Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 380 Slave of the God of Love

Danaë, the mother of the demigod hero Perseus, is the cradle and nurturer of heroic epics.

In Eros' previous cognition, she was always seen as a typical persecuted person.

Just like Rapunzel in the fairy tale and the princess in the story, she plays the role of a victim.

But when Eros saw it today, he found that it was slightly different from his previous understanding.

Acrisius did not kill her directly to prevent future trouble, partly because of family affection, and partly because of Danae's identity.

She is not only his daughter, but also the priestess of the oracle, the oracle of Hera, and the holder of another great power in the city besides the royal power.

After all, ancient Greece was not a monarchical country. Its system was relatively simple and power basically determined everything.

Killing the priests of the city-state's main god for no reason would be difficult even for the king, not to mention that it might also anger Hera.

Acrisius was just power-hungry, but he was not arrogant enough to disrespect the gods.

After considering many aspects, Danae, who seemed innocent and weak, was successfully saved from this dead end.

And if Eros had not approached Hera directly first, he would probably not have thought that Danae actually knew everything about it.

He seems innocent on the surface, but actually everything is dark when he opens his eyes. He is indeed the kind of person that Hera would bless.

Eros looked at Danae kneeling in front of him and curled his lips.

"Golden Arrow of Love? Then you should know its effect."

This artifact of power was specially made by Hephaestus, and it was built based on the power of love. Anyone who was shot by it would become a slave to lust.

It doesn't matter if you use Eros on gods, because the divinity will gradually eliminate this effect, unless Eros uses the other party as a target every day.

But for humans, the effect of this arrow may never fade away and directly change their mind.

That's why Eros asked Danaë why she took the initiative to mention this thing.

Doesn't she mind that her heart is completely changed and influenced, and even her thoughts are out of her control?
“Every breath God takes, every move God makes, is a natural law of the world, just as the wind blows and the sea ebbs and flows.”

"The little Cupid spreads the seeds of love, so why should I be afraid to welcome love?"

A sweet smile appeared on Danae's delicate little face.

"What's more, love itself comes suddenly, and the taste of love will naturally make people blind. This is not an evil thing."

"Why should I be afraid?"

Sure enough, the crazy women who followed Hera were all black when cut open.

Eros finally understood that Danae was definitely a fanatic. Hera had explained everything to her in advance, so she took over everything.

I would even actively brainwash myself to do what Hera said.

Although what Danaë said was a bit perverse, it was ultimately based on the premise that God has no self or selfishness.

Especially since Eros is not a pure god at all, this is even more perverse, he is just crazy enough.

"Actually, I always like to rely on my charm to handle things like this."

Eros sighed and said.

"Whether it's charm or power, everything you have, your appearance, identity, labels, and even your clothes, will have an impact on people."

"Why are you willing to rely on these external forces, but not use this external force? They are obviously the same."

These words made Eros feel a little unsure of how to respond.

This little girl is eloquent and persistent enough to insist on this point.

Originally, everyone was just going to play a friendly match, but they insisted on renewing the long-term contract. However, since the other party took the initiative to offer it, Eros no longer refused.

It just so happened that he hadn't tried out his own Golden Arrow of Love to see what effect it had.

Moreover, Hera's fanatical followers are influenced by his authority. What will happen to her if Eros conflicts with Hera?

Eros was a little curious, so he took out his golden arrow, an exquisite arrow that looked more like a work of art than a weapon.

"It looks so thin, I wonder if it will hurt if you cum on me."

I don’t know if it was intentional or she really didn’t understand, but Danae said something quite ambiguous with a strange look in her eyes.

It can be seen from the luxurious decoration style of her room that she likes this kind of gorgeous decoration.

"Don't bother, just reach out your hand."

Eros reached out and grasped her wrist. Danaë didn't know if she really didn't know how to seduce people, or if this was a higher level.

Her reaction seemed a little dazed, not at all like some seductive goddesses who would just lie down in Eros' arms.

But it is this silly and innocent feeling, combined with her just now white-cut-black, that makes it more interesting.

The golden arrow was pointed directly at Danaë's heart. This artifact of power didn't even have the most basic sharp edge. It was really just like a decoration.

But the next moment, the golden arrow melted instantly and turned into golden liquid, dripping onto Danaë's heart, leaving a light golden mark.

"Do you feel anything?"

Eros was also curious about the effect, so he reached up and looked at the light golden mark on Danae's torn collar.

"I"

Danae opened her mouth slightly, and her eyes, which were originally as bright as black glass, now had a sense of confusion.

"I don't know, but I feel a little weird."

Danae seemed to feel a little hot and subconsciously pulled at her white skirt.

She looked up at Eros, and it was as if a flame was transmitted from the eyes of the man in front of her into her heart.

She ignited the main god she worshipped, and everything she had accepted and experienced in the past ten years.

Is this the feeling of love? At this moment, Danae even felt that she was willing to devote her entire self to Eros.

No wonder the Lord God sometimes seems so irrational, is this the influence caused by love?

Danaë seemed to have some empathy with her own god, a novel and intoxicating feeling.

My mind was clearly warning me that if I continued like this I would be completely ruined, but my body and deep down in my heart were constantly moving towards the other person.

She raised her head and offered her lips to him without any instruction, the flame burning madly in her body.

Just a spark is enough to ignite her whole being and turn it into a flame of passion.

"You're hot."

Eros was neither impatient nor anxious. He just stroked Danae's body, which was somewhat dazzling under the gold.

"So you need to cool down and calm down a bit. I happen to have a special injection here, but it's a little big."

Danae did not understand what Eros said, but she did not forget the important matter and pinched Eros's collar with her little hands.

"Don't forget to make a little more noise."

It seems that even the fire of love cannot extinguish her loyalty to the Lord God for the time being.

(End of this chapter)