Anime Crossover: I, the Shadow King, slaughter my way through DanMachi!

"Now, everyone go back to your rooms and calm down. Tonight at 8 PM, everyone will gather in the lobby."

Under the intimidation of the three giants, the commotion subsided, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Ais looked up, a complex light flickering in her amber eyes: "Finn...I..."

Finn waved his hand, revealing a weary smile: "No need to explain, Ais, this matter doesn't really concern you."

"But..."

Ais's expression was filled with a hint of struggle and regret.

"The Hestia Familia came for you and Loki from the very beginning."

"Even if the war game isn't started, Ying Ping probably won't let it go."

"They might find various reasons to provoke and retaliate against Loki, since Loki had a prior conflict with Hestia."

Finn analyzed, biting his thumb.

"It's all because Lord Loki has always been arrogant and spoiled, and he always bullies Lord Hestia. This is retribution."

Grace shook her head and sighed.

"The most important thing now is that things have already happened."

Riveria interrupted him, "We must find a way to get through this crisis, otherwise our Loki Familia will really be wiped out by the Hestia Familia."

Grace finally uttered the words that had been lingering in her heart for a long time: "The one who tied the knot must untie it."

"If all else fails... how about we take Lord Loki with us and ask Lord Hestia to cancel the War Games?"

"In fact, we don't have much of a conflict with them. It all started because of Lord Loki."

These words silenced everyone.

The Loki Familia, once a dominant force in Orario, has now fallen to the point where they must beg for mercy!

Chapter 65 Freya, Submit to Me! [Seeking Flowers]

Orario Central Avenue, inside Moonlight Cat Cafe.

Sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows onto the solid wood table. Yingping slowly stirred the coffee in his cup, the silver spoon clinking against the porcelain cup with a crisp sound.

"The coffee beans here are imported from the Southern Continent. How does it taste?"

Freya pursed her red lips, her amethyst eyes gleaming with alluring light.

Today she specially changed into a low-cut white dress, and her silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, shimmering like pearls in the sunlight.

"not bad."

Yingping put down the silver spoon and looked calmly out the window: "It's just that the environment is a bit too quiet."

It was eerily quiet—

The entire bustling commercial street was deserted except for this coffee shop.

Several elite members of the Freya Familia stood at the entrance, blocking all customers who wanted to enter the store.

"I booked the whole place."

Freya chuckled softly: "After all, there are some things... that are not convenient for outsiders to hear."

She leaned forward gracefully, her neckline revealing a glimpse of her skin: "Yingping-kun, are you really not considering cooperating with us? With your and that Miss Chizuka's strength, plus the resources of my Freya Familia..."

"Goddess Freya".

Yingping interrupted her, a playful smile playing on his lips: "Why don't you tell me first, what benefits can you bring me if we cooperate?"

A hint of joy flashed in Freya's eyes, and she parted her red lips slightly: "If you're willing, I can make you the true king of Orario!"

"You, at 173, will possess countless riches, power, status, fame... and me..."

Her voice trailed off as she bit her lip and said, "Everything I have can be yours."

Yingping suddenly laughed.

That smile made Freya's heart skip a beat.

"How about this."

Yingping interlaced his fingers and rested them on his chin, gazing intently at the goddess of beauty.

"If you are willing to become a subordinate god of Hestia and merge the entire Freya Familia into the Hestia Familia... I may consider not taking action against you."

"Snapped!"

Freya's silver spoon fell onto the plate with a crisp sound.

Her expression instantly turned cold, a flash of anger crossing her purple eyes: "Are you kidding me? Are you... toying with me?"

"how could be?"

Yingping shrugged: "You insisted on coming to me, and now I'm talking to you very seriously."

Freya suddenly stood up, her long skirt brushing against the table: "Very well, then don't blame me!"

Her eyes suddenly flashed with an eerie purple light—

The goddess unleashes her most powerful allure!

"Ying Pingjun~"

Freya's voice was like heavenly music: "Are you really willing to do this to me?"

however

Yingping remained seated calmly, not even changing the curve of his lips.

"How can it be...!"

Freya staggered backward in shock, nearly knocking over her chair. "My charm didn't work..."

"boom!"

Hearing the commotion outside, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open, and two adventurers from Freya's Familia rushed in: "Lady Freya!"

