"Your Majesty, he might be coming for you intentionally, you must be very careful."
"The Divine King's lovers are not limited to one, maybe it's so goddess who requested their help..."
Boom--
In just one night, Hera exploded with her power for the third ti.
Only this ti, it wasn't for any other reason, but because of the stupidity and audacity of these sea nymphs.
What a joke, it's one thing to replace Zeus' lovers, but to think of ascending to the position of the Heavenly Empress?
Let alone anyone else, let's see if Zeus himself would agree to this!
Moreover, even if we take ten thousand steps back and assu this is true... who are you to discuss this with here!
"Enough--!"
Coldly reprimanding them, under the oppressive might of the Heavenly Empress, the seven nymphs and sea nymphs were already pressed to the ground, struggling to breathe.
After a while, seemingly slightly cald down, Hera glanced at them coldly, ultimately refraining from delivering the killing blow.
"I know you are afraid I will bla you for this... but that is no reason for such absurd excuses."
"I will investigate who exactly is behind this myself, there's no need for you to make baseless speculations here."
"Now, tell , is there anything you haven't told about the entity that invaded my garden?"
"Your Majesty, yes!"
Struggling to speak, a sea nymph cried out, "He said his na is Heracles--"
Huh?
As if realizing sothing crucial, a thought flashed through the sea nymph's mind.
Hera's Glory... such a strange na...
Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam--
Seven muffled sounds, and in the final mont, she held back a bit.
The seven sea nymphs and nymphs were sent flying, imdiately losing consciousness.
Looking grim, Hera felt as if she had been played for a fool.
Heracles, was it truly him, the son of Zeus and that mortal woman? It seems he is undergoing so so-called 'trials'?
"Take them into custody, I will deal with them when I return!"
She said coldly. Although Hera thought these sea nymphs and nymphs were sowhat foolish, there was one thing they wouldn't dare lie about, the Golden Apples must be gone.
Heracles, you dare to seize my entire garden in one fell swoop?
Rage welled up in her heart, but at this mont, the Heavenly Empress also noticed a critical issue.
Could it be that the hundred-headed dragon Ladon was truly killed by them? She hadn't really focused on this matter.
After all, she is not the Sea God, and rarely exercises her authority as the Heavenly Empress.
"If that's the case..."
With this thought in mind, Hera stood up and flew out of Mount Olympus.
So Golden Apples were a minor issue, the whereabouts of Hebe were her primary concern now.
If after all these years, this human had beco so capable, then perhaps she could make use of him.
"I wonder where Zephyrus has gone, it is best to leave this matter to him..."
Silently contemplating, Hera flew away.
In the place she had left, a long ti after her departure, accompanied by painful groans, several sea nymphs woke up from unconsciousness.
"... What... what happened?"
A trace of confusion flashed in their eyes, then as if rembered sothing, the sea nymphs wore an expression of realization.
Heracles... could he be the illegitimate son of the Heavenly Empress? No wonder he claid the Golden Apples were his rightful reward!
With this realization ca a sudden wave of despair.
Oh heavens... she hadn't recognized the offspring of the Heavenly Empress and even went to complain to Hera herself, what to do now...
A flash of fear crossed her face, but in the next mont, it was replaced by resoluteness.
"I can't resign myself to this!"
Lightly clenching her fist, the sea nymph knew, having discovered such a secret, Hera might not have killed them imdiately, only to avoid drawing too much attention by acting impulsively.
But once Hera ca to her senses, she would have a thousand and one reasons to execute her.
So the question is, looking around Olympus, who else could save her life?
"Divine King, I need to report this to him!"
"Yes, only His Majesty can save now!"
As if clutching the last straw, the sea nymph was overwheld with excitent.
As long as she could continue to accuse Heracles of his misdeeds, Zeus might also accidentally discover Heracles' true identity, as she had.
Whether this thod would work or not, she had to believe it would... closing her eyes again, she continued to feign unconsciousness.
She seed to be locked up now, though nobody thought she could escape from Olympus, so the security of her cell was extrely lax. But she couldn't leave rashly.
She needed to find a day when she was sure to et the Divine King, and it had to be before Hera returned.
Silently praying, the sea nymph hoped that day would co soon.
At the sa ti, a sense of annoyance flickered in her heart.
She just wanted to eat a few Golden Apples, was that wrong? How did things escalate to this extent without her realizing it?
Nonetheless, what's done is done. She had to tell herself that if anything else happened because of this, it wouldn't be her fault, and she need not bear any responsibility for it.
Yes... the true culprit was that mortal.
Heracles it is, once the Divine King discovers your true identity, he will personally make sure you et a grim end.
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On the earth below, as the Heavenly Empress left the Mount of the Gods, the battle between the evil creatures and the archbishop continued.
However, facing the rare demigod priest in the mortal realm, no matter how powerful the ancient evil creatures, they were destined to be defeated by the twelve blazing heaven divine servants and the projection of the divine artifact.
The outco was already clear, and the archbishop's prior prayers had not been answered by any angels.
In fact, approaching the imminent confrontation with Ares, a special divine decree descended, delivered to two others who spread the glory of the Lord in the mortal realm.
Respectfully receiving the divine decree, the two archbishops conferred for a mont.
Their accounts of what happened in Nafplio quickly reached a consensus.
But unlike in the past, this ti a certain archbishop, historically radical and fervent, relinquished his stance, accepting the other's perspective.
Because the other told him, in matters like this, such a statent would likely cause most uninford mortals to misunderstand the Lord's glory... but his statent would be different.
"Speech is an art."
The old man said, and the old woman finally chose to accept it.
But once the decision was made, they did the sa thing, which was to relay the events to the Goddess of the Magic Net.
Allowing wizards to control the mystery lock had proven to be a wrong decision. They gradually realized that perhaps for wizards above legendary rank, coexistence with the church was indeed difficult.
Because they sought longevity, strength, and ascension to godhood... but the church did not.
Longevity was never sothing humans were ant to attain, and in seeking it, wizards would almost inevitably touch upon taboos.
Slaying one wave, another would rise... expelling one wave, another would co anew.
A certain decision was brewing in the old woman's mind, but regardless of her intentions, she could not bypass the existence of the Goddess of the Magic Net, Hecate.
So on the earth below, as the war on the young archbishop's side against the evil creatures neared its end, in the starry skies, on an unnad desolate star, Hecate received three ssages from different sources.
One from Chiron, one from the young man with him, and another from the front line welcoming Ares.
rely glancing at the ssages, Hecate chose not to read any of them.
She simply moved her fingers and erased them casually from the Star Space.
"... Hecate"
Beside the girl in the red dress, a silver chariot stood by.
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