Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 870: What’s with this Minotaur déjà vu?

What the hell?
Apollo wondered if she was hallucinating. She seemed to have heard voices like "Master" and "Dad".

How could such a name appear here?

You must know that since ordinary people only have one or a few partners, they may want to try all kinds of titles, such as good brother.

But Eros would not do that, because he had countless partners and lovers and did not need to seek such false titles to satisfy anything.

If you don't shout, there are plenty of people who will shout, and who are more suitable than you.

So Apollo had never heard of these strange names. Master was fine, but what about father?

And this voice is definitely Artemis's, right? Even the most skilled muse can't imitate it.

This made Apollo a little confused. What was going on?
Aren't you forced to compromise? Why did you call the master already? What on earth are you two doing outside the door?

Finally, Apollo, unable to hold back his curiosity, opened the door a little and peeked out.

She swore that before she spied on it, she really thought it was just a trick of Artemis or Eros, deliberately deceiving her.

But when she saw the scene outside the door clearly, her pupils trembled violently.

My sister actually...
How to describe in words how Apollo felt when she saw this scene, even though she had forced Artemis to lick her before.

But it was precisely because of Artemis's cold expression when he turned evil and forced her that the scene before him now seemed even more shocking.

It’s like the sister who was always cold and strict to you when you were young, and never smiled, as if she would never have any contact with men in her life.

But when you returned home by chance one time, you heard strange noises coming from her room. You secretly opened the door and discovered that even such a cold and strict sister actually had another attractive side that you didn't know about.

If he was semi-forced, or if he was cooperating with reluctance, Apollo would understand and would not be so shocked.

But she saw none of these. She only saw the obsession and tenderness on her sister's face, which was almost melted into silk.

This wonderful feeling flowed through Apollo's heart, including shock and confusion, as well as a feeling of betrayal.

Both to Eros and to Artemis.

Why? Why do you two seem to be on such a good terms all of a sudden? And even more so than she is?
Sister, didn't you swear? Didn't you say you sacrificed yourself for me? Don't you hate that guy?
But what's with your expression now? Why do you look so happy? Why are you so skilled? !

Apollo felt as if his heart was being torn by the genuine joy on Artemis' face and the charm that emanated from her bones.

This is her elder sister, who is aloof and arrogant, and never shows any respect to anyone. She is the only one who is gentle to her, her younger sister.

She had always thought that her sister cared about her the most, so she always felt confident as someone who was favored.

But this scene made Apollo suddenly realize that the person his sister cared about most was no longer her.
Apollo was not angry with Eros. After all, this was the norm and he couldn't get angry.

But Apollo felt an inexplicable sadness towards his sister and subconsciously clenched his fingers.

Artemis is a sister-con, but isn’t Apollo also an invisible sister-con?
Otherwise, she would not have forced Artemis to serve her lover last time.

Even though she wanted to protect and monopolize Eros, she was still willing to give her sister a piece of it as a twisted expression of the idea that we will be together forever.

And now, the lover she cared about the most, and the sister she cared about the least, had developed to such a stage without her knowing. How could Apollo not feel sad and uncomfortable? The crack in the door that she secretly opened was getting wider and wider, and her figure was completely exposed to the sight of the two people outside the door, but she didn't notice it.

Eros, as he had no time to open his mouth, could only communicate with Artemis through eye contact.

"I've already tricked her out, so is this how it's going to end?"

But Artemis, who had completely entered the state and torn off her disguise, did not receive any eye contact from Eros at all.

Artemis' eyes were misty, her long hair like moonlight was fluttering, and there was nothing but joy in her eyes.

It's over, this hunting goddess is hopeless and has completely forgotten about her sister.

Or is he actually still rational, but is pretending to be completely irrational in order to avenge himself for being beaten to his knees by Apollo?

Based on previous experience, Eros felt that the latter was more likely.

So those names just now were deliberately called for Apollo to hear, right?

Eros couldn't help but feel a little amused. Was this a different kind of plastic sisterhood? They hadn't even reconciled yet, but they were already getting angry.

It was fun though, so he allowed it.

Holding Artemis' waist tightly and letting her get closer to him, Eros wanted to speed up and satisfy her first before dealing with Apollo, who was a little distraught and looked as if he had been cheated on for the third time.

The Muses, who were not allowed to come in and could only listen to the sounds through the walls, lay on the wall with excitement on their faces.

"Listen, it turns out that it is His Majesty the Little God of Love who has to take action. The Lord God has already started calling for him."

The Muses now thought that the owner of this voice was their main god Apollo.

Little did they know that Apollo was just staring blankly and could only stare.

It was not until Artemis was finally satisfied and pretended to be defeated and fell asleep, and Eros walked towards her, that Apollo finally came to his senses.

"you"

He opened his mouth subconsciously, but Apollo's mind was in a mess at the moment, and he had no idea what to say. He could only stare blankly at Eros approaching him.

"Are you finally willing to come out and see me?"

Eros wiped his hands slowly and asked calmly.

"Are you still being stubborn? Or are you still refusing to change your mind?"

Eros and Apollo spoke as naturally as if they had just had a simple meal, without any sense of embarrassment at all.

Only then did Apollo come to his senses and looked up at Eros, who still had the scent of Artemis on him.

Apollo sniffed it as if possessed by a magic spell, and the smell was as fragrant as ever.

(End of this chapter)