The towering Babel Tower, at its highest floor. This place is a symbol of power and the headquarters of the Freya Familia.
The Goddess of Love and Beauty, whose beauty captivated all, always sat here, looking down upon all of Orario.
Her silver-gray hair cascaded down, and every movement exuded a fatal seduction.
Even the Gods in the God Realm dared not approach, fearing they would become slaves to her adoration.
But on the ground, people did not know this. The strong members of the Freya Familia strove relentlessly to get stronger precisely to win the Goddess's favor.
For the sake of "love," they willingly became her servants.
Yet, even so, Freya had never given them true affection. She was the wind. You cannot expect the wind to constantly encircle one person.
"Ah~~"
A languid sigh, making one's bones go numb, came from the Goddess, who was as dazzling as if she was draped in starlight.
She leaned lazily on the couch, lamenting the unfairness of fate.
"Where can I find it?"
"A soul that can be my lover."
When Gods descend to the lower world, they seal their divine power, but they are not entirely unable to use their authorities.
Besides her captivating gaze, Freya also possesses eyes that can see the color of people's souls. She is always collecting interesting souls.
But after obtaining them, she quickly shelves them. Thus, she repeatedly falls into the cycle of "searching for love."
"Lady Freya..." Behind the Goddess, the "Juggernaut" Ottar, nearly two meters tall with a muscular build and an aura like a humanoid monster, bowed his head and sighed.
She's at it again.
As the main God of Orario's top-tier Familia, she lacked the self-awareness one would expect.
Always disguising herself to sneak into the mortal world in search of a chance encounter for love.
The consequence of this was that all members of the entire Familia would be dispatched, frantically searching.
They feared that the supreme Goddess might lose even a single hair.
But even if it caused a massive commotion, Freya never cared. Seeking a chance encounter was her very nature.
The Goddess's gaze swept into the distance, but she couldn't find a single spark that interested her.
Her heart felt empty, as if she had failed to grasp something she should have held.
Strange.
She hadn't even had a chance encounter, so how could she feel a sense of loss?
What she didn't know was that this was all Eugene's influence. She was supposed to have crossed paths with the pure-white-souled, energetic, ash-haired boy on the street.
But this time, due to Eugene's interference, Bell was still in the hospital.
Furthermore, his dream of being a hero had suffered a huge setback. At the very least, it was impossible for this child to consider becoming an adventurer for another year.
Therefore, Freya's chance encounter with her beloved little hero was naturally postponed.
"Lady Freya, the Monster Fes is about to begin. Would you... like to go see it?"
Facing the Goddess, who was as brilliant as a jewel, even Ottar's somber face revealed nervousness and shyness.
Every smile and every glance from her was a grace to the Familia members.
And to be alone with the Goddess, or even go out with her, when others were absent, was a memory they would cherish and be proud of.
"The Monster Fes? Will it be lively?"
Freya's eyelashes fluttered twice, and her eyes finally slowly closed.
"No, I've seen enough of the souls in this city."
Whether it was the powerful Loki Familia, the dependable Hephaestus, the rigidly cognitive Goibniu, or the steadfast Demeter Familia.
She had almost searched everywhere in Orario. Since she couldn't find him, she would put it aside for now.
A God's life is long. If she couldn't wait today, she would wait tomorrow.
If not tomorrow, then in the future. Until that crystal-clear, beautiful soul unexpectedly entered her sight.
"That's probably about it."
Eugene walked along, pondering the thoughts of the high and mighty Goddess. Everything she did was for love.
From being a champion of justice to being completely neutral, or even chaotic evil. All these motivations were to obtain her ideal lover.
One could say that after Bell appeared, all her actions revolved around him. To unleash his potential, she force-fed his growth repeatedly.
In the original plot, she didn't hesitate to charm a monster at the Monster Fes and make it rampage, forcing Bell to directly defeat an opponent far stronger than himself.
She would then become intoxicated watching Bell's radiant and passionate fighting style.
A pure Yandere, to be honest.
"However, that kid won't be out of the hospital for at least a month, so you won't have a chance to go crazy."
Eugene sneered. He had no affection for the God Realm's top playgirl/player. How could a player like him tolerate another top player?
Since he had eliminated a major potential threat, Eugene could now confidently go all out...
To capture a girl, you must make her remember you. Showing up from time to time to assert your presence, keeping a tantalizing distance—that is the most fatal strategy!
Thinking of the quiet, golden-haired girl who would be distracted because of him, Eugene couldn't help but puff out his chest and stick up his nose.
Fortunately, he didn't bring the other girls; otherwise, they would again complain about him being a promiscuous womanizer when they saw him like this.
No choice. Without the protagonist Bell, so many girls were left without a home.To save their lives, this kind-hearted person can only step forward and fill the void!
Following the flow of people, he walked on.
But just then...
[You have stacked a skill to 100 layers!]
[Do you wish to evolve?]
"Darn it, why are there so many Minotaurs on the middle floors?"
Eugene complained. His skill slot for Minotaur War Cry clearly displayed a $C$. The fake "Minotaur Killer" Bell. The true "Minotaur's lifelong enemy" is Eugene!
These past two days, the bull had been frantically drawing magic from monsters to replenish his depleted stamina.
He had just about replenished it, and now it was time to evolve again!
"Ugh... Evolve it is!"
Eugene scratched his head and pressed the button.
The next moment, his body trembled, and he felt icy cold under the bright sun! His legs felt weak, and his vision was blurry.
This exhilarating feeling was the first he'd experienced since coming to the other world!
Eugene's sudden change drew murmurs from the vendors on both sides.
This young man, clearly suffering from over-indulgence, serves him right!
"Darn it!"
"How can I lose face in a place like this!"
Eugene pulled out a bottle of "Perfect Vigor Potion" and chugged it down.
The next second, it felt as if a scorching hot ball of fire formed in his dantian (the core energy point)!
The rapidly recovering vigor greatly filled the energy needed for the evolution.
Eugene's eyes were no longer blurry, and his legs were nimble again.
Even his Jinjin (the little gold friend) was stirring restlessly.
The older women chuckled amongst themselves, and the older men felt ashamed.
Holy Moly! This young man! His stamina is truly strong!
"I can't take this!"
Eugene ignored the onlookers, turned and slipped into a small alley, using the Flying Thunder God to return home. At this point, Aisha and Lena were still asleep.
"Huh? Master?"
"Hey! You bastard, you want more?"
"Wuwuwu!"
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