"Da, da-"

With the crisp sound of high heels, the volume of the banquet hall also decreased little by little, and the originally lively venue suddenly quieted down.

But this did not mean that the atmosphere had become silent, as could be seen from the eager gazes of the pairs of eyes and the gradual commotion, and the atmosphere of the banquet hall was now at its peak.

The silver-haired goddess who was in the spotlight walked into the venue with gentle steps, and her waist was set off by the evening dress, which made many male gods widen their eyes and look in her direction in distraction.

Peerless beauty, pupils as transparent as light, silver hair like moon frost, and gorgeous robes.

With a gesture of beauty, which is incomparable to the gods, just standing there, it is as if the goddess who can charm people's hearts seems to carry the light of the whole world.

"Bell, don't look at ......"

Hermes subconsciously covered Bell next to him, as a god of beauty, Freya will not disappear even if her divine power is sealed, not to mention a child from the nether world, even if it is a god, many will be captured by Freya's beauty.

He was sure that Bell's pure soul with longing must have been in Freya's hunting range, but he only had to warn Bell before Roland fell beside him.

Roland also stared at Freya closely, but what appeared in his eyes was not intoxication or infatuation, but a deep curiosity.

Freya's appearance is indeed outstanding, and Roland doesn't think that his heart is particularly tough, after all, personality and heart are two different things.

But at the current level, unless the contract of the spirit directly influences, any external force that affects his mind must first break through the shell of the beast on his body, which is a problem of nature.

"Roland-kun, watch out for Freya! That guy likes to put a hero like you under his skirt the most, and if he can't resist, cover his eyes......"

"You better trust me a little more."

Roland touched Hestia's head angrily, and was relieved to see that he did look as usual, and did not look like a lost soul like the rest of the banquet hall.

"And it's not a problem that can be solved with or without covering her eyes, she's already coming towards us."

"I still can't get away with the trouble, hero, it's up to you."

Loki smiled evilly and forcibly pulled the somewhat stunned Ace behind him, leaving Roland alone to face the fiery gaze of the god of beauty.

Freya noticed Roland's gaze, and began to move her steps in pieces, like a small animal welcoming her master's home, and walked through the crowd that automatically dispersed, and Freya, a strong man of the pig people, came to Roland.

"Hestia, and Loki are too, I haven't seen them since the last meeting."

"Freya, what do you want to do?"

Although the smile on Freya's face looked very kind, Hestia, who had seen the other party's true face, was not confused by this appearance, and looked at the other party warily.

"I'm just here to have a few words with Lord Hero, as the biggest supporter of the Great Expedition, I don't want to ask this kid for a few words alone."

Freya didn't care about Hestia's eyes, just smiled softly.

"Hmm......"

Hestia couldn't find the words to refute it for a while, although they were very wary of the Freya clan who were in good combat strength, but they had always been very cooperative in their attitude towards Roland's related affairs.

Whether it is participating in the recovery of the streets, or following Roland's orders, and fighting in the form of a formation with low-level adventurers who are far weaker than himself, there is no way to see the rumored rebellious and difficult to get along with.

"Still won't work!"

Hestia, who was between Roland and Freya, crossed her hands together, but she still couldn't put her mind at ease with Freya.

"Fight, fight!"

Loki on the side looked at this scene with schadenfreude, and did not forget to warn Ace next to him.

"Eschar, it's better to die early, I haven't seen anyone who has escaped the clutches of that Freya."

Ace, who usually would have sent Loki away, was also a little stunned for a while when she heard such words, and her clear eyes also carried a little worry and uneasiness.

Even if it is a god, there are not many people who can have faith in front of that god of beauty, let alone her?

"It's all right, Hestia, let me talk to her, have you forgotten our promise, and ,—— she will never be able to charm me."

Roland skillfully soothed Hestia, but when he said the last sentence, he looked at Ace, smiled slightly, and blinked.

