Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 257 We must teach Zeus a profound lesson!

Many goddesses who were there to watch the spectacle were deeply disappointed.

After all, it seems this excitement is about to end.

What a pity.

Hera's face lit up with joy, and she flew over to greet her from afar, her heartfelt happiness evident.

Before her two older sisters even reached her, she spoke, "My dearest Hestia, my dearest Demeter, my dearest sisters, welcome!"

“I have prepared divine wine and celestial delicacies. I… I really have so much to say to you.”

However, as she approached, she saw a faint hint of worry in her elder sister Hestia's eyes, while her second sister Demeter was expressionless and had a cold gaze.

Her smile froze on her face. For a moment, she was filled with unease and stood there, somewhat at a loss.

Demeter let out a cold snort and said in a chilling voice, "Ha, Hera, my dear sister. You have... done quite a great thing!"

Hera felt a sudden surge of anxiety and, without thinking, rushed forward, anxiously replying, "My dear sister, I know, I know it was my fault! I apologize! Please, please listen to my explanation!"

Demeter merely glanced at her coldly and said dismissively, "What's there to explain? Things have come to this, what else is there to say?"

The poor goddess of fertility's eyes immediately reddened. She hurriedly took Demeter's hand, held it tightly, and was about to speak.

But at that moment, Hestia, who had been silent all along, suddenly burst out laughing.

She rushed forward and hugged Hera, who was on the verge of tears, while scolding Demeter, "Alright, that's enough. Don't make our poor little sister worry anymore. Look at her, she's getting so anxious."

Upon seeing this, Demeter's cold, pretty face instantly brightened as if spring had returned. She chuckled, raised her eyebrows charmingly, and looked smug.

She stepped forward and hugged Hera from the other side, teasingly saying, "My dear Hera, my good sister, did I scare you? Were you flustered, afraid that your sister would really be angry with you?"

“You,” Demeter gently pressed her forehead against Hera’s with affection, “you’re just too good. Even when it’s not your fault, you always want to take on things that aren’t your responsibility.”

Hera then realized that her two older sisters had teamed up to "bully" her, and her nose suddenly stung with tears, which welled up in her eyes as she smiled.

With a helpless yet slightly resentful air, she glared at them, but then let out a long sigh of relief, finally feeling a great weight lifted from her shoulders.

She hugged Demeter tightly, nuzzling her soft, pink face against her sister's cheek affectionately, and said in a sweet, nasal voice, "My dear Demeter, I'm so glad you don't blame me. Thank you, my dear sister."

Demeter gently hugged her back and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "My dear sister, it's not your fault, why are you apologizing?"

“We are a family of gods, and we will be happy together forever. Now that you have a lovely child, this is a joyous occasion for our whole family.”

"Even if we have to say who is at fault, it can only be Zeus's fault. That wicked fellow always makes us feel sorry for him."

As Demeter spoke, a sly glint flashed in her emerald eyes. She waved her little fists, looking determined to fight the evil forces to the bitter end, full of fighting spirit.

"I think we must teach Him a lesson and let Him know that even a god-king can't do whatever He wants!"

Hestia simply smiled without saying a word, but Hera immediately found common ground and nodded vigorously: "Sister is right! That wicked fellow, we really should teach him a lesson!"

Demeter, seeing her younger sister "join the party," laughed even more smugly, "That's right! For the next hundred years, we'll stay together and not let Him into our temple! Let's see how anxious He is!"

A clear, bell-like laugh echoed above the clouds. Hera wholeheartedly agreed, nodding and smiling, "That's a great idea, I fully support it!"

Hestia felt incredibly relieved and comforted as she watched her two sisters finally resolve their misunderstandings and return to their former close and harmonious relationship, even starting to share a common hatred for each other.

However, upon hearing their "brilliant plan," she couldn't help but pour just the right amount of cold water on their enthusiasm.

She seemed to hesitate for a moment before slowly asking, "Are you sure this is a good idea? To me, it sounds like the worst possible idea."

“Countless goddesses are secretly hoping you won’t let Zeus in. Even if you don’t let him in, there are plenty of goddesses lining up to invite him in.”

“You guys are really willing to hand Him over to another goddess.”

Demeter raised an eyebrow and said in a low voice, "He dares!"

"If He dares to do that, he can forget about ever stepping foot in my door again!"

