces of shame she left one by one.

An hour later, the door of the temple opened on time, and the interior was brand new.

Looking at Freya who turned the armor into a plain long dress in front of him, Loen couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Why did you change into this? "

"I am your maid. In order to serve you better, I must wear some light clothes."

Freya replied with a smile, elegant temperament.

Loen looked her up and down, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I don't know if it is the result of re-education, Freya seems to have developed the potential of the goddess of love and beauty. After taking off the Valkyrie's costume, her charm has not only not diminished, but has become even better than before.

Of course, a rose with hidden thorns will be more dangerous.

Loen smiled slightly, took out the captured Victory Sword from the magic circle diagram, and threw it over:

"You have a good awareness, I will return this thing to you. ”

No matter how cunning a fox is, it can’t beat a good hunter. If the opponent is not honest, he doesn’t mind playing with the opponent slowly.

After receiving the lost weapon, Freya still reacted calmly. She just put it back into the magic circle and continued to keep a light posture, standing respectfully behind the new master.

Not bad, there is progress, at least the skill of forbearance is good.

Now that the mentality has been adjusted, the next step is to modify her behavior.

"Buzz! "

Just as Loen was thinking secretly, a golden-blue light band shot up into the sky, shattering the clouds covering the Asgard. Two black ravens screamed and turned into a bloody rain.

Freya was delighted when she saw this.

That was the life force from the Vanir, and the only god with this level of power could be her mother Frigga.

After being captured for so long, her mother finally remembered her!

Yes! Teach these Nordic barbarians a lesson and let her vent her anger!

However, Freya was not happy for a few seconds, and a faint sarcasm came from the side, extinguishing her expectations and excitement:

"It seems that you don't have a good position in your mother's heart."

"What do you mean?"

Freya turned her head and looked at Loen vigilantly.

Loen rubbed his eyebrows and explained lightly:

"Look carefully, that's Odin's messenger! He listened to my advice and was willing to negotiate with the Vanir, wanting to cease fire, and has promised to release you back to Vanaheim as a condition. Your mother has received this message, not only did she not agree, but sent a letter of challenge and killed his crows! "

"So, so what? We Vanir are more worthy of human sacrifice than you, and we should rule the world more."

"Don't you understand? There are many kinds of refusal, and she is deliberately angering Odin. Suffering such a humiliation, what do you think will be your fate?"

"..."

Freya fell silent, the smile on her face disappeared, and her teeth bit her cherry lips.

What is the answer? It is self-evident.

Her mother, the actual ruler of the Vanir, has abandoned her.

Although as a Valkyrie, she has the obligation to die for the Warner family, but active choice and ruthless abandonment are two different things.

At this moment, seeing the tragic death of the messenger he sent to Vanaheim, Odin in the Golden Palace opened his one eye and became furious:

"Very well, Warner people! You asked for this! If you want war, then I will give you war! Until death!"

A biting chill filled the sky above Asgard, and the furious King Asa vented his anger on the entire Vanir clan.

Freya, who bore the brunt of the attack, was as stiff as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Fortunately, a warm current flowed into her body from her back, restoring some consciousness to her numb body.

Freya turned to look at Lorne, her eyes showing surprise and confusion.

"Odin is serious about this. You may be in big trouble."

Lorne glanced at the maid beside him who had just accepted her, and suddenly felt his head hurt.

Before he could figure out how to save the Valkyrie of the Warner clan, he saw the sky becoming stormy again, and a warning sacred fire soared into the sky from the Atrium World, dyeing half of the sky golden.

Seeing this situation, Lorne's face couldn't help but look ugly.

Something happened in the atrium too! It’s really a wave of ups and downs!

"It's a giant! The frost giants and mountain giants of Jotunheim are gathering an army and are gathering outside the Iron Forest in the Midgard World!"

Several Asgard guards, who were responsible for interpreting and delivering the message, hurried over with panicked expressions on their faces.

"Why are you panicking!" Lorne stopped the guard and shouted coldly, "How many are here?"

"More than 100,000!"

The guard's face turned pale and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

At this time, Odin, who came from the Golden Palace after hearing the news, couldn't help but gasped and his face was extremely gloomy.

One hundred thousand! This means that almost all the giants in Jotunheim have fled!

"It seems that Vanaheim has reached some kind of agreement with Jotunheim. No wonder Frigga's attitude suddenly became so tough."

Lorne said the key point and raised his hand to rub his sore eyebrows.

"They actually joined forces? If I had known, I should have dealt with them all in advance!" Odin said with a cold snort, looking a little anxious, and his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Freya who was standing behind Lorn, obviously wanting to anger this Warner The Valkyrie wanted to use her to blackmail the Warner clan, or directly sacrifice the flag to end the problem.

"Complaining now won't solve any problems." Lorne waved his hand and suggested in a deep voice, "Let's do this. You will still deal with the Warner Protoss as usual. I will be responsible for guarding the atrium and intercepting the giants who want to break through the Iron Forest! Let's go to the first place first. "Stabilize your position during Bo's offensive, and then slowly find the weaknesses of both sides and find ways to break the situation."

At this moment, Freya stepped forward and asked Lorne for help.

"I'll go too!"

"you?"

When Luo En heard this, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Freya nodded and replied righteously:

"As a maid, I naturally have to follow my master. Wherever you go, I will go!"

Until now, she still didn't know her dangerous situation and who around her could protect her.

Seeing the obscure request in those eyes, Lorne nodded imperceptibly, then turned to Odin and muttered:

"Asa's main force belongs to you, and she belongs to me. The two main gods should be able to hold back the giants of Jotunheim."

Odin was slightly startled when he heard this, looked deeply at the two of them with one eye, and finally nodded in agreement:

"Well, as long as you can hold the atrium, I will never let those foreigners step outside of Vanaheim!"

This is both a promise and a requirement.

Lorne naturally chose to agree, and was secretly relieved.

Sacrifice is a basic law of the Norse Gods.

Therefore, the Nordic aborigines represented by the Asa clan also have a very strong sacrificial culture. It is common to kill a lot of people before and after the war.

At this juncture, Freya's identity was extremely sensitive and embarrassing, making her a good candidate for surgery.

Fortunately, this woman was not stupid and knew how to take the initiative to hug his thigh, hoping to follow him to the atrium to avoid the limelight, otherwise he would not be able to protect her.

As the two Asgard bosses assigned their tasks, they each took the Asgard guards to Vanaheim and the Atrium World to deal with the great crisis of the Asir Protoss.

The old troubles have not yet been eradicated, but new wars have been ignited!