Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 34 Amphitrite's Request for Special Guidance
Eros' words were indeed sincere and heartfelt, matched only by the face of the goddess of death.

It was enough to kill any unmarried girl, making her unable to help but lean on his arms and open her heart to Eros.

But "Hebe" is not like that. She is neither a girl nor unmarried, so this approach has little effect on her.

You want to trick her with just a few nice words? She's not a child anymore.

She was somewhat moved, but only because of Eros's prophecy, not because of this.

He pulled his hand out of Eros's with some disgust and wiped it very hard.

"You are quite good at saying nice things, but you should save them for Amphitrite."

"If you insist on doing it, just do it. Why ask me why? I'm just a weak and powerless vase goddess."

Only at this time did Heber remember to patch his vest.

"You are a god, I am a human, and I won't ask you. Do you want me to ask Amphitrite?"

Eros spread his hands helplessly, and Oceanus sent Styx and Perseis away.

He couldn't find anyone to discuss strategies with, so he could only talk to Heber and flirt with him.

Hera, right? Targeting him, right?

I'll soak your daughter, and then I'll park the will-o'-the-wisp at the gate of Olympus to make you regret your decision.

Unfortunately, Heber was very cautious and didn't fall for it at all.

Hebe crossed her long white legs in satisfaction, and Eros felt a little more comfortable after hearing what he said.

It's just observation anyway, and there's no harm for her if Eros offends Poseidon.

It seems that there will be no problem if he is given a little guidance and help.

After a quick thought in his mind, Heber figured it out.

"Want to stop this? Actually, the focus is still on Poseidon."

Heber said confidently.

"Poseidon is definitely going to marry the Queen of the Sea. If you don't want Amphitrite to be the Queen of the Sea, then find her another one."

As soon as she finished speaking, Eros shook his head repeatedly.

"I can't do this kind of thing. Knowing the nature of that silver bug, I still gave away a beautiful woman. Hmm."

Eros suddenly stopped talking halfway.

He couldn't bear to give away the beautiful goddess, so why not give her an ugly one? Or give Poseidon someone who shared her interests?
Eros had a bold idea in his mind, but he couldn't say it now.

"Hmm? What did you think of?"

Hebe looked at him with some confusion, not knowing why Eros was suddenly laughing.

"Nothing, I just roughly know what to do."

Eros smiled mysteriously and said nothing more to Hebe.

Okay, the next thing is to take a rest first, and then prepare a generous gift for our Lord Poseidon.

Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking, Heber became a little angry.

It was Eros who asked her for advice. What does it mean that he turned into a riddler after asking a question?
This human being is so annoying!
If I had known earlier, I would have come here as Ares to see if Eros would dare to be so rude.

Hebe crossed her arms, turned her head away and ignored Eros.

After a while, Amphitrite, who had calmed down, came back and eased the awkward atmosphere a little.

"Eros, how about me doing this?"

Amphitrite pinched the hem of her skirt and asked Eros carefully.

The long skirt woven from star sand, like the night sea, tightly wrapped Amphitrite's petite body.

Among the shining pearls, the glittering scales on Amphitrite's face also add a unique charm like a special ornament.

"Yeah, it looks very nice." To be honest, we have arrived at the star field.

The tight whalebone skirt really shows off one's figure. Eros used to think that only a big girl like Perseis would be suitable for it.

But now I find that Amphitrite, who has a petite figure, has a unique feeling when wearing it.

I can discuss more with Amphitrite about my thoughts and experiences on clothing matching later.

After receiving Eros' praise, Amphitrite smiled with a hint of shyness and joy.

The nymphs served us some very special delicacies from the deep sea. Although the cooking method was simple, it was indeed very unique.

Eros's mind was not on those strange deep-sea creatures, but more on Amphitrite.

Looking at the figure immersed in their own world, Heber curled his lips with some disdain.

It was identified as a silver insect, with the same character as Zeus.

He is just a little more patient than Zeus, as Zeus has already started creating new life.

Reproduction and childbirth are the main themes of this world, and some gods are very keen on this.

They blended each other's divinity and gave birth to new gods.

Although apart from this step, people like Zeus also like to do other things.

He observed Eros out of the corner of his eye, watching him constantly teasing Amphitrite, causing her to sometimes giggle and sometimes get angry.

Hebe suddenly had a strange sense of déjà vu, as if the person sitting there was not Eros, but another figure.

But the next moment she immediately shook her head to dispel this illusion.

They do have some similarities, but people of their type generally repel each other.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be just a pervert meeting a pervert and having a blast?

The dinner slowly came to an end amid Hebe's secret observation and Eros's full-scale attack.

After dinner, Amphitrite arranged for the nymphs to take Hebe to her room to rest.

Without banquets, the nightlife in ancient Greece would naturally have no special features.

However, when Eros discovered that all the nymphs had followed Hebe, he began to sense something was amiss.

"Eros, if I tell you now that my palace is not big enough and there are not enough rooms, you might want to follow me."

Amphitrite, who was standing next to him, hooked her fingers, her face unusually rosy after drinking the mead.

Something is wrong. Nine out of ten things are wrong.

Amphitrite seemed to be a little abnormal since she came back from changing her clothes.

Eros subconsciously became alert. Could this be what they call a seemingly harmless but actually carnivorous system?

But isn't this excuse too crude?

She wants to sleep with me? No, this is obviously a lamb that has skinned itself clean and is voluntarily sending itself to the mouth of the big bad wolf.

As if she felt that her excuse was too lame, Amphitrite blushed and pulled Eros' hand.

"Well, actually, I was thinking about the Queen of the Sea."

Amphitrite whispered in Eros' ear, using up her last bit of courage.

"If I get pregnant, I will definitely not get married and become the Queen of the Sea, right?"

"So. Eros, can you guide me?"

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　　The Queen of the Sea, the Queen of Heaven, and the Queen of the Underworld, if they could be put together, it would be a very interesting triangle.

　　
　
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