"Not even a little. For a goddess of love, you have a terrible sense of humor," I replied with a frown.
"I'm also the goddess of war, you know? I like to spice things up a bit from time to time, you know?" the goddess sitting at the table said, smiling at me. "How is the food?"
"It's excellent," I grumbled.
Even though this woman had thrown me into a terrible situation, putting even my own member at risk, I couldn't deny that the food in front of me was really good—better than anything I had tasted in this world.
"S-Should I really be at th-this table, Lady Freya?!" Brandish asked nervously, her hands fidgeting as she held onto her white dress.
"But of course. You and Rick are my special guests. I hope it is to your liking," Freya said to me and her servant before gracefully taking a sip from her cup.
