Chapter 214: Brave Zeus, Fear No Difficulties!
Clymene took a light breath before beginning to say: “The wise Goddess of Wisdom, the erudite Civilization Memory Goddess, the great Goddess of Agriculture and Harvest, as well as the warm yet powerful Master of Fire, and also, beside the esteemed Goddess of Reproduction and Fertility, Goddess Leto, have all come to request an audience with you.”
“Additionally,” Clymene leaned slightly closer to Zeus and reminded him in an extremely soft voice: “Your Excellencies Hestia and Demeter are right now waiting for you inside the hall.”
“And Amalthea, she is also waiting for you in your divine palace.”
Hearing this string of names like a menu report, Zeus immediately felt dizzy and wanted to turn around and leave right away.
In fact, He instinctively turned to leave, but Clymene was quick-eyed and deft-handed; she gently tugged at a corner of Zeus’s robe and released it in an instant.
She softly reminded him: “Your Majesty, Your Excellency Hestia is extremely low-spirited, and Your Excellency Demeter is also deeply lost.”
Hearing this, Zeus halted his movement.
He thought to himself that he really couldn’t leave; he had almost thought it was Hera.
As long as Hera wasn’t there, everything could be easily resolved.
He secretly glanced at Clymene and thought to himself: All Daughters of the Ocean, disturbing my mind! Ruining my thoughts!
He lightly coughed and then said calmly: “I just suddenly remembered something, but it’s not really important. My beloved radiant goddesses are the most important.”
“I truly don’t know what could make those radiant smiles disappear from their beautiful faces. Let’s go, we’ll head back right now.”
Clymene quickly blinked her bright eyes, as lustrous as the polar ice sea, looked at Zeus’s quite interesting expression, and softly said: “It must be something extremely important to both Your Excellencies.”
Hearing this, Zeus’s eyebrow slightly twitched; He narrowed his eyes and looked at Clymene.
The gaze from this Oceanid Goddess just now, He had clearly felt it.
Clymene immediately felt a pang of guilt; she hurriedly showed an apologetic, flattering smile, her gaze shifting to the side, not daring to meet the God King’s gaze directly.
She inwardly cried out in alarm: Clymene, Clymene, you are still a Sinful God right now! You must watch your boundaries!
Zeus had no mood to quibble with her for the moment; there were still three【 two（ one）】 goddesses inside the hall who truly needed comforting.
Hestia was the gentlest and doted on him the most; she would be easy to coax.
The silly Maia was also the most obedient; this dazed goddess would be even easier to coax.
Only Demeter, this seemingly gentle and affectionate Goddess of Harvest, actually had immense jealousy, a small mind, and a bit of a temper too.
He had clearly promised her to announce her as his wife as soon as possible, but then this happened again.
With her petty temper, she must be greatly dissatisfied and would probably make a big fuss.
Zeus pondered inwardly for a moment and then settled on a plan.
Small issue! Easy to solve!
Brave Zeus, not afraid of difficulties!
His Majesty the God King glared at Clymene not very seriously and said: “Hurry up and go.”
The guilty Clymene felt relieved upon hearing this, nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly led Zeus back to the divine palace ahead of him.
The several star goddesses and rain nymphs standing in attendance before the hall exchanged glances full of meaning upon seeing the God King return.
Their gazes mostly carried a hint of schadenfreude, with smiles aimed at watching the spectacle.
Of course, a few perceptive young goddesses quietly hid a trace of barely perceptible jealousy.
Though their status was as subordinate gods and attendants by Zeus’s side.
But between gods and gods, there were no such strict and troublesome rules as among mortals.
Gods were gods, after all.
Zeus was even less a God King who liked to always put on airs; He was a mild and approachable god, a generous and merciful father of all spirits.
He would certainly not truly treat these lovely young goddesses as the Sinful God’s kin.
Treating the gods by his side harshly—such fools often did not meet a good outcome.
So Zeus always treated them with great doting.
In informal settings, privately, these noble-born goddesses and nymphs were quite casual.
They even dared to tease and joke with their great God King.
They were all young goddesses in the bloom of youth, all with lively and charming dispositions.
Even the most refined and elegant eldest sister Maia occasionally revealed a girlish nature.
What Zeus liked was this warm and close atmosphere; the newly joined Iris and Alke had also quickly blended into this relatively harmonious collective.
The reason Clymene could integrate so quickly into the God King’s divine palace environment was because she had personally experienced the atmosphere of how her granddaughters’ generation children interacted here with His Majesty the God King.
