Chapter 241: Do You Also Desire To Be Conquered By Me?
As the number of living beings in the world gradually increased, the deepest primal law divine status of compassionate Hera began to urge her with unprecedented intensity at all times to fulfill her supreme sacred duty.
Silent and invisible calls, like invisible tides, from the stars, from the sea breeze, from the faint breaths of all things newly born, surged toward her endlessly and continuously.
The entire universe was whispering, urging, even begging her to unite with the great majestic Great Father God as soon as possible, to become the truly complete supreme Great Mother Goddess.
Only then could the sacred chariot of the universe’s development be fitted with another indispensable glorious wheel, achieving balance and stability, truly entering the brilliant orbit of the starry expanse, racing along the broad path of prosperity without hindrance.
The current state of the universe’s development was like a family with a father but no mother; though there was the correct guidance and order-building from Great Father God Zeus, it uniquely lacked the gentle nurturing and life nourishment from Great Mother Goddess Hera.
As such, it was naturally malnourished and growing slowly.
Before, the foundational laws of the universe were not yet perfected, and there were not many sentient beings needing to be “nurtured,” so it was fine.
But now, sentient beings had greatly increased, and newborn humans had already set foot on the initial path of civilization.
Yet the chariot capable of carrying the universe’s future still lacked an indispensable wheel, and the potential will of the entire universe was naturally extremely anxious and impatient.
Everything in the universe, in the deepest instinctual spirituality, was practically kneeling down to beg for Hera’s response.
Even the identity of Zeus as “Great Father God,” the ultimate completeness of his authority, was based on Hera’s authority as “Great Mother Goddess.”
Now, since He had not truly united with Hera, Zeus’s identity as “Great Father God” could not yet be considered to have reached the absolute supreme peak.
In principle, in the current universe, the greatest “Great Father God” was still that lofty first-generation God King Uranus.
The reason Zeus was so anxious was precisely because of this matter.
He truly could not afford to not hurry anymore.
If he did not hurry, those newly born fragile sentient mortal spirits would suffer greatly.
His beloved Hera, because of her love for him as deep and ultimate as the universe, and her adherence to the noble divine status as “Great Mother Goddess,” was unwilling to compromise.
She was unwilling both to share her beloved with other goddesses and to rob her beloved from other goddesses.
Especially since it was her friend’s beloved.
But this was not a lack of love for him, nor an unwillingness to unite with him.
On the contrary, it was precisely because her love was ultimate and singular.
In fact, she had already endured extreme hardship.
It could be said that she had endured countless times more hardship and difficulty than any Mother Goddess.
Other Mother Goddesses, even the noble Great Mother Goddess, their law origins were not purely “reproduction” and “fertility” after all.
Therefore, even though they instinctively yearned for the Great Father God, they could ultimately endure it.
But Hera was different.
She was the most purely Great Mother Goddess of Reproduction; her yearning for the Great Father God was naturally the strongest, most swift, and most urgent.
Without exception.
To this day, she had not taken the initiative to throw herself into his arms only because she was upholding the loyalty of her affection.
She regarded loyalty as the gentlest promise to the universe.
In principle, the Great Father God could be the spouse of all Mother Goddesses. In fact, Zeus was doing exactly that.
Conversely, the Great Mother Goddess could naturally gestate all spirits with any masculine being; she could even perform solitary breeding.
If “development” were the sole scale, for a Great Father God to be loyal only to one goddess would be extremely stupid and completely detrimental to the development of “existence.”
The same applied to the Great Mother Goddess.
However!
Hera was forever upholding her beloved!
She loved only this one god, Zeus, forever, and would be loyal only to this one god, Zeus, forever!
Thus, what she restrained was her own deepest, most primal, most powerful divine instinct.
This was the greatest suppression of her divine origin, even amounting to the most painful self-inflicted torment on her original divinity!
If Zeus were made to uphold like her, it would be absolutely impossible; Zeus absolutely could not do it.
He could not change his nature as “Lord of the Sky,” just as wind scatters in all directions, thunder branches out, clouds drift.
However, Zeus’s inability did not mean He was unaware of Hera’s noblest, most loyal love for him.
Nor was He unaware of the immense sacrifice Hera had made for him.
It was the sacrifice of suppressing her primal origin.
