I love time travel the most!

To escape!

We must escape no matter what!

"How much further do you intend to run, Ishtar?"

"Freya...?!"

A voice, as if summoning death, came from the steps behind her, and the striking silver hair made Ishtar's face contort in fear.

She had completely abandoned hostility, and the overwhelming fear had utterly bound her.

Ishtar fled in panic again, but when she reached the steps on the other side of the platform that she could go down, she found that it had been destroyed and a huge hole blocked her escape route.

"What……!!!"

Ishtar stood there, stunned.

Then the slow footsteps grew closer and closer, and finally they caught up with her.

Freya wiped her cheek with her slender hand and said with a hint of resentment, "Let's end this chase game here. I'm so tired."

"Alas……?!"

Ishtar hurriedly turned around, suppressing her scream.

Freya smiled, and behind her was a similar mark to the collapse that Ishtar was facing away from.

Less than ten steps apart, the goddesses faced each other.

Ishtar couldn't help but back away, her smile frozen, pleading, "I... I only acted on impulse, Freya? I didn't know you were so obsessed with that child... I... I dare not do it again, please spare me."

First she begged for mercy from the mortals (Kobayashi), and now she's begging for mercy from the hostile goddess (Freya). In order to survive, Ishtar has abandoned all pretense of dignity.

In the past, Freya would likely have taken pity on her and let her go.

Unfortunately, it didn't work this time.

The night breeze ruffled her soft silver hair. Freya smiled, but her eyes held no warmth or affection.

“Ishtar, I’ve forgiven all your pranks with a smile until now… but not this time. I can’t forgive you. I’m going to make that child mine! Any goddess who dares to touch my person, I will never forgive her!”

The sheer possessiveness and obsession with the child behind her that revealed her left Ishtar speechless.

It was like two mirrors reflecting each other.

Just as Ishtar's eyes, filled with jealousy of Freya, held a black flame called infatuation, Freya's silver eyes also held a black flame.

Just how obsessed is Bear Grylls?

Kobayashi clicked his tongue in amazement.

Jealous goddesses are terrifying.

It was just a kidnapping, yet they destroyed someone's entire family. Isn't this what they call "You mess with my people, I'll wipe out your whole family"?

That's incredibly domineering!

As for your question about whether Freya came for Kobayashi?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Not to mention that no one in the Ishtar Familia could harm him, even if they did, Ishtar wouldn't dare. From the guild's perspective, Kobayashi is already in an invincible position.

Freya doesn't need to make a big fuss about him.

"Why...why...!"

Devastated, Ishtar gritted her teeth, almost crushing them, her fists clenched so tightly they turned white.

Her brown skin, voluptuous figure, and beauty were all tinged with the color of anger.

"Why!!!"

Ishtar blushed crimson and roared, "We're both goddesses of beauty... in fame and in children, you far surpass me! Why, why are we so different! What is it about us that's different?!"

"Character," Freya answered decisively, laughing as if she were an idiot. "I think I've already said that. Is there anything else?"

"Character..."

"Isn't that right? Whether it's the choice of people or the methods, your character is too low. As a goddess of beauty, you don't refuse any man who comes your way, but you just use brutal control. You are tyrannical, despicable, and disgusting."

"Wa ...

Freya's comments ignited Ishtar's resentment, and her reason completely collapsed at that moment. She let out a beastly roar and pounced on Freya.

The goddess let out a howl.

On the windswept rooftop, Ishtar, with a ferocious expression unbecoming of a goddess, charged forward in a rage, attempting to seize Freya.

Faced with her approaching opponent, the silver-haired goddess simply turned around lightly, using the force of the impact to dodge the surprise attack.

"------!"

With her feet almost touching the edge of the cliff, there was no way back. The black abyss below the palace resembled a ferocious beast with its jaws wide open, ready to devour the delicious goddess.

Ishtar plunged headfirst toward the rooftop cliff, her eyes wide as she staggered several steps before managing to regain her balance.

Seeing that she still hadn't fallen, Freya helped her by giving Ishtar a hard push on her chest!

"Wait……!"

Snapped----!

Having probably grown tired of hearing it, Freya didn't give Ishtar another chance to beg for mercy, slapping her across the face with a crisp sound.

Wow!

Goddesses fighting is really exciting!

Xiaolin exclaimed that it was so much fun.

Blinded by anger, Ishtar was no different from any other shrew; she had just resorted to crude and crude methods of fighting, such as grabbing hair and choking.

In contrast, Freya was extremely elegant, whether it was turning around or slapping someone.

The difference between the two is obvious.

Seemingly not satisfied with just one slap, Freya delivered another hard slap.

After being brutally slapped, Ishtar lost her balance and fell to the ground.

She fell far below from the top floor of the palace.

The body is getting smaller and smaller.

—Smack!

Not long after, the sound of the goddess's body being smashed to pieces came from the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light shot into the sky.

Ishtar, having triggered the rules of the lower realm, was returned to the heavens by the "divine return".

"Remember to behave, Ishtar. But there might not be a next time."

Freya's lips curled up in a smile.

Then he turned around, looked at Kobayashi who was staring up at the beam of light, and asked, "Did what happened just now scare you?"

"...No, your figure is still absolutely stunning."

Xiaolin shook his head.

Rather than saying he watched a good show, it's more accurate to say he watched a good show.

It's rare to see goddesses arguing, especially one this heated; he's already quite satisfied.

Seeing Kobayashi nod, Freya breathed a sigh of relief.

Her biggest fear was that revealing her true nature would frighten Xiaolin and cause them to drift apart. But it seems that didn't happen.

Just then, a commotion arose from the stairwell.

"Lady Hestia, is this really the way we should go? It's clearly going uphill, isn't it?"

"I'm so tired... Have we climbed thirty floors already?"

"Stop complaining, Lily. If it weren't for the vibration that caused the handcuffs to come off, we would probably all be buried under the rubble."

"Lord Hestia, haven't you gone out yet?"

"Trust me, Bell, I've already figured out this place! Just watch, this is my escape route!"

Hestia's smug voice came from the steps behind her, but when she saw Kobayashi and Freya on the platform, she froze in shock.

"……Eh?"

"Kobayashi (sir)?!" xN

Clearly, they hadn't expected Xiaolin to appear here, and the sight of a celestial being being sent back to the heavens left them speechless with shock.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Horrible, terrible."

Above the massive walls of the labyrinthine city, a handsome, charismatic man looks down upon its southeastern part, the area of ​​the red-light district.

"I never expected things to turn out this way."

Hermes, with his orange-yellow hair and bloodshot eyes, wearing a cowboy hat, let out a sound tinged with sorrow.

He was deeply saddened as he watched the red-light district gradually lose its original charm.

Goddesses fighting is truly terrifying.

"I'm actually one of the reasons this happened... Ahhh, how could this happen? It breaks my heart!"

He spread his arms wide, exaggeratedly gestured with his hands and feet, then pressed his hand to his chest and bowed his head, making his mourning seem insincere.

Asphie's face was cold as she said in a deep voice, "So, which parts were part of your plan?"

With a loud explosion, the handsome man, who had been looking down, raised the corners of his mouth as if he had thought of something amusing, and shouted back, "No! Nothing at all! I didn't do anything this time!"

"……What?!"

"It was all Kobayashi's doing! Let me make it clear beforehand, I originally planned to do something, at least to leave a spark. But before I could do anything, he had already made his move!"

Having abandoned his previous pretentious behavior, the once handsome male god now appeared somewhat manic.