Goddess Collector: Every Hole is a Goal - Chapter 823: 811

Title: The Third Minister (2)

Nik’s entire being exuded a strange sense of charm but it was partly because he stood next to two individuals that could not rouse any form of excitement from most of the female Asgardians. The court of Asgard was in full attendance save for the famed Heimdall who kept watch over the borders of the realm. In the hall of glittering gold and magical metals, the ruler of the realm sat on his throne and Nik knew how wrong he was about Odin. Unlike Strange: Weak body but rank 6 capabilities, Odin was everything Strange could be, and everything he wasn’t.

But this call of attendance wasn’t for Nik. No. It was for a woman. Wavy red hair cascading over her back and she wore strapless armor leading down to a tight-fitted pants made of extremely durable material. A golden headgear with short metal wings sprung out from its side adorned the woman’s forehead and her pupilless eyes revealed a distinct indifference.

Next to Odin, meanwhile, sat a regal woman with agitation clear on her face. Beautiful and comely with wrinkles all in the right places. If Odin could be considered an old hunk then the woman clearly looked way out of his leagues. Her auburn hair loosely tied back and her dress being a turquoise free-flowing gown.

“I, Odin Borson…” Odin began but even his mood fluctuated, something that a small youth wearing oversized robes felt naturally.

In reality, Ray could perfectly control Mephisto. It could be said that Mephisto’s contribution to Ray’s evolution was his own undoing. But not Odin. Despite being under Ray’s command, the succubus still felt a sliver of resistance which was quite dangerous. Heimdall was in his control and so was Balder. Everyone around Odin continued to succumb to the dark pleasures that Yar and he could provide but not Odin. Even Nik would be hard-pressed to actually use his supernatural lust on a rank 6 individual and Ray was the same. If it wasn’t for the fact that despite the unfavorable evolution, his innate strength had grown, then Ray could have never taken control of Odin.

But at this moment, Odin seemed to have forgotten his dilemma. He gazed at the woman of epitome indifference with complicated emotions. Unable to control his shuddering breath, Odin seemed to be representing the woman’s mood next to him and struck his staff softly, “Daughter… welcome home.” His chest heaved but because of his armored clothing, it didn’t look extremely obvious. Standing aside in line, the court was filled with important figures.

Two gazes landed on Angela before being turned to the ministers standing behind Odin.

Balder took glances at Ray. Meanwhile, Thor stared at Nik carefully. He, of course, remembered Nik. The man had caused him to crush his own balls! It’s hard to heal from such a damage! On the other hand, the only distressed woman in the court, Brunnhilde, had her mind occupied.

Due to standing next to multiple butt-chinned and shriveled nut-looking Brian, and tomboyish trap with a flaring succubus Ray, Nik stood out. He wore violet clothing. Lon robes ornamented with glittering gold gems. His black hair swept back and his sturdy build attracting plenty of attention. Many observed him. Ray or Brian, who among them was ordinary even compared to Asgardian standards?

Would Nik be simple if he is able to stand next to them and reveal a familiarity with them?

Thor already had a few questions in his mind but the existence of Angela took precedence.

Hearing Odin’s proclamation, Angela nodded plainly. She had long expected that her reaction when facing the truth… wouldn’t be much.

Finding parents, knowing about one’s origin, all these sentiments may seem important to a teenager or a middle-aged person but who among this court aside from Ray, Brian, and Nik wasn’t in their millennium? To Odin and his wife, Angela undoubtedly proved to be a great bundle of joy still. But to Angela herself, all of this meant nothing.

Father, she didn’t meat for more than a thousand years, who else could he be to her aside from a stranger? The same for the shuddering woman next to her with eyes brimming with tears.

‘But… I bet Loki would be pissed off when she sees such a reaction for me,’ A sadistic sense of pleasure still hummed within Angela. To her, teasing Loki and paying her back for all the pranks and insults was more important than anything, well, aside from Nik and playing video games with Anna.

Or getting stronger than she already is.

Seeing the lack of reaction from Angela, Odin sighed and spoke up, “Aldrif, from now on—”

“My name is Angela,” she interjected. Her tone instantly making many Asgardians frown with displeasure. But glancing towards the woman next to Odin, Angela still sighed and stated softly, “A name stuck for thousand years is better than a name dying with an infant. Please, call me Angela.”

