Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 762: Old man and young wife, still a virgin, this is amazing

Taking advantage of Abraham's love for children, Othinus easily succeeded in getting him to invite himself and Dionysus to his current residence.

When they arrived at the door, they were surprised to see the figure greeting them.

I thought Abraham's wife should be an old lady who was in her twilight years like him, with a head full of white hair.

But this imagination was only half true. She did have a head full of white hair, but she was not old. Instead, she was a beautiful woman with a pretty face and few signs of aging.

After being slightly surprised, Othinus's expression returned to normal.

Apart from the strong visual impact of the old man and young wife, there is nothing else worth being surprised about.

After all, we are not ordinary people, and it is not strange to stay young. It’s just that the visual impact is slightly higher.

"Sarah, I'm back. Please treat our guests well."

Abraham put down what he was holding, hugged his wife intimately and reservedly, and then let go immediately.

"I'm so sorry, please let my wife entertain you for now. I still have some prayers to do."

Pray? Othinus looked at Abraham's back as he turned to the small room, thinking.

Judging from the style of their names, these two people should be from the other side of the Mesopotamia. This way of secret prayer is indeed the style of that place.

But since they still believe in the gods of their hometown, why do they wander to such a distant country?
In addition, Eros specifically instructed me to find out the news, so it seems that there is indeed a big problem.

While Othinus was thinking about this, the passionate Sarah had already begun to express her maternal love to Dionysus.

"What a cute child! Are you her sister? What a cute pair of sisters~"

Although she was enthusiastic and her face was full of love for the child, Sarah did not kiss, hug and lift the child up high like Nephthys did when they first met.

Instead, he greeted Dionysus very politely, invited them to sit down, and took out candies.

A bad idea came to Othinus' mind, and as he looked at Sarah who was busy with the visit of the guests, his lips curled slightly.

"No, I'm not her sister. This child should call me mom."

She is just one of the countless stepmothers, Othinus added in his heart, considering himself as such for the time being.

Her words seemed casual, but they caused a huge critical hit to the busy Sarah, and she stiffened instantly.

His originally cheerful face also dimmed a little.

"Is it actually... this kind of relationship?"

"Isn't this normal?"

Not only did Othinus not explain, he continued to finish off the enemy.

"It's normal for a woman my age to have a child, right?"

Although Othinus's body shape was a little immature for Eros, it was still at the level of a young girl.

In this era, it is normal for a girl who looks about fourteen or fifteen years old to have a child.

“That’s true…”

Sarah forced a smile, while Dionysus looked at Othinus with a strange look.

"I already have many mothers, but I don't intend to call you that."

Dionysus' words comforted Sarah to some extent, and she was no longer so sad.

But Othinus had no intention of letting the other party go. She asked Sarah her doubts very directly.

"Ms. Sarah, I heard from your husband on the way here that you have been married for decades but still don't have a child, right?" Even the most optimistic person would feel embarrassed and unhappy when their painful stories are brought up in front of others.

"Please don't get me wrong, I don't mean to mock you or anything, I'm just curious as to why this is happening."

"If it's a physical problem, maybe I can help you."

Othinus made a timely defense, which made Sarah's face look a little better, but she still looked a little sad.

"It's a bit hard to talk about this matter, and it would be too unchaste to tell others about it."

It can be seen that although the woman in front of him is a wife, she is more conservative than a young girl.

"We are all women. How can there be anything shameful or embarrassing about saying this?"

Othinus smiled, completely forgetting that he was such a conservative person a few days ago.

"Don't be afraid of being embarrassed to speak up. Is this a matter of concern for your husband's reputation? So it's really a physical problem?"

Othinus looked determined to get to the bottom of things, which made Sarah feel shy and embarrassed.

"It's not...it's not..."

Sarah was halfway through her speech when she suddenly changed her mind.

"No, I don't know that either."

"In fact, this matter has nothing to do with our bodies..."

Under Othinus' gaze, Sarah thought about it for a while, and after hesitating, she finally mustered up the courage and whispered the rest of the words.

"In fact...the gods we believe in have very strict rules for us, one of which is to prohibit all sexual misconduct."

Sarah spoke these words in a low voice and hesitantly.

"so?"

Othinus seemed to understand something.

"So...my husband and I have been married for several years, but until now..."

By the end of the conversation, Sarah was so shy that she couldn't even finish her words, but her meaning had been fully conveyed.

"Got it, so you guys never did it at all?"

Sarah shook her head shyly. Not only had they never done it, even seeing each other's bodies was considered an adulterous act.

So the two of them always lived a life of mutual respect, intimacy yet restraint.

"So you two, want a baby, but you won't touch each other at all? How can you possibly have a baby?"

"It doesn't matter. As long as our faith is sincere enough, God will definitely give us a child."

Listening to Sarah's extremely firm and pious words, Othinus felt a little speechless.

God’s gift? Doesn’t this kind of words usually refer to God personally sowing the seeds?
Although this kind of thing is not surprising, how can one have such a strange train of thought that has not even been touched upon for so many years?
"I would like to ask, how old are your husband and you?"

"My husband is 99 years old, and I'm a little younger."

Sarah answered a little shyly, without giving her exact age, and she and her husband were half-siblings.

After hearing this, Othinus didn't know how to comment. This was a little too outrageous.

What was this? Waiting for God to favor his wife and give him a child?
What's this super green kink lover? Green slave, huh?

(End of this chapter)