Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 404 Can I call you mom?
Eros fell in a field of golden wheat waves.

This is a plain under the setting sun at dusk. As far as the eye can see, there are endless golden wheat waves and neatly divided plains.

The golden afterglow of the sunset and the golden ears of wheat together constitute the colors of this world.

What rushes into your nose is the fragrance of ripe wheat and the smell of grass and soil.

Eros stood up, threw the sickle in his hand aside, and looked at the person in front of him.

"Dear Goddess Demeter, it's not like we just met. There's no need for such an extreme greeting, right?"

Eros could ignore the scratch on the neck, but attacking from three directions was a bit too much.

Although he knew that Demeter must have resentment towards him for stealing her daughter, she would not be so cruel.

After all, this is a sickle that can cut through divinity and tear apart the Father's power of reproduction. If it is really cut off, I don't know if it can be reconnected.

Demeter, standing in front of Eros, waved her hand to call the sickle back to her hand and just smiled coldly.

"Then how do you think I should greet you? Should I smile and hug you?"

She originally wanted to express the relationship between the two people and her own anger.

But he didn't expect that Eros would be so shameless as to reveal an expression of surprise.

"Is that okay? I've always felt that hugging is the most friendly way of greeting. I think the entire Olympus can advocate this way of greeting."

After saying that, Eros added one more sentence.

"Of course, kissing the cheek and kissing the hand are also acceptable."

As for more outrageous things, Eros would not think about it. After all, this was not the world of a comic book, and it could not be used as a greeting.

Faced with such a shameless Eros, Demeter choked up and spoke speechlessly.

"As expected, you are just as shameless as Zeus and Poseidon. You can't even try to persuade them."

"Nonsense! I'm obviously talking about serious things."

Eros said confidently that he remembered that the etiquette of kissing originated in ancient Greece.

Herodotus once recorded that in Greece, citizens of the same social status would kiss each other on the lips when they met, and the humble would kiss the feet of the superior.

This kind of thing is clearly a Greek tradition, so how did it become like he was being shameless?
Oh, humans haven’t developed to that point yet, so it’s okay.

"Okay, stop changing the subject, Eros. Do you think this will calm my anger?"

Demeter's face was cold, but she was not the type of cold beauty, so Eros was not very interested in her.

"So you dragged me into this little world and wanted to teach me a lesson?"

Eros looked up and around. This should be Demeter's most precious treasure, a rudimentary, incomplete little world.

If Eros remembered correctly, Demeter would give this thing to Persephone in the future, and it would become the garden of the Queen of the Underworld.

But this is not important. Even if Demeter took out these hidden treasures, she could not be sure of victory.

It's all fifty-fifty. After all, no one knows the specific situation or the outcome before actually trying it.

Battle is not a game. With numerical comparison, absolute victory can be determined.

All there is is absolute self-confidence in oneself and absolute confidence in victory.

Eros has such confidence, but does Demeter necessarily have the same?
Demeter sharpened the sickle in her hand. She didn't care about winning or losing, she just wanted to vent. Although Athena had blocked Eros once before, the depression in her heart still did not dissipate.

"Goddess Demeter, I don't think this is necessary. I have never bullied Persephone."

Yes, although Persephone sometimes fainted, it was not because of Eros's bullying, but because of her own request.

Eros didn't do anything excessive, he did it with Persephone's consent.

It’s a good thing that Demeter didn’t know what Eros had done in private, otherwise she probably wouldn’t have the patience to stand there right now.

Faced with Eros's sophistry, Demeter's expression finally changed and she spoke through gritted teeth.

"You seduced my daughter!"

"But that's Hades' fault, and you've already accepted it!"

Eros immediately retorted, not giving Demeter any room to attack.

"Wasn't this matter over at that time? Why are you still fussing about it now?"

"Why? You can accept your sister taking your daughter away, but you can't accept me?"

"And I didn't take Persephone away. I just did something with her that both she and I were happy and enjoyed."

"If there is any need to argue about this matter, it was Hades who came to me. Goddess Demeter, why are you arguing with me about this matter now?!"

Eros refuted Demeter with confidence and without any sense of guilt.

His voice and momentum overwhelmed Demeter and stunned her.

"I neither forced nor hurt Persephone, nor did I take Persephone away from you like Hades did."

"But now you are dissatisfied with me. This makes me feel wronged and confused. Why?"

Everyone who heard Eros' words was a little confused. For a moment, even Demeter's prepared posture and emotions were destroyed by Eros.

After all, what Eros said did make some sense, and if we were to count the matter of Persephone being abducted to the underworld, it had nothing to do with Eros.

If the two of them were to be charged with cheating, that was something Hades should be concerned about, and it had nothing to do with her.

But although this is the truth, Demeter was still very unhappy, and felt an unspeakable depression in her heart.

Her daughter was cheated by a scumbag, so why can't she teach him a lesson? She was too kind not to break his legs.

But without giving Demeter a chance to sort out her thoughts, Eros quickly changed the subject and guided her thoughts in another direction.

"Of course, I won't blame you for being unreasonable, on the contrary, I understand your feelings very well."

"Your daughter has grown up suddenly, but you are still worried about everything about her, and you even have suspicion and hostility towards the people she comes into contact with."

"This is a normal thing, but like Hades once told you, it's time for you to let go."

"Let's take a step back and say that if you feel uncomfortable, I am not like Hades. I don't have to argue with you. I can also call you Mother Goddess."

"What do you say, Mother-Goddess-?"

Eros deliberately drew out the tone and uttered this title that Demeter had often heard.

Demeter shuddered subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)