Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 413 No, so many mothers?
Themis was so well prepared that it didn't seem like she had just thought of it.

Eros couldn't help but feel suspicious.

This is a bit unusual. Is he really that charming?
He didn't remember ever doing anything to please Themis.

Eros would definitely not refuse such an invitation!
"Have a baby? I think this is a pretty good idea."

Eros instantly sat up straight and held himself upright.

Although I don't know why things turned out to be what Athena had said at the beginning about having more children.

But being able to have a child with Themis, who dresses in an abstinent style but exudes an alluring aura.

Even if there is some conspiracy, Eros will not be afraid of danger and will take up his gun to fight this tough battle.

No matter what the casualties, he only wants Themis.

"Since you agreed, let's get started."

Themis raised the corners of her mouth slightly and smiled faintly.

"Right here? No need to prepare?"

Eros was a little surprised, the last time he started so abruptly and directly was the last time.

Are we going to start right here in the Pantheon without even taking off our clothes or packing our things?

But I have to say that Themis, wearing a golden crown, a scepter on the table, and a white dress with gold thread, looks very impressive.

The white silk covering her eyes seemed abstinent, but it highlighted her seductive lips.

As a goddess who controls the laws governing the operation of the entire world, she is extremely noble, but at the same time, she also exudes a sense of weakness and vulnerability.

The contrast is so great, I think Themis is also good at playing, so she doesn't even change places, but starts directly in the Pantheon.

Thinking of this, Eros began to feel something.

Before, she violently humiliated the Queen of Heaven on the Throne of Heaven, and now she is experiencing the Goddess of Law in the Pantheon.

Just like an OL needs a workplace and a nurse needs a hospital bed, isn’t it common sense that workplaces have secondary uses?

Sooner or later, Demeter will be pressed into that little sunset world full of wheat, and taste the flavor of wheat milk.

Eros was sharpening his knife and was just thinking whether to take off his clothes first or kiss her twice, but he saw Themis sitting there motionless, just reaching out her hand to him.

"Bring that thing here."

"Ah? How do I get this thing?"

What kind of position is this? Is he lying down? Or does Themis have to squat?
"What else can I take? Give me the name and divinity of Astraeus."

Themis curled the corners of her mouth and smiled softly at Eros.

"Even after the forging of the holy garment, the remaining residue should still be there. As long as there are those, it will be enough."

"Hmm? Don't you need me to instill that thing into you?"

Eros was stunned. Is this how Zeus taught him?
If the step of instilling divinity is missing, what fun is there in having a child?

"Zeus has fooled you again, right? It's not that difficult. Do you really think you are a human being?"

Although his eyes were covered, Eros could still feel that Themis was rolling her eyes at him.

She definitely knew what Eros was thinking all along, but she deliberately didn't make it clear just to tease Eros.

Eros was anxious. He absolutely would not accept this happening!

Eros silently clenched his fists. No one could take the initiative to bring it to his mouth, and then leave in style.

No!

"Look at how anxious you are. You can't help but be amused."

But before Eros could take the initiative to attack, Themis suddenly reached out and gently stroked Eros' forehead. The white blindfold was lifted by another hand, revealing the cool and clear, gem-like eyes under the white veil.

The distance between the two of them suddenly became very close, so intimate that they could feel each other's breath.

When he lifted the white veil covering her eyes, Eros finally understood why Themis usually appeared with her eyes covered.

Her pupils were too clear and bright, and as gorgeous as gems. No matter who they were, they would lose their mind when looking into those eyes.

Deep within these pupils, as gorgeous as gemstones, all the logic of the world seems to flow, naturally and harmoniously.

If Themis were not blindfolded, her majesty would only be obscured by her beauty.

What puzzled Eros was that in Themis' beautiful eyes, besides the stunning beauty, there was also a strange feeling.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Eros was full of familiarity, but it was clear that the two of them did not have that much interaction.

Seeing Eros's somewhat puzzled look, Themis smiled gently.

While Eros was surprised and puzzled, she kissed his forehead as gently as a dragonfly touching the water.

"You, you, I have been watching you since you were born."

"And your success in growing up is also inseparable from my guidance. I am also your adoptive mother."

"I know exactly what you're thinking, but I can't do that now."

After saying something that made Eros even more confused, Themis kissed his forehead and then gave him a gentle hug.

She was quite familiar with Eros, but Eros knew very little about her.

Perhaps even Eros himself would not notice the countless details of his life as an ordinary person.

Themis, the goddess of law, provided all kinds of help when Eros was not paying attention.

For example, on that island, how could he successfully make a fire, build a house, and also have sheep to raise without being harassed by any wild beasts?

All of this was invisible help from Themis, who even modified some of the laws of the world to make Eros' life more convenient.

Eros quickly understood this and his expression instantly became tense.

No, damn, besides Zeus, Themis has also been watching him since he was a child, right?
It's numb. Can you please stop looking at him?

When Eros thought about what happened when he was living alone on the island, being watched not only by Zeus but also by Themis, he couldn't hold back.

Zeus is a frivolous person, and he can see it, so wouldn't a serious person like Themis just be socially dead?

"No, I need an explanation. What is going on?"

After quietly enjoying Themis' embrace for three minutes, Eros pushed her away with his strong willpower.

He asked, trying to keep a straight face and put on a serious expression.

If there is one, there will be two, and who knows, there may be three. Who can bear this?
I have to ask clearly, and even if I have been peeping for so many years, it shouldn't be like this, right?

Eros wanted to get things clear to avoid the same situation from happening again.

In response to Eros' question, Themis simply blinked and spoke in a playful tone.

"Well, ask Zeus. She knows best."

"Anyway, I am your adoptive mother. Did you have any disrespectful thoughts just now?"

Said with a hint of amusement, Themis narrowed her eyes slightly and examined Eros.

　In Greece, it’s just a large-scale family reunion ceremony.

　　Just go out and you'll see, this is the one from your eldest aunt's third brother's wife's family.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)