Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 352 Sisters Struggle
I want to be with you forever!

Such bold and passionate words leaped to Apollo's lips, filled with her many emotions.

No matter what the idea is, love or liking, possessiveness or something else, it can be simply summarized in this sentence.

Doing can have many meanings, but a lifetime is not just a human lifetime, but a longer eternity.

As long as the sun rises every day and light still exists in this world, she wants to be with Eros every moment.

After several losses and misses in the past, Apollo must think about whether this rare opportunity is the only one she has left in her life.

Just like a drowning traveler desperately grasping at the last straw, Apollo's holy and beautiful face revealed obvious desire.

She suddenly raised her head, almost as if she was going to kiss Eros, and opened her mouth slightly.

"I"

"boom!"

The words that were not spoken yet were drowned out by the arrow that streaked across like a meteor.

The breath of destruction engulfed the banquet hall like a sea wave, interrupting everyone's actions.

Eros, who was locked in by this energy, trembled all over and subconsciously resisted the arrow shot from a distance.

But Apollo was even faster than him, and without hesitation he stretched out his hand to block the arrow for Eros.

The light turned into a barrier, colliding with the arrows of destruction, causing ripples.

The menacing goddess of hunting, holding a divine bow transformed from a crescent moon in her hand, jumped down from the hole in the ceiling with a murderous look on her face.

Seeing this familiar figure with a fierce look and a bad temper, many Muses secretly felt that something was wrong.

Didn't Sister Meleta arrange for someone to divert the goddess of hunting's attention? Why would she come to kill him?
As Apollo's subordinates, they were quite familiar with their overprotective sister.

The paranoid virgin goddess would definitely not agree to their plan.

So they should have arranged for people to divert Artemis' attention early in the plan.

How come she got wind of it and came to kill us?
Artemis glanced coldly at the other Muses and said nothing more. She just raised her bow and looked in the direction of Eros and Apollo.

"Eros, don't play dead. This arrow can't do anything to you."

"You tried to trick my sister while I wasn't paying attention, and even colluded with her gods. Do you think I really won't shoot you with an arrow?!"

Because of some stereotypes and prejudices, Artemis believed that the Muses' self-assertion was all the work of Eros.

Fortunately, someone reminded her, allowing her to arrive in time and stop the incident from happening.

However, the aggressive Artemis was not facing Eros, who felt guilty after deceiving Apollo.

But it was her own sister, the God of Light Apollo, whose anger was skyrocketing at this moment.

The aftermath dissipated, and Apollo, whose confession was interrupted, looked very ugly.

Anyone who is interrupted right before his or her dream comes true would be furious.

"Sister, what are you doing here?!"

Apollo spontaneously protected Eros behind him and faced his sister, barely keeping his sanity.

Facing Apollo's questioning, Artemis did not lose face at all, and replied as if he had not noticed her expression at all:
"Of course, it's to prevent you from being cheated out of everything by a scumbag like Aphrodite."

"I've told you many times that it's not worth spending too much time on promiscuous guys like them."

"But why do you keep disobeying my orders? Why do you keep contacting this guy in private?" Because the mother goddess was in poor health, Artemis, the eldest sister, was more like a mother to Apollo.

She advised and disciplined Apollo earnestly. If it were in the past, Apollo would certainly not have ignored her.

But this time is different, today I can’t.

"Sister! I know exactly what I'm doing. I don't need you to interfere!"

Even if she is just a bootlicker, she is willing to do it.

What Artemis said was not wrong, and everyone knew it.

Eros is a person similar to Aphrodite and Zeus, and it would definitely not be a good thing if Apollo came into too much contact with him.

In other words, Apollo, the goddess of light who is easily emotional and overly sentimental, cannot control Eros at all.

But Apollo couldn't stop himself from rushing upwards.

Artemis was a little angry at Apollo's "rebellious" response.

"Is it really that man's charm that is provoking you? Then today I will help you two to settle it!"

Artemis drew her bow and drew her arrow, her cold face filled with anger.

It's just that your sister is talking back to you, why are you pointing the arrow at me?
Eros felt very innocent. Was it his fault that he was too charming?
Besides, he thought that what he did was not promiscuous, but just too sentimental.

And compared to Aphrodite, who only cares about benefits and doesn't care about responsibilities, your moral standards are at least three or four levels higher, right?
Eros wanted to settle the matter peacefully, but the two parties involved did not give him the opportunity.

"Humph! If you can do it, sister, then come and give it a try."

The holy and divine goddess of light finally revealed the shadow beneath the light, and her aura became ferocious.

The dazzling and pure light gathered in Apollo's hands. She did not take out her divine bow or golden sword, but just kept her hands empty.

What was different was the violent aura on her body, which was rising steadily, even overwhelming Artemis, showing a familiar look.

This was the explosion of Apollo's holy light that only Poseidon had ever experienced.

The twisted emotions, the self-blame that had been accumulated deep in his heart, combined with the recent jealousy, showed a power that was no less than that of Ares before.

"I'm going to do what I want to do, and no one can stop me."

"Whether it's you, my sister, or Father God!"

Light bloomed on Mount Olympus, and the entire world suddenly fell into endless daylight.

The white light of the polar day overshadows the sun, the clouds and storms, and covers the entire world.

Until a meteor streaked across the sky, tearing apart the round polar day.

Today, the two goddesses, who were born from the same mother, fought over a man, and the fight was so loud that everyone could see it.

Eros looked up at the sky, feeling somewhat helpless.

Fortunately, he is not the kind of scheming and patient young boy who has endured for many years, otherwise he would have exploded by now.

It’s a pity for Eros, who has seen many storms.

The atmosphere and temperament have been mobilized, but in the end there is no one to practice, which is a pity.

　In a sense, this can be considered a fight over a man, right?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)