Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 290: Olympus is full of Chaos' children
The person who interrupted again was a little unexpected for both parties.

The beautiful Aphrodite stood up and spoke with a gentle and affectionate smile on her face.

"I think what you said makes sense."

"But why don't we compromise? How about selecting one candidate from each of the humans and gods?"

Her words seemed impartial and completely neutral.

But at this time when Prometheus had already won a complete victory, he was undoubtedly speaking for Poseidon and the others and saving the situation.

Her opinions are undoubtedly the most pertinent and most acceptable to more gods.

Hera immediately understood and took over the assist.

"If you two have different opinions, it will be hard to draw a conclusion. Why not just have three judges?"

The more people there are, the more Eros' share will be divided up, making it easier for her to continue suppressing him later.

Prometheus wanted to say something else, but then seemed to have thought of something and gave up.

There is no need to behave like this. Maintaining a proper balance is what those in power like.

Sure enough, after Prometheus did not object, Zeus naturally accepted this suggestion.

The gods discussed for a while about who to nominate as the next two candidates.

Eros had no say in these topics and could only listen from the sidelines.

Prometheus did not participate in the discussion of this topic, but sat next to Eros and spoke to him in a low voice.

"Are you a little disillusioned? Mount Olympus is not a holy place of joy and beauty."

"The relationships among the gods are also complicated. Oftentimes, they don't even care about what they are really discussing."

"They are just trying to undermine and attack each other just because of the opinion raised or who benefits from it."

I am against you, not because of your opinion, but simply because it is your opinion.

Eros understood Prometheus' words very well.

Most gods are born with power, born into wealthy and great beings.

A large part of them don't care about the slightest gains and losses and interests, and prefer to do whatever they want.

Therefore, on Mount Olympus, only dictatorship can maintain stability.

Without a powerful God-King to coordinate the overall direction, it would simply not work.

Even so, there are still some crazy women who are willing to do anything to shake the whole world because of their own preferences.

For example, Gaia, there is obviously nothing big wrong with her, but just because her nature prefers chaos, she must oppose Zeus.

If the Great Mother Goddess is like this, one can imagine what her offspring are like.

With such a simple referee position, the chaotic state on Mount Olympus has been fully revealed.

If it weren't for Zeus, they might not be able to come to a conclusion even if they discussed something for several days, let alone the implementation stage afterwards.

Only a powerful God King who can command awe and respect from all the gods can unite them together.

When Prometheus was complaining about these things to Eros, the discussion among the gods finally came to an end.

In the end, it was Zeus who spoke up himself and appointed two candidates to calm the dispute among the gods.

"Since we want fairness, why not let the God of Love do it, and..."

Zeus hesitated for a moment, swept his eyes among the gods, and finally locked onto Apollo, who had a decadent look on his face and didn't even raise his head.

"Let the God of Love, the God of Light, and Eros serve as judges."

Zeus promised it himself, and the gods had no objection. After all, there was nothing wrong with this arrangement.

Neither those who had a grudge against Eros nor those who had a personal relationship with Eros were chosen.

Apollo, on the other hand, looked up in astonishment. She had never expected that even though she had said nothing and kept her head down, she could still be noticed by Zeus.

And with Eros.
Apollo pursed his lips, and a strange look appeared in his dark eye sockets.

"Well, now that this matter has been decided, it is time to start the sacrifice and make a covenant between humans and gods."

Now that this matter has been laid to rest, it’s time to get down to business.

The many spectators in the arena were unaware of the dispute between the gods.

All they saw was clouds and mist, brilliant divine light, numerous gods and men shrouded in the glory, and the sounds of singing and dancing were heard in their ears.

And while the gods were arguing, humans were still singing hymns praising the gods.

Eros had seen that thing before. In fact, it was quite long to sing, but people usually only recited the part that was dedicated to a certain person.

In this rare occasion, it is necessary to sing the whole song.

Iris, the rainbow goddess, flapped her wings, and her voice was so loud that it drowned out the sound of people singing hymns.

"Sons of men, the gods have heard your voices. Worship them! Revere them! Offer your reverence!"

"Offer precious sacrifices to the gods you believe in and express your respect!"

Cecrops raised his head and looked at the figures shining with divine light on the high platform of the arena.

Although sacrifice is a common activity, it is of great significance.

It represents people offering things that are precious to them in exchange for God's favor.

In essence, it is also a kind of contribution, or a reward to God.

It’s just that gods don’t care about the value of these things; they care more about attitude.

Therefore, sacrifices are usually made of humans’ favorite and most precious things, or a certain god’s favorite things.

But compared to some evil gods who like to test human loyalty and demand children as sacrifices, the atmosphere in Greece is still better.

Except for Ares who used slaves and human lives as sacrifices, the others only used some livestock.

This time it's a little different, but it's pretty much the same.

For this grand sacrifice, they had already brought a strong sacred bull to offer as a sacrifice.

The cow is a symbol of nobility and strength, and its value to humans is the highest among livestock.

The person in charge of the sacrifice killed the sacred bull while chanting hymns on the altar.

The blood flowed down the altar and sprinkled on the flowers, and a rich fragrance filled the air.

After beheading the sacred bull, the knifeman separated the meat and bones of the sacred bull and placed them in two piles on the left and right.

On one side is fat and juicy meat, and on the other side are white beef bones and huge and beautiful horns.

Seeing this scene, Eros gradually had a sense of déjà vu.

This seems to be a story about Prometheus? What is it about?

Eros couldn't quite remember, but Prometheus was definitely still doing something offensive.

Sure enough, the two piles of sacrifices were brought up, and Zeus spoke at the right time and asked.

"We can only choose one of these two as a sacrifice for mankind. Which one do you think we should choose?"

"Eros, as a human being, why don't you tell me something?"

　When thinking about what's so fun about these projects, it seems that there is no point in competing with humans.

　　Let’s focus on the goddess.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)