Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 158: Charm is really something you can do whatever you want
Humans are visual creatures.

The more we are unable to break free from the shackles of the flesh, the more we will pursue the sublimity and sacredness of the spirit.

Many times, men and women quarrel, and conflicts and dissatisfaction arise.

The root cause is actually lack of charm.

Being taken advantage of and teased by a dinosaur and being taken advantage of and teased by a quirky little devil girl are two completely different situations.

The former can make people feel nauseous and even unable to sleep for several days.

The latter can also keep people awake for days, simply because of the excitement.

When people are young, they are always full of filters and fantasies about the beautiful opposite sex, thus beautifying the other person's various behaviors.

Europa is also a young girl in her prime, full of fantasies and yearnings for the opposite sex.

And Eros, at an age when a young girl should be ignorant, suddenly appeared in her sight as a dazzling star.

I can't bear it. I can't bear it at all.

In an instant, Europa forgot all her anger and resentment and turned into a girl with amorous feelings again.

What’s the point of being rational when it comes to appearance?
"What did you do just now?"

Europa asked shyly, remembering that she was drugged by the person in front of her last night and did some things she shouldn't have done.

So how should she address the other person now?

Lover? Spouse? Partner? It seems a little too fast.

But wasn't it because of the person in front of him? He was so impatient that he drugged her directly.

Obviously, if you just take it slow, it would be hard for her to refuse.

Thinking of this, Europa looked at Eros with some resentment again.

But compared with the resentment just now, this resentment is just like a girl acting like a spoiled child.

"Oh, I woke up early, so I went to wash up in the stream next to me."

Looking at Europa's slightly resentful expression, Eros immediately understood.

Maybe she was a little scared because I disappeared without saying goodbye?

"I'm sorry, I should have told you before I did it. I guess I scared you."

Is this the extent of your apology?
Europa was still a little dissatisfied. After drugging someone, he should have just apologized before doing anything else.

But this little bit of dissatisfaction disappeared immediately.

Under the influence of Eros's charm, she soon misinterpreted herself that "this island has customs and traditions that she is unknown to her."

Maybe using drugs to possess women is their tradition?

"It's okay. I don't care about it anymore."

Europa chose to forgive.

Whether it is out of her own aesthetic taste or the prophecies and promises made to her by the gods.

She already understood that Eros was her destined partner.

In this case, losing your virginity to your future partner is not so unacceptable.

After convincing herself, Europa finally regained her composure.

She even began to look forward to the future, thinking about what she should do with Eros now that she was here.

But while she was thinking about this, Eros picked up the horns she dropped on the ground.

The diamond-like horns were pieced together to look like a crown, and Eros could tell at a glance that it was made by Zeus.

"You already know everything?"

Eros' mind was thinking rapidly.

What would Europa think if she now knew that he was closely related to the person who kidnapped her?

Consider him an accomplice?
"Well, I know everything you did."

Europa looked at the horns in Eros's hand and still thought he was talking about what happened last night.

"But it doesn't matter. This is God's will. I have accepted this fate."

Zeus's gift was so good that Europa accepted it quite quickly.

Just think of it as getting married early, it’s not a big deal.

Father, mother, and brothers would also be happy if they knew that their partner was a perfect person like Eros.

The fickleness of women is vividly demonstrated in Europa.

"Really? Although I would like to explain that that is not what I meant, it seems pointless to explain this to you."

Eros smiled.

The best case scenario is not to resent him for this.

Of course, Europa would not resent him. She even understood Eros' words as: he was forced to do so.

It seemed that the gods forced him to do this to satisfy God's requirements.

In this way, the two of them were in the same boat, and Europa no longer had any resentment towards him.

"It's okay, I understand. Don't think too much about it from now on. Let's start over."

Europa reached out and hugged Eros with some gentleness and sympathy. Eros was a little surprised that Europa suddenly became so stable.

It seemed like she really accepted her fate, but that's true.

Zeus had told Eros everything yesterday, including Europa's future in Phoenicia.

Although she was a Phoenician princess, in Canaan the orders of the Lord God Baal were absolute.

He destined Europa to be the next holy prostitute and priestess, which was not a good position.

As a holy prostitute, she had to use her body to receive and serve God and his guests, even pilgrims.

It’s a bit funny to say, although Greek mythology is known for its confusing relationships, it actually doesn’t really involve this kind of thing.