It was the cruel torment of her deepest divine status!
It was like forcing a male lion to eat grass, commanding sea fish to swim in the desert.
The pain was even more so.
What Hera endured was the deepest origin of the entire universe, a backlash pressure like endless tsunamis.
She could only block the tide with endurance, resist the storm with loyalty.
Although Zeus could not change his nature, He also felt the deepest guilt and compassion for Hera.
The God King who had left the Temple of Wisdom hovered high in the sky dome; His gaze descended, overlooking the newborn tribes in the mortal world.
Tiny, fragile, like ants in dust.
To Him, they were not even comparable to ants.
Humanity was arduously learning how to survive under the careful guidance of eleven gods.
Over a million little ones gathered in a small area on the earth, wandering in ignorance and disorder, utterly insignificant.
This world was far too vast and too dangerous for current humans; to put it bluntly, it was fraught with peril everywhere.
The development of civilization requires time and must not be forced prematurely.
Forcibly hastened civilization is but rootless duckweed, meaningless in existence, and unable to bring true progress to the universe.
After the nine Muses taught humans basic survival skills, they would return to Olympus.
Humans must ultimately rely on their own power to tread the true path.
Perhaps not the easiest, but certainly the longest-lasting.
As for Prometheus and his two brothers, Zeus was willing to grant humans a bit more mercy.
He was not in a hurry to recall Prometheus and his brothers, allowing them to watch over humans for a while longer.
The God King silently watched for a long time, confirmed everything was still on track, then turned and flew toward Hera’s divine palace.
At this moment, the God King’s heart was quite heavy.
The current situation required some tactics!
Getting Hera to take the initiative was absolutely impossible.
Her divine quality, her pride, would not allow her to take the initiative, at least not now.
Then
he could only deceive and sneak attack!
He had to give his beloved Hera a way to step down; once there was that step, the rest would be witnessed by the universe itself!
This time, Zeus did not transform into thunder and instantly descend into Hera’s hall, but rode auspicious clouds, slowly flying toward her divine mountain.
In the divine palace, the temporarily stationed Goddess Leto, with her exceedingly meticulous mind?
From afar, she had already noticed the God King’s unique auspicious clouds slowly drifting over.
Originally filled with worry due to not knowing the fate of her father god and mother goddess, she was immediately overjoyed.
With a light wave of her slender hand, she had changed into the most gorgeous gauze skirt woven from star and moon radiance, and carefully tightened the sash at her waist.
Binding her already slender waist even more delicately alluring, and deliberately accentuating her most prominent bountiful “treasure nursery,” as well as her evidently fertile, curvaceously plump peach.
With just this waist-binding, the seductive “nurturing” posture was perfectly outlined without reservation.
She hesitated slightly, but only for less than a breath, then quietly tugged her already taut collar a bit looser to the sides.
Ensuring that His Majesty the God King, with just a little attention, would certainly see much, much beautiful scenery. Those mountain peaks were picturesque, white and large, pink and tender.
As soon as Zeus descended from the clouds, he saw the silver-haired golden-eyed tender goddess approaching with graceful steps to welcome him.
In her naturally charming peach blossom eyes, autumn water brimmed, naturally overflowing with myriad amorousness.
The incorrigible God King was instantly dazzled.
His slightly heavy thoughts immediately dissipated by more than half, suddenly feeling the heaven and earth clear and bright.
As the saying goes, beauty is appetizing.
Seeing such a charming, delicate, peerlessly beautiful goddess, those unpleasant matters could be temporarily cast aside.
Failing to properly appreciate exquisite scenery while being suppressed by heavy matters would be truly unwise.
As a unwavering aestheticist God King, He, Zeus, was never such a god lacking in romance!
I, Zeus, never oppose joy and beauty!
“Leto pays respects to His Greatness the God King, wishing Your Majesty holy peace.” Before the words finished, the bountiful alluring Leto had arrived before him.
She curtsied gracefully, bowing, curves surging like tides, causing the thunder to halt instantly.
With just this bow, the perfect angle nearly made the sharp-eyed God King dizzy.
Zeus smiled warmly, praising softly with a smile: “Long time no see, beautiful Leto, you are even more radiant and alluring.”
