Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 853 Hera's Promise

Although Alcmene agreed, Athena and Hera could not take the child out of her womb before it was born.

So in the few days before giving birth, Hera would stay by Alcmene's side, waiting for the moment of birth.

Athena didn't have that much time to wait here, so she went back to Mount Olympus first.

Only Alcmene was left to serve Hera, and she did not know the identity and name of the goddess.

Hera's face was hidden by a veil, and she wasn't wearing any recognizable accessories, so Alcmene had no idea what she was like.

However, if it has fallen to this point, it means that the child must be an illegitimate child, and it is very likely that one of the parents has a family.

To be honest, if Hera had not appeared later, Alcmene would have really thought for a moment that this child might be Athena's.

The forbidden child of a pure virgin goddess and an unknown person, like this.

After guessing in her mind, Alcmene asked cautiously in a low voice.

"Goddess, do you need me to do anything else?"

"No, just pretend I don't exist."

Hera didn't want to have too much contact with it, she just stroked her belly, her eyes slightly dim under the veil.

Until this moment, she was still a little confused and not sure whether her choice was correct.

Maybe I should keep this child, and send him here specifically to please Eros and perform eating, sleeping and playing games?
As soon as this idea was born, it was quickly abandoned by Hera.

This is what Poseidon thought at the time, but considering what has happened now, this is not an option.

Hera was so confused that she had no time to pay attention to Alcmene. She just turned into a bird and landed in front of Alcmene's stage.

As long as this bird full of spirituality and sacredness is still there, Alcmene will still have confidence in her heart.

At this time, the sky was almost bright and heavy footsteps were heard outside the door.

"Alcmene, I have returned successfully. Next, King Creon will lend me troops to defeat our enemies."

Amphitryon knocked on the door and spoke to Alcmene outside.

Hearing this voice, Alcmene's eyes revealed a bit of hatred and disgust, but she pretended to have just woken up.

"Ah? Are you back already?"

"Has he agreed to lend me the troops? That's great."

Although her face showed disgust, Alcmene's voice sounded as cute and happy as that of an ordinary girl, and there was no sign that her expression had anything to do with it.

Sure enough, women are born actors, especially those who have experienced hardships.

Amphitryon, who was outside the door, was unaware of this. Although Alcmene had no intention of letting him in, he just thought that the other party had just got up and was not in a position to see people.

"Well, so I'm going to the palace soon and then prepare to go to war."

Amphitrite paused, feeling his mouth dry from nervousness.

"Well, before I go to war, can I?"

"no!"

The voice from inside the house suddenly became serious, and Alcmene directly rejected what he had said before.

"We agreed that I will marry you only after you kill all the Tafus people."

"I will not marry until my father and brothers are avenged."

Alcmene's fierce refusal made Amphitryon feel a little dissatisfied.

The war with the Taphians was naturally dangerous, and going to war was accompanied by the risk of death. Amphitryon wanted to use this as an excuse to marry Alcmene before going to the battlefield, but was rejected very straightforwardly and decisively. Amphitryon, who was nearly 30 years old, felt a little aggrieved. He felt that he was fighting for Alcmene but could not get any benefit at all.

But when he remembered how obsessed he was at that moment, the stick in his hand suddenly turned into guilt.

"Okay, then you should take some rest. I will soon take off their heads and send them to you."

Amphitrite did not disturb them any further, perhaps out of guilt, and left the courtyard.

When he left, he did not forget to give some instructions to the spies who were protecting Alcmene nearby.

Alcmene lifted a corner of the window screen, looked at Amphitryon's back as he left, and sneered.

"It would be best if you died in the war with the Tafos."

"You want him dead?"

Hera suddenly spoke out of the blue.

"Of course, he plotted and murdered my father for his throne, and tried to trick me into marrying him so that he would appear to be the legitimate heir."

"Of course I want him to die, and it would be best if his death was as miserable as possible."

After being stunned for a moment, Alcmene responded very viciously.

"But you are engaged to him, and you are using your marriage to trick him."

Don't forget that Hera is the patron saint of marriage, and the engagement itself is a manifestation of marriage, even if the marriage has not been completed.

As if she heard a hint of accusation in Hera's words, Alcmene paused before continuing to answer.

"Because I am powerless, this is my only weapon and my only value left."

"If I were as strong as a beast, I would challenge him to a duel and slit his throat, but I didn't."

"So I can only rely on this, even if it means I am unfaithful."

Alcmene's words were powerful and her desire for revenge burned like a flame.

The determination to seek revenge even at the cost of sacrificing one's own chastity is naturally a shock to the patron saint of marriage.

After a moment's silence, Hera suddenly spoke.

"In that case, he will die in this war."

Hera promised the girl that this would be her reward.

Alcmene was a little dazed, perhaps because the surprise came too suddenly.

The next moment she came to her senses and said in disbelief.

"But... Goddess Athena..."

"Athena is Athena and I am me."

Hera interrupted Alcmene's question. She was different from Athena.

She doesn't have so many thoughts and considerations. In a sense, she is also a very willful goddess who can punish or bestow favors at will according to her own preferences.

And letting Amphitryon die in this war was a gift from Hera.

Faced with this sudden gift, Alcmene was naturally extremely happy and immediately knelt down to thank the goddess for her gift.

But to Hera, it was just a small matter.

She did not care about Alcmene's thanks, but her thoughts drifted to a more distant place.

Can you really hide it from others by doing this?
(End of this chapter)