And it was precisely this atmosphere that made her finally certain that as long as she did her duties well, requesting His Majesty to forgive her foolish child later was not impossible.
In the past, when the children returned to the ocean to reunite with their parents, she saw that their moods and complexions were extremely good.
So she knew that His Majesty must treat them well.
But she never imagined that it was far more than just treating them well—it was outright doting.
From the children’s private discussions, His Majesty the God King was truly extremely good-tempered in daily life!
Except
That was normal too; His Majesty was a god with his own preferences, which was normal.
Clymene thought of Prometheus again and inwardly sighed; His Majesty the God King truly valued the gods by his side.
To be fair, being His Majesty’s subordinate god and staying by his side was really quite nice!
Thinking of this, Clymene inwardly cursed Menoetius’s stupidity ten thousand times over!
If he could have loyally served His Majesty the God King properly, how could any of this have happened?!
How could I have given birth to such a stupid child!
Zeus currently had no mood to probe what exactly Clymene was thinking.
He pulled Maia aside alone and asked in an extremely soft voice: “My most lovely Maia, what’s the situation inside the hall right now?”
Maia was the foremost of the Seven Pleiades, the eldest daughter of Atlas and the Oceanid Goddess Pleione, in whom they took the most pride.
She perfectly inherited all the merits of the Star Giant God and the Oceanid Goddess.
She had a head of jet-black lustrous beautiful hair, like the silk of the night curtain, flowing smoothly down to her soft and slender waist.
And a pair of bright, silver-gray beautiful large eyes.
These eyes were lively and brilliant, just like her stellar essence, incomparably beautiful and captivating.
Her figure was also extremely tall.
Even standing on the steps, her long knees were still higher than the waists of the sisters beside her.
And not only long, her proportions were also perfectly ideal.
Her thighs were toned and plump, her calves long and straight, and her ankles slender and graceful.
From the root of her thighs to her ankles, there was not the slightest excess.
Every inch of the lines in between was meticulously drawn according to the most perfect golden ratio.
Just like a pair of exquisitely carved smooth jade pillars, supporting a dazzling “exceptional” length.
Her divine body height, in normal manifestation, was comparable even to Zeus’s.
On this, Zeus dared to guarantee its authenticity by his name.
He had personally examined it carefully by hand.
As for her figure, Zeus could only say it combined the magnificence of stars with the tenderness of the ocean.
As the eldest of the Seven Pleiades, her temperament was also the most serene and dignified, refined and insightful.
Among Atlas’s twelve flower-like daughters, the one He favored most was this eldest daughter Maia.
Maia gently pursed her cherry-red delicate lips, her gaze toward Zeus hiding complexity.
She softly replied: “Your Majesty, Your Excellency Hestia is quite low-spirited; she hasn’t said much since arriving.”
“And Your Excellency Demeter… her mood is probably, perhaps… indeed not very good.”
“She seems to have a big opinion; Your Majesty may need to put in extra effort.”
“Goddess Amalthea is currently chatting with them. Your Excellency Demeter quite likes Goddess Amalthea and is very close with her.”
Zeus nodded thoughtfully, feeling even more reassured inwardly.
Looking at this Maia before him, who also seemed a bit low-spirited, he couldn’t help teasing: “Then my lovely Maia, do you have anything making you unhappy?”
Hearing this, Maia’s pretty face slightly flushed.
She turned her gaze to the side and softly said: “N-no. Being able to serve by Your Majesty’s side, what could make me unhappy?”
Zeus smiled slightly and, taking advantage of her inattention, quickly kissed her delicate cheek.
Then he softly said: “I was a bit unhappy earlier. But now I’m happy. Thank you, my most lovely Maia.”
The goddess Maia showed no panic at this; she merely quietly glanced at her sisters secretly peeking from not far away.
After confirming no god had seen, she gave Zeus a look tinged with a hint of resentment.
This wasn’t the first time for such things; she had already grown accustomed to it.
His Majesty the God King always liked to sneak these little intimacies with her.
Though she quite liked and anticipated it too.
But for the unity and friendship among sisters, she still needed to keep it low-key.
Having steeled his mentality fully and thought of how to take the initiative, Zeus then boldly entered his divine palace.
Upon entering, he saw the innocent and lively Amalthea chatting happily with Demeter.
The two goddesses were already sitting together, even holding hands as they talked.
