Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 422: Houses Like This Most
Although it was an avatar as a gift, Hera did not give her a human-shaped avatar of the same model as herself.

She even personally molded the two incarnations into the shape of animals to prevent Eros from doing anything.

After all, Cancer and Scorpio are both arthropods with armor. No matter how abnormal they are, they are not that...
But Eros didn't care. They would all look the same when stuffed into the armor. Now he had two more golden armors that could be used.

He put it away with satisfaction and was about to leave, but was stopped by Hera.

"I gave you the stuff, where's your hint?"

Fearing that Eros would take something and deny it again, Hera stared at him vigilantly.

"Well, let me think about it. How should I remind you?"

Eros looked up and thought for a moment before speaking.

"Why don't you think about Metis? Why do you think she would volunteer to sacrifice herself for Zeus?"

"If you understand this, you will understand why Zeus favors me."

This hint was a bit confusing to Hera.

How did the matter of Metis get involved with him again?

Is there anything in common between these two people?

Looking at Eros's leaving back, Hera fell into deep thought, wondering what this hint meant.

Did he mean that Metis was not dead? But this had nothing to do with Eros?

Or... Many outrageous and even exaggerated guesses gradually emerged in Hera's mind.

For example, Eros was resurrected by Zeus using the remaining divinity of Metis, so Zeus was so partial to him.

For example, Eros is actually the child of Metis, the child who would overthrow Zeus as predicted by Gaia, and the younger brother of Athena.

But Zeus had clearly broken his fate, and if that were the case, Zeus would not have favored Eros but would have eliminated him.

It can't be that Zeus just joins the game when he can't beat Eros and sleeps with him to make him his own, right?

This is stupid.

While Hera was still racking her brains to think about the hidden meaning of this hint, Eros had already leisurely arrived at another place.

He was not in a hurry to continue dealing with the affairs of the Zodiac, nor did he return to the palace of the god of love to find Aphrodite to continue the dangerous game between the two.

On the contrary, he came to a remote palace that had nothing to do with him at this time.

Located on the most remote peak of Mount Olympus, Hestia's residence stands alone.

Before pushing the door, Eros gathered his emotions and sorted out the expression on his face.

His expression changed from that of high spirits to a somewhat dull one, with a hint of indelible sadness and fatigue.

After making preparations, Eros pushed open the temple door uninvited and broke directly into the private territory of Hestia, the goddess of home.

In the empty yet unexpectedly cozy palace, the fire was still burning quietly.

The goddess's shoes were neatly piled at the door, and this time Eros did not dare to pick one up and smell it.

After all, Hestia would get mad if she sat on the sofa, and Eros didn't want to be pointed at with a fire poker.

The lazy goddess was curled up on the sofa, enjoying her daily life at home, but was startled by the sudden intrusion of Eros.

She quickly pulled up her loose skirt to cover her fleshy thighs under her nightgown.

But when a nightgown is pulled down, the top part cannot be held.

A large elastic space was pulled out, which fully demonstrated the characteristics of Hestia's childlike appearance. "Why did you suddenly break into my place again?!"

Hestia, somewhat annoyed, quickly covered herself with a blanket to block Eros's blunt gaze.

Eros neither laughed nor apologized for Hestia's anger, but just said lightly.

"I have no other place to go, so I have to come to you?"

These few words revealed a feeling of exhaustion and helplessness, which choked back all the words Hestia had prepared.

She had originally planned to be more aggressive and this time she would drive Eros out of her own private land at all costs.

But Eros' words, coupled with the visible fatigue, instantly made Hestia feel embarrassed to ask him to leave.

She was too kind a person. When she heard Eros speak like this, she couldn't help but soften her heart and couldn't be tough at all.

But the next moment, she remembered the many things Hera had told her during this period and Eros' glorious resume.

In an instant, she suppressed the slightest bit of softness in her heart and looked at Eros with great vigilance.

"Don't act pitiful in front of me, you are the hot and thorny little cupid on Mount Olympus. Do you have nowhere to go?"

During this period of time, Hestia learned a lot about Eros from Hera.

Including but not limited to colluding with Hades to snatch the daughter of the god of agriculture, quarreling with Poseidon in the seven seas, and seducing Zeus, etc.

In short, in Hera's mouth, Eros' deeds became a story about his lawlessness and harming the goddess everywhere.

Hera also said that Eros had a face and mouth that was very deceptive, and could deceive many goddesses, so Hestia should pay special attention to him.

Under Hera's smear, Hestia was naturally extremely vigilant when facing Eros.

But while she was alert, she couldn't help but feel curious about how Eros could do those things.

After all, this is also a woman's nature. Even a homebody like Hestia cannot overcome her gossipy nature.

"Alas, although Mount Olympus is huge, there is no place where I can truly rest in peace."

"Goddess, you only see my glory, but you never thought that in this turbulent Mount Olympus, where is my pure land?"

Eros was not surprised that Hestia knew these things, and he still kept his original plan unchanged.

He understands these otakus best.

It seems that everyone is drunk but I am the only one who is sober, living in peace and seclusion.

In fact, those beauties who are admired by everyone happen to like my kind of plot for some reason, and they are the most susceptible to it.

Eros has seen too many plots of this type.

There's the useless otaku picking up an angel, or meeting a beautiful CEO or female celebrity who's drowning her sorrows in alcohol at a bar, or a rich woman walking into the wrong door.

This kind of plot specializes in these otaku hobbies.

And although Hestia has some foresight and is afraid of trouble, the strength of the otaku's refusal is usually not very strong.

In other words, they like to passively accept.

Just like Eros now, without giving her a choice, he just barged in and sat down forcefully, and he couldn't be driven away no matter what.

In this way, Hestia would complain about the troubles and grumble on and on, but she would actually feel secretly happy.

Someone like Hestia is easy to control.

(End of this chapter)