Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 261 Mother Goddess, save me~~~
The scarlet unread message notification was almost black, and even the numbers themselves seemed to be wreathed in an ominous, resentful aura...

Zeus glanced at it only once before immediately closing the door.

That was terrifying!

Nyx is really desperate; he's practically turning completely to the dark side.

However… He pondered those messages. Although some of the words were harsh and ruthless, it was clear at a glance that they were all bark and no bite.

Nyx like this... is inexplicably adorable.

But it's not too late to wait a little longer.

Let me go and spend some time with my beloved Lady of Justice and Order first.

Although she would never cling to him as obsessively as Nyx, she must have missed him the most in her heart.

Moreover, she was the busiest and hardest working person during this period.

With so many new laws added, I'm enjoying a peaceful life, but it's all because of my dear Themis who is carrying the burden for me.

These entirely new laws will be integrated one by one into the order of Heaven, and the causal relationships of the entire universe will be re-examined...

These things are the most mentally taxing, trivial and messy, yet crucial, and she does them all silently.

Indeed, behind every carefree god-king lies a goddess wife who is the most just, righteous, and diligent.
It's time to properly reward and comfort dear Themis.

Hmm... By the way, help her "clear up" the order.

Thinking of this, Zeus pinched the restless little girl's fierce yet delicate face in his arms and said gently, "Maya, you should rest for a while. I'll go help my dear Themis sort out the order of the heavens; she's been so busy lately."

Amartea pouted, but still kissed Zeus again. "Then go. You...you mustn't stay away for so long again. I...I...I'll miss you."

Looking at the adorable goddess in his arms, Zeus couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He lowered his head and planted another long kiss, until his beloved goddess was dazed and her breath was slightly disordered before finally separating, softly coaxing, "Okay, okay, I will definitely come back as soon as possible."

As He spoke, He whispered intimately in the ear of the Goddess of Nourishment, “I will return and, together with my beloved Maya, conceive the most adorable child.”

"Besides... I get hungry very easily..."

Amartea covered her face, too ashamed to speak. Zeus could see clearly that her delicate face was flushed crimson.

When Zeus set off for the most sacred and solemn mountain of order, the three Fates and the three Horae, who were chatting idly in the temple, sensed his approach almost immediately.

Even if Zeus did not control the wind and thunder, without deliberately hiding it, he would still be impossible to avoid their perception.

In an instant, the warm and lively atmosphere inside the hall turned solemn and quiet.

Six goddesses, arranged on the left and right sides, sat in their respective divine positions, corresponding to each other.

They locked eyes, exchanging a vast amount of information rapidly through their divine senses.

The holy and flawless Themis saw all her daughters' little tricks and shook her head with a mixture of helplessness and affection.

Under Atropos's influence, the children became increasingly mischievous.

Zeus entered the temple, and surprisingly, not a single deity came to greet him. He was somewhat puzzled.

However, He didn't care. His heart and eyes were filled with nothing but the flawless, holy, and righteous goddess, and he subconsciously ignored everything else.

When He saw Themis's alluring figure, He forgot everything else.

But before He could utter those sweet words He had prepared, a majestic and ancient voice slowly echoed from the dome of the temple.

"Oh—son of the illustrious Cronus, great supreme god-king, unrestrained ruler of the universe."

"Your unbridled nature makes the order of the universe increasingly complex and intricate; causing the threads of fate to become chaotic and tangled as well."

"You are the cause of everything and the effect of everything, yet you leave this chaotic and messy process entirely to Themis, who is without flaws and justice, to bear alone. How irresponsible is this?"

"You, who have acted so recklessly, have come to this great temple of order today, is it to... admit your mistakes?"

"But your mistakes are simply too numerous to count. Even if you admit them, they cannot be corrected."

“Oh—son of Cronus, please return. How can a god like you be changed?”

"Your willful actions and temperament cannot be corrected by any deity, not even the most flawless, holy, and righteous lady."

"I only hope that you can restrain yourself a little in the future. That would be the greatest fortune for all the gods, all things and spirits in the universe."

The echo lingered for a long time, and the light and shadow in the palace seemed to freeze with these audacious words.

