The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 801 - 13 Training in Progress_2

Chapter 801: Chapter 13 Training in Progress_2 Chapter 801: Chapter 13 Training in Progress_2 In short, Nordic mythology and the Celtic-Irish system exhibit a variety of borrowings and fusions, and it’s very likely that the two had made contact and connection in the early days of mythology.

So that’s how it is, interesting…

As Luo En sorted through various pieces of information in his mind, he pieced together the answers with great interest.

But just as he was lost in thought, a harsh light flashed in Freya’s downcast eyes, and her right hand suddenly bent into a claw, reaching out as fast as Lightning.

As a Valkyrie who had experienced blood and fire, she was no delicate and gullible flower but a Rose with thorns.

Becoming a captive willingly was never her style.

You’re only to blame for being foolish. You believe what a woman says?

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Freya sneered inwardly, her right hand reaching for her opponent’s throat even faster.

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However, the moment her fingers touched his skin, her body suddenly shuddered, and a tingling current surged from her lower abdomen, spreading instantly throughout her body, causing her to stiffen as if struck by lightning, unable to move the slightest bit.

Luo En slowly raised his head and sighed as he looked at the suddenly aggressive Freya,

“We had agreed to a peaceful exchange, didn’t we? You’re making me very sad…”

Realizing something was amiss, Freya rolled her eyes to look at the cause of this change.

She saw a crimson imprint composed of two concentric arcs and a vertical mark in the center on her flat, smooth, snow-white abdomen, which was further wrapped in a protective triangle unique to the Asa Divine Race.

The mark, seemingly drawn with blood, was now spreading web-like patterns throughout her body, controlling her every muscle, every strand of consciousness.

With a crisp snap of his fingers, the glowing pattern extinguished, and the bloodstains retreated beneath her flesh.

But the sensation of being controlled lingered as if at a command or a gesture, she would become this man’s puppet once again.

Freya’s face drastically changed, and she looked at him in horror,

“What have you done to me?”

“An X mark, once branded with this, your mind will think of nothing but that one sordid thought, never anything else…”

“?!”

Luo En glanced at Freya’s suddenly pale face and chuckled.

“Don’t worry, where in the world would such a thing exist? This is a Compulsory Divine Seal, just a little trick to make you more obedient…”

“Despicable!”

Freya bit her lip with a look of anguished fury.

Luo En rolled his eyes and looked at the Valkyrie who was accusing him with irritation,

“Come on, you didn’t say that when you tried to attack me just now. I trusted you so much! I not only released your bonds, but I also informed you of Asa’s situation without any reservations, hoping our races could coexist peacefully. Yet, you let me down and tried to strike at me!”

“Hah, you didn’t honestly inform me of Asa’s intel because you’re kind, but because you never intended to let me go. Knowing more is useless to me!”

Freya bluntly exposed his seemingly noble attitude, sneering at the reality of the situation.

“Right, quite clever of you.” Luo En looked at her admiringly, not at all angered, his smile growing even brighter, “Then keep guessing, what do you think I’m going to do next?”

“…”

“The night is deep and quiet, a beautiful captive warrior is before me, not only without any power to resist but also having been drained of all value. How should I deal with her?”

Luo En advanced with a smile, his eyes full of ill intent,

“For your sake, I even turned down Odin’s banquet. A little compensation shouldn’t be too much to ask for, right?”

“Ugh, if you dare, kill me!”

Freya shut her eyes and stood firm, her face full of rage, ready to enter her “Ugh, kill me” script.

This familiar sense of déjà vu intrigued Luo En, who teasingly lifted Freya’s chin with his fingertip and whispered into the ear of the Valkyrie,

“Kill you? That would be such a waste. How about we play something more thrilling?”

With the touch of skin and the teasing by her ear, the Valkyrie seemed to realize the harsh reality she was about to face, her body involuntarily trembling, her complexion turning deathly pale.

Seeing her reaction, Luo En was surprised,

“Hmm? Such an intense reaction, don’t tell me you’re inexperienced in this area?”

“None of your business!”

Freya gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, refusing to admit defeat.

Seeing her reaction, Luo En’s speculations were confirmed. He was reminded of the description of Valkyries in the original texts:

— Valkyries are daughters of earthly kings chosen by the gods, or Odin’s own daughters, or “virgin warriors” who have sworn to serve the gods and were chosen to ascend to heaven.

Yes, virgin warriors…

Only the purest and most beautiful female warriors qualified as Valkyries, guiding the Heroic Spirits of the Mortal World to the Valhalla Temple.

And in the Nordic mythological system, male Heroic Spirits belong to Odin, while the leader of the Valkyrie army is Freya.

For the time being, at least while serving as a Valkyrie, Freya needed to keep herself pure.

A chaste future God of Love?

Looking at Freya, who trembled under his lechery, Luo En couldn’t help but find it somewhat amusing.

“What are you laughing at? If you have the guts, just come at me. Don’t think that I’m afraid of you!”

Freya glared back through gritted teeth, trembling, yet she still lifted her slender, pale neck, trying to maintain the pride of a Valkyrie.

Having teased her enough, Luo En chuckled and shook his head:

“Enough, I won’t tease you anymore. I am, after all, a bona fide god. I have no interest in educating you in adult matters. Moreover, for the sake of future coexistence between our races, I couldn’t possibly harm you lightly. You’ll stay in Asgard for now. I’ll see how the Warner Divine Race reacts before deciding your fate.”

As his voice trailed off, the sense of restraint within Freya faded away like the tide.

Coexistence between our two races? Was he serious?

Freya was first surprised, then seeing that silhouette about to step out of the Temple, she felt a sense of relief and couldn’t help but mock:

“Tch, after all that talk, you’re just a man of words? Can you even follow through?”

At that moment, Luo En, with one foot already crossing the threshold, stopped and looked back at Freya, who couldn’t wait for him to leave and was quick to flip her demeanor.

Remembering pain but forgetting the lesson, it seemed she needed a proper education.

At the sight of that unkind gaze, Freya shuddered, suddenly remembering her status as a captive and involuntarily crossed her arms over her chest, retreating into the shadows and dryly reminded:

“You promised not to lay a hand on me…”

“It seems that I did.”

Luo En smiled and nodded in agreement.

Just when Freya thought she had secured a golden ticket to life, a faint voice came from the doorway:

“So, it is something you’ll have to do yourself.”

“What?”

Looking at the bewildered Valkyrie, Luo En’s face half-buried in the night lifted a corner of his mouth into a pleased smile:

“Now, touch yourself…”

As the lingering words reached Freya’s ears, a warm current surged from her lower abdomen, morphing into the blood-red Compulsory Divine Seal with its dominating and coercive effects.

The familiar puppeteer sensation spread to her limbs. Before Freya could react, her hands uncontrollably climbed her own twin peaks and kneaded them.

The bizarre sensation and the unprecedented emotions within made the inexperienced Freya’s face stiffen with terror as she cast a pleading look to Luo En:

“I was wrong…”

“That’s good to know, after all, I’m not some demon.”

Luo En graciously nodded, then smilingly said,

“For tonight, just enjoy yourself ten times. Don’t stop until you’ve met that target.”

“?!”

Amid Freya’s astonished gaze, the silhouette by the door graciously waved, then shut the door and strode into the dense night.

In the next moment, that strong sense of control completely overtook Freya’s will, manipulating her hands as they explored and pleasured her body.

A mix of weeping and indignant moans echoed throughout the Temple all night long, until the break of dawn.