Goddess Collector: Every Hole is a Goal

Chapter 824: 812

Title: Sexual Exploring

As Nik had expected, Asgard was full of culture considered traditional on Earth. Even Heven couldn't compare to it. The sight of flying angels is surely tasteful, but Nik liked the sight of loose clothing only draping over beautiful women more. Of course, now that he had a bit of time to himself, he was going to make full use of it, and seeing Brunnhilde walking near the entrance with a slightly anxious expression, Nik's eyes lit up.

Better late than never.

"Valkyrie, right?" Nik walked up with a smile. When he entered Nornheim, he had already knocked Brunnhilde out so she simply didn't know about anything except for being struck by Nikshrat and waking up in the city of Asgard.

Hearing his voice, Brunnhilde came to a stop and observed Nik before nodding slightly.

"I heard that the Valkyrie has an amazing Pegasus. Is it rude of me to wish to see it?" Nik continued with a smile. Aragorn was safely stowed in Dream Core and would be having his own horsemania later on. However, hearing about Aragorn, Brunnhilde's expression turned slightly cold and she replied concisely, "I cannot fulfill this wish, pardon me."

With that, she turned on her heels and began stepping down the stairs extending from the palace to the city itself.

"Oh? Could you tell me why?" Nik matched Brunnhilde's brisk pace as she frowned and replied, "Aragorn is not with me, if you must know. Therefore, I cannot show what I don't have."

"Did... you lose your Pegasus, Valkyrie?" Nik snorted a chuckle and Brunnhilde's expression turned slightly ugly. Stopping, she glared daggers at Nik and growled, "Please do not step out of your bounds... Minister."

"If you want to find your Pegasus, I may be of some help," Nik narrowed his gaze. Brunnhilde thought that the oozing bloodlust from her body might be enough to scare this man, however, he continued with an everlasting smile. His words struck a chord and she narrowed her eyes. Her height was equal, if not slightly taller than Nik so she held a more dangerous presence out of the two while wearing a full-body hunter's outfit.

"Why would you help me?"

"I'm the King's advisor, of course, it falls under my duties to assist his subjects," Nik gave a slight bow.

"Other advisors would disagree."

"Oh?" Nik tilted his head and revealed his confusion.

"The first advisor, Ray, seems more passionate about bringing men to her chambers. And the second advisor, Brian, is more interested in drinking and gambling. The Minister seemed to know the two of them, so I should have a reason to doubt that you're no different."

'She thinks Ray's a chick?' Nik smiled and stood straight, "Their method of assisting the realm is different, and so is mine."

With a narrowed gaze, he continued, "However, it stretches to the same conclusion. My sorcery is not bound by realms, thus, I can show my full capabilities anywhere. If you wish to find your horse and fail to acquire any other means, please, do consider me."

Nik turned around and began walking towards the city. His words echoed in Brunnhilde's ears as she frowned.

'Man... Ray isn't even trying to seduce them. Just using a rapid-fire method,' Nik exhaled. If possible, he loved to take his time. While Brunnhilde was a tough cookie to crack, it didn't mean that every Asgardian was the same. In fact, many, many, women, boorish and muscular, lean and slender, tough and short, who laid their eyes on Nik would approach him. This City is based on strength. You get chicks and dicks if you're strong enough to acquire them.

But despite the difference in infrastructure, the city was impeccably clean. The warriors may ooze blood but the force selected to keep the city clean didn't let a single drop of dried blood remain on the streets.

There were gambling centers, Arenas, and various stalls with houses and cottages in every direction. Men even led 4-meter high bison-like cattle and at any argument, swords would be pulled.

Nik observed everything silently and finally, he stumbled upon something interesting.

A redheaded Amora.

In the City, murders are allowed only in very specific arenas and situations. Similarly, if capable, there can be many Asgardians who keep slaves and the woman riding a giant troll's back with a chair strapped around his chest followed by plenty of men and women seemed to be one of the higher-ranking individuals in Asgard. Nik has even seen her in court when Angela was announced as the dottir of Odin.

