Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 292: My dear daughter, how are you attracting your father’s attention?

"Celebrate! Cheer up! The era of mankind is about to begin!"

"Humans, drink the blood given by God and taste the food blessed by God!"

This grand celebration finally kicked off with the cheers of Iris, the rainbow goddess.

The Muses once again played their harps, chanting hymns along with burning incense.

The flesh of the sacred bull was cut into several small pieces and redistributed, while the gods received the immortal bones.

In the arena, demigod kings and heroes from all over Greece each received a portion of meat from the back of the sacred bull.

After seeing that all the meat had been distributed, the rainbow goddess Iris continued to speak and took on the responsibility of hosting the event.

"Heroes and kings from every corner of the world, please step into this arena built for you."

"Then look around you. You are all the best among mankind, and each of you is the king who leads your country and your people."

"Today, the gods will favor the better among you, the victor!"

"For yourselves, your country, your people, and the God you believe in, show your bravery and wisdom, strength and skills!"

After hearing what Iris said, some of them subconsciously began to look at each other with hostile eyes.

Does this mean that they should fight and kill each other for the blessings of the gods?

"No, no, no, please don't misunderstand me."

"How could such a beautiful and harmonious event be themed around killing each other?"

"Victory does not necessarily have to be achieved through fighting. The gods will achieve victory in a peaceful and civilized way, through sports and competition!"

Some demigods who led relatively wild lives were puzzled by Aerys's words.

Minos and Cecrops, on the other hand, were not surprised at all.

The two of them are related and have known about this kind of thing for a long time, but they just don’t know how to compare.

Iris looked at the demigods who were looking at each other in bewilderment and smiled brightly.

"In the name of the King of the Gods, for the sake of peace, sacrifice your efforts to the gods. This is the first Olympic Games."

Hard work, sweat, competition and struggle. There is no cruelty of war, but there is exciting competition and confrontation.

For the gods, this is the best way to take into account the preferences of the vast majority of gods.

Both the tyrannical Ares and the benevolent Amphitrite would be interested in such activities.

But Eros couldn't help but sigh when he heard the name.

The original intention was good, to use sports competition to replace the death and fighting of war.

But the source of war has never been bravery and fighting, but interests and desires, and these things will not end because of sports competitions.

The Olympics cannot eliminate or reduce war, either now or in the more distant future.

However, there is another clear benefit to Zeus's decision now, which is the unification of the calendar.

The concept of calculating time was so vague among the Greek city-states that they often inferred it from each other through a famous monarch.

Zeus gave the Greeks a unified timestamp by holding the Olympic Games at regular intervals to honor the gods.

This can also be considered a move to strengthen the connection between humans and gods. After all, before, each city-state believed in its own god.

In this way, Zeus bound all the gods of Mount Olympus together, and no matter which one they believed in, they were all connected.

This was a good thing, as it gradually brought the fragmented geopolitics of Greece together. Then these city-states continued to intermarry, adding to the complexity of their relationships.
Thinking of this, Eros couldn't help but admire him, he is worthy of being Zeus!
With his own strength, he brought the whole of Greece together.

Hermes in Asia Minor, Poseidon of the Ionians, Apollo of Delphi, etc.
They were all forcibly tied together through Zeus as the bond of kinship.

Whenever he thought of this, Eros couldn't help but admire it.

This is the value of the Great Father God. The phrase "Father of the Universe" in the hymn to Zeus is really not nonsense.

Without Zeus, there would be no Greece today.

After the customary hymn of praise, Iris, as the host, stretched out her hand again and spoke to the demigods.

"Fellow warriors, please speak your names loudly before God."

"Whether you are the winner or the loser, your names will be engraved in bronze and become immortal."

It's normal for the winner to have his own statue, but the loser will have one too.

This was something Eros had never expected. The Greeks were really mean. They actually set up a special place.

The statue of the Olympic winner would be placed in a special palace, while the statues of the losers would be placed outside the palace.

But it was obvious that these demigods did not realize the seriousness of the problem at the moment and only heard the benefits.

Perhaps this is their only chance in this life to have their names remembered by the gods and to be immortal through the years.

Moreover, in the center of this arena, in front of countless people and gods, it is a great honor to report one's name and origin.

One after another, they spontaneously reported their names in an attempt to attract the attention of the gods.

However, whether it can attract the attention of the gods is still unknown.

Even though the gods had descended into the arena, they did not reveal themselves.

Finally, when it was Minos' turn, the young girl took a deep breath and looked calmly in the direction of the gods.

"I am the ruler of Crete, son of Zeus, the king with horns on his head."

"Great Father God, please open your eyes that are filled with lightning and look at me with your own eyes. I will never disgrace your glory."

The petite and young Minos was originally the youngest and most eye-catching among the many demigods.

Dressed in the golden holy robe, he was extremely eye-catching. Now that he opened his mouth, all the gods looked at him with awe.

The divinity of Minos that came from Zeus could not be faked.

Gods care more about the outflow of divinity than bloodline.

In their eyes, Minos was indeed the son of Zeus, and there could be no falsehood.

And they were looking at this at this moment, surprised by this.

This is Zeus' first child, not a god's, right? And also the first child born to a human.

I didn't expect it to have grown so big. It's really curious.

What makes people even more curious is that Zeus’ child outside actually jumped directly here.

You know, Heraco is still here.

　The statue of the loser really existed in ancient Greece, and it was really placed on the roadside outside the door where the statue of the winner was placed. I am not making this up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)