Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 37 Bringing Black Silk to the World

Hera hates all the gods in this world who don't practice pure love!
She was swallowed by her father Kronos before she was born, and has been in a daze ever since, never seeing the light of day.

When there was finally light in her life, the first person she saw was her little sister who saved her, Zeus, the destined future king of gods.

At first sight, she felt the throbbing of fate and could never extricate herself from it.

But soon she learned the bad news that Zeus already had a wife, and naturally she kept those thoughts in her heart to herself.

Even when Zeus flirted with his other sisters and did some improper things, Hera always restrained herself.

Hera, you are different from those little beakers, you are a goddess of pure love.

Until later, her lovely Zeus used a cruel trick to trick her into opening the door, forcing her to accept the fact.

After taking office as the Queen of Heaven, she took marriage as her divine duty, hoping to sweep away the impure atmosphere of Olympus and advocate pure love and loyalty.

Hera worked hard for her pure love plan, and she hated to see people messing around in front of her.

Especially since Eros was teasing her in the identity of her daughter, this was really... something she could still tolerate.

Hera sat back, as if wanting to be further away from Eros.

She didn't kill this scumbag with a bolt of lightning because of various reasons and concerns.

"Stay away from me, you scumbag! Don't come near me!"

"tsk"

Eros looked at Hera with a strange look in his eyes.

It is obvious that the goddess of youth Hebe is the goddess of wine serving, and she is always present at every party in Olympus. How could she be so unsociable?
Is it because he is not handsome enough? This is absolutely impossible!
Eros directly rejected this possibility, thinking that it was very likely that Hera had instilled some strange ideas in the other party.

For example, he described Eros as a silver worm similar to Poseidon, which made Hebe so wary of him.

It doesn’t matter, it’s difficult, he likes it!
Eros smiled casually, not caring about Hera's disdainful look, and a new plan suddenly came up with his mind.

There was a hint of amusement in the look he gave Hera, which made Hera feel disgusted, as if Eros was planning some trap.

"What do you want to do?"

This guy definitely has no good intentions, so I must stay vigilant.

Hera warned herself in her heart that no matter what Eros said, she should not be fooled, because he definitely had no good intentions.

"I was just wondering, Hebe, do you want to be the most beautiful goddess in Olympus?"

Hera's attention was instantly drawn to his words, and she completely forgot the previous warning.

There is no way, beauty is a proposition that a goddess can never contend with.

Otherwise, there would be no so-called dispute over the Golden Apple. Even the goddess of wisdom Athena could not compete with the title of the most beautiful.

But Hera was still very rational. After all, this was just a private chat that no one knew about.

"Hmm? What are you suddenly saying? Who is more beautiful? Is your aesthetic standard the only standard?"

Hera said with great disdain that the goddess representing beauty already existed, so what right did Eros have to say this?
"Sorry, there was something wrong with my expression."

Eros laughed, gradually outlining his trap.

"What I mean is that you goddesses all have your own merits in terms of facial features and looks. It's hard to tell who is better."

"But beauty doesn't necessarily depend on appearance alone. It also has a lot to do with clothing, right?"

That’s right, the goddesses in this Greek world were so charming and varied that Eros was dazzled.

But soon, Eros also discovered a serious problem.

Their clothing types were too similar, basically all Greek tunics called chitons.

Even if there are some special ones, they are just like Amphitrite, woven and embellished with more precious materials, so they look better.

They don't have too many tricks in clothing design.

Not to mention the Saint Cloth that Eros wanted to make when he turned back, there weren't even any stockings. This was absolutely unacceptable.

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Under Hera's puzzled gaze, Eros used his magnetic field power. "Magnetic field rotates! Matter is reorganized!"

Although Eros has not yet reached the level of atomic fission, it is still no problem forcibly making some clothes.

The cup in the hand was quickly broken into basic substances by the force of the magnetic field, and then reassembled into new things.

Eros, who was originally shirtless and lazy, suddenly changed into a set of tight clothes that was completely inconsistent with this era.

His whole style has also changed from a lazy scumbag to an indescribable sense of confidence.

But why is your upper body still bare? Can't you just wear your clothes properly?
Hera was a little stunned when she saw Eros's aesthetic style, which she had never seen before and could even be said to challenge her cognition.

"How is it? Did you find that changing your style of clothes can make you look different?"

Eros brushed his hair and said to Hera.

"You should know that what I am best at is making something relatively novel."

"I have a lot of novel and beautiful clothing designs in my mind."

"With them, I can definitely make you the most dazzling and brilliant goddess in all of Olympus."

Isn't that right? When the time comes, JK knee-high socks, stepmother tight skirts, and black silk garter stockings will be taken out.

It is guaranteed to bring a huge impact to this aesthetically backward world of Greek mythology and set off a dramatic wave of the times.

What? You mean the style can be accepted by other gods?

All we can say is that good looks are universal, and what is unacceptable are just some weird aesthetics.

A thin waist, long legs, big breasts, a short black skirt and a small suspender, anyone who sees it will be confused.

Hera's heart was moved, and this time she was really calm.

She knew Eros must have a conspiracy, but which goddess could resist such temptation?
Just like a man cannot resist a transforming Kamen Rider belt, Eros cannot resist a set of handsome Saint Seiya armor.

She also couldn't resist what Eros said about becoming the most dazzling goddess in Olympus and leading the fashion trends.

Even though she knew it was a trap, she still wanted to give it a try.

"So, what's the price?"

Hera asked, gritting her teeth.

As long as Eros's demands were not too excessive, she would endure them.

"What are you talking about? Am I blackmailing you? This is a win-win cooperation for us."

Eros gave a cunning smile.

"I want to promote this new style of clothing. You can help me as a model. We can both get what we want. Isn't that great?"

"You would be so kind?"

Hera looked at him suspiciously.

"Why don't you ask Amphitrite to do it? She would surely agree to it."

"All!"

Eros waved his hand and said proudly.

"She's still resting now, let's try it first, and then we'll definitely tailor the styling based on your style."

"Without further delay, let's try this first."

The magnetic field force started working again, and this time, two thin black silk fabrics appeared in Eros' hands.

He is going to start strengthening the world's aesthetics!
　Don’t forget to read and vote!

　　If I always wear ancient Greek style clothing and armor, I won't be in high spirits at all.

　　We must compete with the second-hand brothels! Wear new clothes!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)