Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 270 This time we must be tough!

The God-King, who had been thinking of, hoping for, and greedily in every moment and every second, finally arrived.

The Goddess of Night suddenly rose, her skirt cascading down like a waterfall, her figure swaying, as she was about to rush to the side of the God-King she deeply missed, regardless of everything.

But just as he was about to take the step, he abruptly stopped.

On that beautiful face, as elegant and delicate as a night-blooming cereus, a shift in mood appeared.

A stern glint flashed in his phoenix eyes, and his dark, thin lips pressed tightly together.

With a heavy, cold snort, she sat down again.

But as soon as she sat down, the anxiety in her heart surged back like the tide of the ocean, rising higher and higher.

She knew, she knew, that her beloved God-King must have come to find her.

But... what if?
What if He was just passing through on urgent business, coming and going in a hurry?
So what should I do?
Zeus, Zeus, my Zeus—

You despicable bastard!
The goddess of the night, seated down, exuded a chilling aura, yet her beautiful face was filled with a flurry of thoughts.

One moment he hates, the next he resents, then he worries, and then he secretly rejoices.

They wanted to pin Him on His throne and berate Him endlessly, yet they also wanted to embrace His neck and express their longing.

Even Hemera, the most delicate goddess of daylight, felt a little flustered watching from the side.

Dear Mother Goddess, my emotions have been so unstable lately.

This was completely different from the image of the dignified, calm, and unperturbed ruler of the night that she remembered.

In the past, although the Mother Goddess would get angry and her emotions would change, those emotions were not obvious, and her joy and anger always had a reason.

Furthermore, the Mother Goddess can completely control those emotions.

During this period, her emotions fluctuated wildly, as if she were constantly falling from the sky to the ground and then flying back up from the ground to the sky.

It's quite clear now that the Mother Goddess is really losing control of her emotions!
This is so horrible!

The supreme and noble embodiment of the night, the ruler of the night, is one of the most fundamental laws of the universe!
I don't even want to think about how terrifying it would be if she were to riot.

I'm afraid that no one but His Majesty the God-King can stop it.

During this time, all my brothers and sisters have found various excuses to slip away.

I'll go anywhere, but I just don't dare stay near the Mother Goddess.

Actually, I also wanted to withdraw...

only……

You yourself are that "surprise"...

This... is not a good place to retreat...

And... I really miss the God King too!
The more Hermella thought about it, the more panicked she became; and the more panicked she became, the more likely she was to make a mistake.

Her originally steady breathing became slightly disordered due to excessive tension.

It lasted only a moment, almost imperceptible.

However, this tiny change is as dazzling as the midday sun in front of the Lady of Night.

The next instant, the goddess of the night's deep gaze fell upon Hermella.

Hermella's heart skipped a beat.

The Night Lady's expression changed again.

She suddenly whispered to Hermella, "Hermella."

"Yes! Mother Goddess, I am here!" Hermera immediately snapped to attention and hurriedly replied.

The Lady of the Night gently waved her hand, indicating that she didn't need to be nervous.

She could see right through the children's little thoughts.

I felt both annoyed and amused.

These children, though loved and cared for by their parents, had long been oppressed and feared in the past, making them truly timid.

Even if I'm very angry, how could I possibly do anything to my own child?

It's all Zeus's fault!

Even if I have a million grievances, I will only vent them on Him, the only god!
The thought of Zeus stirred up a surge of resentment within the goddess of night once more.

Sorrow, resentment, and bitterness flowed like three parallel, bitter rivers, crowding into my heart and spilling their bitterness across the banks of my soul.

But while you may have thoughts, you still have to do things.

She took a deep breath, gently shook her head to temporarily shake off her resentment, and said softly, "Hermes, Zeus is here."

"Ah?!" Upon hearing this news, Hermella was first taken aback, then surprised and delighted. After the initial joy, she felt both ashamed and afraid, her complex expression flickering between her clear eyes.

Hmm... she looks like her mother goddess...

Before she could say anything, the Lady of the Night continued, "Originally, our plan was... um..."

At this point, the Lady of the Night paused, her pale, jade-like face darkening slightly, her expression clearly turning gloomy again.

"But now, I feel that the plan needs a small change."

"We can't let Zeus get away with this so easily! He's gone too far this time."

"He must be made to deeply realize his mistakes! We must not let this go so easily."

"Go to Atlon (the Moon of the Underworld) and keep Hecate company for a while. Remember to keep an eye out for my messages."

Hemera felt a little disappointed, but she still obediently nodded and transformed into an invisible white light, heading towards the Nether Moon.

