Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 625: To be a God King, you need to come up with a name

Astraea felt a little nervous. After all, if she reported the actual situation, she would earn nothing.

Although the Sanctuary was the first to bear the brunt of the demonic disaster and suffered revenge from Phorcys.

But the Sanctuary has twelve pieces of gold armor that can act autonomously, and Astraea is also a goddess. She directly used the Zodiac Twelve Deadly Roars: False, which half-crippled Phorcys and made him run away with his tail between his legs.

I regret it. If I had known that there would be someone to back me up, I would have deflected the aftermath a little bit downwards and destroyed a few mountaintops.

Now I don’t feel guilty, but I still have a guilty conscience.

Astraea looked at Eros with a somewhat vague look in her eyes, and anyone who was feeling guilty could tell at a glance.

Eris on the side sneered at her performance and was very disdainful.

Oh, young man, if you are drawing a salary without doing anything, you should be justified when settling the accounts, and don't feel guilty.

If you look so guilty, there's no chance you'll pass.

Just as Eris was waiting for Astraea's report to be harshly rejected, Eros finally put down the report in his hand.

"Astria"

coming!

Seeing Eros's furrowed brow, Eris instantly became excited.

She loves to see others in trouble, and it would be best if they could start a quarrel.

Astraea's heart was in her throat, but she lowered her head, ready to be scolded.

"Astraea, I understand your integrity and your consideration for the greater good. You don't want to hinder the post-disaster reconstruction of the entire Greece."

Eros' earnest sermon startled both of them.

What is this?

When both of them were confused, Eros continued.

"The entire Sanctuary and Athens were attacked by Phorcys, how come only this much damage was done? Are you as stupid as Eris?!"

Astraea was a little confused after being scolded by Eros. This seemed to be different from the scolding she imagined?

She explained subconsciously, somewhat bewildered.

"No, no, Phorcus was defeated by me using the twelve sacred garments that I linked together and used the twelve Zodiac Roars to defeat him."

Hearing this, Eros looked disappointed and angrily shouted.

"What? The consumption of holy clothes is not consumption? Don't they need to be charged? Don't they need to be nourished? Don't they need a big house and careful maintenance?"

"Go back! Add them all to me. Do you know how much it costs to maintain a holy garment?"

Eros wrote furiously, tripling Astraea's loss report.

"That's more like it. But the Saints are going to go to different parts of the world to help quell the demonic disasters. Isn't there any funding for that?"

"Don't their holy garments need maintenance? Don't their spirits that have fought too much need soothing? Isn't this spirit of self-sacrifice worthy of praise?"

"We can't let these dedicated fighters down."

"We can't ask the people of the earth for this money, so we have to pay for it."

Eros had a look of deep sorrow on his face, but his hands did not stop adding ten times to the list.

All of today's consumption will be paid for by Olympus!

Eris on the side was stunned, and so was Astraea, staring blankly at Eros making up all kinds of excuses and increasing expenses.

This... seems a little wrong, but I can't tell what's wrong.

Logically speaking, as the goddess of justice, Astraea should have strongly condemned such a scene of people eating empty salaries. But what Eros said really made sense.

The goddess of justice, who was upright in her heart, chose to lower her head at this moment and silently accepted the list.

This made Eris on the side so jealous that she gritted her teeth and stared at Astraea as if she wanted to hit her.

Why?! She can also talk! She can also offer herself to him! She can also sleep with him!

But there was no point in being envious and jealous now. Eris could only watch Astraea walk away with her, holding a full list.

"I seem to have forgotten something. Oh, yes, I have to plunder Gaia's treasury."

"After all, public accounts are public accounts, and it's better if the copied accounts can go into your own pocket."

Eros has always been a poor man, with nothing in his hands, not even a divine weapon, and nothing except his own holy clothes and seat.

Of course, he usually wouldn't lack anything. After all, he was generally a gigolo, so it didn't matter if he didn't have his own little treasury.

If you need anything, just ask Zeus/Athena/Amphitrite/Hades for it.

Even in Canaan, Eros did not take any small treasury with him, most of it was in the hands of Astarte.

But now, Eros realized the importance of the small treasury.

If you don't have a little piggy bank, you won't have anything to give your children as red envelopes in the future. You can't give them out of pocket every time, right?

In order to avoid becoming an incompetent old man who couldn't even get gold coins for his children, Eros decided to keep a small treasury of his own.

To get your first pot of gold, you can use the gold coins from Gaia and the empty accounts from Olympus.

Themis on the side looked a little unnatural. As expected, Eros and Zeus each had their own specialties.

On the first day that Eros became the King of Gods, he started to have people cook the books and collect empty salaries. If he really had been allowed to continue in office, I wonder what else he would have done.

Zeus didn't know how long he would rest, so he felt more at ease letting her take the position of the King of Gods.

Although she thought so in her heart, Themis did not go up to persuade Eros, but just silently sorted out the lists again.

Otherwise, she was afraid that when Zeus came back, he would find that the accounts were full of holes that could not be filled.

On Mount Olympus, the King of Gods was doing his job to make money, but in the void outside the sky, the two super gods had not left yet.

"The results this time still failed to meet expectations. I don't mind it, but for you, this is a complete failure, right?"

Zarathustra spoke to the hazy human figure with a hint of regret for failure.

"Would you like to come with me to the Far East and give it another try? I think the compatibility between the two of us is still very high."

"It just so happens that I have been to an interesting world far away. It is somewhat similar to your world, but the God King there is not as powerful as Zeus."

Zarathustra thought that Ananke would remain silent and without self, but he did not expect that Ananke would actually speak.

"Okay, but I'm going to do it myself."

Anan's deliberate and unexpected voice made Zarathustra stunned for a moment.

"Do it yourself?"

"Well, whether it's the Far East or Greece."

Ananke's hazy figure gradually became more solid, which also symbolized the increasing perfection of her personality.

But, do we have to be so impulsive as soon as it is perfected?

Zarathustra didn't know whether he should persuade his fellow man, but Ananke's gaze had already crossed the long distance and was focused on Mount Olympus.

What she was looking at was Hera, who was feeling unwell and stiff on her throne.

(End of this chapter)