Eternal Saṃsāra: The Wanderer of Worlds, Book 2

[238] One Pantheon to Another

Chapter 238: One Pantheon to Another

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In the majestic corridors of the celestial palace of Asgard, a maid walked gracefully, her steps careful. She wouldn't want to drop the things she was carrying; after all, they were more expensive than her life. Divine fruits—gleaming apples, glistening grapes, and luminous berries—rested in the silver tray she carried.

The fruits emitted a soft aura, infusing the air with their sweet, divine scent. That made her almost drool. But no, she wouldn't dare touch them; they were the snacks of the Goddess. Clothed in customary Nordic garb, the maid servant's simple gown swayed gently as she neared the abode of the Goddess Freya.

The door was right ahead, adorned with intricate carvings of vines and runes that shimmered faintly under the hall's lighting. It was worthy of the Mother Goddess' abode, as light from Yaggdrassil rained down from the open roofs. Reaching it, she took a deep breath and knocked softly after putting a polite smile on her lips.

– Knock Knock.

There was no answer.

She stood there momentarily, waiting. Minutes passed and then she knocked again—slightly louder this time. But still, no response came from within. Her smile faltered, replaced by a puzzled tilt of her head.

Perhaps the Goddess was resting?

The maid paused briefly before gently pushing the door open. She peeked her head inside and quietly said, "My lady? I-...!"

Her breath caught in her throat as her eyes widened. The scene before her was insane. Freya, their Mother Goddess, lay sprawled across her silken bed, her body drenched in sweat. Her chest rose and fell heavily, her skin glistening in the dim light. Her red hair, usually flowing and perfect, stuck to her flushed face in damp strands, and her eyes... Her eyes were rolled back, her tongue hanging from her parted lips as she moaned softly to herself.

She looked like the All-Father had pleased her for days.

The maid's hands trembled as she nearly let the tray slip, her face turning a deep shade of red. When had All-Father paid a visit? But wait, Odin wasn't even in Asgard.

...So, what could it be?

"My lady?" the maid repeated herself, and that was the greatest mistake of her life.

"You..." Freya replied with a raspy voice, her head raising slightly.The goddess's eyes regained focus gradually, and she let out a deep sigh. "Why did you have to enter? Hah."

The maid attempted to apologize but found herself unable to speak. Before she could speak, a pulse of raw magic burst from Freya's raised hand. A wave of energy rippled through the air, slamming into her. The maid's body disintegrated into shimmering particles, her form scattering like dust, and the tray of divine fruit clattering to the floor.

Freya groaned, collapsing back onto her bed. Her half-lidded eyes shone in a mixture of exhaustion and... pleasure. The well-used Goddess could still feel the sensations, her sensitive body trembling from the aftershocks of what she had gone through the entire day.

"I'll take revenge on that brat for this humiliation," Freya muttered through gritted teeth, her voice a low growl even as her body betrayed her, still wracked with unwanted sensation. "I swear it... I'll make him pay."

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Tsubaki let out a long sigh as she dropped Brigid's unconscious body onto the bed. As I looked at her, I found her wiping her hands on her thighs with a satisfied grin.

"Well, that was fun," she said, turning to me with a playful sparkle in her eyes.

I gently placed Rossweisse on the bed across the room. I warned her with a smile, "Careful, don't get addicted. Otherwise..."