Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 683 Horus' Birthday Celebration
"Master Horus is back! It's Master Horus who is back!"

As the ships were loaded with the bones of the sacred bull, they floated down the Nile.

The people working on the farm along the coast looked at the huge cow bones that looked like white jade in the sun and the agile figure standing on the bow of the ship.

When the golden wings as dazzling as the sun spread out behind him, people couldn't help but cheer for the incarnation of the sun walking on the earth.

They offer their love and respect to the Great Falcon, Lord of the Horizon, the beloved King of Abydos.

Although they did not know what Horus' actions meant to them, they only knew that Horus punished the victims who betrayed the glory of the Sun.

Perhaps in this way, the sunlight shining on them tomorrow will be a little gentler than usual.

Horus, wearing a golden crown with a falcon head, stood expressionlessly at the bow, accepting the cheers of the crowd as a matter of course.

She is both god and human, heroic and divine, the daughter of Isis and the embodiment of the sun on earth.

The people's reverence and the priests' awe were things she had long been accustomed to.

After throwing the bones of the sacred bull to the priests, Horus walked up to the top of the temple tower.

The noise of the human world gradually faded away from her ears, leaving only the Nile River flowing quietly, and the dazzling sunlight seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.

Sinking into this gentle and peaceful world, Horus's expressionless face finally revealed a smile that matched her appearance.

"Mother, I'm back!"

Pushing open the bronze tower door, Horus, with a smile on his face, froze like a stone statue.

This quiet resting place that should have belonged only to her and her mother was now bustling with activity, and she didn't recognize anyone except Nephthys.

The little girl with the same indifferent expression as himself, the suspicious humanoid flying object, and the girl whose origins were unknown, all of these made the smile on Horus' face freeze in an instant.

Isn't this her home? Why are there so many people here suddenly?
"Hi~Little Horus, you're back?"

Nephthys, who was trying to trick the child, waved enthusiastically at her, while Horus demonstrated what it meant to change his face at the speed of light.

The original smile instantly turned into indifference, and the enthusiasm instantly extinguished and turned into ice water.

"Nephthys, I am honored that you have come in person."

Although he said respectful words, Horus had a cold look on his face, and it was almost as if the words "Why are you here" were written all over his face.

"Tsk, little Horus isn't cute enough when he grows up."

Nephthys curled her lips, glanced at Horus's right eye which was covered with an eyepatch, and turned away with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"Come, little Horus, look, this is your sister."

Nephthys, with evil intentions, lifted Dionysus up and waved to Horus.

"younger sister?!"

Horus looked as if he was struck by lightning, and he couldn't hold back at all.

At first she subconsciously thought that Nephthys was bluffing her, but when Horus looked carefully at Dionysus and met his innocent gaze.

Her mind suddenly shook, and her entire train of thought came to a standstill.

It’s similar, too similar. The other person and I have the same indifferent expression. This feeling is really too similar.

Although he was just trying to bluff her, Horus really felt that the little girl in front of him was very kind to him, and even felt a blood connection with her.

This feeling made Horus pale in comparison. He could no longer maintain his outward calm and indifference, and he collapsed to his knees.

"Who did it?!"

Horus asked through gritted teeth, the eyepatch could no longer cover his right eye that was flowing with golden molten iron.

She just spent a little more time tracking the sacred bull, so how come she suddenly had a younger sister?
Who on earth was this bastard? ! Who was this person? ! How dare he lay hands on her mother? !
Furious, Horus subconsciously reached for the weapon behind him, looking around, and soon found the target. Not far away, Horus saw his mother Isis, and Eros was still chatting with Isis.

He was dressed like an alien, wearing suspicious glasses, with a frivolous smile on his face and a face that looked quite good.

It was confirmed that the culprit was right in front of him, and was still flirting with his mother without knowing the consequences. Moreover, his mother didn't seem to dislike him and didn't even wear a veil.

But no matter what, the furious Horus doesn't care about that.

Having found his target, Horus placed his hand on the sickle sword at his waist and walked towards Eros.

It was not until this moment that Nephthys suddenly realized that her joke seemed to have gone too far.

"Wait a minute, you're not really believing this, are you?! I was only kidding."

Seeing this, Nephthys tried to remedy the situation, but Horus, who had already formed a preconceived idea, would not listen to her explanation and walked towards that direction with big strides.

"Why is this child becoming more and more unwilling to listen to advice?"

Seeing that she couldn't stop her, Nephthys muttered to herself in distress.

"Forget it, it shouldn't matter."

After saying this, Nephthys immediately changed her camp and ideas, from trying to remedy the situation to just watching the fun.

Horus, who was walking with big strides, would naturally not be ignored by Isis and Eros.

"Horus, you're back?"

Isis stood up, a maternal softness on her face.

Eros also turned around and looked at his child.

Tsk. Her skin color is inherited from her mother, but she is a little thin, and her expression is a little fierce, she doesn’t look like a good child.

But one cannot judge a person by his appearance. Isis and Nephthys both said that Horus was a good boy.

"Let me introduce you to it."

Isis was about to introduce Eros to Horus, but Horus interrupted her and asked in a stern voice.

"Mother, how come I suddenly have a younger sister? And this man? What is your relationship?!"

Horus, with a fierce look on his face, showed no respect to his mother at all, which made Eros a little unhappy.

Her question made Isis' heart tremble and she blurted out the answer subconsciously.

"You know everything?!"

Isn't that right? How could this child know this? If she knew this, wouldn't that mean...
Seeing that the golden light could no longer be hidden under Horus's eye mask, Isis panicked for a moment.

"It is true, mother, how could you do this?!"

Although he had already confirmed it in his heart, Horus still couldn't suppress his emotions when he heard his mother admit it herself.

"That's enough, Horus. She is your mother. Don't be so disrespectful."

Eros couldn't bear to watch it anymore. His identity was exposed, and he was about to scold Horus.

Horus suddenly turned his head, and drew the sword with his hand on the hilt at his waist, drawing an arc of light in the air.

"You have no place to speak here!"

One sword, beheaded.

(End of this chapter)