Praised directly by the God King, Goddess Leto slowly raised her naturally amorous, lustrous watery peach blossom eyes, softly replying: “Thank you, Your Majesty, for the lavish praise.”
“It is precisely under Your shelter that Leto can live happily and safely in the sacred Olympus. The Goddess of Reproduction treats Leto with profound kindness; all this is Your Majesty’s supreme bounty.”
But upon hearing this, he noticed the newly added “nurturing” authority on Leto.
The amorous thoughts that had just arisen in Zeus’s heart quietly dissipated again.
Leto and Asteria were the only two treasure daughters of Primal Titan Coeus and Phoebe.
This couple who deeply loved their daughters naturally gave them everything best.
Leto’s original law origin was “insight,” “deduction,” “clarity,” “serenity,” “depth,” and the “inner light” from the divinity of the God of Intelligence.
While Asteria’s law origin was “brilliance,” “glory,” “radiance,” “dazzling,” “radiance.”
The law of “nurturing” was not innate to her; it was granted by Hera.
Though the sisters were implicated by their parents and now served before Hera without substantial honor,
this did not mean they were insignificant goddesses.
Their origins flowed with the purest bloodline of two Primal Titans; they were genuinely noble second-generation Titans, indisputably top great goddesses!
They only appeared as obedient little daughters before the great God King Zeus.
Before any other gods, they would absolutely not be so humble.
Across the entire universe, few had nobler origins than these sisters.
For the sake of being one family, the gods would never bully these two goddesses.
As for those currently higher in status but less noble in origin, gods and nymphs, they absolutely dared not casually bully them either.
These two goddesses might seem delicate and gentle, but their fists were equally hard!
Not something ordinary gods and nymphs could casually trifle with.
Moreover, they were favored close gods by Goddess Hera’s side, so even fewer dared offend them lightly.
The mere fact that Leto received the “nurturing” law personally granted by Hera was enough to prove Hera’s regard and trust in her.
Any law was exceedingly precious.
Especially the “nurturing” law essential for the reproduction of all living beings.
It was precisely seeing this law that should belong solely to Hera on her that completely extinguished the amorousness that had just ignited in Zeus’s heart.
Hera
Her reproductive desire, the most powerful maternal impulse from the origin of the universe, was now utterly impossible to suppress.
Originally, with this law of “nurturing,” as long as Hera willed it, whether uniting with other beings or gestating alone, it would suffice to birth an independent, true god.
A powerful true god subordinate to Hera’s authority.
But Hera did not do so.
She even forcibly restrained the thought of solitary gestation.
Even though she could no longer resist the universe’s pleas, no longer forcibly suppress the fertility desire erupting like a volcano, she merely first derived this law.
And right after deriving this law, before divinity was born, she immediately separated it from her own origin.
Then generously granted it to Leto, integrating it into Leto’s divinity.
Zeus naturally knew why his beloved Hera did this.
Hera wanted only to gestate their child with him.
She would not consider any other being besides him. She even forcibly excluded the option of solitary gestation.
The Great Mother Goddess silently cut a piece of her own tenderness in silence, placing it in His divine embrace, fulfilling the universe’s urgency while upholding her unique one in her heart.
Faced with such deep and resolute affection, a sweet yet heavy warmth flowed through the God King’s heart.
Zeus’s gaze slightly lowered; His thoughts sank once more into the deep sea of love named Hera.
The wind still gently blew; the clouds still shone brilliantly; the beautiful goddess still stood respectfully by his side.
But the God King had remembered anew his sole and most important purpose for this visit.
No matter how promiscuous Zeus was, at this moment, He truly had no interest in any other goddesses.
Facing Leto’s respectful flattery, Zeus merely smiled lightly, said no more, and asked warmly: “Is my beloved Hera in the hall now?”
Not receiving the follow-up she desired, Leto felt a slight loss in her heart, but her expression remained calm and composed.
She still wore her softest, gentlest smile, softly saying: “Your Majesty, Your Excellency has been in low spirits lately and is not in the hall at the moment.”
“Your Excellency has lately often gone wandering on the vast earth to distract herself.”
“If Your Majesty has important matters to find Your Excellency, please enter the hall to rest first; I will go invite the main god back for you.”
Zeus was momentarily speechless, silently saying nothing.