“Angela…” The woman spoke up without hesitation and stood up. Unable to control herself or fear the decorum of the court, she took large strides to reach in front of Angela and pull her into a hug. Although Angela could feel the sheer warmth from the woman, she didn’t know how to react? The person she hugged the most is Nik and what happens afterward… it will be inappropriate to do that kind of thing in front of a court filled with people.

‘Oh, my god! If I had my mother hugging me, I would have cried happily. Come on, at least hug her back,’ Nik’s exasperated voice appeared in Angela’s head and she pursed her lips. Though reluctant, she did feel good in this woman’s embrace. Feeling her heaving chest and her shuddering breath as her hold around Angela tightened, the crimson battle angel could only sigh and hug the woman back.

In fact, the two parents weren’t able to even talk to Angela privately. Odin was controlled by Ray to call the court and only then presented Angela to every Asgardian.

“For finding my daughter, and returning her safely, I designate Nik Faran as the third and final external minister. His words are no different than any commander under me. Let it be known throughout all the realms!” Odin stated with a grave expression and even the court was slightly distressed. Another external minister only diluted their internal strength.

But as Odin struck his spear, his words were final.

Everyone tilted their bodies towards Nik, even the princes were no exception. Only the woman hugging Angela and Angela herself didn’t towards Nik. Everybody bent their waists slightly and bowed to Nik.

“Welcome to Asgard,” Brian whispered with a smile.

“About that… it will be destroyed by a rather strong god chasing me,” Nik smiled kindly in return but Brian’s and Ray’s expressions froze instantly.

—

“Destroyed?! Actually destroyed?! Like shattered?” Ray placed his mug down, his lips smeared by the froth of ale and a shocked expression on his face.

Brian was no different. Right now, the three of them had found themselves a private room within the castle. Nik had already described Knull to Brian and Ray but they were shocked by the potency Nik implied that this creature held.

“You… is it because of that weird slimes? The symbiotes you promised to us?” Ray referred to the deal Nik still had to fulfill.

“Yep,” Nik nodded. His plan of selling limited nano-symbiote still hadn’t come to fruition but it was close and when he does sell it, he would make the two fiends cough out everything they can have. The three of them understood the value of the symbiote far more than others. These strange entities could travel with them.

“Well, I just thought you guys needed to know to get ready. That guy is… most possibly stronger than Odin.”

“What about you?” Brian looked at Nik, “He’s after you, right?”

“Me?” Nik snickered with an unreadable expression, “I just want him to come as quickly as possible.”

Ray and Brian looked at each other before shrugging. Dying here didn’t mean anything to them aside from the pain itself. Meanwhile, Nik looked slightly distracted and gazed towards the door.

*Knock* *Knock*

“Nik! We have something to discuss.”

Thor was practically growling.

“Well, excuse me, gentlemen,” Nik smiled and stood up, “This daddy has a date with the most ruggedly handsome man of Asgard.”

“Don’t you seduce him!” Ray scoffed.

“I’ll try not to,” Nik shrugged with an amused grin and opened the door. The face of an indignant Thor instantly appeared through the door as Ray called out sweetly, “Hey, Thor~!”

“Hello, Ray,” Thor nodded plainly and looked at Brian and nodded at him, too. Ironically, Thor had the most open mind in Asgard. At least, he never thought of discriminating against Brian because of his color once he saw a peculiar documentary on Earth.

“Come with me,” he grunted and turned around.

Waving at the group, Nik walked out. The trio hadn’t discussed anything about the treasures because it was no use. He hadn’t conquered Odin and his treasury— Brian and Ray, did. If he openly demands for the loot, then wouldn’t it also open him to such brazen requests from Brian and Ray? The two saw an opportunity and took it, what else could Nik do aside from finding opportunities elsewhere and grab them quickly?

Once secluded, Thor turned on his ankles and growled, “Where is he?”

“Who?” Nik tilted his head. His body leaned back and he glanced down at the city of Asgard through the parted pillars. The city was enormous and glorious. But as Ray stated, the people here were more precious.

“Loki. I will be a fool to not understand your involvement in his disappearance. A mortal entering Asgard without sufficient means is clearly impossible,” Thor stepped forward. An overbearing might seemed to rumble through his veins.

“First of all, Loki’s a girl. Second, what would you do after finding her? She… clearly lost her interest in Asgard. She’s not with the Mad Titan. She isn’t after Midgard. Even Odin himself chose not to inquire about her,” Nik narrowed his eyes with a smile.

