"Little… child!?"
Clea was struck and stared at Alaric, offended.
"I'm an adult!!"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Alaric nodded dismissively.
"You… Hmpf!"
Clea puffed her cheeks in protest, turned around, and sat on the couch full of pride.
"You're a fugitive from Asgard, I'll take you back."
Alaric looked at Amora and said.
"No! Don't take me back! Please!!"
As soon as Amora heard that Alaric actually intended to return her to prison, she panicked immediately!
Although this time she had been pulled out by Loki and forced to escape from prison, honestly, she never wanted to be locked up with magical seals again and have her freedom constantly restricted!
She had been imprisoned for six hundred years!
Sun Wukong was pinned under the Five-Finger Mountain for only five hundred years, alright!
Even though Amora didn't know about Sun Wukong.
But six hundred years really is a long time.
Just look at Hela, she too was sealed by Odin for nearly two thousand years!
You could say that, from a certain perspective, long life isn't without its drawbacks.
"Please, don't send me back! I'll do anything, just say the word! Really!!"
Amora lunged forward, dropped to her knees beside Alaric, grabbed the hem of his coat, and looked up pleadingly.
"But your abilities are too dangerous. If you're free, who knows what you might do. Earth… the men on Earth, except for me, can barely resist you."
Alaric didn't want to let such a dangerous person run wild on Earth.
What if she caused trouble?
Even though Alaric could flatten everything, it wouldn't be good if someone with ill intent used Amora again.
"Seriously, Loki controlled me this time, and after experiencing that feeling of having no control over myself, I truly regret it."
Amora suddenly sighed quietly.
And honestly, she was telling the truth.
These days, deep in her own mind, she kept recalling all those she had previously controlled, and suddenly she could feel their pain.
Those people, under her control, must have suffered terribly as they were forced to kill their friends and loved ones with their own hands, to destroy their own homes.
If Loki had made her kill her own sister this time, how horrifying would that realization have been once she woke up!?
That's why Amora decided to use her powers much more carefully from now on.
But there was a problem: the magic of her voice was a passive skill; unless she didn't speak at all, whether she wanted to or not, she would attract men and compel them to submit to her!
And staying silent forever, that's simply out of the question!!
That's why she decided to stay by Alaric's side!
In any case, he was immune to her!
That way she could be free!!
"Alaric! Please! Don't send me back! Let me stay with you!"
"Master Alaric!!"
Amora slightly changed her tone, and her voice suddenly became incredibly soft and seductive.
Even Alaric's heart skipped a beat for a moment!
Don't misunderstand, he wasn't under her charm's influence, but this scene, plus Amora's pleading eyes and that gentle voice, even without the passive seduction spell, was strong enough to slightly shake him!
"Stop! Get up first!!"
Alaric suddenly raised his voice.
"Yes, Master Alaric!"
Amora was a smart woman, otherwise, she wouldn't be so good at using her abilities to achieve her ambitions.
Even though Alaric was immune to her charm, she still knew she was beautiful!
What if she still managed to soften his heart and he let her stay?
So she lowered herself as much as possible, didn't care about pride; compared to freedom, what's a little pride?
Besides, Alaric was powerful and handsome!
Not a bad "price"!!
"Don't call me that! What kind of 'master'..."
Alaric firmly rejected the title, but to be honest, deep down he thought it sounded pretty cool.
There's no denying it, Amora's looks might not be "better" than Jane's, but her style was definitely something Jane didn't have.
Alaric wasn't some holy ascetic, he had his little thoughts too.
"If I let you stay, what can you do?"
"I can do anything!!" Amora's eyes sparkled, and she immediately raised her hand eagerly!
There was hope to stay!
"It's not that I can't let you stay, but can you guarantee you won't do anything stupid? Or use your powers behind my back to manipulate people?"
"I swear in the name of Asgard! I will never use my ability to harm people! Unless you order it!!"
Amora raised her right hand and swore seriously to Alaric.
"Hmm…"
Alaric thought for a moment, then suddenly extended his hand, condensed a point of light, and with a flick sent it straight to Amora's forehead.
"What's this?"
Amora touched her forehead and looked at Alaric questioningly.
"Something like a fuse. The moment you try to do something bad, I'll feel it. Of course, by 'bad' I mean specifically that, trying to control someone to achieve your goals."
Alaric explained.
"Don't worry! What I promised you, I'll keep!"
Amora had no objection; for her, this kind of supervision was a hundred times better than that magical seal that shut her mouth!!
"Alright, then for now stay in the temple. By the way, your magic level is good, when you have time, teach Clea."
Alaric suddenly remembered that Amora studied magic in Asgard; she'd make a solid teacher.
"Yes, understood…"
"I don't agree!!"
Amora was about to accept, but Clea jumped up like she'd been burned and loudly refused.
She had been listening on the side and, bit by bit, figured out: this woman is staying!?
And she's supposed to teach her magic!?
No way, this woman is bad!
How could Alaric leave her here!
If she stays, what about me?!
Honestly, Clea came to be Alaric's student, and he still hadn't shown her a single spell personally, just shoved books at her and now he wanted to hand her over to someone else!?
Besides, Clea looked at Amora, her curves, her lavish beauty, her mature, feminine, dangerous presence and suddenly felt a huge sense of threat.
This woman is dangerous!!
"Oh, you're Miss Clea, right? Don't worry, I'll be good."
Amora, as a woman, clearly felt Clea's hostility, but wasn't bothered at all.
"Alright, you two get acquainted, I'm going to see Fury."
Since he had placed a safeguard on Amora, Alaric was no longer worried she'd pose a threat to Clea; the moment Amora formed such intent, Alaric could, even from the other side of the world, suppress her with a single impulse or kill her.
"Wait! Alaric! What if she controls me!!" Clea shouted.
"Don't worry, Miss Clea, my powers don't work on women. Let's get along nicely~"
Amora said gently.
"What's there to 'get along' about?!"
Clea refused to talk to her, still full of caution.
"I'm not going to steal Alaric from you."
"What stealing… Alaric, what nonsense is this woman talking!"
"Besides, I can help you~ with your studies."
"You want to help me? Seriously!?"
"Seriously~"
Amora smiled sweetly.
Clea really is a child~ so easy to fool.