Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 246 Sharing and Fulfillment (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month~~~)

Hera gazed at Metis, her golden eyes clear as mirrors, and said earnestly and resolutely, "Metis, I don't know why Zeus hasn't conceived a lovely child with you yet, when your origin is so great and bright."

"However, I think He must have had a grander and more comprehensive idea."

"But, starting today—"

She squeezed Metis's hand tighter, her words like a ray of light falling into her heart: "I hope you will also become the mother of the child in my womb. You have shared your love with me, and this is the only way I can respond to you."

"Please, be my child's only godmother! Please let the light of your wisdom and love shine upon His/Her path of growth!"

"This is not only my respect for you, but also the greatest honor for the child."

“Mother of the eldest son of the God-King, I hope it is you and me, together.”

The goddess of wisdom, with her beautiful eyes that always held endless insight, suddenly opened wide.

Shock, bewilderment, disbelief surged forth like a tsunami, layer upon layer.

An incredible feeling instantly permeated her calm and undisturbed divinity.

She was truly and utterly shocked.

She knew that Hera was a gentle, loving, and noble goddess, and that she must have come today to apologize because she felt guilty.

However, she really didn't expect that Hera could do this!
For a great mother goddess, being willing to share her child with others is equivalent to cutting out her own heart!

What's more, this is her eldest son, the eldest son of the God King!
Oulunomo, who had been silently observing from the side, was also shocked and couldn't help but gasp.

A very faint hiss could be clearly heard in the hall, and the air inside seemed to tremble because of her gasp.

But she quickly and carefully suppressed her emotions, not daring to disturb this most sacred moment.

She looked at her sister, then at Hera, her heart filled with a bittersweet feeling.

"Hera, you...I..." Even the wise Metis, who had achieved perfect and supreme wisdom, was truly incoherent at this moment.

She took a deep breath, forcibly calming her turbulent emotions, before speaking softly and solemnly, "My dear Hera, it's not necessary, it really isn't necessary. You don't need to make such a sacrifice."

"How could I possibly usurp your great glory as Mother Goddess? That is your supreme and sacred right!"

“We are best friends, I can’t accept it, no, I can’t.”

Hera smiled serenely, a smile that held an unprecedented firmness and relief. She said softly, "My dear Metis, how could this be an invasion? This is my willing sharing. It is my own choice, my own heartfelt decision."

She leaned down slightly, her voice soft and almost pleading: "You, so wise and pure, could become this child's godmother. This would be the child's greatest honor."

“My dear Metis, please do not refuse me, otherwise my divinity will never find a moment of peace.”

“Mediterranean, what could be greater than the sacrifice you made for us? You sacrificed everything for love, how can I leave you alone?”

"Aren't we best friends? Aren't we one family? If so, why do you refuse?"

"A child who receives the love and guidance of two mother goddesses will always have a happier future, won't he?"

"Could it be that you dislike this child?"

Metis shook his head repeatedly, almost rushing to deny it, and said urgently, "No, no, no! How could this be? This is impossible!"

Her feelings were incredibly complex. She chuckled softly and sighed, "This is something I've always dreamed of, yet never dared to hope for."

"But..." Metis hesitated, she really wanted to accept it, but she really couldn't bear to accept it.

So she made an excuse: "My dear Hera, I am certainly very willing and delighted. But this child is, after all, Zeus's eldest son. Will He agree?"

Hera snorted softly, a hint of spoiled arrogance she herself was unaware of, her tone gentle yet unquestionable: "My dear Metis, you don't need to worry about that."

"I have not yet accepted becoming Zeus's wife, so I have the final say on everything concerning the child!"

"Besides, this is something we all want to do, so how could He possibly raise any objections?"

Metis remained hesitant and whispered, "I think it would be better to consult Zeus again."

Hera shook her head helplessly and sighed, "My dear Metis, you are too compliant with Zeus, indulging him in everything. Your constant indulgence will only embolden him."

Metis smiled helplessly as well.

They looked at each other and smiled, their smiles revealing only a shared mix of doting affection and helplessness towards that "bad guy."

Hera concluded, "My dear Metis, this matter is settled. There is no need to consult any other gods."

"Now, you just need to follow your heart. If you don't dislike me or this child, then please accept me as His godmother!"

