After regaining his clarity, Cao Ye looked at Freya again, confusion filling his mind.
Why charm him again?
He had long been immune to a goddess's charm ability. So why try it again?
At that moment, a faint blush began to appear on Freya's jade-like skin.
"Am I beautiful~?"
"Beautiful."
There was no need for charm and no hesitation.
Freya, the Goddess of Beauty, was absolutely the most perfect woman in this world. Every inch of her was the embodiment of what men dreamed of.
Looking at her like this, Cao Ye couldn't help but wonder what she was trying to do.
"Come here~"
Seeing Cao Ye's puzzled expression, Freya curled her finger toward him.
Although his head was full of question marks, Cao Ye still walked over. In the past, Freya had often displayed such seductive poses in front of him, tormenting him endlessly.
It always looked like she was about to throw herself into his arms—
—but in the end she would only light the fire, never help extinguish it.
If Cao Ye's willpower hadn't been strong, he might have already run off to the Pleasure Quarter.
"You've always desired me, haven't you? Now that you have the chance, what will you do?"
"Um… Lady Freya means…"
Even though they were very close and the atmosphere between them extremely ambiguous, this kind of distance had happened before.
But touching a goddess?
Every time before, he had ended up returning empty-handed.
So what was happening now?
Had she really let go of her restraints?
Their lips met.
One had long harbored desire, the other had deliberately offered herself.
In an instant, the suppressed tension between them exploded like a warehouse full of gunpowder ignited by a single spark.
At last, Cao Ye tasted the flavor of the Goddess of Beauty.
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That night, Cao Ye's skill [True Riding] proved just how powerful it was.
[True Riding]:
A universal ability that allows the user to control almost any "mount." Humans, elves, beastmen—even fairies and gods—can all be ridden and controlled.
Even a goddess as powerful as Freya was ultimately overwhelmed by him.
After tasting a goddess, Cao Ye had to admit something.
Compared with Freya, Chun Ji felt much plainer.
The difference between them was enormous.
Freya was like a hundred-year vintage wine—even a single sip could bring immense pleasure to body and soul.
Chun Ji, in comparison, was more like a bottle of sake—pleasant in its own way, but clearly on a different level.
It was around three in the morning.
Cao Ye looked at Freya sleeping beside him, still feeling slightly dazed.
He had originally thought that tonight would bring a violent storm.
Instead, things had developed into something completely unexpected.
It seemed that Hestia's sudden embrace earlier had given Freya a sense of urgency.
She wanted to claim Cao Ye before any other goddess could.
As for Chun Ji, that had been completely outside Freya's expectations.
She hadn't imagined that Chun Ji would give herself away so quickly, essentially getting ahead of her.
Originally, Freya's plan had been different.
Cao Ye would slowly climb the path of a hero.
One day, under the gaze of the gods and the entire world, he would become a new hero.
Only then would Freya grant him the greatest blessing—her love.
But that had been the original plan.
Now things had gone out of control.
Especially because Cao Ye clearly had a tendency to flirt everywhere.
If she didn't keep an eye on him, who knew how many women he might end up devouring?
Chun Ji was already proof—within just a few days she had completely fallen.
Looking again at Freya's flawless face, Cao Ye felt excited.
The Goddess of Beauty was finally his.
This experience had been perfect.
Freya seemed like a goddess created specifically for men.
If he hadn't possessed the [True Riding] skill, he might not have been able to handle her at all—he might have been the one completely devoured instead.
"Good night, my goddess."
He placed a gentle kiss on Freya's forehead and closed his eyes to rest.
In her sleep, Freya revealed a faint smile.
The next day, when the sun was already high in the sky, the two finally woke.
"Mmm~"
Freya stretched lazily.
Feeling the faint fatigue in her body, she glanced at the man still sleeping beside her.
This man was truly extraordinary.
He had even satisfied her own desires, something that surprised her.
Most gods didn't reject relationships with mortals in the lower world. Their moral standards were completely different.
But for a goddess to have her desires completely fulfilled by a mortal…
That was truly astonishing.
Freya even felt a little regretful for not acting sooner.
If she had made her move earlier, she could have enjoyed this much sooner.
With some effort, she got out of bed, dressed, and took one last look at Cao Ye before leaving.
Creaaak—
When she opened the door, Ottar was still standing guard outside the goddess's chambers.
Except this time, he had clearly been guarding the wrong place.
"Lady Freya!?"
Seeing Freya walking out of Cao Ye's room early in the morning, Ottar froze.
What did this mean?
Had Cao Ye truly obtained the goddess's love?
This was the reward every member of the Freya Familia dreamed of.
And now it had been taken by a newcomer who had joined the Familia only two months ago.
Even Ottar—who normally never competed for anything—felt a hint of jealousy at that moment.