After listening to this outrageous "accusation of fate," the omniscient and omnipotent God-King was stunned for a moment. He then couldn't help but scratch his head, feeling both annoyed and amused.

He immediately waved his hand, and an invisible gust of wind rose out of nowhere, like an unseen ribbon, precisely pulling the most mischievous Atropos in front of him.

The youngest of the three daughters of fate, the most mischievous and clever, was still in her aged and sinister old woman form. Zeus merely glanced at her indifferently.

A golden rainbow flashed across His eyes, and the old woman before Him, with a gasp of surprise, instantly reverted to her charming and lovely appearance.

The young goddess had bright eyes and a smile on her lips, her expression full of mischievousness and playfulness, yet also a hint of panic.

Atropos cried out in alarm, realizing the situation was dire, and immediately tried to transform into a phantom thread of fate to escape back into the embrace of the Mother Goddess for protection.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The kind old father had already extended his great hand, which contained boundless power.

She only had time to utter a single, heart-wrenching cry, comparable to that of an operatic soprano:
"Mother Goddess, save me—!"

However, the charming and dignified righteous lady could only watch helplessly as her daughter was "mercilessly captured" by the Father God.

Not only did he show no intention of helping, but a faint, amused smile even appeared on his lips.

Without saying a word, Zeus immediately pressed his beloved "rebellious daughter" onto his lap.

Another great hand, containing the order of the universe, has been raised high.

Without hesitation, he slapped her pert and bouncy little bottom, the slap landing without the slightest ambiguity.

"Snapped--!"

"what--!"

This time, it was no longer the voice of an old, hoarse woman that was emitted.

Instead, she regained her original charming voice, a voice that was both cute and pitiful, both coquettish and pleading.

However, her screams and wails did not earn her father any mercy.

The thunderous slaps, imbued with the father's "love," fell relentlessly, showing no mercy.

The poor arbiter of fate was utterly powerless against his own father, unable even to escape.

She could only plead pitifully, tears streaming down her face: "Father God! Father God! I was wrong, I was wrong! Oh dear~ I'll never do it again!"

Her voice was soft and trembling as she sobbed, "Please, Father God, forgive me... I'll never do it again—ah—waaaah—"

Zeus turned a deaf ear to this.

Today, He is determined to teach this naughty little girl how to respect her greatest and dearest Father!
Atropos was still screaming and shouting, "Mother Goddess! Mother Goddess! Save me! Father God is about to beat me to death!"

"Sisters, sisters! My dear sisters! My beloved sisters, please come and save me! Father God is really going to kill me!"

She turned her head and repeatedly gave Clotho and Lachesis meaningful glances.

However, Clotho and Lachesis, along with the three radiant goddesses of the seasons, merely cast helpless glances at her, and... attempts to conceal their schadenfreude.

Although they were quite active when they were stirring up trouble.

But when it came time to "settle the score," seeing Atropos's miserable end, they could only silently vow to themselves: After this is all over, we'll definitely comfort her properly.
Atropos was still screaming in agony.

Just as she was about to expose all her accomplices, her most beloved mother goddess finally spoke up.

Gentle Themis descended the steps with light, graceful steps. Her slender fingers gently grasped the still-raised hand of her beloved god-king, and she said with a smile, "My love, please stop for now."

Zeus stopped and was about to release his mischievous little daughter.

Despite Atropos's loud shouts, nothing actually happened.

After all, he was his beloved little darling, just a bit mischievous and lively, which was a good thing. He couldn't bear to really hurt him.

As soon as He stopped, He heard Themis speak the cruelest words in that soft voice.

“My love, your simplistic ‘physics education’ is useless.”

“Atropos is always too naughty, and no amount of teaching her has worked. This also frustrates me, and I don’t know how to really educate her properly.”

"Now, she's gone even further, showing no respect for her age, even daring to make fun of you. I think..."

"Why don't we throw her into the River Styx as well?"

"Let her go to that cold River Styx and sober up. Maybe only in this way can she truly mature."

Zeus paused for a moment upon hearing this, but immediately understood and nodded in agreement, saying, "Oh, my dearest Themis, that's a wonderful idea!"

"How can we save a child as mischievous as her?"

(End of this chapter)