While Zeus and the goddess of wisdom were being affectionate, the unruly His Majesty Poseidon, Lord of the Seas, seized the opportunity and, holding a heavy golden cup, swaggered over to Hera, who was alone in a corner drinking in sullen silence.
Hera, already feeling depressed and upset, felt her head begin to ache again just at the sight of Poseidon's figure.
This tactless fool had come again.
After Zeus had previously announced that he also had Themis and Mnemosyne, these two great goddesses as wives, the envious, jealous, and unwilling to be lonely Sea King also began searching for the wife he wanted.
Poseidon didn't care about feelings or emotions. In his view, those were insignificant minor issues.
His requirements had only two points.
First, she must possess ultimate beauty and prettiness.
Second, her divinity and authority must be sufficiently powerful to add bricks and tiles to his vast sea and increase his strength.
Beauty was still a minor issue, because among goddesses, few were not beautiful.
Then the most important thing was that her own strength and authority must be sufficiently powerful.
Moreover, it would be best if they were those goddesses who originally supported Zeus.
This way, he could greatly weaken the forces around Zeus and strengthen his own power, thereby achieving the goal of one waning as the other waxed.
Of course, the Oceanic lineage was excluded.
Although from the perspective of authority compatibility, the goddesses of the Ocean were the most suitable.
The daughters of the Ocean were each incomparably beautiful, and goddesses with good personalities and formidable strength were not lacking at all.
But the Oceanic lineage was too strong, their influence and power were excessively strong.
Moreover, the Ocean's authority was too close and similar to his own. The sea and ocean were adjacent, and the Ocean already occupied half the sea.
Poseidon truly feared that after a marriage alliance, if he wasn't careful, he would be sidelined.
The daughters of the Ocean could be lovers, but not wives!
Poseidon looked here and there, his heart growing more envious, jealous, and hateful!
The most powerful great goddesses in the universe, especially the single goddesses among the primordial Titans, except for his own mother goddess, were all Zeus's!
And the goddess of wisdom he most coveted was also Zeus's!
There was also that Oceanic goddess called Dione, who looked so alluring, and she already had a child with Zeus!
Damn you, Zeus!
Why are all the good goddesses yours!
After thinking back and forth, forth and back, Poseidon still turned his gaze toward his own sisters.
He truly couldn't look favorably upon those nymphs and minor goddesses. The most powerful authorities in the current universe were left with only his three sisters.
So Poseidon, using Zeus as an example, while Zeus and the great gods were weaving the Divine Order, simultaneously launched pursuit of the three goddesses!
That's right, he very confidently launched pursuit of the three goddesses simultaneously.
Among them, the one he favored most was naturally still Hera.
Because Hera was the strongest, most beautiful, most steadfast, and her authority was the most important.
Moreover, Hera's authority was not under Zeus's direct control.
Hestia and Demeter had both already placed their authority under Zeus.
But not to mention Hera, even the gentlest Hestia flatly refused and told him not to have such thoughts anymore.
As for Demeter, after he revealed his intentions, he never had another chance to see Demeter.
Demeter spat at him several times in her heart: 'Poseidon has truly lost his mind. How could he have such an overreaching foolish idea?'
As for Hera, she naturally also extremely firmly and clearly refused.
But Poseidon was not the kind of god who gave up easily, even though the other party had already clearly refused.
He still shamelessly continued pursuing the three goddesses Hera, making all three of them greatly disturbed.
But there was no real solution. After all, he was still their own brother. Stupid was a bit stupid, temper was also a bit poor, but ultimately he was still their own god.
The three goddesses of gentle and graceful temperament could only ask mother goddess Rhea to warn and dissuade Poseidon.
But Poseidon simply wouldn't listen. Even after repeatedly being scolded by mother goddess Rhea, he still went his own way, stubbornly unrepentant.
Making it so Hera and the others could only avoid him.
Poseidon also understood a bit about Hera's feelings for Zeus. He wasn't stupid and couldn't possibly not see it. About this, he was extremely unconvinced in his heart.
Everyone was a son of Kronos, a son of sacred Rhea. Why did Zeus get the love of all goddesses?
In terms of strength, well, wasn't it just a little bit different?
In terms of authority, well, wasn't it also just a little bit different?
In terms of status, everyone was a king. Never mind what kind of king, anyway all were kings!
In terms of divine character, mine was definitely better! Zeus was so wishy-washy, how could he compare to my straightforward confidence!
In terms of appearance, mine was definitely better too! This was beyond question! Even mother goddess praised my good looks!
Regarding Hera's divine character, Poseidon understood a bit. Hera was steadfast and pure about love and absolutely could not accept Zeus's philandering.
Zeus already had so many wives. Hera would absolutely not submit to him!
He was different. He could guarantee only one wife!
Lovers were lovers, that was different.
