Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 284 The Mother Goddess is so strange.
As for Olympus, since Zeus returned from the underworld, Olympus has been exceptionally peaceful.

Zeus himself felt extremely happy.

His eldest son Hephaestus and second son Poros had also grown into handsome young men, and were not far from true maturity.

With harmonious families, wives and children by your side, the entire universe flourishes, and the order of nature becomes increasingly perfect.

Everything was so beautiful and so worthy of happiness.

Even if there are occasional minor clashes or undercurrents between the beloved goddesses, they are just a little bit of cute and insignificant fun in this wonderful life.

While He was frolicking with the lovely little goddesses in His own temple, Prometheus returned to Olympus to report back.

The temple was still very lively at this time.

The Maya sisters, Iris, Arke, Amartea and Ide, Adrasthea, and even the usually dignified and reserved "chief steward" Clymene were among them.

The entire temple was filled with the sweet voices and laughter of women, a scene brimming with the spirit of spring.

Because the licentious God-King is playing a game of "hide-and-seek" with them.

It's not the kind of hide-and-seek where you can just laugh it off once you've caught someone.

After all, although His Majesty the God-King is beyond saving, he still has to maintain some dignity as a king in front of so many adorable little goddesses.

How many key points?

However, once caught, they inevitably want to take full advantage of the situation before they're willing to stop.

Although the rules of the game forbid the use of divine power and authority—even a god-king of extreme principles would never cheat in such a matter.

But even so, there are always one, two, three, four, five, or six little goddesses who will "accidentally" be caught by His Majesty the God King.

Therefore, a supplementary rule had to be specially formulated: any goddess who is caught is not allowed to participate in the next round of the game and must wait until the current round of the game is completely over before she can continue to participate.

Even so, the process of His Majesty the God-King's game of hide-and-seek was actually not too difficult.

Clymene was still unable to let go of his pride.

After all, it would be too much to ask of her to play such an ambiguous and silly game with the God-King alongside her granddaughters and other goddesses.

However, they couldn't resist Maya and the others' persistent pleading, and what's more, His Majesty the God-King's golden eyes were filled with expectation...

The indescribable warmth in her heart made it difficult for her to refuse firmly, and Clymene had no choice but to half-heartedly go along with the children's antics.

Once she started playing, she quickly entered into this relaxed and enjoyable atmosphere.

Until she was captured by His Majesty the God-King and held tightly in his arms...

At that moment, she felt all her divinity trembling uncontrollably under the scorching heat of the God-King's palm.

The God King's strong and powerful arms, and the rich and domineering aura of thunder emanating from His divine body, almost instantly made her legs go weak and her muscles go numb, making it difficult for her to stand.

The daughter of the ocean always seemed unable to resist the charm of this great god-king.

Even surrounded by so many goddesses, she was reluctant to leave the God King's embrace immediately.

When the God King caught her and gave her a bear hug, holding her tightly in his arms, she told herself: 'It's okay, everyone's like this.'

As the God-King's scorching hand roughly encircled her tiny waist, she continued to tell herself, "It's okay, it's just a game. Everyone does it this way."

Even so, the God-King's large hand had already slid down along that stunning curve to the voluptuous area below her slender waist, reaching that place that should absolutely not be touched...

She continued to reassure herself: 'It's okay, it's just a game, don't make a fuss, everyone's like this.'

Soon, the God-King's hot breath was close to her delicate cheeks, and even his lips had lightly brushed against her profile.

She continued to explain herself: 'It's okay, it's just a game. There's no need to upset His Majesty the God-King over such a small matter. Everyone's like this anyway.'

until……

The God King's lips seemed to have unintentionally brushed against her pale blue lips.

And it seems, it really is planning to do something even more outrageous...

She finally dared not let the God-King do as he pleased anymore.

She hurriedly mustered all her strength, but could only weakly and feebly break free, escaping the embrace that made her heart pound.

With great difficulty, she finally escaped to the group of the eliminated goddesses. She immediately hid in a corner, too ashamed to look at anyone.

She felt like she had completely lost her mind.

Now, in the eyes of these children, their image as elders is probably... completely ruined...

Although... although His Majesty's embrace made her heart pound wildly.

That intimate feeling was something she could never forget...

