Multiverse: In DanMachi, I'm the Strongest Summoner

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The moment Goddess Freya entered the hall, the atmosphere instantly became electric.

Her silver eyes radiated beauty. Her long silver hair flowed down like a shimmering waterfall.

She wore a goddess-like gown that hugged her ample chest and slender waist.

An angelic face paired with a devilish figure.

Every gesture, every step she took effortlessly captured the attention of everyone in the room.

Even just watching from afar, people couldn't help but blush uncontrollably.

Every male god, as well as male and female adventurers—

Regardless of gender, without exception—

Had their hearts instantly stolen by Freya's divine beauty.

It was a testament to just how terrifying the charm of the Goddess of Beauty truly was.

It was Raven Eltharion's first time seeing her in person, and for a moment, he found himself entranced.

Hestia immediately sensed danger. Her twin tails twitched in alarm.

With a leap, she flung herself onto Raven, trying to block his view.

"Raven-kun! Don't look at Freya!"

"If you keep staring at the Goddess of Beauty, you'll be bewitched!"

"You'll fall under her charm!"

And it was true.

Many Familia children stood slack-jawed, their minds utterly dazed by Freya's presence.

Some even looked like their souls had left their bodies, frozen in place.

Even those around Raven were affected.

Naaza kept shaking her head, muttering "No, no, no" under her breath.

Mikoto blushed intensely, murmuring incoherently.

The clever Asfi had already averted her gaze from the very beginning.

Tsubaki was rooted in place, completely entranced.

"You forgot?"

"I've got a passive skill that blocks charm effects."

Raven whispered quietly to Hestia.

"Eh?"

"Oh… right!"

Hestia blinked in realization.

True enough, his reaction didn't look at all like someone under a spell.

"So, no need to worry."

Raven gave a wry smile and gently set his goddess down.

That said—

Freya's looks were indeed something else.

"A rare sight."

"Didn't think Freya would appear in person like this," commented Hermes.

His eyes, of course, were still glued to her with lustful admiration.

Normally, the Goddess of Beauty stayed secluded on the top floor of Babel and rarely showed herself in public.

Just then—

Those impossibly beautiful silver eyes locked onto Raven's calm, unreadable face.

Freya stopped moving, smiling softly as she stared at him.

"How curious…"

"This is truly fascinating."

"In just a short time, the color of his soul has grown even brighter."

"Just how strong has he become…?"

She tucked a strand of silver hair behind her ear and stepped forward in high heels.

The crowd instinctively parted for her, clearing a path.

Before long—

Freya and her follower, Ottar, came to a stop in front of Raven.

"Everyone's here, aren't they?"

"Hestia, Miach, Takemikazuchi, Hermes, Hephaistos, Demeter."

She greeted each of them politely.

Freya's lips curled into a seductive smile that could bewitch the world.

Even her gentle voice seemed to send tingles down everyone's spine—

It was absolutely irresistible.

"…Hi, Freya. Is there a reason you've come here tonight?"

Hestia tensed, sensing hostile intent, and immediately braced herself.

"Oh, nothing really. Just wanted to say hello."

"It's rare to see so many familiar faces in one place, so I couldn't help myself."

Freya suddenly tossed a flirtatious wink.

In that instant, three male gods were charmed on the spot.

Hermes still wore his pervy grin.

"Mm-hmm…"

Takemikazuchi turned red and glanced around awkwardly.

"You look as dazzling as ever," Miach couldn't help but compliment her.

Immediately after—

Asfi, Mikoto, and Naaza launched a synchronized beatdown on their respective gods.

Painful groans echoed in the hall.

Freya, unfazed, simply maintained her elegant smile.

Then…

Those silver, soul-piercing eyes locked back onto Raven.

Her smile deepened.

She reached out ever so naturally and gently stroked his cheek with her hand.

"You're very handsome."

"Will you give me sweet dreams tonight?"

Thanks to the rising level of his [Falna], Raven's looks now rivaled even that of an elven prince.

"I suppose I can."

Raven answered coolly, unfazed.

Her fingers were long and delicate, with pink manicured nails—

Their touch was soft and silky.

The scent of jasmine wafted gently from her, tickling Raven's nose.

"Oh?"

"Is that so?"

Freya looked slightly surprised, but she soon smiled gracefully.

"Now I'm looking forward to it even more."

She laughed like a refined noblewoman, the very picture of elegance.

Standing beside her was Ottar, over 2 meters tall, wearing a fine navy-blue tuxedo.

The muscular boar-man, silent until now, gave Raven a sidelong glance.

But Raven didn't even bother acknowledging him.

To him, Ottar—despite his towering muscles—just looked like a boring meathead.

Orario's strongest man?

Wasn't he just a glorified waiter at a bar these days?

So…

Raven wasn't going to be intimidated by one look from a guy like that.

(PS: Regardless of the original story, this is written purely for your enjoyment.)

(In this story, Freya is written as a virgin goddess.)

(There's no original male protagonist, so canon rules don't apply.)

"Look forward to your dreams? That's not happening!"

Hestia shouted angrily, smacking Freya's hand away from Raven's cheek.

"Oh my, what a shame."

"Seems I've upset Hestia. I suppose I'll take my leave now."

Still smiling, Freya gracefully withdrew—

Content after ruffling Hestia's feathers, she walked away without looking back.

Her loyal follower, the "Mighty" Ottar, followed in silence.

They slowly disappeared into the crowd.

"Yayayaya, already getting hit on by that lovesick goddess?"

This time—

A voice came from another direction.

"Yo, shortie. Didn't expect to see you here."

Hestia turned in surprise.

"Loki?!"

"Well, well! So the little pipsqueak can wear formalwear too?"

"You look like a kid trying to play adult. Hilarious!"

Wearing a sharp men's tuxedo, the red-haired Goddess Loki strolled over.

Her usual squinty-eyed smirk was in full force as she resumed her bickering with Hestia.

Beside her was…

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