Hestia clicked her tongue, her tone full of mockery: "I don't know if He dares. But I bet you'll be the ones getting anxious and angry before you force that wicked Zeus to admit his mistake."

"If He is truly entangled with another goddess, how long can you endure not seeing Him? A hundred years?"

As she spoke, Hestia looked at her two adorable younger sisters with great interest.

Sure enough, their expressions began to look somewhat unnatural. She then teased, "Ten years?"

"Still a year?"

"They won't even last a month, will they?"

“And…” Hestia’s smile grew gentler, but her words became increasingly “deadly.”

"I don't think the two of you can really refuse that bad guy's persistent pestering."

These words were like a tiny needle, gently puncturing two inflated balloons that were only putting on a show.

Demeter was immediately both embarrassed and angry. She pounced on her elder sister, hugged her slender waist, and began to whine, "My dear sister! You really dote on Zeus the most!"

"We haven't done anything yet, and you're already making excuses for Him! You're His biggest accomplice!"

Hestia, nestled in her sister's tight embrace, managed a weak shrug, her eyes brimming with a smile: "I'm not making excuses for Him. What I said is the truth."

"Even if you can really harden your hearts and ignore him for a hundred years, that philandering and dissolute scoundrel will probably have a few more wives and dozens more children in those hundred years."

"I just think... you really need to think about this carefully."

"But don't worry," she changed the subject, firmly stating her position, "whatever decision you make, I will definitely support you. I promise, I will stand with you through thick and thin!"

Upon hearing this, Demeter and Hera exchanged a knowing glance, their understanding unspoken.

Then, Hera coughed lightly, taking the initiative to find a way out, and said softly, "What my sister said makes sense. How about... we postpone this matter and discuss it again later?"

“Ahem—indeed, indeed! That wicked Zeus is full of tricks. If we want to teach Him a truly profound lesson, we really need to plan carefully and devise a foolproof plan!” With that excuse, Demeter immediately followed suit.

This is called a strategic retreat, not an admission of defeat!
After all, what the eldest sister said made perfect sense!

She knows herself best. She says she will resolutely not let Zeus in, but she's afraid that if that bad guy comes along and says a few nice words, her defenses will collapse on the spot.

As for Hera...

What a joke! She couldn't even refuse Zeus herself, how could she possibly refuse him?

As for my dearest sister... that's even more unrealistic.

Zeus only needs to say a few sweet words and act coquettishly, and the eldest sister will do whatever he wants.

There's no way around it! The gentle flame always indulges Him the most!
Hera then took the hands of her two sisters, ceasing her teasing, and said softly, "My dear sisters, let's not stay in the heavens any longer, let's go to my temple. Divine wine and delicacies have been prepared, let's go inside and talk in detail."

Demeter smiled sweetly and shook her head gently: "Today, let's go somewhere else to chat and relax."

"Hmm?" Hera asked, slightly puzzled.

Demeter gazed at the distant land, her bright emerald eyes saying, "Let's go to the mortal realm. Let's see those newly born humans."

Hera readily agreed, nodding and saying, "That's fine too. I've always wanted to see this new race, but..."

At this point, an inappropriate and charming blush appeared on the flawless, fair face of this benevolent Great Mother Goddess.

She uncontrollably recalled the sacred union that lasted for 333 days, a union that had captivated her entire being.

Once she accepted her beloved god-king, the joy and pleasure he brought her were something she could never forget, no matter how hard she tried.

During this time, when she was all alone, she couldn't help but think of it, and each time it made her feel both love and resentment, shame and longing.

She always loved Zeus the most. Eternal and unwavering, until death do them part.

Hera quickly shook off her thoughts and said, "Let's go now. I'm also very curious about humans."

Demeter was slightly puzzled, but Hestia knew perfectly well what was going on.

She quickly chimed in to help her younger sister out of the predicament: "Then let's set off now. Those children, they are different from those in the divine realm. I believe you will all come to love these adorable children."

Hera nodded quickly, and Demeter stopped thinking about it.

The three great mother goddesses, without hesitation, descended to the mortal realm together to investigate the newly born human race.

Meanwhile, at the Temple of Fertility, Leto and Asteria, who had already made all the preparations, watched helplessly as the three great mother goddesses set off without even a single nymph by their side.

(End of this chapter)