15 Ethan's Explanation!

Chapter 15 - Ethan's Explanation!

The immense divine power, or rather, the genuine divine power, made the black mist that had emerged from Ethan's body instantly dissipate, returning to the depths of his soul and sinking into silence.

Ethan's gaze turned to the side.

'Da-da-da-da.'

Clear footsteps echoed, and then, the real goddess of beauty, Freya, walked out.

The appearance and figure of the fake 'Freya,' who had almost caused trouble just now, quietly changed.

After a moment, she transformed into another appearance.

"Lady Freya, I apologize for disappointing you."

The woman stood up and expressed self-blame to Freya.

"You've done well, Horn. Go rest now."

"Yes."

Casting a fierce glance at Ethan, Horn left.

Seeing this, Ethan knew he had guessed correctly.

All of the previous drama was orchestrated by Freya, and the one who just left was probably the real 'Syr.'

She had offered her name to Freya, exchanged it for a new one, and gained the qualification to transform into Freya.

It was like a substitute body trained by emperors in ancient times.

Most of the time, Horn would play the role of 'Freya' in the Familia, allowing her mischievous goddess to have enough time to enjoy herself outside.

After Freya sat down, she scrutinized Ethan from head to toe, her eyes filled with surprise.

Although Horn's transformation was not flawless, in the mortal world, no one had ever seen through it.

Now, on their first meeting, Ethan had managed to see through Horn's magic, which astonished Freya.

"Shouldn't there be something you want to say?"

Freya crossed one slender leg over the other, leaning on her seat with a languid posture.

Her enchanting figure emitted an overwhelming amount of feminine hormones into the air.

Despite Freya appearing lazy and carefree, her charm was even more explosive.

It felt like she was passively giving away her charm freely every second, causing an itch in the men's heart, like a cat scratching, but one couldn't do anything about it.

So, for a young and energetic man, this was nothing short of torture.

"Nothing~" Ethan could probably guess that his goddess held grudges.

Wasn't it just using her money to buy her service in Hostess of Fertility?

Was it necessary to take this matter so seriously?

'Gurgle~'

Whether it was due to the seductive atmosphere in the room or for some other reason, Freya's pair of enchanting legs were displayed in front of Ethan.

Watching those white, slender long legs and attractive feet, he couldn't help but feel increasingly thirsty.

Standing by such a beauty, being able to see but not touch, who could understand this torment?

Freya naturally noticed Ethan's subtle expressions.

Since a while ago, his gaze had continuously fallen onto her legs and feet.

She could guess that he was probably the type who was into beautiful legs and feet.

As the goddess of beauty, every inch of her body exuded the most perfect feminine grace in the world.

Therefore, it was only natural for others to steal glances or even become infatuated with her body.

"Is it nice? Want to touch them?"

Just as Ethan was engrossed in watching, Freya's voice softly echoed.

"Can I?"

Did his wish come true? Ethan subconsciously raised his head in excitement.

However, what greeted him was Freya's 'playful' smile.

Suddenly, Ethan's 'enthusiasm' was extinguished.

Having his act of peeking at someone's legs and feet exposed made him feel a bit embarrassed.

"Cough, Goddess Freya, I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong."

"Oh? Not that? Then what do you mean?"

"Well it's nothing, really."

"Nothing? Then what did you mean before?"

Fine, caught in the act. There was no escape now.

"Whatever you think I meant, that's what I mean."

Under the roof, one had to bow one's head; here, Goddess Freya was in charge.

Hearing Ethan's words, Freya let out a light snort but didn't press further on this matter.

"Alright, tell me, how did you figure out that Horn isn't me? You know, her magic can even deceive gods. How did you discern it?"

"Um, Lady Freya, I don't know what you mean?"

"Hump, what do you think I mean?"

Seeing Ethan's 'astonished' expression, Freya gave him a white glance.

However, Freya was genuinely curious about Ethan's answer.

After all, Horn just now shared a part of her innate charm, which ordinary people could hardly resist.

"Because the Freya I know wouldn't actively release her charm. That fake one not only released it voluntarily but also seemed to be intentionally trying to seduce me. You should know, this afternoon, it was Lady Freya who kicked me out."

"Is that so?"

"Of course, the Goddess Freya I know is the embodiment of beauty. She doesn't need to actively release her charm. Only those unattractive women would use their charm powers."

This statement was a bit of flattery, but most women, including goddesses, happened to love to hear it.

Even if they had some thoughts about actively releasing charm, as long as it was a woman, they cared about their original appearance.

The goddess of beauty was no exception.

Ethan's words pleased Freya a lot.

Of course, there was a 'special bonus' in this, considering Ethan wasn't affected by her charm.

Therefore, the praise spoken by him carried more weight than others.

Those who were charmed by Freya would probably speak much more beautiful words than Ethan did.

However, in Freya's ears, their countless sentences couldn't compare to Ethan's single word.

That's the difference.

"Come here, give my feet a little massage."

Hearing Ethan's compliment, Freya's mood improved a bit, and she couldn't help but speak.

"Huh?"

Now, it was Ethan's turn to be confused. Wasn't the topic changing too quickly?

"What, you don't want to?"

"Of course not. I'm willing. Being able to serve Lady Freya is a blessing accumulated over my eight lifetimes."

Saying this, he walked over to the goddess, sat on a low stool beside her, which Freya usually used to prop her feet.

It had now become Ethan's seat.

With some excitement, he took the goddess's attractive feet into his hands, this being his second time touching the goddess's feet.

Ethan was very excited and pleased.

After all, for a guy with a foot fetish, such an occurrence was nothing short of a 'blessing.'

Glancing at the excited Ethan, Freya's lips curled slightly.

To be honest, Ethan's massage skills were not great, just pressing a few acupoints, mainly for relieving fatigue.

Moreover, due to his 'unhealthy desires,' it was more like taking advantage of the goddess than giving her a good massage.

But Freya approved of his misconduct, as she was experiencing this kind of feeling for the first time.

Ethan looked at the enchanting pair of feets in his hands and Freya's perfect long slender legs.

Although they were naturally flawless, he still felt they lacked something.

With legs like this, it would be a pity not to wear black stockings.

Otherwise, it would be a waste of her beauty.

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