Looking across the universe, besides himself, there was no more suitable candidate!
Poseidon was very confident.
Unfortunately, all the goddesses avoided him, giving him really no opportunities.
As for now, Poseidon had truly chosen the wrong timing even more.
When Zeus wasn't there, Hera was too lazy to deal with him. Now that Zeus was present, she was even more afraid of causing Zeus the slightest misunderstanding.
Moreover, her mood really wasn't very good right now.
The wild Lord of the Vast Sea ran before Hera and began fawning, conveniently disparaging Zeus a couple of times.
He said in an exaggerated tone: "Oh~ illustrious and radiant Hera, at this lively feast, the banquet of the gods, why are you alone in this dark corner?"
He glanced at Zeus surrounded by numerous goddesses, full of envy, but his mouth said: "Could it be because an unvirtuous god has wounded your noble heart?"
"You must know, faithful pure love is the most rare virtue, not every god can possess it."
Hera slowly closed her golden eyes, an wave of deep and weary helplessness rising in her heart, quite speechless at Poseidon's incurable stupidity and nonsensical confidence.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the fire in her chest, opened her golden eyes and glared fiercely at Poseidon. Her usually gentle tone now became icy. She sternly rebuked: "Poseidon, don't force me to hit you when I'm in a bad mood!"
"Now, immediately, at once disappear from my sight!"
"Otherwise, even in this banquet hall of the gods, I will severely teach you a lesson!"
Poseidon was stunned, completely unable to imagine Hera's reaction would be so intense.
Although in the past she had always clearly refused each time, the gentle and loving sisters had never spoken such merciless harsh words to their own god.
Looking at Hera's expression that clearly wasn't joking, especially the obviously surging fierce color in her brilliant golden pupils, Poseidon was scared and shuddered in his heart.
He was very clear that although Hera was usually gentle and kind, when she truly got angry, her fists were also very hard.
He couldn't beat Hera.
Moreover, if they really fought, Zeus would definitely help Hera and not him. Zeus wouldn't hesitate for a moment to stand by Hera's side. About this point, he still had some awareness in his heart.
This was beyond doubt.
Seeing Hera's expression becoming increasingly impatient, Poseidon immediately turned and walked away, extremely prudent, not daring to hesitate in the slightest.
However, he was still unwilling in his heart. As he walked, he muttered in a low voice, saying something like: "It wasn't even me who provoked you, why are you so angry at me, even taking it out on me..."
Before he finished speaking, from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of that purple-gold figure already resolutely rising, divine power surging, obviously preparing to take action.
Poseidon was instantly so frightened he shut his mouth, swallowing all the remaining words back into his stomach. Divine power infused his legs, transforming into a phantom, and in a flash he ran without a trace.
Obediently following Hera's words, he completely disappeared from before her eyes.
Everything foolish Poseidon did, even all his clumsy actions during the time Zeus was weaving the Divine Order, Zeus knew clearly in his heart.
The divine lord holding Metis in his arms was already furiously cursing in his heart: 'Foolish Poseidon! Bastard! You dare target my most beloved Hera, you wait for me!'
'Your wife is mine!'
The God-King's fury churned in the sea of his heart, but his face remained calm.
He gently released the wise Metis from his embrace, whispering two sentences by her ear in a voice like a breeze that only they could hear.
Hearing this, Metis turned her gaze toward that proud yet lonely figure of her good friend in the distant corner. A trace of understanding and an imperceptible sigh flashed through her clear eyes, then she resentfully glanced at her beloved God-King.
'My love, my king, how many goddesses have had their hearts and spirits broken for you? In the future, how many more goddesses will ignite the flames of jealousy for you?'
However, the intelligent and considerate Metis still took the initiative to release her arms wrapped around Zeus, and with the demeanor of a principal wife, smilingly gathered several powerful goddesses including Demeter, Nyx, and Mnemosyne to her side, initiating a private conversation belonging exclusively to the goddesses, temporarily isolating all disturbances for the God-King.
These scheming little harlot gods must be properly disciplined!
She must make them clearly recognize who was the true mistress of Olympus!
Only then did Zeus slowly walk toward the corner where Hera was. Along the way, the gods rose one after another, humbly raising their cups to toast him, though no one without sense detained him for long conversation.
And Hera, that pure-hearted Hera, that steadfast Hera, that gentle Hera, just stared blankly at the God-King beloved in her heart, passing through the reverence of the gods, step by step, walking toward her.
Her heartbeat missed a beat in that instant, then drummed like war drums.
She quickly stood up, seemingly casually yet with a trace of carefully concealed caution, lightly smoothing the folds of her purple-gold silk dress, adjusting the golden laurel crown in her hair.
All these minute, pretending-to-be-composed actions fell entirely into Zeus's eyes, making him unable to help the corners of his mouth rise, curving into an arc of indulgence.
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