Greece brings evildoers

Dust rose up and the ground rumbled.

Hera, who broke through moral taboos and abandoned self-restraint, launched a savage and overbearing demand on the prey under her claws with unprecedented toughness.

Pain! Very painful!

It was like the bones were crushed inch by inch and the flesh was torn layer by layer.

As the victim, Lorne grimaced and wanted to accuse the atrocity, but the falling head blocked the words that surged into his throat.

It was sweet, and there was a strong aroma of fermented fruits, which felt like opening a jar of [Immortal Honey Wine] that had been sealed for a long time.

Hera narrowed her eyes, and her originally crazy expression became more intoxicated.

In a short moment, the victim felt dizzy, a fishy and salty smell of blood filled his lips and teeth, and his mouth seemed to be burning, with a burning pain.

At the same time, his two arms creaked, as if they could be torn off his torso at any time.

In addition, there were moans of being overwhelmed from all parts of his body, and his bones crackled.

For a moment, Lorne felt like an innocent lamb passing by, who was violently knocked to the ground by a heavy cart and then repeatedly crushed.

No, he had to resist. If he continued like this, he would probably have nothing left after the opponent had defeated him.

In the storm, Lorne tried his best to awaken a trace of consciousness, then seized the opportunity, briefly broke free from the suppression, raised his head upward, and fought back vigorously.

Waves of heat flowed into his limbs and bones, and the god who was in charge of wine and joy had a flushed face, and was moisturized and irrigated by another drink that was no less than wine.

There was the fragrance of lilies and the sweetness of some food in his infancy.

And this sudden pain finally awakened Hera's somewhat crazy mind.

But in the face of this blasphemous resistance, Hera seemed to see a little kitten showing its claws to her, and smiled indifferently with her lips pursed, opened her flawless white arms, and held the naughty little kitten in her arms.

You want this, right? Then I'll give it to you.

Moreover, I give you much more than you want.

Lorne was overwhelmed by the sudden feeling of suffocation, and paddled his limbs weakly, as if drowning.

More gifts born from divinity and motherhood led him into the abyss of chaos and intoxication.

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In the early morning, the birds in the forest chirped and shouted.

Lorne dragged his bruised body and climbed up from the ground. Like a zombie that had been drained of water, he leaned against the city wall and sat slumped, looking up at the sky at a classic 45-degree angle, speechless and choking in his heart.

Seven days! That crazy woman tormented him for seven days and seven nights!

They also said that when Zeus seduced Alcmene, he spent three days and three nights in bed, and he could only do more, not less.

But can that be the same?

Zeus was asking for love normally, and he probably took into account Alcmene's tolerance and deliberately withheld his divine power.

You, on the other hand, went all out, not only not treating yourself as a human being, but also not treating me as a human being! You are like a S looking for an M!

If it weren't for my tough life, and if I didn't give myself a mouthful of milk from time to time, I might have passed the seventh day of my first year.

While secretly complaining, Loen unconsciously rolled his tongue and searched for a trace of sweetness at the corner of his lips into his stomach.

Suddenly, a stream of heat flowed to his limbs and bones, and the soreness of his body was vaguely reduced.

Well, the "mouthful of milk" he mentioned was not a description, but a real behavior.

Perhaps because he took the bullet for Hercules, he accidentally got the same treatment as the legendary Hercules.

-- That is, being breastfed and fed by Hera.

I don't know if it's some kind of bad taste, but the queen likes to show her motherhood that she has nowhere to vent.

And with this continuous breastfeeding, Loen was able to survive the seven days and nights that were a nightmare.

After all, at her age, she had a husband who loved to have affairs, but because of her self-restraint, she had never crossed the rules of marriage for thousands of years. The queen's accumulated anger can be imagined with her butt.

Loen received all the savings of thousands of years, and it was rare that he was not tossed to pieces.

"Awake? Pretty fast."

A light hum mixed with a faint smile came from the forest. Hera, who had just finished cleaning and changed her clothes, walked slowly from the shade of the tree, her eyes full of water, bright as stars, and her delicate face, like a lily that bloomed after being irrigated and moisturized.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the "mummy" by the city wall couldn't help but shudder.

He didn't think so before, but now he finds that the saying is quite reasonable.

There are no bad fields, only tired cows.

Facing the Greek queen whose indexes are off the charts, let alone cows, even the minotaurs kneel down.

"What? Are you afraid of me?" Hera raised her eyebrows, smiling.

