Greece: I am the master of destiny!

Seeing Cronus remain silent, Philura's eyes gradually dimmed as well.

She knew she couldn't save the child.

No one can change Cronus's will, after all, he is a god with an extremely firm will, which is why he is able to become the king of the gods at this moment.

He could please the gods when he was weak, and he could lie low for hundreds of years after gaining power. This essentially shows that once he makes a decision, he will definitely accomplish it.

But Philura didn't cry or make a fuss; instead, she took the initiative to hug Cronus's hand.

The biggest difference between Philura and the goddess Rhea is that Philura is fully aware of her situation.

From the very beginning, her encounter with Cronus was a "gift" deliberately planned by the ocean.

Her beauty and her gentleness were cultivated from the very beginning.

It could even be said that from the moment she was chosen to act as a messenger between the ocean and Cronus, she was no longer "Philulla." She was "Philulla," a gift to please the king of the gods.

A gift cannot cause sadness, grief, or disobedience to its owner; its sole purpose is to please the God-King.

As long as the God-King is happy, he will be willing to continue being with her. As long as she and the God-King are still together, the God-King and the Ocean will still have some connection and some affection.

This was undoubtedly very cruel for Ferrura, but Ferrura had long accepted her fate and was used to it.

Even if Cronus wanted to eat her child, Philura would simply smile and offer herself up to the table.

Cronus was very satisfied with Ferrura's obedient and sensible nature.

Although he was initially attracted by Ferrura's beauty and thought she was gentle and a good little companion to relieve his boredom, over the years he has become increasingly satisfied with her.

He even felt that Rhea was not as worry-free as his little lover.

Kronos genuinely felt that Rhea was being unreasonable. Their relationship was so deep, why did she have to make trouble for him over a few children she had never even met?

Is their friendship of thousands of years really less important than those children they've never even met?

Kronos could only conclude that Rhea was being immature.

Compared to Ferrura's maturity, the difference became even more obvious. He grew increasingly impatient with Rhea, even too lazy to return to Mount Kinabalu to listen to Rhea's nagging, feeling more comfortable with Ferrura.

Thinking of this, Cronus reached out and lifted the sea goddess's delicate chin, bestowing upon her a kiss as a gesture of goodwill.

Ferrura responded obediently, and soon the two were once again inseparable.

Just as the two were exchanging divine powers and engaging in deep communication, Rhea, who had descended from the sacred mountain, arrived at Mount Pelión, accompanied by Themis.

"I can sense the fluctuations of Cronus's divine power. What is he doing?" Rhea frowned, noticing something was amiss.

Themis was also somewhat puzzled, but the moment the two goddesses stepped into Mount Pelyon, Cronus, who was busy with his head down, suddenly stiffened, as if he had sensed something, and a rare look of panic appeared in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and spat out the round thing he had been holding in his mouth. Before he could even explain to the bewildered Ferrura, he hurriedly pulled out the item, not even having time to put on any clothes, and turned to leave.

"His Majesty?!"

Philura called out instinctively, but found that Cronus completely ignored her. Instead, he used his shapeshifting magic, transforming into a majestic stallion and galloping away towards the outside of the mountains.

When Rhea and Themis arrived, this was the scene they found.

Lying on the soft grass, Ferrura was completely naked, her fair skin covered with ambiguous red marks, the air thick with the scent of desire, and her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.

Not far away, a tall, magnificent horse galloped wildly, kicking up a cloud of dust before disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Ferrura was startled to see the two unfamiliar goddesses suddenly appear, and screamed as she lunged at a nearby bush.

Themis awkwardly looked away, but Rhea stared intently at Philura's disheveled figure and the familiar marks on her alluring body.

These love marks appeared in particular, especially the bite marks on those rounded breasts...

Rhea's face turned extremely pale. Without saying a word, she began searching for Cronus's whereabouts in the mountains, but found nothing.

"That's not right. I clearly sensed the divine power fluctuations of His Majesty the God-King just now, so why isn't he here?" Themis said in confusion, while Rhea beside her had already turned ashen-faced.

"It's that horse."

Rhea spoke through gritted teeth, not in a question, but in a statement of fact, and with a very firm tone.

Themis was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Rhea was saying, but Rhea had already turned around angrily and chased after the horse in the direction it had left.

As she passed by Philura, the angry queen was about to teach her a lesson, but as soon as she raised her hand, she saw Philura's high, protruding belly.

Rhea's pupils suddenly contracted.

Ferrura was shivering in the bushes, but even so, she instinctively protected her stomach, her face showing both fear and shyness.

She had already recognized Rhea's identity and was terrified, but she didn't even dare to beg for mercy, for fear of adding fuel to the fire.

Seeing Rhea raise her hand, she closed her eyes in even greater fear, but the expected pain did not come. Instead, she heard Themis's cry of alarm:

"Rhea! What's wrong?!"

Ferrura cautiously opened her eyes and saw that the beautiful goddess was pale-faced. She was kneeling on the ground, supporting herself with one hand and holding her stomach with the other, as if she was enduring pain. Her smooth forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Themis was startled and rushed over to help her up. Rhea groaned in pain, and something was moving inside her swollen belly.

Before Themis realized what was happening, she felt the vibration of the laws, and the next moment, Rhea gave birth to a child in front of her.

Meanwhile, in the underworld, Prometheus, who was passing the time playing chess with Hecate, suddenly looked up and gazed out of the underworld, towards Mount Pelión.

Hecate keenly sensed the anomaly and observed Prometheus with great interest. Through the connection between the chief and subordinate gods, she astutely discovered…

Prometheus's divine power seemed to have diminished somewhat, as if something had been diverted away.

Meanwhile, on Mount Pelyon, to Themis's astonishment, a tiny baby was born into the world.

The child neither cried nor made a fuss; the first thing he did after being born into this world was to look around.

And perhaps it was just her imagination, Themis always felt that when the child saw her, he seemed to pause for a moment, as if he recognized her...

No, it must be my imagination. How could I possibly know a newborn baby?

Themis shook her head, dismissing the absurd idea from her mind.

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Ps:

I've found that updating around 7 or 8 PM is the best time; midnight is too creepy. So I've decided to just update every day around 7 or 8 PM from now on, so everyone won't have to stay up late to read the updates.

As compensation, we'll send a red envelope to readers who turn to the last page every day and read through chapters 33, 66, 99, 133, 166, and 199.

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I recommend a new book by a new author, *The Good Grandson of the Dream of the Red Chamber*. Although it's a new book, the writing is fresh and elegant, making it a super enjoyable read. Fans of *Dream of the Red Chamber* shouldn't miss it. Even if you haven't read *Dream of the Red Chamber*, it won't affect your reading experience.