But the next second, a dark figure appeared like a ghost, blocking their path—

It was a warrior general shrouded in shadow, with only his scarlet eyes visible.

He comes from the world of Sekiro, and the black longsword in his hand exudes a suffocating killing intent.

The shadow warrior silently took a step forward, and the two adventurers immediately broke out in a cold sweat and unconsciously retreated.

They had never seen such an imposing monster!

"Go back."

Ying Ping gave the order without turning his head.

The shadow warrior immediately sheathed his sword and retreated to the side.

"Sit down again, Goddess Freya."

Yingping made an inviting gesture, "We're not finished talking yet."

Freya sat back down in her chair, her face pale, her chest heaving slightly, and for the first time, she showed a look of panic: "Who...who are you?"

Yingping picked up his coffee, took a sip, and said slowly, "Who I am is not important. What's important is that I really have no interest in you."

Freya bit her lower lip, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes: "Could it be... that my charm, as the goddess of beauty, is truly useless to you?"

"You really don't have even the slightest feeling for me?"

For the first time, she began to doubt her own charm.

Yingping put down his cup and looked directly into her eyes: "No, Freya, you are indeed very beautiful, and your appearance and temperament are my type, but..."

He paused, then his tone suddenly turned sharp: "I can't accept that the person I like isn't a virgin."

"Varied-!"

Freya's eyes widened suddenly, then she burst out laughing. "I see... no wonder you treated Hestia and Artemis that way..."

Her laughter carried a hint of self-mockery: "How ironic that I, Freya, would be rejected by a human for something like this."

Yingping's expression turned cold: "That's enough that you understand. Let's end the conversation here."

"Either become a subordinate god of Hestia, or wait to be sent back to the heavens."

"I'll give you only one minute to think."

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Freya's purple eyes.

Her slender fingers gently caressed the rim of the coffee cup, a dangerous smile curving her lips.

"Judging from your expression, if I refuse... you really would kill me right now?"

Freya's voice suddenly became alluring, with a hint of probing: "Even at the cost of bearing the sin of killing a god?"

Ying Ping's gaze remained unwavering: "That's right."

He stood up and looked down at the goddess of beauty: "Actually, I could have Artemis do it, wouldn't that be simpler?"

Upon hearing this, Freya's body trembled slightly, not from fear, but from some indescribable excitement.

An unnatural flush rose to her cheeks, and her breathing became rapid.

“Hehe…Hehehe…”

Freya suddenly let out a silvery laugh: "Yingping-kun, you are really... amazing."

She stood up gracefully, placed one hand on her chest, and bowed slightly, saying, "You have successfully convinced me. I am now willing... to become a subordinate god of Hestia."

Yingping narrowed his eyes: "A wise choice."

"Then let's launch a war game against the Hestia Familia."

He turned and walked towards the door without looking back, saying, "Then you admit defeat yourself and complete the ceremony under the witness of the guild."

After speaking, the black trench coat drew a sharp arc behind him.

The shadow warrior instantly transformed into a pool of black water, silently merging into his shadow.

"and many more!"

Freya suddenly called out to him.

Yingping stopped walking, but did not turn around.

"You...you just said I'm your type, right?"

Her voice trembled more than ever before.

Ying Ping remained silent for a moment, then finally said simply, "You forget thousands of things every day, why don't you forget this one too?"

With a "click," the door closed.

Freya stared intently at Ying Ping's departing figure until the black silhouette completely disappeared through the doorway, at which point she couldn't help but laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha...."

The laughter grew louder and louder, eventually turning into a near-manic laugh.

"Ah...this is so funny..."

Freya's cheeks flushed an unnatural red, her purple eyes gleamed with a sickly light, and she laughed until tears streamed down her face.

"Finally...finally found it..."

"A man who is unmoved by my charm... who even threatened to kill me, yet still captivates my heart..."

Freya's gaze fell on the coffee Yingping had left, and she reached out with trembling hands to pick it up.

"Ying Pingjun... from this moment on, I must have you..."

Freya licked her lips, as if she were holding a sacred object, her eyes gradually turning dangerous and crazed.

She brought the cup to her lips, smelled it first, and then carefully drank it all in one gulp.

The coffee had long since gone cold, and the bitter taste spread across her tongue, yet it made her tremble with excitement.

"Since you don't like me as I am now... then I'll become the way you like me..."

She put down her cup, her fingertips unconsciously touching her burning cheeks.