Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 901 These are all hidden wolves!

The wicked daughter-in-law, who was eyeing him menacingly, showed no sign of restraint.

Fortunately, they weren't in private, so Parsifah simply brushed his cheek and gave him a small kiss before sitting up without pushing his luck.

However, precisely because of this, Minos seemed oblivious to it, whether he didn't see it or not, even Triton didn't notice, and continued to chat and laugh.

What a blind husband and sister-in-law combination! Isn't the hierarchy a bit messed up?
Eros handed Ariadne over to Pasiphaë in an attempt to keep the fellow in line.

Pasifaët took the child, his face showing no emotion, only a gentle smile, as if nothing had happened.

If one didn't know what kind of personality Parsifah had and what she had done, probably no one would imagine what this gentle and charming wife was like in private.

Faced with such an obvious suggestion, Eros must muster the courage to reject this unhealthy temptation and sever this unhealthy relationship.

We can't make the same mistake again, stand up straight, Eros!

By turning his head away from Pasiphaë, Eros expressed his attitude through his actions.

He's a good father; he can't do anything to betray Minos.

If Eros wanted to play this kind of game, he could have found someone else; there was no need for him to do this.

The others noticed Eros's deliberate or unintentional avoidance, but Minos remained unmoved, merely exchanging glances with Pasiphaë.

Triton looked slightly troubled, but he quickly regained his carefree and cheerful demeanor.

Eros was on guard, but it wasn't a big problem, because he thought there was only one wolf, Parsifah, on the field, but in reality there were more.

Seemingly reliable and steady sheepdogs that can deter wolves and protect sheep, they are actually traitors who collude with the wolves from the inside.

Therefore, the more Pasifae pursues, the deeper it will push the other side.

“Father, it must have been a long time since you’ve tasted Cretan mead, right? Here, this was brewed by the goddess Messari herself; you can only taste it here.”

Minos poured Eros a golden mead, as dazzling as gold, yet clear and bright, exuding a sweet aroma.

Speaking of mead, Eros always recalls the sweet taste of freshly brewed mead he personally savored, a taste that lingers in his memory.

There was no reason to refuse such a fine wine, so one cup after another was poured out, the pure wine in the ox horn seemingly endless.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, both Triton and Minos had flushed slightly, making the atmosphere of the family dinner seem a bit off.

"Don't drink too much. After all, this is a family dinner, not a meal out. It won't be good if you drink too much later."

Just then, Pasifaeu thoughtfully advised Minos and Triton to stop urging them to drink.

This action surprised Eros somewhat, as he did not expect Pasiphaë to take the initiative to dissuade him, instead of trying to persuade him to drink from both sides as before.

After all, wine is a major factor in success, and many heroes have fallen because of their love of wine.

Eros is not a hero, so he usually falls even faster. He gets carried away when he drinks too much and starts to let himself go.

Most of those present knew this, so it was quite unexpected that Parsifae, who harbored ill intentions, was still willing to dissuade him.

Could it be that Parsifae didn't actually have that many thoughts?
Eros felt that he might have misunderstood Pasiphaë; she might not have had that many thoughts, but simply wanted to be closer to him.

If anyone's to blame, it's the difference in their social status and the complicated relationship between them. Oh, and my own damn charm.

Countless thoughts flashed through Eros's mind in an instant, but he did not put down his wine glass. Instead, he poured a glass for Pasiphaë as well.

"It's okay. Since we're here to have fun, we don't need to worry about so much. Let's all just enjoy ourselves together."

"Since Father says so..."

Pasiphaë took the glass, took a small sip from the rim of the glass with a slight upturn of her lips, and her eyes inadvertently met Minos's.

Great, keep up this atmosphere.

By taking a step back to move forward, the family banquet gradually returned to its former atmosphere—a carefree and indulgent feast—and a newcomer, Triton, was also added to the mix.

Triton wasn't a big drinker, but the sweet mead was exactly what this innocent girl loved, and she would take a few sips from time to time while holding the glass.

She looked quite dizzy and squeezed onto Eros's lap, clinging to him tightly.

"Father, Father, please hug me again~"

After having a few drinks, Triton revealed her clingy nature. Fortunately, she didn't reveal anything, but instinctively craved Eros's embrace.

The atmosphere was wonderful, and as the family dinner progressed, Minos and Pasiphaë moved closer and closer, as always, sitting side by side on either side.

Seemingly thinking that was enough, Minos gave Pasifaeu a look, and Pasifaeu immediately understood.

"The child looks like she's asleep. I'll carry her back to her room to sleep."

Minos stood up, took Ariadne, who had fallen asleep sometime during the night, from Pasiphaë's arms, and naturally carried her back to sleep.

This action went unnoticed by Eros, who didn't realize that once Minos carried Ariadne away, there was no longer a third wheel on the field.

If I don't consider the dizzy Triton in my arms as an example.

After Minos left, taking Ariadne from Pasiphaë's possession, Pasiphaë finally began to press Eros.

She lightly rolled up her hair and sleeves, revealing half of her forearm, and approached Eros, making teasing remarks about Triton, while her delicate hand seemingly casually rested on Eros's leg.

“Father, Triton is so big now, but he’s still so clingy.”

When the young girl, now a mother, covered him with her small hand, Eros froze, and immediately realized what was happening.

"She is indeed a bit clingy, but she's still a child, so it's not a big deal."

Eros gave a vague reply while holding Triton even tighter to prevent Pasifae from sitting on top of him.

My dear daughter, be my shield this time!
Terry, nestled in the embrace, smiled genuinely from her face, which was still slightly dizzy, and rubbed her face against the embrace.

Parsifah observed her reaction, but said something else entirely.

"Really? But Father, sometimes, children may have already grown up to a certain extent, and we need to be careful."

(End of this chapter)