Within the procession, sitting on the beautiful, gem-inlaid chair, holding a goblet of wine and letting her eyes wander the streets of Asgard, Lorelei's gaze settled on Nik, too. She scrunched her nose for a moment before snapping her fingers. Those who weren't under her control would avoid her entirety, much less her gaze, in fear of falling under her charms so the street which she presided in momentarily would be filled by her own men and women.

Slowly, she stood up and sauntered over the bent back of the troll. With her body wrapped in a tight green dress that draped down loosely from her waist, a large portion of her breasts already visible, and her smooth skin a delight to the eyes of the viewers, she walked down the troll's neck and stepped on his raised hand before the troll let her down.

Though her face matched with Amora's, her red hair was wavier and thicker than Amora's. Even her blue irises defied Amora's green tints.

"If it isn't the third advisor walking within commoners," Lorelei smiled, her plump lips stretched slightly as she didn't give Nik a chance to speak and with a giggle, she enticingly moved behind him, her soft fingers reaching from under his pits as she traced his chest.

"Please give me a chance to introduce you to various entertainment centers of Asgard," Lorelei whispered, her voice slightly coarse but held unbridled charm. His nostrils filled with her scent made his body seemingly ready to accept any of Lorelei's demands as Nik looked at the procession in front of him.

"What are you all staring at? Scarm."

Nik stated faintly and instantly, all the various lifeforms in the procession felt their daze broken and they released a shrill scream, looking at Nik with horrified gaze before running away.

Lorelei's gaze instantly froze as Nik chuckled. His own hand sneaking behind the strange enchantress as he made sure to get a good feel of her butt. If she isn't afraid of touching him, why should he falter?

"Hmm?" Lorelei's gaze was constricted as she let go of Nik.

"I would have never expected you to be a man of seduction, Advisor. Are you by any chance like the first advisor?"

Lorelei didn't lose her calm and inquired with a smile.

"What do you think... Ms?" Nik smiled.

"Lorelei."

"Ah, Lorelei. A wonderful name. Now, it wouldn't be hard on your beautiful feet to guide me through the city on foot, right?" Nik inquired with a chuckle. With a like-minded woman, he might just find more 'interesting' places.

"How about Advisor help me up?" Lorelei's blue eyes grew brilliant and suddenly, her entire body exuded an irresistible charm. With a slightly dazed expression, Nik walked forward. His hands gradually falling over Lorelei's shoulders but not a hint of panic could be seen on her face. Instead, a devious smirk, quite similar to Nik, touched her lips.

As Nik's face inched closer, Lorelei's nostrils twitched as a deeply attractive scent filled her senses.

"I just removed your charm over your procession with my words, Lorelei," Nik whispered hotly into her ear with a tilt of her face as Lorelei couldn't help but heave against Nik's chest. His strong grip restricting her movements as he continued, "Please don't make me look down on you. It's hard to come across a woman like you and Amora."

"You know Amora?" Lorelei instantly gazed at Nik sharply.

"We have met, yes."

The redhead instantly began to look for something in Nik as he gave a chuckle, "You think I'm that easy to fall? Oh well, now I'm bored."

Letting go of Lorelei, Nik could already figure out that both, she and Amora were related to each other.

"Where are you going?" Lorelei called out.

"Not your concern, Darling. Go, gather your pack of dogs once again," Nik cackled and left for another direction.

"Hey!" Unwilling to interrupt Nik at his 'work', the three small entities were silent but now, Janet poked her head with a wide grin.

"I know how we can enjoy ourselves."

Her words made Nik smile and he nodded. Her method was certainly... more appropriate for deviant actions.

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Losing her carefully cultivated procession, Lorelei had to move on foot. Her infamy was spread far within the realm of Asgard and she knew that the men and women she had under her control wouldn't easily reveal themselves. Especially the troll since despite their lack of certain emotional needs, their stubbornness makes them extremely resistant to the charms of a woman.

With every step, her hair would bounce slightly before reaching the edge of her waist once again. Though men and women were afraid of her, they would still unconsciously look at her but what need does Lorelei have for easy targets? Without paying any attention to them, the redheaded seductress entered a rambunctious tavern and after a few minutes, it turned silent completely.

Unknowingly, four figures followed her. They were the tiny, palm-sized Nik, Janet, Poole, and Spider. Though Janet and Nik could reduce their forms to an even finer degree, Poole and Spider wouldn't be able to do it. Instead of flying, they stealthily followed on foot and gazed at the absolutely gigantic tavern.