As if remembering the previous scene, Ace's face also appeared with a faint flush, and she bowed her head slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Loki frowned and asked in a concerned tone, "Eschar, you look a little strange. ”

"Just remembering something......"

Ace touched her red cheeks and lowered her head a little shyly.

Even if she is as innocent as her, she also felt that something was wrong in the last time Roland taught her swordsmanship, but Roland's hero-like style at that time also defeated and helped her many times, and for Ace, the lethality was too great.

Speaking of which, after doing that kind of thing, Roland can still defeat that weirdo with such spirit, a boy of this age is really powerful......

——

"What's wrong? Is it Horta's gaze that makes you feel uncomfortable? ”

Freya's gaze stopped on Roland's face, as if she wanted to suck Roland into it, and at such a close distance, the possessiveness that gushed out of her heart completely turned into a burning emotion, igniting her eyes.

"No, that guy's gaze is just a little colder, but there is no malice, but your gaze has narrowed me a little."

Roland looked at Freya coldly, his eyes full of inquiry.

"I just want to get a little warmth from you, and the purpose of what I've done so much is very simple,"

Freya leaned into Roland's present, then raised her head in a natural movement, subconsciously stretched out her hand, but retracted it again.

"I just want to ask you to give me a little love, can't I?"

Roland stared in amazement at the groveling goddess's face full of longing and flattery, and a peach wrapped in purple silk came to mind.

If you want to say how high Freya's so-called charm can convince people and gods, Roland really doesn't feel it, but in terms of being able to arouse worldly desires, Freya is quite in place.

Unlike the more modern evening dresses of other goddesses, Freya's gowns were glamorous gestures of purple silk covering her front like a bath towel, reminiscent of the Greek goddesses she had seen before.

The back of the gown was open, and Freya's porcelain-like smooth back was unscathed in front of Roland as Freya leaned over on her own initiative.

It is precisely because of such a close distance that Roland can see that under this close-fitting dress, there is no outline of underwear, only the round and graceful curves.

That is to say-

Such a beautiful scenery with soft lighting made Roland stunned.

Then, in Freya's expectant and confident eyes, Roland gave the answer.

"It's nice, but I refuse."

"I will not deny everything you have done for me, but the only person who is qualified to decide what the remuneration is is can only me."

"However, I do have some surprises at your acquaintance, and it is not impossible to become friends with you......"

Hearing such a rational answer, Freya's gaze suddenly became resentful.

"I don't want to be your friend, I just want to be your toy, at least so I can still gain a little love......"

Looking at Freya, who began to go crazy as soon as she finished boasting, Roland's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

If the other party turns his mood and starts to play him something like 'today, my hand is shaking, today my heart hurts', even if he loses some cannon fodder, he must quickly eliminate this unstable factor.

He said softly, "For the sake of the fact that you haven't made any trouble that makes me unhappy so far, Freya, you should continue to maintain this state of praying for gifts, otherwise, I can only let you and Apollo go on the road together, and I can guarantee that you will not end up with just a return to the heavenly realm." ”

All the gods present today knew that the banquet was just a prelude, and how to resolve the conflict between the Apollo clan and the sword hero was the main play.

However, before the negotiation began, it was directly decided that Apollo's ending would be death, which made Freya slightly surprised.

Then, instead of regaining her reason as Roland thought, she did not retreat unwillingly, but licked her fingers, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"I've never come across something that can actually kill a god...... No, it should be anything! …… Master, please, kill me now, no matter what the order is, as long as you want, don't say it's my life, even if it's my soul, power, everything, you can take it.

"At least I can take solace from this act...... Slice open my chest with your holy sword and tear my heart apart, huh...... Yes...... I'm dying when I think about it......"

As Freya spoke, her eyes began to blur on their own.

Why are you more crazy than a madman?

Roland looked at Freya in surprise, and just as he was about to say something, a voice rang out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, is the banquet still fun?"

From the end of the venue, Apollo, who was the organizer, slowly walked into the venue.

