Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 645 The game is over. Eros, return the throne of the God King to me.
The Greek wedding was not complicated. It was over when Perseus and Andromeda made vows to each other under the witness of the goddess.

What's left is just free time at the banquet.

The Saints of the Sanctuary exchanged their experiences in martial arts with each other, and under the celebration, the whole city of Athens seemed quite prosperous.

After the disaster, people do need a joyous celebration to celebrate and vent the fear that has been pent up in their hearts.

Among them, there was a young man named Aegeus, who set foot in this magnificent holy city for the first time in his life.

But at this time, he was just an ordinary teenager who had just arrived here and no one cared about him.

At this time, Perseus was enjoying his wedding joy in the sanctuary. His six children would all become kings of city-states on earth.

But no matter what, the rise of the Sanctuary, in a sense, also seems to indicate that the humans represented by the demigod heroes are gradually becoming the main actors on the stage.

The gods began to remain in the background, rather than being active in the world as major actors.

But Dionysus is both a god and the king of men.

"Father, please put me down."

As a precocious child, Dionysus felt very uncomfortable with being held in the arms of Eros like a child.

She still feels that she should be more stable so as to fit her ideal image.

But she was still in the body of a child, so she had no way of refusing, just like she had no way of refusing Persephone before.

"As a child, you should act like a child."

Eros smiled and teased Dionysus in his arms.

How could a precocious kid not feel his father's love?

But before Eros could tease her a few times, his expression suddenly changed.

"okay, I get it."

After mumbling something inexplicably to himself, Eros held Dionysus in his arms, whispered something to Danael, and headed toward the back of the palace.

"Athena, come with me too."

As he passed by, he also called Athena and asked her to follow him to the Pope's Hall in the back.

As soon as he entered, the palace door was slammed shut and a ban was imposed to prevent others from opening it.

"Is there anything important you want to tell me?"

Athena sat down with some doubt, and she was also a little hesitant because of Eros' serious expression.

Could it be that Eros knew about what happened between him and Hera a few days ago?

This was not considered a breach of promise on her part, Eros knew it himself.

"It's nothing, it's just that Dionysus's mother wants to see her."

From behind Eros, the same divine image that enveloped the universe during the battle against Typhon rose up, symbolizing the manifestation of his divine power.

This thing is not a killing move like Susanoo, it is just a natural manifestation of divine power.

But even so, its domineering power can still make people feel suffocated.

On the contrary, Dionysus seemed to be more adaptable than Athena.

From the dazzling divine figure behind Eros, another figure as bright as starlight emerged.

Athena immediately sat up straight and expressed her respect to the figure. "Father, you are back?"

A figure that drew an arc of light in the air emerged from Eros' body as if it was reborn. It was undoubtedly Zeus.

After resting for such a long time, Zeus had recovered. When he woke up, the child he had worked so hard to conceive was right in front of him.

So she asked Eros to bring a few people to the quiet room to see her children and discuss some other matters.

"Athena, thank you for your hard work while I was away."

Zeus nodded slightly to Athena. Although he was resting, she had seen everything that had happened during this period.

Of course, she knew that Eros had never done anything serious. He was either playing parent-child games with Aphrodite and Pandora, or stimulating Hera in various ways.

Even though it was a bit bad, the effect was good in the end. Hera and Eros seemed to have reconciled, and at least the two could stay in the same room normally.

Zeus felt that it ended smoothly and without causing any major trouble.

Zeus then turned his attention to Dionysus, the child she had conceived.

"Come here, my child, come closer."

Zeus sat with Eros, leaned on his shoulders, and opened his arms to Dionysus.

There was an expression on her face that Athena had never seen before, full of maternal tenderness.

She had seen the majestic and honorable Great Father God show love and doting to his beloved children, but this was the first time she saw the glow of motherhood on his face.

Is it true, as the mother said, that the child she conceived herself is different from other children?
Athena wasn't jealous, just curious.

There was a slight struggle and hesitation on Dionysus's little face, but then he obediently threw himself into Zeus' arms under the gaze of several people.

"Mother."

He didn't know if it was Eros' illusion, but he always felt that this child was closer to Zeus than to him.
Zeus stroked the child's head and whispered softly.

"Good boy, good boy"

"Mom, I saw you a little late. I just woke up now."

If we say that Zeus's sex value is 100 because of his majesty and mature and steady attitude on ordinary days.

At that moment, she was holding the child with a gentle and maternal look on her face, and with her perfect young girl's body, she displayed a completely opposite maternal radiance.

That sex value is having five hundred or even one thousand teeth!
As the great commander Char once said: That is the person who can be my mother!

Human beings' love for the matriarchal role even goes beyond normal sexual desire and becomes an almost instinctive existence.

Any type of character, as long as a little bit of maternal radiance is added, its charm will soar like the emperor of the earth with shark arms.

Eros embraced the young mother and the young child from behind, and used the warm affection to suppress the dark desires growing in his heart.

But there was always something that he couldn't suppress, and Zeus, who was holding his child in his arms, showed a hint of anger in the corner of his eyes.

What's going on?

After a gentle hug for a while, Zeus let go of Dionysus and returned to his usual calm yet confident demeanor.

"Dionysus, my child, you are born the king of men. After your birth, you want to understand the existence you are going to rule. This makes me very happy."

"Well, tell me now what you have experienced during this journey."

(End of this chapter)