Although I felt disappointed, I also felt a bit relieved. Being by Mother Goddess's side during this time had been incredibly stressful.

Seeing her beloved daughter leave, the composure that Lady Night had been maintaining immediately crumbled.

She was restless, rising and sitting repeatedly, finally standing up and pacing anxiously back and forth in her temple. Her flawless, exquisite face was unpredictable; her arched brows were sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed.

The towering, full moon rose and fell rapidly with her rapid breathing, like the undulating moonlight.

Her thoughts were like an undercurrent, chaotic and unstoppable:
Be tough!
I want Him to know that I am not a night to be "summoned and ordered around" at will!
I beg you to come, but you keep delaying. Then don't bother coming at all!

Can……

Isn't this too forceful?
If you're too forceful and anger Him, He might just turn around...

But if we just give in and surrender so easily...

amount……

Although, she didn't mind.

But I was still unwilling to accept it.

The resentment was stuck in her chest, she couldn't spit it out or swallow it down, it was really making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

No!

He should come first!

This time, don't expect me to go and greet you first!

He must admit his mistake first!
Don't think you can get away with just "saying a few nice words, giving a couple of kisses, or a hug" this time!

This time, we must make this hateful, detestable, and lovable god-king understand clearly and plainly: even the night can be angry!

after that……

At worst, we can just hold Him tighter and give Him more of His favorite foods.

Despite thinking this way, the Goddess of Night was still completely undecided, her mind pounding like a drum.

She asked her beloved daughter to leave temporarily, saying that she didn't want to let Zeus get away with it so easily.

But in reality, she was still unsure of how to treat this god-king who was both detestable and utterly lovable.

Although in front of her beloved God-King, face and such things are not important.

However, maintaining a respectable appearance is still very important in front of children!

She had been pacing back and forth anxiously for just a few breaths when she became extremely impatient.

At the speed of the beloved God-King, he should have arrived at his temple long ago!

Why haven't you arrived yet?
Could it be that He... He didn't really have something else to do and just happened to come to the Underworld?!
The moment a thought arises, it's like throwing a boulder into a lake of the heart, instantly creating waves that overturn all the semblance of peace within her chest.

The woman in the night was immediately filled with anxiety, and she pondered the matter again and again.

The reins of reason and the wild horse of anxiety are locked in a fierce battle deep within her divinity.

Finally, she gritted her teeth, but the reins still broke...

Despite her noble status, she still decided to "capture" her beloved god-king first!

If He really does leave again, then it will be too late to say anything.

The noble Lady of the Night inwardly berated herself:

Nyx, oh Nyx, how could you have become so worthless?
Where has your usual composure and calmness gone?
Hey! How come you let that bastard have you so completely under his thumb?

What? Do you really not want to live without Him?

But no matter what she thought or how she criticized herself, despite her sorrow and resentment, her actions didn't slow down at all.

She stomped her foot in a rather girlish manner, but immediately followed the most familiar and longed-for scent.

In fact, all of this was part of Zeus's plan.

When He arrived in the underworld, He discovered that the Goddess of Night had not appeared to see Him immediately.

He was already quite certain that this proud, eternal goddess was secretly plotting something.

So He deliberately slowed down and leisurely made his way to the Temple of Night.

Along the way, he also took great interest in inspecting the development of the Netherworld, proceeding at a leisurely pace, without any urgency.

This amorous god-king knew all too well.

In the tug-of-war between men and women in romantic relationships, the more proactive one is, the more passive one becomes.

Whoever gets anxious first loses.

The one who rushes in deserves to be completely controlled by the other party.

Furthermore, how proud and noble is the goddess of the night?

She was aloof and proud, and that was when she met herself.

If any other living being dared to provoke her like that, she would have crushed them to dust and annihilated them more than ten thousand times over.

But precisely because of her noble status and proud nature, we cannot always cater to her.

Otherwise, the greedy night will only take advantage of the situation.

The concept of "knowing when to stop" simply does not exist in the divinity of the Lady of the Night.

For a goddess like Lady Night, you have to relentlessly and repeatedly stir her heartstrings.

The key is to be unpredictable, sometimes close, sometimes distant, sometimes warm, and to toughen her up.

Otherwise, there's absolutely no way to control her.

For a supreme and eternal goddess like the Lady of the Night, it's utterly unthinkable to try and conquer her with mere "warmth" and "tenderness."

Like that "warm man" type...

That's the kind of stuff that comes after the dogs.

(End of this chapter)