The seasoned God-King, of course, felt even more clearly the softness and tenderness of the Ocean Goddess in his arms. Her truly enchanting figure made him reluctant to let go.

However, He still had a little bit of pride.

At least the essential points.

If they really went too far, then they really wouldn't let Clymene live.

After all, this was happening in public.

However, this hopeless, debauched god-king was secretly thinking: if it were in private, this mature and beautiful Titan goddess, this charming daughter of the ocean, would probably not mind and would half-heartedly give in...

Zeus felt somewhat relieved after receiving Prometheus's request for an audience.

Fortunately, Prometheus returned a little late.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have gotten that sweet little advantage earlier.

but……

This extremely wicked god-king was already thinking about many more outrageous things.

His perverse sense of humor is truly incurable...

Of course, Clymene was also secretly relieved.

Fortunately, Prometheus returned a little late.

Otherwise, if her son had actually seen what happened, she would have been utterly ashamed.

Moreover, she also harbored some thoughts that she dared not delve into.

She was still relieved that Prometheus had returned a little late.

This allowed her to finally know and experience the terrifying "wickedness" of His Majesty the God-King.

She... didn't seem to dislike this "badness".

The arrival of Prometheus finally interrupted His Majesty the King of Gods' rare (not at all) happy life.

To save face for His Majesty the God-King and to restore his own dignity as "Grand Steward," Clymene hurriedly and solemnly directed the children to tidy up the magnificent and colorful hall.

When Prometheus entered the temple, what he saw was still that most majestic and sacred throne of the gods.

And, seated upon the throne, His Majesty the Greatest, Most Supreme, and Most Noble God-King.

As always, His Majesty the God-King sat solemnly on His supreme throne, his expression dignified and his gaze profound. His imposing presence was so great that even the gods dared not look up at him.

Behind the throne of the king of gods, Iris and Artemis, the messengers of the Olympians, stood solemnly.

Above the starry sky, the brightest Pleiades Nebula illuminated the entire God King's Palace with endless starlight.

And among those endless stars, the brightest North Star shines with a constant, brilliant light above the God-King's head.

As for His mother goddess Clymene, where was there any trace of the panic and shyness she had shown when she was captured?
Dressed in her finest attire, she exuded elegance and grace, standing gracefully beneath the God King's right hand, perfectly fulfilling her duty as the "God King's Chief Steward."

Endless, sacred, and dazzling radiance filled the entire hall. The majesty and brilliance of the god-king pressed down as if they were real, so that all the gods who came to pay homage could not raise their heads.

All the gods could only bow and wait with the utmost respect before the supreme and only sovereign, the eternal father of the gods above gods—Zeus, the king of gods!
Faced with such a radiant and awe-inspiring god-king, Prometheus, who was already somewhat apprehensive, dared not raise his head from the moment he stepped into the palace.

The light inside the temple was like a blade polished by time, each ray seemingly carrying an irresistible order. Prometheus felt his own divinity become heavy under this light.

He strode into the temple and, with impeccable grace, bowed respectfully: "Prometheus, pay homage to the great, noble, and venerable Supreme Ruler, God above gods, King of gods, Your Majesty Zeus! May Your Majesty be everlasting!"

After bowing to Zeus, Prometheus turned to his mother goddess and bowed slightly in respect.

Clymene nodded almost imperceptibly.

The turmoil in her heart made her forced composure appear somewhat stiff.

She was too embarrassed to look directly into Prometheus's bright eyes, afraid that He might see through her.

Zeus smiled slightly, and his voice, calm and magnetic as always, slowly rang out: "Prometheus, my dear friend, my loyal subject."

"Now that you have returned to Olympus from the mortal realm, it seems that you already have a definite answer to the question of 'how humans should respect the gods'."

Even with something incredibly important on his mind, Prometheus instantly noticed that his mother's reaction seemed a little strange.

He appeared dignified as always, but having been Clymene's son for countless years, he noticed at a glance that the Mother Goddess's expression was slightly unusual—a strange look that was a mixture of embarrassment, shyness, and forced majesty.

It seems... I'm a little afraid to look at myself?
How strange, this is the first time I've ever seen a mother goddess like this...

But before He could think it through, the words of the God-King had already arrived.

(End of this chapter)