The Strongest Conquest System

"I won't back down, you bunch of perverts!" Azmond's voice rang out loudly, his face tense with defensiveness.

'Perverts? Is this guy so scared he's seeing things?'

Both Thor and Loki thought at the same time, completely baffled by the sudden outburst from the tied-up mortal.

"What is this mortal talking about, Loki?" Thor asked his brother with a puzzled expression.

He didn't understand why this mortal was saying such weird things out of nowhere...

"I think this human is a little brain dead, Thor," Loki responded with a flat tone as he better analyzed the odd human.

The existence he began to scrutinize with his intense gaze was currently bound by his magic, screaming ludicrous statements.

"We just need to give him time to adjust, and I am sure that he will soon understand his current situation. Mortals are extremely weak creatures; after all, they don't have the superior adaptability of us Gods." He spoke with a lecturing tone, as if he understood all there was to know about mortals.

"You will never peg me for as long as I'm still standing, you perverts!" Azmond yelled while squirming around in his translucent chair.

"This mortal says some funny words, brother." Thor spoke with a confused tone.

"Yes, I think he is close to understanding the reality of his situation. He should soon realize that we are just here to talk with him and nothing else." Although Loki did not understand the meaning of Azmond's words, he assumed that he was close to either breaking or coming through.

He believed that this human was quite a strong willed one based on his previous observations of him.

That is why he was more inclined toward the latter option being the outcome of this little conundrum.

...

10 minutes pass...

Azmond is far more calm and composed than he was a while back, as he sat in his chair with an indifferent expression.

He had gotten out an untold number of profanities and expletives during this period of time. But it seemed that he was all out of steam.

He had come to understand the severity of his situation. He knew he was never going to be able to make it out of here alive unless the two perverts willed it.

So, instead of resuming his cursing fest, he resolved to use the more passive option.

He was just going to sit and wait until something happened...

The worst that could happen is the perverts getting their knockers off by assaulting and harassing him. If that was what he needed to endure to make it back home, then he would do it reluctantly

He was willing to pay any price to make it back to his Little Ice Flower

"Just get it over with." His dry tone echoed out as he stared impassively at the two overwhelmingly powerful figures looming over him.

"What are you talking about, human? Have you really lost your mind?" Loki asked with a quizzical expression as he approached the restrained figure of Azmond.

"I have not lost my mind. I have just resigned myself to my fate." He responded back with an emotionless tone.

"...What fate?" Loki only became more and more confused the longer he listened to the nonsense that came out of this human's mouth.

"The fate that you perverts are about to force upon me." He replied back in a cold tone.

He truly disdained the mere thought of these perverts doing anything to him, but he had no other choice if he wanted to make it back to his Love.

The peak of power was also waiting for him; he had yet to even begin approaching the zenith of power after all. However, he knew what he would be doing with his newfound power once he reached that point...

He would show these two hooligans a lesson they would never forget.

A cruel, imperceptible smile almost formed on his features before quickly fading away. Neither of the two gods caught this slight fluctuation in emotions.

'Force upon him?? What is he talking about???' Loki was seriously starting to doubt the functionality of this human's frontal lobe. 'Wait. Could it be...?' Loki recalled all the interactions he and Thor had with this human since they met him.

'Sigh- ... He thinks we are after his body, doesn't he? ... ' Loki outwardly sighed as he really felt like whacking this mortal across the head for thinking up such tom foolery.

Who did this mortal think they were?? Some sort of lecherous scumbags?? He was becoming a little ticked off over the fact that a mere mortal had such low opinions of them.

'Where did all that neutral respect he had for my power go? Why has it now turned into something like this...?'

"So that is what this is all about. You think we are some sort of scumbags??" He asked aloud while carefully inspecting the mortals' reaction to his words.

"Yes."

"...."

Both Loki and Thor were speechless. Thor may not have understood why Loki asked what he did, but he understood immediately after hearing the mortals reply.

"... What sort of opinions do you have of us, Human'...?" Loki asked with a dejected tone. Another sigh once again escaped his mouth as he awaited the response of the extremely blunt human.

"I think you perverts might just be some of the most disgusting people on the face of this planet." He began to speak with a disdainful tone, followed by a clicking of his tongue.

"Luring whatever lamb is gullible enough into that sea dimension with the allure of a book too good to be true, only to convince them to find the crack in the sky and bring them right to your doorstep.

Only to wind up getting devoured by you scumbags..." Azmond almost puked when he got to the last part of his statement.

He couldn't believe that he had fallen for such an elaborate ploy, hook line, and sinker...

He was sorely disappointed in himself.