Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 661 Key
“…Let’s do it this way.”

After much deliberation, Hera made up her mind.

Zeus's behavior was too much, and she could not tolerate Hebe and this human being together.

Although actively destroying a marriage is against her principles as a guardian of marriage, the relationship itself was built on deception and coercion.

Hmm, perhaps my understanding of 'marriage' is not perfect enough.

It is not a contract, not an unchangeable vow, but a relationship that can be established and dissolved.

Especially those marriages that have problems from the very beginning, they are even more so... As she thought about it, a sudden realization flashed through Hera's mind.

A vague feeling lingered in her mind; she knew that this fleeting insight might help her evolve her powers and delve deeper into human culture and beliefs.

The gods are quite interested in this kind of thing.

But that's all for later; what she needs to do right now is undoubtedly more important.

wow...

With a gentle shake of her robes, she imbued the invisibility helmet with the power of the Heavenly Empress.

An invisible force instantly spread out, and with the help of the same source authority, even the warning casually set up by the God-King's avatar did not produce any reaction.

Hera glanced back towards Olympus, her eyes flickering slightly.

As expected, the other party was not on guard against the power of the same origin as the Queen of Heaven... In that case, Zeus probably won't be able to detect the commotion here until his main body is freed.

Is this considered betrayal?

"Of course not, I'm just correcting the mistakes you made by going over my head, just like with all the lovers you've had in the past."

Hera spoke softly, her expression resolute.

"Queen of the Gods, you should also have your own rights. This is something you told me yourself... isn't it, Zeus?"

"You'll understand me, right?"

No one responded, and no one would respond.

Hera walked toward the buildings built along the river, her goal very clear.

At this moment, the human was not at home, and the Queen of Heaven didn't want to see him anyway.

She only wanted to take Hebe away, hide her in a place where no one knew her, and leave this human with a little hint.

She longed to see if Zeus would feel any more genuine emotion when he suddenly discovered that his carefully nurtured offspring were turning against him than when he saw the fate of his lovers.

……

In the evening, the sun sets.

A gentle evening breeze swept across the river, and the afterglow of the setting sun shimmered golden on the water.

Carrying a massive, century-old log that would take an average person to encircle on his shoulder, and dragging his hunted prey in his hands, Hercules retraced his steps back to the home he had built.

The power within his body was firmly locked away, and the great hero had lost the power to overturn rivers and seas.

Even so, he could still subdue tigers and leopards with his martial arts skills.

Furthermore, the aura of the great demon's relic was enough to dispel creatures that possessed extraordinary powers, making Hercules feel right at home near Mount Odysseus.

If he wanted, he could live a peaceful life here forever... with no one to bother him and no danger.

Sometimes, when he was by the side of that goddess who had fallen to the mortal world, such thoughts did indeed flash through the mind of the great hero.

After all, the past is over. He has found his mother's whereabouts and has no power to resist the God King. Under these circumstances, choosing to let go of the past is not a bad choice.

But at these times, Hercules would think of the other two promises he had made.

Even if one's own anger can be quelled, promises made to others should not be taken so lightly.

"And these seals too."

"If we don't solve these problems, everything is just empty talk."

Looking inward, Hercules could feel that deep within his body, the power that was locked within him was constantly struggling.

But before the power of the God-King, they were like drops of water on a reef, and it was unknown how long it would take for them to rust through a path.

Perhaps a hundred years, perhaps a thousand years—it's a number longer than the great hero's entire life. It was for this reason that Hercules, somewhat bewildered, chose to stay here, making his home with a god suffering from amnesia.

Tread...  

I shook my head, suppressing all my thoughts.

Not far from the great hero, the wooden house he built with his own hands can already be seen in the distance.

Subconsciously, I quickened my pace, a faint sense of anticipation rising within me.

Perhaps because the backlash from the laws was too powerful, the goddess who had lost her memory has not yet regained it without external intervention.

Normally, the other party should already be waiting for him at the door by now... However, the next moment, Hercules' expression suddenly changed.

boom--

The giant log was thrown to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

He hurried forward and pushed open the gate to the courtyard.

But looking around, there wasn't a single person in sight.

"Hebe, are you there?"

wow-

He casually pushed aside the clutter blocking his way and called out loudly.

He saw no signs of fighting or destruction; there was clearly no conflict taking place here.

But the room was completely empty; there was no sign of any living creature.

"This is……"

After searching the courtyard for a week, Hercules finally found a clue in a side room.

The kettle here is still warm, as if its owner was using it not long ago, but with the sudden change, she vanished from this place.

"Gods, have they finally remembered Hebe's existence?"

Without panic, the great hero easily made a judgment upon seeing this scene.

He had long anticipated this day. As the daughter of a superstar and a goddess of youth, it was highly illogical for her to have fallen to such a state alone.

Now that she's gone back, there's nothing wrong with that. Only by returning to the world of gods can she regain her past memories... After a moment of silence, the great hero suppressed the emotions in his heart.

The deity who came to this place may have noticed him, but the deity probably didn't take him seriously at all.

In short, he was alone again... He turned away silently and walked out of the room.

But at that moment, he seemed to notice something out of the corner of his eye.

"Ok?"

He paused slightly, then raised his hand and grasped it in his palm.

He was certain that this was not something that originally belonged to this place.

It was a silver key with a pair of pale gold wings on it.

Intricate patterns are wrapped around it, along with a tiny character.

"【Break free from the shackles of power... break free from the kingdom's borders】?"

He read the text aloud, but before he could even try to understand it, a message suddenly entered the great hero's mind, leaving him frozen in place.

Meanwhile, in the corner of the house, the abandoned doll nodded slightly, a sigh flashing in its eyes.

"Is that so...? That's really unexpected..."

Unable to hide his surprise, the puppet was certain that the seal on Hercules would be broken ever since they found each other again; it was just a matter of sooner or later.

But witnessing it unravel in this way is truly beyond its expectations.

Although it's just a key, and it still needs a suitable place to use it, that's not a problem at all.

It is not a limitation, but rather a guiding beacon.

(End of this chapter)