“From now on, He will also call you ‘Mother Goddess’ and will serve and respect you just as I have. You and I are both His Mother Goddesses!”

Having said that, how could Metis possibly refuse?
Besides, she also loves children and doesn't want to refuse at all.

Deep in her heart, she had longed for the call of her child.

She set aside all restraint and worries, tightly grasped Hera's hands, and gazed deeply into her eyes.

With utmost sincerity and deep emotion, she said, word by word, "Dear Hera, thank you for your grace! This is the glory I have longed for!"

"I, in the name of Metis, the goddess of wisdom, hereby declare: I will be the godmother of this child! I will treat Him as my own child, I will care for Him with all my heart, and love Him with all my heart! I bear witness in the name of Zeus!"

Hera, with an equally firm gaze, solemnly replied: "I, in the name of Hera, the goddess of fertility, hereby declare: Metis, the goddess of wisdom, will be the godmother of my eldest son! This is a sacred relationship equivalent to that of mother and child! From this day forward, Metis, the goddess of wisdom, will be the mother goddess of this child, just as I am! By the name of Zeus, I bear witness!"

Words became law; the sacred vows of the two great goddesses transformed into two golden divine runes that converged in the air.

Immediately, the Heavenly Dao Network appeared within the hall, and their declaration was witnessed under the Heavenly Dao Order.

Finally, the sacred golden oath runes merged into their respective divine essences, becoming unchangeable.

At this moment, the two goddesses achieved the most complete reconciliation and understanding.

In the same longing and love for children, in that shared protection.

Eurynome, watching this scene, smiled, his eyes bright, and he was genuinely happy.

She deeply loved her sister and also admired Hera's divine qualities.

Having spent a long time on Olympus, she and Hera became quite familiar with each other and were good friends.

She truly didn't want her beloved sister and the gentle Hera to become enemies.

Her own sister and Hera were best friends, the best gods, and the most beloved goddesses of the king of gods.

It would be a really bad thing if we actually started fighting over this.

Now, everyone is happy and everyone is doing well.

The current situation has lightened her previously heavy heart, making it feel as light as a spring breeze.

Meanwhile, the God-King, who was leisurely lying on the flower-filled meadows but had been closely watching everything, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is said that when jade and clams fight, fishermen benefit.

However, these two goddesses are the type who either don't compete at all, or when they do, they're incredibly ruthless.

If a real fight breaks out, even the fishermen will not have peace.

If his two most beloved goddesses were to fight each other fiercely, turning their once beautiful relationship into hatred, that would be the outcome he truly wanted to see.

Both the palm and the back of the hand are flesh and blood.

Isn't it great that it's like this now? You're happy, she's happy, and I'm happy too!

perfect!

All of this is thanks to Hestia!
The God-King secretly praised: As expected! Family conflicts are best resolved by Hestia!
She is the true pillar of the Olympus family!
Praise be to Hestia!

Inside the Temple of Wisdom, the previous heavy and tense atmosphere had dissipated, becoming increasingly peaceful and light.

Hera and Metis remained holding each other's hands, not in a hurry to let go.

The warmth in my palms was like two overlapping streams, growing warmer with each flow. Many words no longer needed to be spoken at this moment.

Many promises, made in that sacred vow, have been deeply embedded in each other's divine essence.

Hera's gloom had completely vanished, and she was now as gentle as the sea in spring, just as she had long ago.

Her heart hadn't felt this light in a long time.

She spoke softly, “My dear Metis, after the child is born, I will personally bring him to you and let him call you ‘Mother Goddess’.”

Metis nodded first, then shook his head, his smile full of love and longing: "I knew the moment His first cry was uttered."

“I will teach Him everything I know and everything I think of without reservation, and open up the path of wisdom for Him.”

“This child, our child, will surely become a great deity who shines throughout the universe, just like His Father God.”

“Hmm,” Metis changed the subject, his tone a mix of a smile and a touch of helpless teasing, “He can learn all the virtues of His Father, except for one thing.”

"I hope He doesn't learn from His Father and always upset the goddess."

As they spoke, they exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with a shared sense of helplessness towards that "bad guy."

But this smile reflects a relaxed state of mind, a return to normalcy.

Hera chuckled and replied, "That's definitely not the case."

