Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 83: The corruption of a chaste wife
On one side is Styx, a married woman who is almost certain to remain chaste, and on the other side is the black widow goddess who she just met.

Eros was very conflicted, especially when he felt that the name the other party gave was just a pseudonym.

If he doesn't leave a mark or a blessing, what if he can't find the other person when he comes back?
Now Eros is very familiar with stamping.

"After all, you are very beautiful. If I die, I hope to see you again in the underworld."

Faced with Eros' extremely shameless behavior, Hades chuckled and raised his hand.

The white jade fingers slid across Eros' face and lingered for a moment at the corner of his mouth.

"Your place seems to be a little full, maybe next time."

Hades's mouth curled up subtly under her bride-like black veil.

There was still the mark of the goddess on the corner of his mouth. Although he couldn't tell who it belonged to, the breath made Hades feel familiar.

This situation is really unhappy.

After saying that, she moored the boat to the shore, her meaning was very clear.

"Then we'll see you next time."

Although it was a bit of a pity, Eros did not force it and followed Hypnos off the boat.

“I hope that day will come.”

Hades waved gently and watched Eros leave.

A human being who has a close relationship with many goddesses?
Perhaps I have been too closed-minded recently. Maybe I can find out who he is.

Thinking of this, Hades suddenly remembered that he had neglected to entertain a guest.

"I almost forgot about you, my dear niece"

The boat continued down the River Styx until it reached a fork in the road near the end.

As for Eros and Hypnos, they came to the bank of the River of Oath.

The River of Oaths, the Styx, is also known as the River of Hatred.

All souls washed by the Styx River will be forced to remember all the things they don't want to remember and that are buried in their memories.

All the past powerlessness, regrets, pain, and mistakes will emerge in the mind, making people extremely painful.

Even God would temporarily lose his divinity if he rashly crossed this river.

"Finally you're here. I don't even know what you want to do here."

Hypnos folded his arms across his chest and snorted.

"There's nothing fun here. It's quiet and deserted. There's not even anyone to tease."

With his legs crossed in black and white stockings, Hypnos was also very averse to the River of Oaths.

Although she would bathe in the River of Forgotten, she would never bathe in the River of Oath.

Because this river always reminds her of many not-so-beautiful dreams.

Eros tentatively touched the water with his hand, and suddenly he felt regretful when he heard the news about the goddess from Poseidon.

Fortunately, he had the power of the microcosm, and this feeling disappeared in an instant.

Hypnos, who was watching him from the side, was even more certain that Eros clearly had the ability to cross the Styx directly, but he insisted on pretending that he couldn't do it.

But Eros did encounter a problem.

That means he has no way to contact Styx at all. Does he have to call out Styx's name directly like in the myth?
But he seemed to have a better way than shouting.

Under Hypnos's puzzled gaze, Eros took out the lyre and tried to play it a few times.

In Greece, music and poetry were more suitable means than words.

After a little adjustment, Eros began to speak along with the music.

He compiled his previous encounter with Styx into a love poem full of longing and a little ambiguity.

Eros believed that if Styx heard it, she would definitely come out to see him.

On the quiet river of oaths, the melodious sound of the piano floats along the water.

The [Music] skill obtained from Apollo did not rise to the standard of a priesthood.

But in terms of pure skill, it can be said that it has reached the pinnacle.

All Eros needs is a few music-amplifying skills, so that he can create his own BGM.

How can the appearance of a qualified strong man be without powerful music to match it?
Eros plucked the strings of the harp with his fingers continuously, and the sound of the strings created ripples on the surface of the River Styx.

Hypnos stared at him in a daze, but when he came to his senses, he crossed his arms over his chest as if he didn't care.

I thought this guy was useless except for his face and perversion, but it turns out he's quite talented.

But this doesn't mean anything. At best, you can consider asking him to sing to you every day in the future.

Hypnos has already begun to fantasize in his mind about growing up to become a great god.

He took Eros back to his palace and called him, trained him, and insulted him every day.

Make him do all kinds of things he doesn't want to do, including kneeling on the ground and licking his feet!

If Eros knew what she was thinking, he would probably say that there was no need to fantasize like that and that she could just put it into practice.

