Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 869 What on earth are you acting?

"Your Majesty the Little God of Love"

At the entrance of the temple, several Muses welcomed the arrival of Eros.

Everyone was familiar with each other, so naturally there was no fear. They just instinctively sensed that a bloody storm was coming.

Their own main god, the cold and arrogant goddess Artemis, and the key figure in the problem, His Majesty the Little God of Love.

When these three parties got together, no matter how slow they were, they could sense that a fierce battle was about to take place.

Thinking of this, some Muses couldn't help but tremble their legs under their dresses.

It's not fear, but excitement.

Gah! impart, take one with us!

But unfortunately, Artemis obviously did not take their ideas into consideration, and made them all retreat.

Although the Muses obeyed her orders outwardly, they felt regretful in their hearts.

Alas, goddess, you have sworn an oath, and you can’t really eat them. It will be the same even if you drive them away. It is better to keep them to play together.

Although they thought Artemis and Cupid were definitely having an affair, the Muses did not think of breaking the oath yet. They just thought that the two might be playing something novel.

For example, repairing the plank road in the open and taking the valley road in secret.
After all the Muses had left, Artemis finally put down her crossed legs, stood up, and walked towards Eros.

Artemis, who was already tall and slender, put on crystal-clear high-heeled lace-up sandals, and her height was almost as high as Eros.

Among the regular-sized Olympian gods, Artemis is already superior to the other females, and now with the blessing of attack speed equipment, she has a considerable degree of oppression.

There was no trace of emotion on her cold and beautiful face as she walked in front of Eros.

"You really put a lot of effort into dressing up..."

Eros stretched out his hand, praising Artemis who was dressed up, and touched the folds of her clothes with his palm, feeling the touch like cold jade.

"No...don't touch me!"

The cold expression on Artemis' face was easily broken by this action, and she pushed Eros away with a little embarrassment.

"Oh yeah, you don't like this."

Eros suddenly realized what was going on, and then his face changed. The palm that had just been gently stroking Artemis suddenly slapped heavily on the thigh exposed under Artemis' skirt.

"Pia!"

There was a crisp sound of a blow, and a red palm print quickly appeared on Artemis' thigh, contrasting with the black leg ring.

"Be obedient to me!"

Eros looked cold and ruthless as he harshly scolded the cold and proud goddess. However, the originally cold and beautiful goddess did not show any sign of anger despite being treated so roughly.

Instead, she revealed a sweet smile that looked like a crescent moon melting into silk, and her whole person turned into a goddess with a slightly obsessed look.

"Ah~ Master, I will obey you, but only if you command me to do so."

The hunting goddess with a slightly perverted taste showed another side of her that no one except Eros knew during this private moment.

I once vowed to be a girl forever, never get married, and stay with my father forever. That means I would be my father's property and my father's eternal bride-to-be.

As a wife, you must obey your husband, and as a daughter, you must obey your father.

Faced with Artemis's submissive and infatuated attitude, Eros raised his chin with satisfaction and kissed her as a reward.

Only when Artemis was so comfortable that she stuck out her tongue like a cat did Eros end his reward. "Okay, let's go and fish Apollo out of the room."

This hunting goddess has been adjusted to a super-fallen state, even more submissive than Aphrodite and the others.

After completing a little romance between the two, Artemis and Eros came to Apollo's door.

"Apollo, I've called Eros here, are you still not going to come out?"

Artemis called softly through the door, Eros' hand still on her thigh.

Apollo in the room did not answer. Perhaps his sister really called Eros, but so what?

Apollo didn't think Artemis could do anything, so he didn't take it seriously and continued to treat his sister coldly.

"It seems she still refuses to come out."

Apollo did not answer, but Artemis smiled instead and reached out to touch Eros' chest.

"We can't coax her out if you're like this."

Eros bit his ear and said to Artemis, "You are so anxious, Apollo might not be fooled at all."

Artemis' face was flushed as if she was slightly drunk. After she chuckled twice, her tone suddenly became cold.

"Eros, what do you want to do?"

The two completely different attitudes and faces switched very quickly, without any delay at all.

It turns out that women are born actors. Even Artemis, who used to be straightforward, has gradually become a bad person.

Seeing that she had entered the state, Eros quickly cooperated.

"Ahem, what do you want to do? I don't mean anything special."

The two of them performed a duet outside Apollo's door, singing the same tune.

Needless to say, the story is about a sister who cares deeply about her younger sister and has to compromise and sacrifice herself in the face of a villain with evil intentions.

This scene is very old, but it is also very useful. The scene of forced e-fall is the eternal god, which is more useful than any defeat or cognitive modification.

What we want is a feeling of being unwilling but having to compromise, preferably accompanied by a look in the eyes, a feeling of saying one thing but doing another.

At first, Apollo was unmoved when listening to the dramatic conversation outside.

After all, this is just a provocation. If she believes it, then something strange will happen.

But when the strange gurgling noises began to be heard, Apollo's expression became a little strange.

She was not some innocent little white paper, how could she not hear what this sound meant? It was because she could hear it that she felt it was strange.

No, are you serious?
The relationship between Artemis and Eros was still at the beginning stage, and Apollo had never thought that his sister could actually do such a thing.

Sacrifice? But not really, not really.

Apollo felt that it was unnecessary for Artemis to break her oath and humiliate herself just because he was upset.

Now Apollo really couldn't sit still anymore. She stood up and wanted to open the door to see what was going on outside, but she was a little hesitant.

What if this was fake? What if the person doing the dirty thing outside the door was not his sister, but another Muse?
Even as she was guessing this, Artemis had already let out a distracted moan and subconsciously called out the forbidden name.

(End of this chapter)