"What do you think she's doing in there?" Janet inquired in a whisper.

"Bowchickawowow!" Poole giggled. With Nik's assistance, although Janet cannot physically feel the two entities, she could still see and hear them. Poole's words instantly made everyone's expression turn weird as Nik shook his head.

"It's too silent for that... if they're really doing it then it's kind of pitiful."

Although he hadn't extended his senses to the extreme and observed the situation within the tavern, he was still capable of feeling magical pulses and Lorelei had not set any magical means to cover the sound.

"She could be sleeping, drinking, or making others fall under her control," Spider added.

"Alright, let's follow inside."

"Is this really fun?" Spider questioned, "I don't find it amusing."

Janet and Nik glanced at each other. Familiar with this gaze, Spider's lips twitched. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she was already corrupted by Nik's actions by now. He might not have made a move against her but all this time, she has been slowly getting affected by his actions and 'conquests.'

"Well... this is pretty advanced stuff so naturally you won't get it," Janet pursed her lips. Though her lions were raging at the moment, the circumstances making her body jolt with heat, she could only keep a collected look. Briefly sensing the intensity of Janet's gaze, Spider turned to look at Nik, wanting to know what kind of deviant thoughts filled her head.

"Voyeurism and Exhibitionism."

Nik explained the circumstances in two terms.

Spider's lips quivered and she realized that unknowingly, she had been committing these two acts all the time. Fingering herself with Poole and gazing at Nik actually doing it... if that isn't voyeurism, what is?

Giving a soothing smile, Nik calmed her down, "Don't worry. I don't judge... I even like it."

"Why should I care?!" Spider hissed when Janet exclaimed.

"Oh, she's moving!"

At this point, Lorelei moved out of the tavern. It was truly a mystery to Nik how Asgard could even stand firm till now. The way it is governed, it should already be buried due to the selfish desires of rather powerful entities. But thinking of Odin and recalling a few of his actions in the past that he has come to known, Nik sighed slightly.

The reason why Nik considers Odin a 'beast' isn't only his strength. It was also because of his young counterpart's actions to gain control of the realm.

Bloody as a term to define the past is too kind.

As expected, when he inspected the interiors, he found the patrons all sleeping silently. Lorelei had simply enchanted them into sleep. Again, they followed her and as expected, following her brought a great surprise to them.

Because as they followed Lorelei, she herself began to follow a rather lonely entity.

Thor.

Thor could be seen hitting tavern after tavern and Lorelei would follow all these taverns. The more they followed, the weirder Nik's and the group's expression became.

"My god... Balder and Thor are really difficult foes," Nik's lips twitched. If asked, Nik would always pick Karnilla as the person who piqued his interest the most. But she was fallen for Balder, until Ray generously hinted that Balder had turned to the dark side. Now Lorelei, a redheaded bombshell with Amora's looks and her own cheerful charm was following Thor's pubs.

'But... I clearly came a thousand years too late...'

Nik and the group followed.

It was only after two hours did Lorelei... change her targets. No, actually, she changed targets every few hours. First, it was the taverns, then the stalls, then arenas. Though her appearance would bring quite a great shock, the Asgardians would break out of their daze quickly and continue their lives. It would seem that Lorelei's terror wasn't as physical as Nik had imagined.

Finally, she settled in her residence.

"Now what?" Spider inquired. It was already evening and they had positively wasted their time.

"What?" Janet shook her head, "We wanted to explore the city and we did. Don't tell me that all this time you were only watching Lorelei's butt," saying this, she glanced at a calm Nik.

"She was," Poole nodded.

"Was not!" Spider scoffed, hiding her embarrassment. Her head was already filled with different thoughts when Nik explained why they were following Lorelei as a sexual kink rather than exploration. Of course, she was focused on Lorelei herself.

"Well," Nik blinked and smiled, "Let's go."

At least, he knew how to successfully 'settle' in Asgard now. This day of stalking wasn't just beneficial in the sense that he found more about Lorelei, in fact, aside from Thor, Nik realized that almost every man Lorelei followed had Ray's scent on them. And if both of their tastes match by this much, he didn't need to try too hard.