Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 509 Forget it, who isn’t sleeping?
He spoke in an ambiguous manner that was totally unbecoming of an elder.

Themis, who was always cold and abstinent, now showed a hint of frank provocation on her face.

Eros didn't need to have any doubts or hesitations at all. The goddess in front of him, whom he loved, was seducing him.

The last time, Themis deliberately said something that made him misunderstand, and finally she took out her dignity as an adoptive mother, standing on the moral high ground and fiercely refuted Eros' disrespectful thoughts.

So her seemingly simple words just now were full of profound meaning in Eros' ears.

The one standing here is not the great goddess Themis, who had taken care of and raised Eros and whom he should respect and love.

Instead, after her rebirth, she was nominally the daughter of Eros and Themis, the goddess of stars and justice, Astraea.

So, you can boldly do what you want to do without being afraid or feeling that you might offend others.

How could Eros, who is well versed in all kinds of subtexts and hints, not hear this meaning?

The goddess who is supposed to maintain order, shows a playful look of violating order and taking advantage of loopholes. How can Eros control himself?

Without any hesitation, he touched the white jade-like calf in front of him, gently pressing and stroking it with his fingertips.

Themis looked at Eros with a smile on her face, and there seemed to be some encouragement in her eyes, as if a perfect and holy jade statue had come alive at this moment.

She encouraged Eros' actions, encouraging him to violate and cross the order and laws that he was supposed to maintain.

It's like a virgin in passion, a prostitute in holiness, and a noble queen kneeling on the ground.

When the impartial and just judge of reason and law reveals tender emotions and actively invites love, this sense of contrast is also maximized.

The encouragement and temptation from Themis made Eros more and more courageous and his actions more and more outrageous.

His palms followed the curve of her thighs and gradually went deeper along the hem of her skirt. Themis held his face in her hands, her expression as delicate as a flower.

But what was he here for in the first place? It seemed like he was going to do some serious work?

Oh, never mind. It's all the same. It won't take much time to waste.

Eros leaned over and savored the kiss from the goddess of order, which was long and intense, cold and passionate.

She was both active and passive. After provoking Eros, she would immediately run away, stimulating Eros to chase her continuously.

"Is this really a good idea?"

At the end of the long and passionate kiss, Eros asked another question, a question that should usually be asked by the other party.

"What's wrong with that? This is your right."

Themis blinked her eyes, looking indescribably charming.

Her words implied that Eros was also Zeus, and that the two of them were originally husband and wife.

There is also indulgence towards the younger generation and the willfulness in granting him privileges.

After all, the relationships between gods are so complex that they are difficult to explain, and those complex relationships are not important. As long as there is passion and love, it is enough.

Having received the affirmation, Eros no longer hesitated, and was ready to offer his love and admiration to the goddess. Themis was always looking at him, constantly encouraging and guiding him with her eyes.

Until in an instant, the golden light in Themis' eyes suddenly dimmed and disappeared. Instead, deep and dark pupils with starlight appeared, looking at Eros in a daze and astonishment.

The originally soft limbs suddenly tensed and stiffened, and the little mouth opened wide, as if a deafening scream was about to be released at the next moment.

Oh no, Themis has tricked me again!
The moment she entered, Themis ran away. Needless to say, the person who stayed behind was Astraea, the daughter of justice and stars.

How could she be so bad? She's doing it for the second time, right?

Eros' eyes widened as well, and he quickly covered Astraea's mouth to prevent her screams from attracting all the Saints of the Sanctuary.

How could it be possible to suddenly change someone? And Astraea. Eros thought she hadn't recovered at all, and it was Themis who had been acting on her behalf.

Eros looked down and sighed.

Forget it, I've already gotten in, so this is not bad.

Anyway, Astraea should know him, and Eros gave her a new life, so it is not a problem to repay the favor.

Even if we take a step back, who is Eros? What status does he have? Can't he have fun with Astraea?
In order to prevent Astraea from making any sound, Eros had to use more intense actions, making her unable to speak at all and only able to make intermittent humming sounds.

The holy land regained its original silence, a peaceful and tranquil scene.

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After an unknown amount of time, a golden light that penetrated the sky suddenly burst out from the roof of the Pope's Palace.

Some Saints who were studying and training in the Sanctuary were also extremely surprised when they saw this commotion.

This is the breath of Libra, the Pope of the Holy Land, but why did it erupt in the Pope's Hall inside the Holy Land? Could it be that an evil demon has sneaked in?

Many Saints quickly put on their holy robes and rushed to the gate of the Pope's Palace.

But most of them are only Bronze Saints, even Silver Saints are only a minority, not to mention Gold Saints.

Theoretically, it is difficult for these people to help the Libra Gold Saint, but the teachings they have received do not allow them to not do it if they cannot do it.

Just as he was about to push open the door of the Pope's Hall, Astraea's cold female voice was heard from inside.

"Don't panic, I just had a breakthrough and failed to control my power. You all should go back."

It was indeed a familiar voice, familiar tone and attitude, and the aura of the little universe revealed in it was also very normal.

Many Saints did not think much about it and prepared to leave, when suddenly a voice was heard from the Pope's Hall.

"By the way, Hydra Saint Cecrops and Perseus apprentice, please stay. I will need to talk to you guys later."

As Astraea's tone changed slightly when she said this, as if she was somewhat reluctant.

But no one cared, and everyone left, leaving only Cecrops in the silver robe in front of the door.

The blond young man, who was not wearing the holy robes but only ordinary linen clothes, was still waiting outside the Pope's Hall.

Then, after many Saints had dispersed, some slight noises were heard in the Pope's Hall, as well as the sounds of things colliding and falling.

Cecrops didn't care at first, but after a while, she seemed to hear the sound of quarreling, which made her have some guesses.

This familiar feeling of incongruity should be...
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