Seeing the God King pause without advancing, expression inscrutable, Leto took half a step forward, saying in an even gentler tone: “Your Majesty, forgive Leto’s offense; there are some words Leto wonders if she should say.”
Zeus raised his eyes, looking at this seemingly gentle and delicate goddess, whose brows often carried a trace of melancholy expression.
This goddess’s actual temperament likely did not match the qualities she displayed.
The daughter of the God of Intelligence, future mother of the dazzling Apollo and the wild untamable Artemis—how could she truly be a simple, weak goddess?
This was also a goddess who could exterminate entire families with a single word!
Zeus’s lips curved in a smile, softly saying: “Before me, what cannot be said directly? Daughter of wise Coeus, your words must be ones that should be said.”
Leto slightly lowered her head, maintaining perfectly appropriate deference, and only after hearing Zeus’s words did she softly reply:
“Respected Your Majesty, Hera the main god is the gentlest and most loving god. Her love for all spirits of the universe is no less than Your love for all spirits; You and she are equally the most compassionate great deities.”
“But undoubtedly, Your Excellency loves most the most radiant and majestic You. It is precisely because of Your love that Hera the main god likewise cherishes all spirits.”
“Your Excellency is a god who upholds her beloved; she upholds the precious principle of ‘loyalty,’ and thus has always suffered torment in the agony of love.”
“I am a foolish minor god, but I can see that Your Excellency is not unwilling to receive Your radiant great love. She… she is just too gentle.”
“The Goddess of Reproduction, she and You are both noble children of Cronus, both children of the great Eternal Goddess Queen Rhea. She possesses the noblest divine quality, is the gentlest and kindest, yet never lacks tenacity and stubbornness.”
“However,” Leto’s voice paused here, her tone carrying a faint empathetic sigh, “as a goddess, I can understand that no matter how strong any goddess is, when encountering the love of her lifetime, her heart is only vulnerable.”
At this point, Leto boldly slowly raised her head, looking straight at Zeus.
In her golden, naturally amorous peach blossom eyes, there brewed restrained yet profound affection, quietly gazing at the God King.
Waves shimmered in her eyes, brimming with emotion, as if her own divinity had melted within, ready to offer to His Majesty the God King at any moment.
But in just an instant, she quickly lowered her gaze, resuming her deference, softly saying: “Great Your Majesty, You are the most radiant master. We all wish to draw near You, yet fear being harmed by Your overly scorching radiance.”
“For we are ultimately merely emotional and fragile minor goddesses; often, we lack the courage to take initiative, but in truth, we ceaselessly yearn to be conquered.”
“By analogy, I believe no goddess would not wish to be embraced in Your powerful arms, into the firmest embrace.”
“Great Your Majesty,” her voice lowered further, carrying a seductive undertone, “Hera the main god is wandering in the mortal world; she currently has no living beings accompanying her, which is her most lonely and vulnerable time.”
“Perhaps, You could go properly comfort Your Excellency’s wounded heart.”
“What she most desires at this moment is certainly only You.”
Zeus quietly watched this bold-speaking, eloquent goddess before him, deeply feeling that having her merely as Hera’s attendant was somewhat underutilizing her talents.
She truly saw things clearly, and her courage was considerable. The timing of her proactive advance was perfectly grasped.
Zeus neither affirmed nor denied Leto’s advice; He had come with his mind already set.
He merely looked deeply at Leto, then suddenly stepped forward.
Under Leto’s slightly surprised gaze, He raised his hand, with a rather frivolous and presumptuous motion, lifting the goddess’s smooth chin, forcing her to raise her head.
The serene Goddess Leto felt a start in her heart, but her expression showed no panic whatsoever.
She followed His Majesty the God King’s motion, softly raising her head; her naturally amorous peach blossom eyes shimmered with watery light, not concealing the least bit the coquettish charm willing to be conquered by the God King.
Zeus chuckled lightly: “Then, beautiful Leto, serene and gentle Leto, do you also yearn to be conquered by me?”
Gentle Leto showed no hesitation, saying in a coquettish voice almost dripping with water: “Your Majesty, yes, I likewise yearn. And I have long been conquered by You.”
“Whether me or my sister, it is the same. You are forever our sole conqueror.”
As she replied, the smile on Zeus’s face never faded.
However, the instant her words fell, that smile suddenly vanished, as if it had never existed.
