Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 687: You know you can't win but you still fight to the death, Hakie, you bastard.
The person outside the door was naturally Isis, and she was the only one there at this time.

The sound of Isis knocking on the door did not frighten Eros at all.

Sorry, what stage has it come to now? Would Eros still be panicked by such a small matter?
It was just that someone checked my room when I was playing some special games. It was not a big deal at all.

But considering that it was the warm time when he had just reunited with Isis, Eros let Hermes go for the time being.

"What's matter?"

Eros wrapped Hermes into a ball with a quilt and opened the door.

Isis outside the door looked normal, not at all like someone who was knocking on someone else's door late at night.

"There are indeed some things that I think we need to discuss privately."

There was a hint of solemnity in his tone, as if there was something really important that needed to be dealt with.

However, when Isis' eyes met Eros, a hint of desire in her eyes revealed her true thoughts.

Quack! This guy was trying to trick me into inviting her in, and then after closing the door, he would squeeze me to death like he did during the day!
What kind of sperm-sucking ghost can't enter the room without being invited?

Although he saw through Isis's trick, Eros still accepted it with pleasure.

"Is that so? Then come in and tell me."

Are you kidding? It's just squeezing her to death. A real man can't say no, let alone refuse. That's what a real man is.

Fighting to the death even though you know you can't win, this is the stupidity called hot-bloodedness.

This is called the honor of dying and the disgrace of living.

What? You said you want to abstain from sex during the day? It's just sage time, don't take it seriously.

What? Eros should avoid the sharp edge for the time being and be tolerant?
I'll avoid her first?! Bring me my gun!

The passionate emotions stimulated Eros, just like the beating of war drums before a battle, his energy and blood began to surge, preparing for the battle.

Eros was not afraid at all. He directly led Isis into the house and agreed to her request which obviously contained evil intentions.

"What are you guys discussing at this late hour?"

Just when this pair of infatuated man and woman were about to have a big fight, the voice of the rebellious woman Horus sounded faintly from the end of the corridor.

Her eyes looked murderous as she stared at Eros.

This time she saw it clearly. The man's eyes were definitely not serious. The look he gave his mother was full of strange enthusiasm.

"Horus? Why are you here?"

Isis looked surprised. She had specifically told Horus to go back and have a good rest, and then waited for a while before leaving.

Moreover, she had paid attention to her surroundings when she went out and confirmed that Horus was not there. How come he appeared again?

Of course, Horus did not wait outside Isis's door. He went directly to Eros' door and waited.

Even though he had just come back from outside and was physically and mentally exhausted, Horus still had endless energy to protect his mother and uncover Eros' suspicions.

She had originally planned to wait a little longer, and when Eros showed a flaw, she would rush forward and strike him with a knife.

But when he saw that the two men were about to go into the house and close the door, Horus could no longer bear it and interrupted them directly.

"Mother, you don't need to worry about why I'm here. I'm just curious about what you want to talk about. It's so late, isn't it inappropriate?"

Horus had a cold face and stared at Eros with a fierce look.

"Well, you're right, forget it then."

Since Horus had interrupted her, Isis no longer wanted to linger and could only choose to give up tonight's matter. Eros also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had fearless courage, it was the same whether he was squeezed to death by Isis or teased Hermes until he rolled his eyes.

It's a good thing to be able to relax a little.

"How about that?"

Contrary to his usual attitude, Horus sang a different tune and stopped Isis from leaving.

"Let's talk! We have to talk! Since it's an important matter, how can we delay it? Can't I accompany you?!"

If they can't come to a conclusion today, Horus will get angry.

Do you really think she is so easy to fool?
Seeing that Horus was so rebellious and went against her, Isis, who was already unhappy because her good deeds were interrupted, was also a little annoyed.

"I want to discuss something rather private with Lord Amon. Why are you accompanying me?!"

"Even I can't know?"

"Yes! You can't know that either!"

There was already a hint of anger and determination in Isis's tone as she confronted her daughter.

Horus was devastated by his mother's cold rejection, but he still gritted his teeth and tried to remain calm.

"It's okay. I can block my hearing and not listen to what you are saying."

This guy is really tough. Even in this situation, he refuses to let go.

But Isis did not give in. Instead, she looked into Horus' golden right eye, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Sure enough, is it because of this in the end?

Did Horus touch his right eye, the eye that gave her power but also gradually made her lose her mother's trust?

Complex emotions were churning in his heart, but Horus didn't care so much about it now.

"It's okay, I can take it out and put it aside for now."

As he spoke, Horus stretched out two fingers in front of the two men without hesitation, and dug out his golden right eye.

Those who watched felt a phantom pain, and even Isis, who was a little annoyed, was stunned when she saw Horus's action, and her anger turned into heartache.

"Is this okay?"

Horus placed the eye that looked like a golden glass ball into Isis's hand, then pulled the blindfold down to cover the empty eye socket.

Although it looked painful, Eros paused for a moment and then thought, isn't this just a classic hot plug?

However, after pulling out the eye, Horus's breath did weaken a lot.

She had already done this much, and Isis had no way to refuse her request. She could only bite the bullet and go into Eros' room with her.

Hermes, who was wrapped like a ball, stuck his head out and watched Isis and Horus enter the room together, with a lot of confusion in his little head.

No? She had some impression of Isis, the girl she rescued in Argos, but Horus should be the daughter of her and Eros, right?

Damn, Eros is really becoming more and more unhuman. They just met again, right? And they didn't recognize each other at all, right?
Thinking of what happened to him, Hermes couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Bah! Newborn!

Then he shrank further inside to avoid being discovered.

Now all he had to pray was that the two people outside were enough for Eros to enjoy, and that he would not think of her anymore.

(End of this chapter)