As the music gradually drifted away, waves gradually began to rise on the originally calm river of oaths.

Styx drove his car and appeared on the water riding the waves.

"It is you indeed, this familiar piano music and voice."

The gentle black-haired goddess looked slightly different than the last time they met.

I took off many of the accessories that symbolized the ocean, and the relaxed and comfortable feeling was much less.

There were many more gold ornaments engraved with patterns, which made her look more like a noble lady.

The black dress is not as revealing as the ones at the goddesses' banquet, but it can better show her attractive curves and plumpness. Her eyes are a little complicated and tangled, and it is this tangled feeling that makes her more charming.

A chaste wife should be aware of her own situation.

I want to withdraw but I can't bear to do it. I feel like I am giving in and falling into depravity bit by bit.

"Long time no see, my beautiful goddess Styx."

Eros stopped playing and smiled brightly.

The handsome smile and slightly ambiguous words made the confusion in Styx's eyes even deeper.

She was not unaware of what kind of person Eros was.

But just like an ant lured by honey, you let her, a goddess who has been lonely for so long, encounter this delicacy.

She couldn't control herself.

Who doesn’t like a member of the opposite sex who is good-looking, likable and flirtatious towards you?

Perseis was the type who got really excited when she got the feeling, while Styx was just plain greedy.

Because of this, after the banquet of the Ocean Goddesses, she did not rush back to the underworld but followed Eros and the others.

When Styx was ordered by Oceanus, she felt both relieved and regretful.

She no longer had to test herself constantly, but returning to the lonely underworld meant that she would most likely never see Eros again.

So when she heard the familiar piano and singing today, she almost subconsciously drove over to follow the sound.

But when she saw the familiar face, she was delighted but also a little hesitant.

"Why are you here?"

I couldn't control my inner joy, but I had a vague premonition of what would happen if I continued to come into contact with Eros.

This complex emotion of entanglement and contradiction together weaves the spider web that Styx binds himself in.

"That's a long story."

Just by observing the changes in the expression on Styx's face, Eros roughly guessed her emotions.

Eros smiled while suppressing his expanding little universe.

"Please let me sit down and rest for a while, and then I will slowly tell you what happened along the way."

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Although he knew what the outcome would be, Styx hesitated for a moment and then chose to agree.

"Well, please follow me, and Lord Hypnos."

Styx also respects the children of Nyx, the goddess of night.

Styx was not surprised that there was a new goddess beside Eros.

The palace of Styx is located deep in the River of Oaths, but it is very lonely and there is not even a servant.

"I'm sorry, we haven't had any guests for a while, so I'm a little disappointed with the hospitality."

Styx said apologetically.

Looking at the palace that had no trace of life, Eros asked with some confusion.

"Don't you have four children? What about them?"

Don't get me wrong, Eros would not covet the mother's child in front of her, he is just out of curiosity.

There was too little life here, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

Eros knew that Styx and Pallas had different opinions in the Titan War and each supported a different camp.

The final result is obvious, and the divinity that Eros carries in his pocket is proof of that.

"They are in Olympus, serving His Majesty the God King. So I am the only one at home, and there is no need to detain those souls as slaves on a daily basis."

Styx explained it lightly, but Eros saw a very sad scene.

Relationship discord, children traveling far away, and a lonely family. What a heartbreaking scene!
Just like Eros before, lonely, lonely and cold.

Decided!
It is up to me to make up for the love and companionship that Styx lacks and fill the emptiness in her heart.

This is not a selfless act of devotion.

Eros suddenly grabbed Styx's hands, causing the other party to panic and think that Eros was going to do something.

The main thing is, if something is to be done, will she resist or not?
Sensing that Eros's face was getting closer and closer, Styx became more and more panicked.

"Ugh"

But Eros did nothing. He just sighed with a complicated look in his eyes and let her go.

This empty feeling made Styx even more at a loss.

According to her previous impression of Eros, at this time he should have said a few nice words or ambiguous words to tease her.

But Eros said nothing.

"Actually, this is nothing."

Styx was about to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, but was interrupted by Eros.

"Actually, I came here today to tell you some good news."

Eros had a complicated look on his face and took out something.

The divinity of Pallas.

　It’s still three thousand, which adds up to six days a week. I keep my word.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)