Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 415: The feeling of the inferior overthrowing the superior

The throne, as transparent as jade, stands at the highest point of the entire hall.

Layer upon layer of stairs are piled up, and they are sharpened step by step to the highest point in the world.

It is lonely at the top. Even a simple-minded person like Eros could not help but feel a little yearning when he walked into the throne room of the sky.

No man can resist this temptation, even if he is a bitch.

It is an innate instinct for humans to yearn for heights.

When you stand on a high place, looking down from above, looking down on everything in front of you, and taking in the existence crawling in front of you.

This height and vision that surpasses other existences will bring people great satisfaction.

This feeling can make people addicted, and they become the most loyal slaves of power and status.

If the Pantheon on the next level embodies equality and democracy, then there is no distinction between the seats of each god.

The throne room above the Pantheon embodies absolute supremacy.

The most eye-catching thing in the entire main hall is the only jade throne located below the sky and above the stairs.

Even the Queen of Heaven, who was said to share power and status with the God-King, could only sit below him.

It was the first time that Eros walked into the highest palace on Mount Olympus. Above his head was not a ceiling, but the hazy and chaotic dome of the sky.

Hera was looking down at Eros from a high place, but her expression lacked the calmness and contempt that it should have, and she did not exude any sense of majesty.

She glared at Eros, obviously very angry at the threats he had just made.

It makes sense that only the wife can beat the mistress, so when will it be the mistress's turn to slap the wife in the face?
But she couldn't do anything about Eros and could only tolerate his threats.

So she could do nothing but glare at Eros, and she didn't even want to scold him because that was meaningless.

Zeus was in the side hall. Apart from Hera who would sit here and spy on him, Zeus didn't seem to care about these things.

Pluto, Aquaman, and the Gods are all lazy people from the same lineage. You will rarely see them doing serious work.

After all, it was not easy to become the God King. If I don’t enjoy myself, then wouldn’t it be a waste to get the position of God King?
But Eros was no longer in a hurry at this time. He took a few steps forward, stepped onto the stairs, and walked up step by step.

Hera could no longer remain silent, and her panic was visibly revealed.

"What are you going to do?!"

Was it that he deliberately spread the whereabouts of Eros and was discovered? Or was it that he secretly formed an "anti-Eros" alliance and was discovered?

Even though she has a bad attitude, I can't argue with her about it, right?

Hera felt a little uneasy, and became even more flustered as she watched Eros walking towards her step by step.

This is not a private place where no one is around, and Zeus is in the side hall, so she must be able to hear everything that happens here.

Being insulted by Eros in front of Zeus was something Hera could never accept.

She couldn't help but stood up and shouted again.

"Don't be so complacent, Eros! Are you going to act rashly here too?!"

After hearing these words, Eros's eyes finally moved away from the top of the jade throne and placed on Hera beside him.

She looked fierce on the outside but weak on the inside. Although she looked ferocious, her steps were actually a bit precarious and she was retreating, subconsciously showing a defensive posture.

Eros subconsciously wanted to laugh, and his interest in the throne instantly shifted to her. Being in a high position is a kind of satisfaction, but being in a low position, but being able to go against the tide and rise up, is also a great satisfaction.

This is what a man should do!
Eros pressed forward step by step, and Hera retreated again and again until she was oppressed and huddled on her throne.

He didn't lift a finger towards Hera, nor did he even touch her, but Hera curled up on the throne in great defensiveness and disgust.

She carefully folded her body and hugged her calves with both hands, as if touching Eros even a little bit would be something she could not accept.

But even so, Hera still looked at Eros with an unyielding look, as if to prove in this way that she had not surrendered.

But she might not have thought that the more she was like this, the more interested Eros would be in teasing her.

Eros leaned over and used Hera's own resistance to pin her down on the throne, and looked at Hera with interest.

He was not in a hurry and just kept looking at Hera tirelessly. Seeing this somewhat ambiguous posture, he wondered who would be the first to be unable to bear it, or him.

From an outsider's perspective, the posture of the two looked as if Eros had placed Hera on the throne, performing a very standard piling operation.

But in fact, the two of them did not even touch each other's clothes at all, they were just quite close.

They maintained a strange and ambiguous distance like this until a while later, when Zeus's light cough was heard from the side hall.

The two of them then quickly adjusted their postures, standing and sitting up in an instant, as if nothing had happened just now.

But Hera still felt a little guilty and pulled the hem of her skirt or something, but Eros, on the other hand, raised his head nonchalantly.

He looked at the jade throne beside him. He was curious about it and wondered if he could sit on it to try out the feeling of this position.

But now Zeus couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up, so Eros temporarily gave up the idea.

Eros gave Hera, who was tidying up her clothes guiltily, a provocative look, then turned and walked down the steps of the throne.

Looking at Eros's back turning away, Hera gritted her teeth in hatred, and her anger towards Eros increased even more.

Now he dared to act like this in front of Zeus, she didn’t even dare to imagine what he would do in the future.

This can't go on any longer! We must quickly find a way to deal with Eros.

Having made up her mind, Hera decided to contact Gaia as soon as she got back and ask her if she had anything good that could be used to deal with Eros.

After Eros walked down from the throne, he turned and walked into the side hall behind the throne.

The first thing he saw was Zeus, who was sitting there, squinting his eyes and daydreaming.

But at this moment her hair was as bright and dazzling as gold, which was the Dione pattern that Eros was familiar with.

"You came?"

After hearing the sound of Eros pushing the door open, Zeus turned his head and said to Eros with a sweet smile.

She was filled with the feeling unique to a girl in love, her smile was extremely sweet and bright, and she stretched out her hands to embrace Eros.

The two hugged each other warmly and greeted each other with the most intimate kiss.

Fortunately, Hera, who thought she knew everything, actually didn't know all this. Seeing Eros go to find Zeus with her own eyes could only give her some psychological comfort.

In fact, Eros thought the Emerald Crown suited her perfectly.

(End of this chapter)