Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 766: The Wife in the Hands of Others

"Hahahahaha!"

A deafening laugh came from the palace terrace at the highest point in Thebes.

The licentious Pharaoh laughed so hard that his crown fell off, and the golden incense was dispersed in his laughter.

"So that's what the guy said? That's hilarious."

Before the guards returned with Sarah, Eros had already learned what had happened from his not-so-faithful spy, Othinus.

He had the power to easily destroy the enemy who wanted to kidnap his wife, but he did nothing.

In the end, he took the initiative to tell his wife to go with them and said something like "trust me".

Such classic lines made Eros laugh continuously.

No, buddy, those outrageous NTR plots in the 3D zone actually happen? They are just like outrageous plots that only appear in some outrageous novels.

The protagonist or heroine clearly has the power to easily kill the enemy, but is inexplicably threatened by the opponent, and then is naturally driven away, emitting a very classic pig war cry.

This kind of plot would normally make people angry, but Eros was playing the role of Huangmao, so he had no objection.

He simply found it extremely funny that such a situation could actually happen.

"You guys, every time you laugh, it doesn't seem like you're thinking of anything good."

Sitting on the armrest of the sofa with his legs crossed and raised, Othinus snorted with disdain.

"Don't you think this is funny? That guy obviously doesn't have any weird habits, but he still watched his wife being kidnapped."

"It would be fine if he was a weird guy, but he certainly doesn't have any quirks in that area, does he?"

Eros finally stopped laughing and raised an eyebrow at Othinus.

Isn't that what's so interesting about this matter? It wouldn't matter if Abraham had some special hobby.

On the contrary, it was precisely because Abraham did not have this habit, but was still able to send his wife away, that Eros found it funny.

It's just like the protagonist in those pornographic novels who sends his wife off while emphasizing his inner reluctance.

"Although it is indeed funny, it shouldn't be so funny, right?"

"That woman will be sent here soon. There are also a lot of beautiful girls you have forcibly recruited. How are you going to deal with them?"

Othinus did chuckle a few times, but she didn't get Eros' point, so she wasn't that happy.

"Those ordinary people can just be placed in the palace as maids. It will also be a treat for the eyes."

"As for that woman, let me deal with her myself."

Eros sat up and prepared to greet the mother of many nations.

Othinus changed his posture and snorted with disdain.

She didn't understand why Eros cared so much about a married woman. Was it because she was still a virgin?
Men's habits are really bad.

After just a little thought, Othinus roughly figured out why Eros cared about Sarah.

"It's not what you think. It's serious business."

Eros did not make too many excuses, but just stood up from the terrace and prepared to welcome Sarah.

Sarah, who was forcibly invited to Thebes by the guards, gradually calmed down from the initial panic. That's right, calm down, don't panic.

Sarah, riding on the camel, took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

Just as my husband said, this is just a test. As long as we maintain our sincere faith in God, we will be able to get through it safely.

As long as you clarify your difficulties and wishes while waiting to meet the Pharaoh, you will be able to get through it safely.

With this thought in mind, Sarah walked into the magnificent palace surrounded by guards.

Wearing numerous ornaments, the charming and seductive maids took her from the guards.

Without waiting for Sarah to react, these maids, who were dressed seductively and exuding a golden luster, took off her clothes one by one.

Amidst laughter and flattery, Sarah was pushed into a bathtub emitting warm steam, with bright red roses floating in the water.

Sarah, who had always lived a simple life since she left her hometown to follow her husband, was a little uncomfortable with this familiar yet unfamiliar extravagant style.

Warm pool water, a bathroom filled with flower petals and aromatherapy, all kinds of precious jewelry and accessories, and gentle and considerate servants.

She seemed to have had these things before, but it seemed like she hadn't experienced them for a long time.

After a brief moment of daze, Sarah quickly cleared all the thoughts she had just had from her mind.

No, how could I think like that? This must be a test from God. I must persist in my pure faith.

Sarah shook her head repeatedly, rinsed her body casually, and wanted to end her bath, but was pushed back by the maids who swarmed over her.

They smeared the prepared ointment mixed with nectar on Sarah's body, washed her hair, and then surrounded her and brought her to the new room.

The originally conservative robe was discarded and replaced with a luxurious and dissolute gold silk dress. The maids smeared malachite powder on Sarah's body, outlining her seductive lines.

This kind of generous dressing didn't look like a reception at all. It was as if she was being sent directly to the Pharaoh's bed.

Sarah, who had finally calmed down, was instantly panicked. Infidelity and adultery were serious sins that were absolutely not allowed in the commandments.

She wanted to resist, but now she was trapped in this gorgeous and luxurious palace. She was powerless and could do nothing.

At this point, Sarah could only close her eyes and let the maids dress her up, praying constantly in her heart.

"Well, now you are worthy to meet Pharaoh, my beautiful one!"

Amid the laughter of the maids, Sarah opened her eyes uneasily. The gorgeous figure reflected in the mirror made her dazed for a moment.

It turns out that after so many years, I am still so beautiful?

A familiar face, but a very unfamiliar, seductive and charming outfit.

Compared with the robe she usually wore, the translucent golden gauze was not even a piece of clothing at all. It was really just a layer of gauze.

This pervasive sense of shame and guilt continued to strike at Sarah's heart.

She could only force herself to comfort herself that this was just an excessively normal dress, and that when in Rome, do as the Romans do. There was no need to mind it.

But no matter what, her heart was still in a panic, and she could only rely on constant prayer to maintain her calm.

"Okay, now please follow us to meet the great Pharaoh."

"He will definitely like you."

(End of this chapter)