Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 232: With her like this, I can deceive her ten times, ten times!
Not drinking, but better than being drunk.

The moon goddess, who was so cold and holy just now, now had a collapsed image and cried to Eros while sobbing.

Semene doesn't need alcohol to get her high; she will get high on her own.

When she thought of that scumbag Zeus, and then thought of the injustice she suffered at the hands of Artemis on Mount Olympus, she couldn't stop crying.

Eros was absent-minded. While listening like a competent tree hole, he touched Semene's little hand and looked down at her transparent white silk.

It’s really white, and it has its own soft lighting. It’s really too white.

The almost transparent white ribbon adds a little bit of haziness, which makes it even more likable.

"So do you think I should make up my mind and break up with her?"

Semene asked, but seeing that Eros was stunned and didn't respond, she subconsciously patted him.

"Uh-huh, yes, that's right."

Eros subconsciously took out the three-piece suit, then looked up blankly.

No, what did she say just now?

"Really? Then I'll go tell her tomorrow, but how do you think I should say it?"

After hearing Eros's approving reply, Semene treated him as a military advisor and asked for his advice.

"Should I rush over to her tomorrow and tell her "We're over!" and throw all the things she gave me on the ground?"

Hiss. I'm sorry, Zeus, it's not my fault. It's your fault that you didn't coax him well.

Unintentionally, Eros seemed to have caused Zeus a little trouble.

"I don't think we need to be that direct, right? After all, she is still the God King."

Eros gave a veiled exhortation, trying to make amends.

He is not the kind of person who would destroy other people's feelings for his own selfish desires.

Anyway, there are no outsiders around, and he prefers to be with everyone.

"Alas, you are right. After all, she is the Divine King. I can't be so disrespectful to her."

Semene's eyes, which had been shining, dimmed again.

"Besides, I may not be able to say such words in front of her."

After all, she knew her own nature very well. When she was in front of Zeus, she was easily played around by the scumbag and finally went back dizzy.

Lose your temper? If someone can make you lose your temper, then they are not qualified as a bad girl/man.

Eros took advantage of the situation and said to her while comforting her.

"In fact, you don't have to be so radical. You can be gentler and unilaterally refuse to meet her so that we can live a life without interfering with each other."

"From now on, public is public, private is private, and we will not get involved anymore."

After saying this, Eros said something earnestly.

"What's important is not how you express it to her, but to be firm in your heart and know what you want to do and how you want to think."

Semene nodded, not quite understanding.

In her eyes, the beautiful boy in front of her had an inexplicable sense of maturity, perhaps because he had experienced a lot, which made her want to rely on him.

Come to think of it, she had heard that Zeus and many goddesses had found human lovers, so maybe she could learn from that?
Thinking of this, Semene's face turned even redder, and her eyes turned moist as she looked at Eros.

His legs subconsciously stacked sideways, moving closer to Eros.

Wrapped around the calves, the smooth and transparent white silk sticks together, rubbing slightly, as if it is like a restless heart.

However, before Semele could say anything else, it was too late.

The two's night talk had unknowingly come to an end, and the unmanned lunar vehicle was approaching the end of the Sea of ​​Oceanus.

The moonlit night was coming to an end, and her sister, Eos, the goddess of dawn, was ready to take over her position and begin a new celestial cycle.

Noticing that the sky was beginning to turn pale and the starry night was beginning to dim, Semene quickly wiped her tears, put her veil back on, and stood up. "Sorry, the time is up, and I have things to do. I have to stop here for tonight."

She interrupted the emotional topic with Eros with a slight apology and cleaned up herself for being a little out of control.

"You'll still be here tomorrow night, right?"

Her tone was full of anticipation, and she looked at Eros with twinkling eyes.

"Of course, I will be here all the time."

It would be easy to capture Semele.

Eros just wasn't so hasty, otherwise he would have killed this sentimental and melancholy goddess directly in the wilderness.

Hearing Eros's assurance, Semene also smiled brightly.

"Oh, I forgot to ask."

"what your name?"

Eros directly reported the pseudonym he had been using during this period.

"My name is Endymion."

"Endymion? I remember that. See you tomorrow night then."

Selene turned into moonlight and flew towards the moon that was already far away in the sky. Eros looked up and watched her leave.

Oh, it was not until this time that Eros remembered the love story of the Sorcerer King and the Moon Goddess.

So when he gave himself this pseudonym, he was already foreshadowing that this day would come?

A name is full of magical power.

But Eros was wondering whether he had chosen this pseudonym and therefore replaced Endymion who might have appeared originally.

Or was it destined that he would take this pseudonym?

What if he had been named differently? Merlin or Aleister? Those are not names from Greek legend.

What if Eros had a stranger name? Hercules? Dionysus, who had not yet been born?

Maybe he will take on these people's fate, or maybe nothing will happen?

Eros couldn't figure out these things for the time being, so he decided to stop thinking about them for now.

After all, this is not the first or second time that he has worn a vest. We'll talk about it later when it comes true.

Now, he had to think about how to trick this pure and lustful Moon Goddess into getting him the silver star sand he needed.

By the way, Eros' attitude towards the matter between her and Artemis was neutral.

One has a supermodel figure and long legs that look down on everything, while the other is pure and lustful. The contrast is perfect.

It's really hard for Eros to choose a side.

Forget it, he will help whoever gives him the fuck when the time comes!
After establishing his position and policy, Eros was really ready to rest.

He had stayed up all night chatting with Semele about all this and that, and now he needed a rest.

Of course, it’s not entirely a rest.

Small universe! Start!

Eros closed his eyes and once again entered the realm of the eighth sense.

I began to search for the one that was connected to me among countless tiny universes.

I have to go back to see how Io and Prometheus are doing and let them know that I am safe.

However, when Eros successfully entered Io's body and shared her vision, he was shocked by the scene before him.

I am Hera!
　Thinking about what else I can do, sister-in-law and sister-in-law? Or love rival and mistress?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)