Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 847: No. on the Olympus Must-Eat List
"Then let's go to the Mother Goddess and take a look. I just happened to be here."

Astarte, who was temporarily convinced, changed the subject and did not continue to delve into the topic of mother and child.

She also felt that it was not appropriate to mention the child now, and she was just acting on impulse.

Imagine if you really had a child, you would be a little overwhelmed.

Having successfully completed the first step of his plan, Eros was quite satisfied.

First, dissuade Astarte from having a child. If there is a goddess who is dissatisfied with her status as a wife, you can give her a child to divert her attention.

The plan worked! Eros was extremely pleased with his own intelligence.

"I ran outside right after I came back..."

Aphrodite also cast a similarly resentful look at him, making Eros feel deeply the weight of pressure on his shoulders.

This heavy fruit is indeed a burden that ordinary people can hardly bear.

"I'm on Mount Olympus, how can I say I'm out?"

Eros scratched Aphrodite's palm, and his meaning was self-evident.

"Well, remember to come back early at night and don't hang out somewhere else again."

With a gentle reminder to Eros not to ignore her, Aphrodite had achieved her goal and gave him a kiss on his way out.

Ordinary family members, and even couples, only kiss each other on the forehead or cheek.

But it was obvious that the relationship between Aphrodite and Eros was not ordinary. She kissed Eros skillfully and passionately at the corner of his mouth, and soon the junction of their lips and teeth began to become sticky and wet.

Astarte on the side was a little jealous, and he spit out his snake tongue without any scruples, mixed in, and came up with a rather chaotic three-party agreement.

"Hehe, being so jealous is not a good thing."

After the farewell kiss, Aphrodite said to Astarte who joined in halfway.

But Astarte ignored her and just snorted coldly.

It's not that she is jealous, but this green tea girl finds all kinds of ways to show her a bad face. How can she tolerate this?
If it were in Canaan, anyone who dared to provoke her and snatch food in front of her would be skinned, tendons pulled out, and bled by Astarte.

There was a bit of tension between the two men, but Eros just ignored it.

Soon, Astarte changed into an Olympian-style dress, excitedly took Eros' arm, and went out with him.

Astarte was unfamiliar with Mount Olympus and didn't like traveling with her fellow sisters, so she had hardly gone out since arriving.

Now that Eros is back, she is happy, and she can also appease those sisters at the same time.

At least that's what Astarte thought, but she had no idea about the atmosphere in Olympus.

"Your Majesty, the Little God of Love! Are you back?!"

"Your Majesty, the Little God of Love, we have recently sewn some new clothes that are your favorite style. Would you like to come and appreciate them?"

"We are going to hold a private banquet soon... You, the little Cupid, are of course the most qualified to attend. Here is the invitation."

Even though Astarte held her arms as if she was her own property and stared at all the sisters who came over with murderous eyes, it was of no avail.

They completely ignored Astarte's gaze and rushed forward with great enthusiasm.

There were even some who were very familiar with her, who would talk to Astarte, saying things that were not allowed to be said in the daytime, and asking her what position she liked and how deep she could take it. Astarte thought that as an ancient goddess of abundance and sex, she was already quite open.

But on Mount Olympus, she still suffered her own Waterloo.

It's not that I'm not as open-minded as others, but I didn't expect these guys to be so unreserved and enthusiastic in inviting me. Don't they have any concept of respecting other people's property and private space?

When Canaan was having sex with a divine prostitute, he had to turn off the lights and blindfold himself, and he did it in a secret room without showing his name or seeing her face, in order to maintain a certain dignity.

Damn, how could Greece be so outrageous? Instead of being ashamed of it, they are proud of it, right?
In a sense, this is true, as it is number one on the must-eat list in Olympus.

Except for those big goddesses who no one dares to talk about, the little goddesses below will all be bullied in their social circles.

Just like women get together to show off their jewelry, having love itself is their greatest show-off.

The red marks from Eros' pinching and the palm prints from his slapping have become a fashion item on Mount Olympus.

There was even an outrageous incident where a goddess who had just gotten what she wanted the night before, in the second half of the night, walked to a party with her sisters, spread her legs apart and showed off to them.

In the entire Mount Olympus, the great goddesses in the upper levels are still okay, but the middle and lower levels have completely turned into Eros' back garden.

Such an absurd and outrageous trend naturally shocked Astarte for a hundred years.

"You are so welcome..."

After finally getting out of this frenzy of attention, Astarte said through gritted teeth.

She felt that coming to Greece seemed to be a wrong decision, but if she didn't come, she couldn't pretend that this situation didn't exist?

"It's troublesome, but this is my kind of love."

As he said this, Eros placed his hand on Astarte's hand, and the warmth of his grip calmed the jealous goddess down a little.

Forget it, a bunch of little sluts who can’t even get a seat, just treat them as him going out to play.

Instead of getting angry with these little goddesses, it is better to continue to fight with Aphrodite. Astarte still has some tolerance.

After pacifying Astarte, the two went to the Pantheon where Themis worked.

Gaia and Tiamat were both placed here by Eros for so-called educational transformation.

After not seeing him for a long time, Gaia didn't have any other changes except that his face looked as ugly as ever.

"Respected Great Mother Goddess, have you been well lately?"

Facing Eros' sarcasm, Gaia curled her lips, no longer as calm as before.

"Apart from the daily quarrels with my unfilial daughter, there's nothing wrong with it."

When the goddess of order and the goddess of chaos are together, it is simply a different kind of affair.

Among Gaia's many children, the twelve noble Titans, this one is the one whose personality is least compatible with hers.

"ah…?"

A questioning chant was heard from the side, and Tiamat, with huge dragon horns on his head, turned his head and looked over, his face full of curiosity.

(End of this chapter)