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Chapter 300 - Having fun with Freya?
🕑 Added 2026-01-10 03:31:56 +0000 UTCAfter thinking about it a little more, I decided that I would use my teleportation ability to go to Freya. She is waiting for me, and I can’t disappoint her. I wanted to ignore her, but I can’t.
I took a shower and got ready, making sure I smelled as good as possible.
“I’m heading out. I’ll be back in a bit,” I said to Hestia, who was still focused on her reading. “Here are the other volumes. You can read them after you finish that one. Just be careful with them.”
To prevent her from overthinking about me if I took too long, I decided to give her the other volumes.
“Thank you! Have fun.” She simply thanked me and didn’t ask where I was going. That’s perfect.
Right there in the room, I activated my teleportation ability. My vision changed instantly, and in front of me stood an empty, luxurious throne. I looked around. What an impressive place.
It was a large, lavish hall, and everything drew the eye. Beautiful ornaments were everywhere. I kept admiring the room and completely forgot why I had come here. I’m here to meet Freya.
I was about to leave the hall to look for her when someone opened the door before I could step out. It was Ottar. His eyes widened the moment he saw me.
“How did you get to this place?” he asked irritably. Just from his tone, I could tell he had no good intentions. Still, I wasn’t afraid of him, because I knew I could kill him if I wanted to.
Not easily—but I could.
“I just came here. I thought Freya would be here, but she isn’t. Can’t you call her for me? I’m getting bored~~” I said, mocking Ottar. I turned my back on him and walked toward Freya’s throne.
As I got close and prepared to sit down, I felt a threatening presence approaching at high speed.
It was Ottar.
However, I teleported away before his sword could hit me.
Right after that, I turned invisible.
“Hey, don’t get so angry. I just wanted to sit down and rest for a bit.” Hearing my voice, Ottar tried to strike me again, but I teleported away.
“I’m here~~”
Once again, he tried to attack me, but I teleported.
I kept mocking him for a while until I finally got tired of it.
While Ottar was looking around, I teleported behind him and activated the ability Bloodlust. His body trembled, and he swung his sword, but I easily avoided it and teleported behind him again.
Then I activated the abilities Strength, Speed, and Lightning Strike, and struck him directly in the back with the palm of my hand, using all my force. He won’t die from just that, right?
The moment my attack hit, Ottar let out a scream of pain unlike anything I had ever heard from him, and I felt the bones in his back shatter.
He was sent flying at high speed toward Freya’s throne, smashing it to pieces before slamming into the wall behind it. After that, he fell to the ground as chunks of concrete collapsed over him. He lay there, unmoving.
“Something is happening!”
“We have an intruder!”
“Be careful!”
Several members of the Freya Familia—people I didn’t recognize—began to appear in the hall, trying to hunt me down.
I could kill them easily, but I don’t want to.
Wouldn’t it be easier to ask the system/ability to teleport me directly to where Freya is?
That’s exactly what I did.
Before I could be attacked, I waved at the men and disappeared.
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My vision changed again, and I was surprised when I felt my feet become wet. I looked down and noticed her—Freya. Her white hair was wet, and her eyes were wide open.
She was clearly surprised.
Her completely naked, wet body was incredibly beautiful.
Freya didn’t scream or panic. After setting aside her surprise, her lips curved into a smile. “Hmmm… so you finally appeared.” She ignored me and continued washing herself.
“You seemed so eager to talk to me that I couldn’t hold myself back,” I said, stepping aside and taking off my wet shoes. “Look what you did—everything’s soaked.”
“And whose fault is it for invading the bathroom while someone is taking a bath?” She laughed and continued washing herself. I leaned against the wall and silently watched her for a while.
I admired every part of her body. Even though her breasts weren’t as large as Hestia’s, they were a very nice size. Her body was perfectly symmetrical—it looked as if it had been sculpted by an artist.
“What is it? Do you like what you see?” Freya asked, looking at me as she brushed her wet hair away from her face.
“Of course I do. Your body is beautiful.”
“I didn’t expect you to be so straightforward.”
“There’s no point in lying. You’re a very beautiful woman,” I shrugged.
After standing up and grabbing a towel, Freya asked, “What kind of mess did you cause? It almost sounds like we’re at war.”
“Nothing serious. Ottar showed up and attacked me out of nowhere. I had to deal with him. Don’t worry—I didn’t kill him.”
“Thank you for that.” After drying herself, Freya left the bathroom, and I followed her. We arrived at a luxurious bedroom with a large double bed that looked like it came straight out of an old movie. It was beautiful.
“No need to thank me. But now the other members of your Familia are hunting me. Can’t you deal with that?”
“Hm? You caused this problem, so now you have to handle it yourself.”
“Aren’t you afraid members of your Familia might be killed?”
Hearing my question, Freya smiled and said, “Honestly, I don’t really care.”
I had just heard something outrageous.
Freya would never say something like that about the members of her Familia.
