Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 942 Give Daddy a spin!
"So you're also from the Holy Domain. Then you're my senior brother?"

Perhaps that's why she could understand why Eros referred to himself as her brother, Alcides said.

"She's so young, yet she thinks about so many things. It has nothing to do with any of this."

Eros couldn't help but reach out and flick her. This tendency to insist on finding a reason to understand things according to one's own ideas was also a characteristic of those egoists.

"In short, interpret it however you like, just know that we are the closest people in the world."

"Based on this, you can interpret it however you like."

Despite Eros’s seemingly joking words, Alcides’s intuition prevented her from detecting any element of falsehood.

Hmm... So is that statement true?
The child's simple thought process prevented her from considering the absurdity and impossibility of these words; instead, she readily believed them based on her feelings.

The handsome older brother in front of me must really be a relative or something.

"Oh, then I'll call you brother."

"Well, that's good."

Eros smiled and patted her head. He subconsciously reached into his pocket, looking for a suitable gift, but then remembered that he usually didn't carry those kinds of things with him.

"I'll let it go this time. I'll give you a gift next time I come to see you."

He didn't bring a suitable gift with him, as he was used to going empty-handed. However, the most suitable gift would have been a Saint Cloth as a present for Alcides.

However, Athena snatched it away, saying she would give it back to Eros later, so Eros could only think of another gift.

Are there any other gifts?

When Alcides heard that Eros was going to give him another gift, his big eyes showed a hint of joy, but then when he heard Eros say that he would give it to him next time, his eyes turned to disappointment.

Children's emotions are written all over their faces; they're really easy to understand.

Eros couldn't ignore the look of disappointment on her face and realized she might have said something wrong.

There's a saying that goes something like this: Don't arouse a child's expectations and then cruelly shatter them. Such behavior has an immeasurable impact on a child's physical and mental health.

He couldn't be the kind of father who would spoil the fun, but unfortunately Eros didn't have anything suitable on him. He couldn't just stuff divinity into the child, could he?

After searching for a while, Eros finally pulled out a golden wine jug from his person. It was mead that Persephone had brewed herself in her paradise, personally made by the goddess of spring, and filled with her honeydew.

Eros left the underworld before he had finished drinking, so he carried a flask with him.

Suddenly, Eros produced a magnificent wine jug, the mead inside as clear and bright as amber, emitting an enticing aroma.

Alcides' eyes widened immediately, his large eyes fixed on the wine jug in Eros's hand, his face filled with longing and curiosity.

"This is not something children should drink."

Eros was both amused and exasperated. What kind of gift is wine, especially divine wine, given to a child of only a few years old?

"But it smells so good!"

Alcides didn't explicitly say he wanted it, but his face clearly showed his desire to taste the divine wine.

Like a puppy lured by delicious food, it stared longingly at Eros and the divine wine in his hand.

Unable to bear that look, Eros hesitated for a moment before giving in. "Fine, you can have it. This is divine wine I brought from the underworld. A child like you would probably pass out after just one sip."

He handed the flask to Alcides. Although it was irresponsible to give alcohol to a child, the divine wine had no side effects; it would just make you sleep for a while after drinking it.

Seeing how much Alcides wanted it, Eros had no choice but to give her the bottle of divine wine as a gift.

Furthermore, she was specifically instructed that this was divine wine, and that she should only taste a tiny bit of it, and savor the rest slowly.

But to everyone's surprise, as soon as the bottle landed in Alcádez's small hands, she immediately grabbed the bottle, which was half her size, bit off the cork, and started chugging it down in big gulps.

The child displayed an incredibly bold and unrestrained drinking style, a feat that even ordinary strongmen and warriors would not be able to accomplish.

Alcides had no resistance to the enticing aroma of the wine and completely ignored Eros's words, gulping it all down in one go.

After finishing a whole bottle of mead, her flat stomach swelled up, and her already chubby, fair-skinned figure grew even larger, resembling a ball.

From the cheeks to the hands and feet, the child's delicate skin flushed a rosy red, with the cheeks as red as apples.

"Hiccup~"

With a satisfied burp reeking of alcohol, Alcides tossed aside the wine jug, his eyes becoming glazed over.

Then he kicked off the blanket and scratched his reddened skin, clearly indicating that he was very drunk.

"You little rascal, so greedy for food and drink?"

Eros couldn't help but reach out to touch her, but Alcides, who was drunk, instinctively pushed him away, muttering to himself.

"Good...delicious...burp..."

Eros could imagine what he'd be like in the future, given how much he already loves drinking at such a young age.

Unlike her obedient, quirky, stubborn, and emotionless sisters, Alcides seems to have a more distinctive personality.

Straightforward and willful, yet extremely confident and bold.

They are very straightforward about what they want to do and will not change their minds because of other people's opinions.

While respecting elders, one is not bound by rigid rules and common-sense etiquette.

Trusting someone you've just met without a second thought, someone whose name you don't even know, and drinking the wine they offer without any reservations, just to satisfy your momentary cravings.

This straightforward yet somewhat rebellious style truly made Eros realize that his child was different.

Despite being an incarnation of Anan, devoid of emotion and intellect, he is so sincere and eager when it comes to desire. Perhaps this is because he lacks something and craves it.

Looking at the drunken Alcides, Eros couldn't help but smile.

With this personality, it seems like it might be a bit difficult for Athena to raise this child into a qualified Saint.

Just as he was thinking this, Eros heard the sound of the side hall door being pushed open.

The sound of Alcádez dropping his wine jug after getting drunk seemed to have caught the attention of Alcmene and the others, who were preparing to come and check on him.

Eros didn't bother to clean up the mess; he simply vanished into the wind.

(End of this chapter)