Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 503 Who made my goddess like this?
Before the morning comes, the Muses have already woken up and are preparing for the new day.

They rise earlier than the sun and are always full of passion and enthusiasm to greet a beautiful new day.

Just because their main god symbolizes all that is good, for them, every bright day is worth looking forward to.

Meleta, the oldest of the Muses, pushed open the door of the Temple of Light, facing the sun that would rise later.

The sun chariot flying in the sky and moving along the ecliptic is what their main god wants to obtain, bringing light to the world.

Although the God of Light has not been bright at all recently, he is emitting black energy visible to the naked eye every day.

Meleta looked at the slightly brightening horizon. The goddess of dawn was using her rosy fingertips to draw the dividing line between day and night.

This magnificent morning glow filled Meleta's heart with inspiration and the urge to sing lyrically every time.

But before she could sing and break the silence of the early morning on Mount Olympus, a pair of figures walking close together appeared in Meleta's sight.

The man and woman who were walking over were of almost the same height, but the woman was so tall that Meleta looked dwarfed and there was no way he could compare to her.

Meleta recognized the highly recognizable figure at a glance. It was Artemis, the goddess of hunting, the tallest goddess on Mount Olympus.

However, this familiar goddess was not wearing the familiar moon-white long skirt or the agile hunting suit.

She was wearing a narrow corseted long skirt with the hem slit to the waist. As she walked, the fabric between her waist was completely invisible.

There was only a circle of white lace leg ring, which was faintly revealed between her steps. This style of dress was completely inconsistent with Artemis's usual self.

But this extremely waist-constricting dress perfectly showcases Artemis's slender waist and long legs, and adds a bit of charm to her.

Maybe it was because she was wearing high heels, which she never normally wore, but Artemis' steps seemed a little strange.

It was as if something was hindering her walking, which was a bit strange.

Who made Artemis like this? Where was the cold and indifferent goddess of hunting?
If this only surprised Meleta, then Eros walking with Artemis completely stunned her.

She wasn't surprised that they were walking together, but Eros's hand went around Artemis' waist, his palm sliding down the slit of her skirt, sinking into an unknown place.

And Artemis, although her face was cold, did not show any intention of fighting with Eros, but let him do it.

This scene made Meleta stunned, and she didn't even notice Eros greeting her.

He did not even follow Apollo's instructions to stop the two men, allowing them to walk into the temple behind him.

"I think I just woke up too early, so my eyes are blurry and I am hallucinating, right?"

Meleta was stunned for a long time before finally coming to his senses and comforting himself.

"After all, that's the goddess Artemis, a goddess with a bad temper who doesn't listen to others and is quite self-centered. How could she be so obedient?"

In this situation, the moment the little Cupid comes close, he should be ruthlessly pushed away, or even beaten and kicked.

How could there be such a harmonious scene? I must be dreaming! I must be dreaming!

But no matter how hard she tried to defend herself, Meleta knew in her heart that this was the reality.

Among the three goddesses who had sworn chastity and never married, the first one has been conquered.

Even though Artemis was dragged in by Apollo last time, Meleta and the others actually believed that Artemis had not fallen, but this time it was different. "It's over, the main goddess is not going to blow it up, right?"

Muttering to herself, Meleta quickly turned and walked quickly into the hall, trying to catch up with Eros and Artemis.

Being overtaken by others, and now even his own sister is being cheated on so quickly, if you put yourself in Meleta's shoes, you can imagine Apollo's reaction.

Eros walked into the Temple of Light and was forcibly holding Artemis' waist, making her lean close to him.

Artemis was still too naive. She thought that as long as she actively cooperated with Eros, she would not be forced to do anything.

But how could Eros be so easy to deal with? She was still half-forced to be changed into clothes by Eros, and then she was brought here with her arms around the waist.

Although he promised not to tell these things about others, everyone who was familiar with Eros knew about it.

He is the kind of person who can't control himself at all if there is a beautiful woman around him, and he has to touch her a few times.

Even if Athena was here, or even Hera, Eros would have to touch their hands a few times, let alone Artemis who really likes this?
She was clearly being forced, and disgust was clearly written all over her mouth and face, but Eros could hear her heartbeat.

This guy, while feeling unhappy because Eros forced him to take advantage of him, was also involuntarily excited.

Eros, who is digging deep into Artemis, has the most say on this point.

It's definitely not because of the excellent fingering skills that Eros learned from Apollo, but because Artemis herself is perverted, absolutely.

All in all, it is unlikely to make Eros behave himself.

Artemis, who was dragged and dragged half-heartedly, was completely broken in the eyes of the other Muses.

Of course, Artemis also tried to resist, but she was unable to do so because her body was completely under the control of Eros.

"Don't get so excited. There's no point in hiding this from Apollo."

"Indeed, but can you please take your hand out?"

Artemis' face was stiff, she took forced steps, gritted her teeth, and squeezed out these words from between her teeth.

While the two were still arguing with each other, Apollo, who had come with them, heard them coming together.

Her condition seemed to be normal, with a faint golden light emanating from her body, but behind this light, there seemed to be a darkness that was difficult to look directly at.

Apollo's expression was very calm, and it seemed that there was no change even though the person in front of him was her sister and Eros.

Only when he saw Eros' hand reaching deep into her skirt did Apollo's expression change slightly.

Or rather, he looked at the two of them with an expression full of doubt and confusion.

As if he was saying something like "What's going on between you two?"

"So, Eros, are you trying to use my sister to prove that the previous rumors are not true at all?"

After watching for a while, Apollo spoke.

"If that's the case, there's no need."

　Woohoo, I'm rushing to finish my manuscript. I don't want to stay up late
　　
　
(End of this chapter)