"Isn't it normal to be afraid? You are the queen of Olympus." Loen complimented, then raised his hands in surrender, and asked with a wry smile, "Now that you have vented your anger, can we write off the matter of releasing the mother and son privately?"

Hearing this, Hera's face darkened, and she looked at Loen in front of her unkindly.

"Do you think I did something wrong?"

"How could it be!"

Loen waved his hands quickly, righteously excusing Hera's behavior.

"Marriage is supposed to be about mutual loyalty and restraint. Since he can have affairs outside, there is certainly no reason for you to confine him."

"Then why are you in such a hurry to cut off your relationship with me?"

Hera snorted coldly and looked at the figure opposite.

"Could it be that I have wronged you?"

Faced with these two consecutive life-threatening questions, Luo En's neck was slightly sweaty, and he responded cautiously.

"How could it be! In my mind, you have always been the kind and merciful goddess. This time you can forgive the guilt of the mother and son and my usurpation, which proves that your nature has not changed!"

"And because of this, I don't want to become a stain on you because of myself, and let you fall into trouble and criticism!"

"After all, a momentary impulse should not become a shackle for your pursuit of happiness in the future..."

Hearing the other party defending herself like this, Hera's displeasure disappeared immediately, and turned into a touch of inexplicable touch. She stared at the handsome and considerate young man in front of her with soft eyes and spoke softly.

"You reminded me that some things don't count once or twice."

"..."

Loen's body stiffened, and his throat was a little dry.

He performed too well, and it seemed that he had done something wrong.

Fortunately, the queen did not intend to fill him up again, but just raised the corner of her lips and snorted lightly.

"Let's do this, from now on, you are my subordinate god."

Since he can bring his illegitimate son and mistress to Olympus, why can't I?

Besides, he betrayed his marriage more than once. If he follows the principle of fair equality, I am afraid that there will be many times for him to imitate and catch up.

However, I am not that bastard who doesn't care about the cold and the cold. Even if I want to retaliate, I must at least find a pleasing target.

And the one in front of me seems to be good.

Just as Hera was secretly calculating, Loen raised his hand cautiously.

"Well, actually I forgot to tell you something. My real name is Loen. I am the subordinate god of Hestia, in charge of wine and joy."

"You!"

Hearing this unexpected answer, Hera was stunned.

She had heard of the name of Loen, the god of wine.

During the trial against Poseidon, this newly appointed subordinate god was responsible for attending the divine power meeting on behalf of Hestia and handling some affairs of the Temple of Hestia. Because of his excellent ability to handle affairs and communication skills, the Olympian gods had a good impression and reputation of him.

It's just that Zeus was busy cheating during that time, and she was busy catching adultery, so she almost never returned to Olympus, so she didn't formally meet this legendary god of wine.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, she and the god of wine actually intersected in this unexpected way.

"Ms. Hestia is good to me..."

Loen skillfully pulled out his number one shield and sincerely declined Hera's recruitment.

"So, thank you for your kindness, but I'm afraid I can't serve you."

"Not necessarily!"

However, Hera raised her head and spoke confidently.

"My elder sister never cares about the gains and losses of divine power. At most, I can exchange two subordinate gods with her, and she will agree!"

Hearing that the queen had no intention of retreating, Loen suddenly felt a stomachache.

Damn, it seems that he has gone too far.

"Where is my elder sister now?"

"Athens..."

"Well, take me to see her!"

Hera immediately decided on the next itinerary, with an eager impulse on her face.

Looking at the mirror image through the water light condensed in her palm, the queen, who was tidying up her appearance before leaving, couldn't help but touch her slightly hot cheeks, and a happy smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

It seemed that she hadn't been looking forward to something happening so much for a long time.

However, Loen's mood at this moment was completely different.

Take Hera to Athens?

Not to mention whether Hestia would be so angry that she would hang him up and beat him after learning that he brought Hera here to poach his girlfriend.

The goddess of justice Themis and the goddess of memory Mnemosyne are still on the Ares Mountain.

God knows what kind of chemical reaction will occur when Zeus's current girlfriend meets those former girlfriends.

If he really does this, he doesn't know how many pieces he will become in the end.

"Are you still not leaving?"

Hearing Hera's somewhat unhappy urging, Loen had no choice but to summon his bronze chariot.

Anyway, the distance is still long, and Thebes is a place that conflicts with him, so he will think about it slowly on the way.

While comforting himself, Loen took the queen of heaven and headed towards Athens.