"What would Est like to eat?"
Although he knew that the waiter in front of him was a goddess in human skin, Roland was not afraid. If the goddess was really possessed by a demon, the worst that could happen was that he would just explode his positive side and kill her clan and herself before the matter spread.
He casually handed the menu to Est, allowing the curious elf to point to a few items on the menu at random.
"Please wait a moment."
After noting down Est's choice, Syr smiled sweetly at Roland and left quickly.
Even the most vigilant person would not be overly wary of such a sweet and well-behaved girl.
Not long after, the person who came out to deliver the food was not Syr, but another elf girl with light green hair. She held the noodle food that spread out from under the tray and was as high as Roland's face, and placed it in front of Roland.
"Please enjoy your meal."
Although she looked like an icy beauty with a very cold expression on her face, the elf girl's eyes couldn't help but relax a little when she looked at Est and Roland.
"Although Aunt Mia can be a bit off-topic sometimes, she really doesn't mean any harm. Please forgive her for any offense."
"It's okay. I chose the title of hero myself. It would be inappropriate for me to get angry because of a teasing."
Roland smiled brightly and said nonchalantly.
"Hero?"
When the elf girl mentioned this word, a hint of sadness appeared in her eyes, but she quickly adjusted her mood.
"My name is Ryuu Lion. Can you tell me your name?"
"My name is Roland. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't know my name today. Soon, this name will spread throughout Orario, and by then, you will be tired of hearing it."
"No...I can never hear enough legends about heroes."
Facing Roland's boasting, Ryuu flatly rejected it, and a smile subconsciously appeared on her cold and delicate face.
"Then you can look forward to it."
Roland smiled confidently and chatted with Ryuu casually for a few words. Then he picked up the fork in front of him and was about to taste the food from another world when a strange feeling made him freeze unconsciously.
A gaze descended from the sky and fell on Roland with a scrutinizing look.
Even though he had never seen that person in person, Roland could still feel the burning gaze.
Desire, madness, admiration.
This kind of emotion was completely different from the warmth of Medea and Est. She was too hot, as if she wanted to burn both herself and Roland. It was even a compliment to describe it as morbid, but it was different from Kotomine Kirei's fanaticism.
If I had to say, although Roland had no such experience, the look from a stalker or pervert multiplied a million times would probably be about the same.
Just as Roland raised his head and was about to look back, that sight suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"The goddess at the Tower of Babel? Isn't she only interested in pure souls?"
Roland frowned, somewhat puzzled. It was not surprising that he was targeted. After all, it was normal for the Shendu's noble soul to be attractive.
But there was something wrong with that morbid admiration, especially the look of reluctance and acceptance. Even though Roland noticed that she was noticing it, she took it back on her own initiative, as if she was hinting at something.
What went wrong?
Quietly looking at the spire towering into the sky outside the window, Roland fell into deep thought.
——In the entire labyrinth city of Orario, the most central area is the Tower of Babel built above the underground city. There is no taller building in the entire world than this Tower.
Before the gods came, the prototype of this tower had already been erected. After all, the monsters in the dungeon are strange life forms. Although they can be eliminated, they will also reproduce on the ground. In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of destroying one batch and then a new batch coming, people at that time built towers to prevent the invasion of monsters in the dungeon.
As the only open passage in and out of the dungeon, it also plays a very crucial role. In addition to the guild's public facilities for the convenience of adventurers, many commercial families will also open shops here to sell various props.
The highest floors will be provided by the guild for some main gods to live in.
As for the conditions, they are also very simple. All you need is a powerful family. After all, it is a place that overlooks the entire Orario. If the management of the netherworld is compared to a game, then only the strongest players in the entire server are qualified to live in.
In all of Orario, apart from the Loki Familia who prefer to stay with their own Familia, only one other Familia has this qualification.
Freya's Familia.
Among the many gods in the lower world, this one is also quite heavyweight. After all, although the divine power is sealed, the essence of the gods cannot be completely concealed.
A god who is good at forging can make magical weapons beyond imagination. A god who is good at agriculture can easily cultivate fertile fields that transcend time. As the goddess of love and beauty, Freya naturally possesses the innate ability to charm.
Just by making a beckoning, even gods would be moved by this beauty and would do their best, even being able to change other people's memories.
Relying on this ability, Freya, who was able to get along with everyone, quickly stood at the top of the clan. If she herself was not really interested in running the clan, her clan would be even stronger.
But at this moment, this stunning goddess just stood in front of the mirror, looking at her own reflection.
Slender and delicate limbs, tall and perfect devilish figure, a temperament as mature as a peach, and a beautiful face that is enough to make people lose their minds.
Freya always maintained a beautiful look at all times, but now, she was clinging to the mirror, missing the shadow that had just appeared on the mirror.
Her beautiful face was flushed, and her enchanting eyes were filled with utter madness.
"ah..."
At this moment, Freya seemed to be stimulated. She kept moaning, her whole body trembling, and she kept gasping for breath, as if she was experiencing great pain.
In addition to her ability to charm, when sealed, Freya also has eyes that can see through the essence of souls.
Freya loved the brilliance in the souls of the people in the underworld. She had originally just wanted to take the rising hero as her lover on a whim, but she did not expect to receive such a surprise.
"What a foul malice...what a chaotic nature,"
Although that soul was very noble, Freya was certain that it was the exact opposite of a god. Even if all the evil in the world were gathered together, they could not even match a tiny bit of that sin and desire.
It was the exact opposite of her perfect self, but in that evil, twisted soul, Freya saw a light that was enough to fill all the emptiness.
That is love, a love so deep that it seems to burn up time, space, and history. It is precisely because of such deep love that terrible evil is born.
Freya would give everything if she could be embraced by such love. This evil, this love, would definitely satisfy her emptiness.
Yes, it must be possible.
Her body had already told her so. Freya clamped her legs tightly together and rubbed them on the edge of the mirror, enduring the burning fire and numbness in her abdomen, as well as the pleasure that made her want to degenerate.
I want to be defiled by him, I want to be infected by that chaos, I want to see my dirty self throw away all disguises, throw away all rationality, and immerse myself in that pathetic appearance of eternal pleasure like a wild beast.
Just imagining it made Freya completely lose her composure and feel a wave of emotion coming over her.
Her pupils became increasingly dilated, but she was still stroking the mirror in ecstasy, feeling the ultimate pleasure and letting out an obsessed low moan.
"He's my hero... mine!"