“My dearest sister, Hestia, bestowed upon this child the precious ‘fire of civilization’.”

"With her eternal warmth as the fire of our hearts, our children will only become warm gods, and will never grieve their beloved gods."

"Hestia gave Him fire?" Metis asked, a genuine surprise flashing in his eyes, which quickly turned into pure joy. "That's wonderful!"

“Children are the masters of the miracle of ‘creation’: Zeus gave them the ‘form and law’ of order and rules, which is the skeleton; you gave them the ‘sea of ​​reproduction’ for life and growth, which is the flesh and blood; later, I will give them the ‘star of wisdom’ for enlightenment and direction, which is the mind.”

"And all of this will be incorporated into the crucible of creation and training. Ultimately, the 'spark of inspiration' and 'eternal power' bestowed by Hestia will forge all ideas into reality."

She looked back at Hera, her eyes shining with the light a mother gives to another: "Our child has everything!" Metis was genuinely happy for this child, who, though only conceived, was already showered with love and affection.

From the moment He was born, He was destined to be perfect and flawless!

Now, she is also the mother of this child, and naturally, she is overjoyed for him from the bottom of her heart.

Eurynome had been listening quietly the whole time, and it was only then that this pure and beautiful goddess, as composed as a lotus, spoke softly for the first time.

Her voice was soft and gentle, like flowing, fluffy white clouds, full of a lovely quality.

With an expectant smile, she said softly, "I hope... I hope I can help out when the time comes."

"I can't wait to see this lovely child."

Hera and Metis both looked at her upon hearing this.

"Of course," they said in unison.

The gazes of the three goddesses met in the air, like three of the gentlest starlight, forming an incredibly stable and radiant triangle.

“Me too. Everything will be soon.” Hera nodded in response.

Her delicate hand landed on her abdomen once more, her fingertips radiating boundless tenderness.

From that day on, many things began to change quietly:

Hera's steps became more steady.

The once treacherous and storm-ravaged waterway in her heart was soothed by the warm sunlight around her.

Metis's sigh became softer.

The sense of urgency in her heart had dissipated. Because of her kindness and generosity, all she lost was an unnecessary obsession. What she gained were two dearest sisters and friends with whom she could entrust everything.

Eurynome's smile, however, became even brighter.

She gained more kind older sisters who could take care of her, and she became a pure mirror, allowing her sisters to see their most beautiful selves while caring for her.

This is the reconciliation between promise and reality, the coexistence of loyalty and shared values.

Generosity is not about yielding, but about the wisdom to protect what is more precious; fulfillment is not cowardice, but stems from one's own selflessness in love.

Two long rivers that once flowed separately in the light and darkness finally converged in an open space to become the most dazzling light.

The universe remains vast, and its laws remain profound.

Love remains an inescapable tide.

But thereafter, with each return of the tide, there was a safe harbor to anchor in.

Hera's harbor is a "dam of restraint" built from its own rock after the storm; Metis's harbor is a "bay of tolerance" that embraces all rivers and allows all boats to anchor.

The port of Eurynome is the tranquil and ever-gentle "Shore of the Grace"; the port of Hestia is the "hearth and homeland" that burns eternally at the center of the universe, no matter how far one sails.

Everyone has a bright future ahead of them.

Only Zeus, the king of the gods
He cannot change this unrestrained and unruly thunder.

Of course, no one had any expectations of Him; He was already beyond saving.
Before Hera rose to take her leave, she gently embraced Metis once more.

The embrace of the two supreme goddesses was light, yet they entrusted all the burdens to each other's shoulders to share.

The wind, rising slowly from the ridge of that sacred mountain, gently turned the pages of everything that had happened.

The future holds a new chapter waiting to be written together.

And in that higher and farther place, the warm fire and Hestia also revealed a smile of satisfaction.

Only when the flame is not monopolized can warmth spread.

Relatives and close friends will only become a true "family" through sharing.

And the one who benefits the most from all of this is the unborn child.

In order, He gained strength and fortitude; in maternal love, He gained a wellspring of compassion; in wisdom, He gained skill and intelligence; in fire, He gained power and warmth.

When He rises, the stars will light His way, and all things will sing His praises!

Thousands of skills will have "a form that can be learned" because of Him; and all living beings will know "objects that can be created" because of Him.