“Are you just trying to find her… to bring her back? You know, she did tell me what happened the moment Odin learned about Ragnarok.”

Thor’s expression stiffened as Nik recalled the words Loki stated about her past in Hel.

“He saw Loki being the reason for Balder’s demise. So what does the mighty ruler of Asgard do? Chain him down with a poison dripping snake overhead. Binding his son and to an unbreakable mountain with an unbreakable shackle and banishing another child into a realm of its own. Did I get all of it right?”

The playful tone of Nik made Thor’s expression worse.

“He did do that. But—”

“But Odin let Loki go. On Frigga’s continuous persuasion. I know,” Nik exhaled softly, “But if you think that you’re the least bit threatening to me and I’ll give up Loki’s location, think twice, then thrice. She’s resting, and so will I. Though, congrats on having a new sibling,” Nik snickered and left.

As Nik left, Thor was forced to face the situation with a sense of despondence. He gazed at the brilliant city under the large castle but beneath all the dazzle his cruelty that made Thor sometimes wish to be a mortal. But it was the weight of his hammer that kept him grounded and shattered these thoughts.

Meanwhile, Nik wanted to experience Asgard for himself. Angela was occupied by Frigga. In the end, even Angela couldn’t refuse the sincere request of her tearful biological mother to spend a little time with her and know about her past experiences.

Three heads popped out from underneath his robes. Spider, Poole, and Janet.

Morgan was busy with Strange since he had a rapport with Sorcerers of Asgard due to his title of Sorcerer Supreme.

“That was harsh,” Janet whistled, “Didn’t think Loki’s past would bother you.”

“Well, it did,” Nik shrugged. What could he say? He was an emotional guy.

His steps, however, were stopped by a woman apparently waiting for him. Her fingers fidgeting slightly as she looked at her feet with a slightly dazed expression.

Her long brown locks cascaded over her petite body but it was relatively curvaceous for she, like most of the Asgardian women, reached a height close to 2 meters. A long and loose yellow dress covered her body with a green belt marking her waist and with the slight indentations around her breasts, she didn’t seem to be wearing anything else under her dress. Healthy olive skin and long eyelashes that fluttered with every blink.

Asgard and Heven… these two realms were filled with women that constantly attracted Nik’s attention and desires.

When Nik got close enough, she looked up to him, revealing a set of light brown eyes that would even look pale gold while basking in the light. Her soft pink lips pressed together. Nik knew this woman. At least, he knew her circumstances.

“You’re… Sigyn. Loki’s wife, right?”

‘Is it strange that Loki had more fun with you than her… wife?’ Asmodeus inquired promptly, always serving to relish all the awkward encounters Nik had.

‘Not if she enjoys it with Loki together,’ Nik instantly got the upper hand internally.

Meanwhile, the woman in front of him nodded and slowly drew in the air. Golden specks of light turned into words that Nik could understand as the English language instead of Asgardian scriptures.

“Is it true that Loki was with you?”

Nik nodded calmly.

Sigyn’s body trembled briefly and then her fingers flew mid-air, “Please, take me to him!”

Nik shook his head and continued calmly, “Unfortunately, she doesn’t want to see anyone. Knowing Loki, if she wants some razzle and dazzle, she will come here willingly.”

“She?”

“Yes, she turned into a woman.”

Sigyn frowned for a moment and then continued, “Permanently?”

“There’s a permanent option?” Nik’s gaze brightened instantly. Why wasn’t he told about this option? If he knew he could have double dicked her often, da, dv, and so many things!

‘Oh… so that’s why…’ Nik realized that probably his own excitement on the matter may be part of the reason.

“Will she return?” Sigyn continued to write midair and Nik shook his head.

“Don’t know. But…” Nik observed Sigyn for a moment. If he actually manages to seduce the most loyal woman known to Asgard, would it make his skills seem divine, or what?

“If she contacts me, I’ll let you know,” Nik smiled and walked past her. On the other hand, Sigyn’s gaze turned downcast and a heavy sigh exhaled her lips. Unable to find any means to approach her married partner, she too, left the palace.

On the other hand, Thor, who had been standing a little further away finally left the area. His expression not the least bit better.

Recalling some distasteful memories, he could only clench his fist and think about the good things that came out of the mistake.