Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 447: The Black Tea Man's Acting Skills
"Don't worry, you can question my character, but you can't doubt my experience."

"I have the most experience with this kind of thing."

Eros spoke with great confidence, and although Metis had some doubts, she did not say much.

After all, that's what Eros is here to do. He's a professional troublemaker who can cause a lot of trouble wherever he goes.

So far, their plan has been very successful. Eros has successfully infiltrated Canaan and obtained the identity endorsement of Astarte.

Even if he failed to deal with Astarte, with her help, it would be much easier to do things secretly under this superficial identity.

"Well, she will probably be back soon. It shouldn't take her long to deal with Yam. Be careful not to get caught."

Metis reminded that the black clouds in the distant sky had gradually begun to dissipate, and this battle would not last too long.

When Astarte returns, she finds that Eros is in good health and has no problems at all. Wouldn't she become suspicious?

The fact that Metis said this only shows that she still doesn't quite understand women's hearts.

Is this kind of thing important?
No matter why Eros got better, as long as he got better, Astarte would not think too much about it and would just feel happy.

When a woman can still remain rational and think about the doubts you express, it only means that she doesn't like you enough.

Or maybe they don’t trust you enough. All cracks begin with distrust.

And like now, Astarte is 100% confident in Eros.

I was kept in the temple by myself every day, and I had neither the strength nor the thoughts to resist myself.

What's there to worry about? If she still has doubts about this, then she is not Astarte, the proud and self-centered mistress of heaven.

Being able to show a certain amount of concern for Eros is already a sign of great love for him, not to mention wanting her to pay meticulous attention to Eros?

All I can say is that if Eros hadn’t taken the initiative, people like Astarte would have been nothing more than leftovers in palace fighting dramas.

Not attentive enough, not sincere enough, not willing enough, nothing good except being rich, haha!
Eros sneered contemptuously and drank the water of life that Astarte gave him, which came from Enki, the Mesopotamian water god.

Well, it tastes good, but I don’t know if I can drink it in the future.

During the time he was waiting leisurely, Astarte had already returned victoriously with his spoils.

She cut off Yam's fins, probably preparing to make a shark fin to heal Eros.

Although Yam is a little ugly, shark fin is still a good thing, and Astarte doesn't mind it.

After throwing the spoils to the maids and asking them to deal with them quickly, Astarte tidied up her messy hair.

After making everything look very bright and beautiful, Astarte walked towards the bedroom with a smile and great interest.

"My little Pearl, are you okay?"

There was a hint of seeking credit in his words, but Astarte himself didn't notice it and still maintained his usual style.

But when she pushed open the door, Eros was sitting there, looking perfectly healthy, and didn't seem to have any problems at all.

"Huh? What can I do?"

Turning his head, Eros had a smile on his face and didn't look like he was pretending to be sick.

Astarte was a little surprised. She walked to Eros with some confusion, hugged Eros in her arms and touched his head.

"Didn't they say that you were upset and feeling unwell?"

The way she held Eros would have been very comfortable for a goddess with strong maternal instincts like Demeter.

But if Astarte came, it would be a bit painful for Eros.

Eros silently removed the hand that was on his head and held it tightly.

Don't press so hard because it really hurts.

He showed a degree of astonishment very appropriately, and then used eight degrees of casualness to cover it up, making full use of the fan-shaped diagram. "No? I'm in good health, how could I be stimulated?"

After saying this, he forced a final smile to make sure Astarte could see it all.

Acting requires nine truths and one falsehood.

Everything Eros said was true, only that little bit of expression was just acting.

Taking in all of Eros' expressions, Astarte became more certain of his own thoughts.

As expected, that guy Yam deserved to die. I only cut off his shark fins and was too merciful.

Under such circumstances, even Astarte couldn't help but soften his tone to show his concern.

"It's okay, I know everything, you don't have to be like this."

"I've already given that guy a good beating and cut off his shark fins. I'll make you some shark fins tonight to make up for it."

Astarte stood behind Eros, comforting him while reaching down and touching his chest muscles along Eros's collarbone.

If the genders were reversed, this scene would be absolutely unacceptable for broadcast.

But fortunately, there is no such risk when a beautiful goddess takes advantage of a handsome boy.

"That rascal?"

Eros pretended to doubt at first, and then spoke helplessly.

"Actually, there is no need to do so. After all, he will be the God King of this world in the future. If you come into conflict with him for no reason, it will not be a good thing for you."

It seems like an exhortation, but in fact it is adding fuel to the fire. How could a proud and self-centered goddess like Astarte listen to such words?

As Eros expected, upon hearing these words, Astarte immediately raised his head and spoke with great pride.

"Oh, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't mention that he is not a Divine King yet. Even if he is a Divine King, what can he do?"

"Even if I cut off his shark fin today, he will still say I did a good job tomorrow."

"Don't worry too much. With me here, what does he mean?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Eros immediately responded.

"But you didn't say that before."

"I just think it's too much trouble to take this."

Astarte answered subconsciously, but she paused halfway through and looked down at Eros in confusion.

Perhaps she also almost remembered that Eros had tried to get her help to ascend to Baal's position before.

After all, this is a very obvious doubt. If it is exposed, Eros' motives for doing all this will be questioned.

Facing Astarte's puzzled look, Eros remained quite calm, not moved at all, and even asked a question in return.

"What's wrong?"

"has a problem."

Astarte said this seriously and solemnly, and she pulled her hand away from touching Eros's chest muscles.

"My little Pearl, you mentioned this to me before, was it because of Yam's matter?"

　It’s the last day of the month, and my monthly pass is really going to expire.

　　By the way, the sheep mother’s car in front went in. I took a look and there is nothing to change. It probably won’t work to delete it from 2,000 to 500, so forget it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)