In Greece, oracles and priests had different styles because of the different gods they served. Of course, there were also lewd worship, such as the priests of Aphrodite, the goddess of love, or the priests of Dionysus, the god of future carnival.

Their priests would anoint their bodies with perfume and have fun with the believers.

But at least, except for a few, most of the Greek gods would not do this.

For example, most of Artemis' priests were female hunters who roamed the wild, and Apollo's priests were very serious oracle messengers called the Pythia.

The other main gods are basically the same, very upright.

The only one is this guy Ares, he is completely perverted and evil.

Her followers would slaughter and torture other lives, using various methods such as skinning and burning, offering Ares a battle of fear and bloodthirstiness.

It can be said that Ares is Khorne himself, and it is not an exaggeration at all.

War and death would please her?

Wrong! What she needs is a cruel, bloody and terrifying war. All Ares' followers are bloodthirsty and perverted.

But such extreme cases are only a minority. Even Poseidon would not force his believers and priests to offer their bodies.

She just liked what she saw and did it on a whim.

After overall comparison, Eros thinks Greece is better.

Although there are evil gods, there are also many good gods, and they still abide by the rules.

The God of Canaan is violent and disorderly. He can do anything when he is in a good mood, and he can do anything when he is in a bad mood.

There is no moral bottom line at all. What era is this still a thing about holy prostitutes and the right of virginity?
The great goddess of the Near East, Kubler, was a perverted woman who liked eunuchs, and all of her priests were eunuchs.

The Aesenian hierarchy was too strict, and slaves were used in large numbers for burials and sacrifices.

Scandinavia is characterized by its exciting and wild fighting style.

From this perspective, it was actually a good thing that Zeus brought Europa to Greece.

Even without mentioning the glorious future and prophecies, she was spared the fate of serving Baal.

In Greece, she would become a respected goddess and eventually ascend to the sky to exist as a goddess.

Hiss. Wait a minute, Zeus won’t skimp on this, right?

Eros thought about it and realized that although Zeus asked him to sleep with Europa, the child was still Zeus's in name.

Zeus shouldn’t be stingy with a position for Taurus, right?

After all, it was impossible for Eros to allow Europa to stay on Crete forever and die as a human being.

After she completed what Zeus needed her to do and gave birth to the future King Minos.

She must be raised to the sky as an eternal constellation.

The two stood facing each other, each thinking about something in their hearts, and fell silent for a while.

It was not until the fog had completely dissipated and the sun was high in the sky that Eros remembered to change his clothes and put on a mask.

"By the way, don't forget, don't call my name during the day."

"Hmm? Is there any reason for this?"

Europa asked curiously.

She felt a little regretful that she couldn't see Eros' face.

"Well this is a rather troublesome story. I'll tell you later."

Eros paused and said.

"Now, it's time for me to take you to meet the other people and goddesses on this island."

"Don't worry, they will all obey Zeus' orders and help you become the master of this island."

When Europa heard that there were other people on the island, she was not as happy as she had imagined, and even felt a little regretful.

I thought it would be just her and Eros, and that the two of them would work hard to create a kingdom of the future.

It's just a little bit. Since there is someone here, it means that Europa doesn't have to worry about life problems.

Such news is, of course, cause for celebration.

"Well, let's set off now."

Europa lifted her skirt and wrapped it around her waist to avoid getting caught on the branches of the jungle.

She still likes this dress very much, and it can be regarded as her last memory.

"Don't worry, let me put this on you first."

Eros held up the crown shaped like a bull's horn.

It was the perfect size to fit Europa's forehead.

"As long as you wear it, no one on this island will disrespect you. They will all obey any of your orders from the bottom of their hearts."

"Zeus's promise is true. From now on, you are indeed the mistress of Crete."

Just like putting a crown on someone's head, he put the crown on Europa's head.

The crystal clear horns, like a diamond crown, finally made Europa look like a princess.

"Then don't you also need to obey my orders?"

Hearing Europa's words, Eros was stunned for a moment and then smiled.

"Yes, only here, and I will obey your orders."

　To be honest, Ares is the real Khorne.

　　After some research, I found that 90% of the works related to Greece have glorified or mocked Ares.

　　The sacrifices here are basically living sacrifices, and the more painful the better. The wailing of the sacrifices is the only music that can please Ares.

　　Skinning, stuffing with grass, and grilling on skewers, he is the real evil god Khorne.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)