26 Damsel in Distress

He lowered his head to look at her, his silver hair swaying in the gentle breeze. His lips curled into a cold grin as he held her buttcheeks close to his strong powerful dick.

"We meet again."

Artemis's eyes widened. She was weak and frail at the moment but in contact with him, she felt her body fill with energy, not divinity but just pure power.

"H-how?" The moon deity stuttered. This was impossible, after all, she just met him a while back... he had not even awakened his domains back then.

The silver-haired man smiled, his purple eyes blazing as he looked down upon the ruined land.

His fingers reached for Artemis's lips and rubbed them lightly.

"If let's say... I save your hunters... who you call daughters, kill the Orc Calamity and help you regain your lost power... what will you give me?"

Artemis was silent, she closed her eyes. Her entire world had been fucked in a matter of hours. How would she have expected to lose everything so randomly? After all, this was a normal day in her long godly life.

The touch of the man was warm, she would be lying if she said she did not like it. After losing the moon divinity, she had been feeling rather cold and in his embrace, she felt a little complete.

"I will give you my divine weapon. The Golden Moon."

Valyr Mexnerrius almost burst out laughing, seemingly able to control it.

"You mean the weapon that was useless in front of that Orc King and now is confused about who his master is? No thanks."

Artemis's body trembled. He was right, after all, her prided weapon was pretty much useless in this fight.

She did not know what to offer him, her daughters were indeed extremely important to her and so was her reputation.

What could she offer him... something he would not get on his own? He was a God now, a strong one... she could feel it.

Even thinking of what a man would want made her feel shame. However, there was maybe no other way... she wanted to save her daughters very badly.

"M-my body?"

The silver-haired man's face contorted to become one of disdain.

"Do you think so lowly of me? Please value yourself more."

Anger burst into her heart, she clutched her fingers hard crushing into her palms. It took all of her pride to utter that offer... all she got in return was humiliation.

Resentment flowed into the eyes of the eternal virgin goddess. However, it cooled down as fast as water pouring onto her head. Artemis's palms loosened.

'Pride without power is just a recipe for death. What was I even thinking though... Mexneriuss is a gentleman who would never accept such an offer... He is not like other men in Ancient Greece or my bitch mother, Zeus.'

She had resigned. Artemis had absolute trust in the silver-haired man. From making heavenly food to rejecting her offer and even telling her to value herself... now this was a hard man to find.

She would not lie, he was becoming more attractive, the more she stared at him.

"I offer you everything I have, just make a proposition."

It was then that she saw on his visage, a smile so crooked that the heavens would turn black.

"Beautiful. Then how about this... I will do all of the above... But you become my maid?"

A peal of horrible laughter escaped Artemis's lips. That was not fair at all, he was offering her a deal where she would be doing everything but become his lover... although she did not want to.

Men across the globe, gods, and goddesses would die to marry her even if she was weak... that is how beautiful she is... omniverse toppling.

But here... this guy wants to make a servant out of her. She shook her head. Valyr Mexnerrius was indeed a peculiar man, a true man actually. This was someone she could finally respect.

Artemis, the great huntress, protector of women, and the goddess of the Moon, one of the Olympia... and a future maid.

Ahhhh... so fucking infuriating.

"How dare you!"

Without hesitation, the man slapped the goddess across the face.

Her cheek burned in pain as her hand instinctively touched her burning skin. The woman's face twisted into a scowl of anger.

"You! You! My sister will kill you!"

Artemis's left eye twitched as she clenched her fist. The silver-haired man clutched her first, a sadistic smile flowing onto his visage.

This was very enjoyable. If this was not his vendetta slowly getting accomplished then nothing was.

"Calm down you lowly goddess." Clutching her neck, he forcefully made her watch all the hungry orcs coming close to her daughters on the battlefield and the Orc Calamity that was eyeing them, seemingly missing his big meal.

"See. They will soon die... eaten actually... and become energy for a pig. Do you think this is the right time to be angry or let your pride come in the way?"

Artemis went silent. What he said was the truth... but she kept forgetting her status and current situation again and again.

It was like a bad dream had become reality. Tears welled up in her eyes as she held her arms close to her boobs, pressing against them tightly.

"Alright. I accept your offer... to become your maid."

Valyr Mexnerrius laughed.

"You are willing to let go of your honor?"

She nodded, gritting her teeth. Did she even have a choice now?

"Then, call me Master from now onwards."

Artemis stood with her chin high, her fists clenching. Her eyes glittered with determination.

"Yes?"

"Call me master or you will be spanked."

Artemis swallowed her saliva. A man slapping her butt would be the worst punishment in history for her.

"Understood... Master..."

The silver-haired man smiled, a cold grin to be exact.

"Good girl, here is your reward."

*Phtack!*

Artemis's body jolted at the loud sound. Her hands tightened around her breasts as the goddess tried to hold in her moan.

"Ouch! Oww! It hurts!"

She had felt pain before, she had been tortured by Hera herself.

However, this was worse than anything she had ever experienced.

Why did this hurt so much? Was it because he was hitting her bum? Or was it because he was hitting her everywhere but the spot he wanted to hit? Or was it because of her virgin divinity domain?

Weird.

Mexneriuss lowered her and whistled lightly in the air, a golden stag instantly appeared galloping lightly.

"Rest on Cery, from tomorrow onwards your job begins."

Saying that he turned his back on her, observing the orc army and then the head of all those pigs.

The silver-haired man walked forward, all wind stopped except for the gentle breeze around him.

The ground turned cold as if all heat had been sucked out while the orcs froze... goosebumps traveled through their entire body.

It was as if they stood in front of the apex predator himself. Mex stretched out his hand, towards the sky, opening his fingers then he swished it down as his lips curled up rather dangerously.

"Dracarys."