Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 573 Semele's Bad Premonition
"Tsk, since you already know everything, what are you still hesitating about?"

Now that the two of them knew what was going on with each other, Zeus snorted, turned over and held Eros down.

"That time, it may not be safe. We need to work harder."

Zeus seemed to be somewhat concerned about giving birth to a child himself.

Even though she had already used her power of fertility to ensure it, she was still not at ease and wanted to bring Eros along to do it a few more times.

"Well, be restrained. I have to go to Perseus to back him up later."

Eros estimated the time in his mind and figured out how long he could continue to play along with Zeus.

Anyway, I definitely can't come here too many times, I can only have a small drink to relax myself.

"It doesn't matter. I have already stretched the time scale in this palace to the future eternity. We have plenty of time."

Zeus looked relaxed and indifferent, using some words that sounded mysterious and powerful to make things awkward.

"There will be some risk each time, but as long as we do it enough times, and turn a moment into infinity, the risk will naturally be reduced to zero."

For some reason, Eros suddenly felt that Phanes, who was usually the calmest and most rational, and not as emotional as Dione and Metis, was the one who truly had the potential to be a scumbag.

With a calm face and with legitimate reasons, he scumbed Eros to death.

"Forehead"

Eros wanted to say something, but it seemed that it was useless to say anything.

It doesn’t matter. In fact, although it is said to be an eternity in the future, it will only feel like a few months at most.

When Zeus actually feels it, it will naturally stop.

Eros did not resist. After all, she was a scumbag, but Eros was also the invincible god of love.

When it comes to love, the God of Love is no less capable than anyone else.

A shocking war was about to break out, but this palace located in the garden pasture was silent.

While the mystery of the birth of Dionysus was being held, a beautiful girl was sleeping soundly in the bedroom of the palace.

She frowned as if she was having a nightmare.

She dreamed of a perfect human figure appearing in the lightning and landing in her garden.

Although she couldn't see the face clearly, or even tell whether it was a man or a woman, she somehow knew that the figure was Zeus, the king of the gods.

Just by looking at the blurry light and shadow, the girl named Semele was captured by the sacred and beautiful figure before her.

How sacred is that? How charming is that?
Just standing beside Him is enough to fill one's heart with endless longing.

The divine figure sprinkled dew on the fruit trees in the garden, causing unripe fruits to emerge, and then a loud thunder flashed in the sky.

Thunder and fire fell from the sky, struck the fruit tree, and burned violently.

In a trance, Semele felt as if he was the fruit tree struck by lightning and fire, burning violently and in pain.

This made her struggle subconsciously and scream in fear. She suddenly woke up from this nightmare, and her thin silk nightgown was soaked with sweat.

This meaningless dream left her terrified and she felt as if she had just emerged from water.

Her pretty face, as beautiful as a flower, was now filled with worry, giving her a bit of the beauty of a sad beauty.

It must be just a dream, right?
Semele thought so, and after comforting himself, he prepared to call the maid to change the sheets and clothes.

But she called several times, but no one responded. This was absolutely impossible in the past. Even in the middle of the night, the maids would be outside the bedroom, waiting for her call.

But today was very strange, there was no response.

The dormitory was dark, Semele could not see anything, there was only a frightening silence.

And in this darkness, there is a light shining through the crack in the door.

It was bright outside the room, with lights on, and perhaps the maids were whispering to each other, doing their own things.

They just didn't hear my calls, or they were not outside the door at the moment.

Semele couldn't help but think so, but when she thought about the dream just now, she couldn't help but feel a little panicked and a little scared.

Perhaps the bright light outside was a bait to lure in prey, like the story my father once told me about a sea monster in the deep ocean with a light on its head to attract passing ships.

Semele shrank back into the bed. She wanted to stay in the room forever, passively waiting for someone familiar to open the door to prove that she was just scaring herself.

But the silence, mystery and unknown outside made her feel both fearful and curious.

People are so strange. Even though they know that behind the door is an unacceptable fear, they can't help but suppress their inner curiosity.

After struggling and thinking over and over again, Semele finally plucked up the courage and tiptoed out of bed.

She would open the door a crack and take a quick peek to see what was going on outside, but she would definitely not go out, absolutely.

She carefully pushed open a crack, stepped barefoot on the carpet, and reached out of the door.

The lights outside the door were bright, and the lamp holders in the corridor were filled with lamp oil, making it as bright as day.

Although there was no trace of the maids, this bright world still more or less dispelled Semele's inner panic.

As expected, it was probably because of the nightmare that I was so suspicious.

Semele forgot what he had just said in his heart, that he would never go out, and gently pushed open the door.

Go to the bathroom, take a shower, and change your clothes. I feel really uncomfortable being soaked in sweat.

She pretended to be relaxed while humming a song as she walked towards the bathroom, but the further she walked, the more the uneasiness in her heart came back like a wave.

If you didn't see any maids outside the room, it might be because they had their own things to do.

But after walking for such a long time in the corridor, he didn't see any figure, only the flames burning, which made fear invade Semele's body and mind again.

But he had already walked such a long distance that it was too late even if he wanted to escape back to the room.

Semele could only stay calm and keep moving forward.

After walking a few more steps, Semele heard a soft moan that sounded like an auditory hallucination, which sounded like both pleasure and pain, and made Semele feel a little strange.

It's said to be scary, but this sound is like a feather gently caressing the soles of your feet, making you feel itchy and unbearable, so it's hard to feel scared.

But reason told Semele that it was so late and the sound must be caused by a ghost.

But as I said before, people are always interested in unknown things.

Although Semele resisted, he could not help but walk towards the direction where the sound came from.

At the end of the corridor, the dreamlike moaning sound became more and more real. Semele stood behind the wall and carefully poked his head out.

Then, her eyes suddenly opened wide.

(End of this chapter)