And all of this is because He has the warmest mothers.

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Meanwhile, the great God-King, after noticing his beloved Hera's departure, secretly came to the Temple of Wisdom.

Now, the "fire" in the backyard has been perfectly extinguished.

He thought it was time to properly "comfort" his beloved Metis, who had also suffered greatly.

It's time for Metis and I to have a child that's just as lovely.

He ultimately loved Hera the most, and this favoritism is eternal and unchangeable.

But his guilt toward Metis was also genuine.

Out of guilt, He gave Metis the title of "first wife".

In the end, however, he still gave his eldest son to Hera.

Most of the goddesses he had intimate relations with had children.

However, she, as the first wife, is the only one who does not yet have children.

This was both so that today, Hera and Metis could resolve their conflict, and also so that she could give her second son to Metis.

If you can't get first place, then second place is good too.

After the eldest son passed away, the second son went to live with the eldest wife, a perfect balance!
His Majesty the God-King was quite pleased with his own wisdom and resourcefulness.

The shameless king of gods sneaked up on the sacred mountain where Metis resided.

He first carefully tidied his divine appearance, and even waved his hand to summon a water mirror, practicing a smile that could bewitch the goddess.

After making sure he could still laugh in a way that would sway the mind and soul, he swaggered into the temple.

The nymph fairies naturally couldn't and wouldn't dare to stop Him; they didn't even have time to report it.

The only option was to urgently send a notification to their own deity via the divine thought channel.

In fact, even without their notification, Metis sensed the familiar presence of her beloved god-king the moment Zeus landed.

She rolled her eyes helplessly, truly at a loss for words when it came to her shameless and cunning god-king.

However, she didn't hesitate at all.

In the telepathic channel, she silently urged her beloved younger sister to change her clothes quickly!

She needs to change into an outfit that will definitely accentuate her alluring figure!
Although Eurynome, the mother goddess, was the most elegant and quiet in nature, her figure was extremely voluptuous and graceful.

She is the daughter of the ocean, her delicate body formed by pure water, her figure sculpted by waves.

Her graceful and exquisite figure, if highlighted even slightly, would be enough to make Zeus fall under a powerful spell of charm with just one glance.

The reserved and dignified Oulunomo blushed and mustered all her courage before obediently waving her hand to change into a long, gossamer-thin star-patterned dress.

Her shoulders and neck were like jade, her waist like a willow, and the movement of her skirt resembled the ripples of the ocean breaking through the water.

Beneath the gauze skirt, her breathtaking curves were faintly visible, a mixture of shyness and nervousness, as demure as a ripe peach.

With head bowed and eyes turned back, the gentleness of that lowered head was like a water lily shyly trembling in the cool breeze.

Her shy smile was enough to make Lei Ting stop and linger.

However, under her older sister's guidance, wearing such daring clothing made it difficult for this shy and reserved goddess to feel completely at ease.

Although, it's indeed not advisable to make any major moves.
Metis looked on with satisfaction and then gently shook his head indulgently.

That silly girl, really, I've taught her so many times.

Dignity and grace are for external gods to see, for important occasions in public, and for showing respect to one's lover.

You absolutely cannot keep up this facade in private.

When it's time to let your beloved God-King suffer a severe bewitching spell, you should resolutely strike!
However, this is enough.

My dear sister is so cute and gentle. Even with my own God King's temperament, no matter how determined he is, he will still fall at her feet!

He is that kind of god!

Metis himself was still dressed in a dignified and solemn robe.

She guessed that her beloved god-king had come mostly to "compensate" her.

But he still decided to create an excellent opportunity for his dear sister first.

It's time to let this god-king, who always thinks he's a hunter, taste the sweetness of falling into a trap.

My dear sister has a reserved and delicate heart. With such an endearing nature, if I don't give her a push from behind, I really don't know when I'll be able to get what I want.

When His Majesty the God-King strode into the palace, his incomparably handsome face was adorned with the most radiant smile.

He was about to open his mouth and unleash his most proficient skill—the sweet talk that could make countless goddesses succumb.

As a result, out of the corner of His eye He caught sight of the pure and beautiful goddess Eurynome beside Him, and it was exactly as Metis had predicted.

(End of this chapter)