Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 350 The Muses' Preparation
"I didn't expect that Lord Eros also studies drama."

As the eldest sister of the Muses, Meleta is not only proficient in music and dance, but also well versed in poetry and drama.

She is dignified and elegant, well-informed, and can talk to Eros about anything fluently, making people feel like a gentle breeze on their faces, and not finding the waiting time boring.

The two were chatting about the art of tragedy when today's main character, Apollo, finally arrived.

Surrounded by several muses, Apollo, wearing a high-slit, backless dress, was radiant.

There is a halo floating on the long, smooth golden hair, and even the eyebrows and eyes are dotted with light.

Although the dress is extremely revealing, it does not look restrained at all, but rather has a sense of holiness and sacredness.

Under the dazzling yet not blinding holy light, Apollo finally regained some of his sacred feeling as the God of Light.

Just like at the beginning, Eros was still that ordinary mortal, wearing straw sandals and crossing the stream, and he looked so holy.

Come to think of it, apart from Zeus and Hera, Apollo was the first goddess to meet Eros.

With her help, Eros was able to cross the ocean and reach the end of the seven seas, and successfully reach this point today.

Eros looked at Apollo walking towards him, slightly dazed, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Meleta, the mature and steady Muse beside them, looked at the expressions of the two, smiled knowingly, and silently stepped back.

Apollo's expression was also slightly nervous, and his holy and sacred figure seemed somewhat abrupt and discordant because of her movements.

"Eeros, you are here."

It was a rather awkward opening remark, and Apollo himself felt that what he said was quite terrible.

Fortunately, the muses surrounding her were very smart and clever, and they immediately found a way out for her.

"Your Majesty, the Lord God means that you can come as promised. She is very happy."

"In order to welcome you, I made a special trip to prepare, which is why I was delayed for so long."

Several Muses winked at Eros frantically, indicating what he should say at this time.

Eros understood the meaning of their words, so he naturally followed their words and praised Apollo today.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how long it takes."

"I finally get to see you shine so beautifully, Apollo. I've missed you so much."

Although the previous gloomy and dark influence is still there, Apollo today does have the same sense of confidence that he once had.

And after Eros praised him so much, his confidence obviously increased a lot.

"Really? It's been a while since I dressed up like this."

Apollo gently tucked the hair by his ears, looking for the feeling he once had. He tried to maintain a calm demeanor and sat next to Eros.

"You all should go down and prepare. We have been delayed for too long."

She asked the Muses to withdraw, although she implicitly agreed with their plan.

But if something really happens, let those who belong to God, including his elders, wife and children, watch.

Apollo couldn't do that kind of thing, so he had to drive them all out.

Meleta naturally bowed and retreated with her sisters. One of them tried to struggle but was finally carried away.

But she still shouted unwillingly:
"If you need anything, please let me know. I'll be waiting outside the door for your orders at any time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit by Meleta. He turned around and bowed apologetically, then retreated.

Even if the Lord God is willing to share something with the gods, it cannot be the first soup. They don't even know this rule, they really need to be disciplined.

"They are a little too lively on weekdays, and they blame me for not disciplining them."

Apollo smiled lightly, and the previous feeling gradually returned.

Yes, that's how it should be.

Be more natural, more confident, and bolder. This is the kind of person you should be, such a dazzling god of light.

Perhaps it was because he was supported by his subordinate gods, or perhaps it was the robe and halo on his body that gave him confidence, Apollo regained some of his former spirit.

From being a little stiff at the beginning to becoming more and more natural, she chatted smoothly with Eros about music-related topics.

The atmosphere suddenly became harmonious, as if they had returned to the time when the two first met.

However, relying solely on this kind of atmosphere can at most make the relationship between the two people gradually normal, but it cannot achieve the effect that the Muses expected.

The program that was prepared for this matter a long time ago is almost ready to be served.

In addition to the necessary fine wine that can make even the gods hot and numerous delicacies made with rare supplements, the Muses also have other plans.

Euterpe holding a flute, Terpsichore holding a lyre in one hand and a dance skirt in the other, and Erato holding a harp in her arms.

The three of them are the best at lyrical and love poetry among many Muses, and they are also paired with a Muse who is good at dancing.

They had no intention of using any despicable means like drugging, all they did was an open and aboveboard strategy.

Eat well, drink well, sing songs with a little hint and encouragement, and dance a little more wildly, isn't that enough?

Relying on external forces is nothing more than a small way of showing lack of confidence in one's own charm.

They are artists and don't need that kind of thing, just like Aphrodite didn't need drugs.

Accompanied by a few plucked string sounds, soft piano music slowly rang out, and the goddess's loud and melodious singing voice surrounded the entire hall.

The flying skirt swayed on the stage and the beautiful girl danced along.

It's so embarrassing. It's really embarrassing.

Eros and Apollo also temporarily stopped their conversation and enjoyed the singing and dancing of the Muses.

Eros could tell that they were singing a passionate love song.

Greek songs are all in the form of poetry, more like telling stories in a chant-like tone, and Eros himself is proficient in this because of Apollo.

Elegant, how come it really became elegant?
Eros squinted his eyes, listened to the singing, looked at the dancing goddess, and breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the true meaning of life. Such long and white legs, it would be a waste to use them only for dancing.

Just as Eros was thinking this, as the story in the song gradually developed, the girl who was originally dancing lightly also gradually changed her style.

The freehand feeling of youth gradually turned into another style, showing off the body lines wantonly, swaying and swinging, and becoming more and more weird.

The dance moves also became more familiar to Eros, carrying with them some unspeakable meanings.

"This Dance"

Eros was a little surprised, and when he turned around, he saw Apollo's face was also quite shocked.

No, she doesn't remember that the Muses used to dance this kind of dance?

She could hear the sound of the waves.

　Well, Apollo was planning to eat him, but eating and persecuting can be done together, right?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)