And with his appearance, the sound of the entire banquet instantly fell silent, and all the gods and clans present knew what was going to start next.

"Tsk......"

Roland walked directly to Hestia, and when she saw this scene, Freya could only look at Apollo with dissatisfaction.

In the eyes of everyone, Apollo walked straight to Hestia and Roland.

"The hero of the sword, and Hestia, it's been a long time, so that's the end of the greetings, let's get straight to the point."

Apollo completely ignored Hestia's disgusted gaze and smiled as if he were very distressed.

"Roland-kun, although I have a great relationship with your main god Hestia, I can't sit idly by and watch you lead Olari's family into the abyss."

"Huh? Our previous relationship was connected except that I rejected the marriage proposal of this bastard of yours in the Celestial Realm! And the idea of the Great Expedition was recognized by the gods! ”

Hestia jumped and immediately shouted.

The gods at the banquet also nodded secretly, compared to the ordinary people, they naturally knew better where the key to the matter was, and if they did not solve the culprit, all the actions to stop the disaster were to drink to quench their thirst.

This is also the reason why Apollo's remarks have not been publicly supported, and the criticism of the product itself is also outrageous.

"The idea of the Great Expedition is certainly not wrong! But since it is such an important matter, it should be even more cautious, the so-called sword heroes are just mortals who fight under the brilliance of immortals. ”

Apollo let out a pretentious sigh.

"Please put aside the aura of the fairy spirit and think about it seriously, who is the more qualified leader? Compared to the many experienced adventurers in Olali, the hero who has only been in this city for only ten days, is the plan really reliable? ”

"I admit that with the Immortals, the power of the Sword Hero may indeed surpass the adventurers of this city, but this is never the same thing as being able to make a decision at a critical moment."

"Exactly!"

With Apollo's words, many members of the group came out behind him who echoed his words, and the one who was the leader stared at Roland coldly.

Hestia's face was flushed with anger, Apollo's exaggerated actions and words, anyone could see that he was deliberately finding fault, as a god, he was so brazen, even Loki pouted unhappily.

However, his remarks are not completely utopian, the people who can participate in this banquet are basically high-level adventurers, and there are indeed many people who are infected or saved by Roland's prestige, but there are also many people who have the mentality of watching the show.

"Then what do you want to do!"

Hestia barely suppressed her anger and stared at Apollo.

"It's simple,"

Apollo smiled, looking at Roland with a burning gaze.

"I just want this kid to prove that he is not a useless straw bag without the fairy spirit, but a real object that can be entrusted with life."

"So, let's play a war game, and if we can defeat my clan without using the Immortals, wouldn't it be enough to prove it? Of course, in order to show sincerity, I won't count the people who have joined in the last few days into the clan, you just need to fight against the clan to which I originally belonged, if it is a real hero, it must be easy to do this. ”

The atmosphere of the banquet suddenly fell into a dead silence, and it was eerily quiet.

"That's right, Lord God, our clan's strength in Olali is only in the middle of the ranks, if we can really defeat the sword queen before receiving the favor, this is a matter of course."

"What else is there to advance to lv2 in six days, and even rumors have begun to spread that he has advanced to lv3, even if there are immortals, it's impossible, take us for fools?"

"Without the fairy spirits, what is the difference between the so-called heroes and us?"

Behind Apollo, the heavily armed adventurers seemed to have received some order, and the unbridled voices spread throughout the banquet hall, speaking harsh words.

"Of course, since it's a war game, it's impossible to go without punishment at all......"

Apollo's gaze grew hotter.

"If you fail, then as punishment, I ask Hestia to give me the hero of the sword, for the sake of the past, and it will be considered your help to me."

"Huh"

Roland smiled.

It was the first time since he came to this world that he had shown such a cruel smile.

Being watched by a man with such a gaze, Roland's eyes began to glow with a scarlet streamer.

God will eventually die, and some gods need a little help.

! I can't help you with anything else, all I can do is send you and your family together in hell Happy Together!

(End of chapter)