"Mother, Mother, don't you think this wreath is pretty?"
"It's pretty, Little Mordred is so good."
"Mother, Mother, don't you think this little lion is cute?"
"Cute, yes, but isn't this the one your King Father keeps?"
"I caught it."
Zeus could completely imagine Liya's anxious expression right now.
Liya had an extraordinary obsession with lions, an obsession that was no less than her appetite.
A month had passed since Mordred was adopted, and everyone had gotten used to this heir to the throne who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
However, Liya's gossip had more than doubled recently, and no one knew who spread it (Good: Hehe), making Liya constantly seek out Zeus to explain.
Zeus had long known that she couldn't possibly be unfaithful, so she had already forgiven her, but her flustered appearance was too amusing, so Zeus couldn't resist teasing her.
"Princess Mordred, your morning lessons have begun; your teacher is already waiting for you."
Nasha, who had been in the background for a while, said to Little Mordred, who was clinging to Zeus.
"No, I want to spend more time with Mother!"
Little Mordred felt the warmth of a mother's love for the first time and became deeply infatuated with the feeling, not wanting to leave Zeus's side for a single step.
"Be good, Little Mordred.
When you grow up and inherit the throne, you can play however you want."
Zeus said the 'well-intentioned lie' that every parent says, just like when elders give you New Year's money, but your mother takes it away when you get home, smiling and telling you to save it for when you grow up, only for you to never see that New Year's money again.
"Hmm! Little Mordred will listen to Mother.
When Little Mordred grows up, Little Mordred will protect Mother for a lifetime."
Stretching out her hands to hug Zeus's thigh, Little Mordred made an innocent vow.
"Then I'll wait for my little Knight to protect me!"
Hearing Zeus's reply, Little Mordred happily ran off.
"Queen."
"Don't say it, I know everything.
No matter what, she is my child now."
Zeus stopped Nasha's words.
Of course, she knew what the other party wanted to say.
It was nothing more than that the other party was not her biological child, that being good to her might result in an ungrateful person in the future.
But Zeus, who was familiar with the history of this world, knew that this child in front of her was just a poor little baby with a difficult fate.
Her birth was a tragedy.
That artificial body contained a lot of polar growth agents, with no consideration for how long this child would live.
Mordred, born as a tool, was now just a pitiful child in front of Zeus, so Zeus decided to let her have a beautiful childhood.
"I know you're there, Liya.
Come out!"
After sending Nasha back to her palace, Zeus stood in place and spoke to Liya, who was lying in the grass, and then saw Liya, holding another little lion, emerge from the bushes.
"Why won't you have children with me?"
Liya looked at Zeus with a complicated expression.
She had heard everything that was said just now.
She knew that since Mordred appeared, Zeus's current situation was very awkward.
The Queen had not given birth to a child of the King, while some unknown woman had already had a child of the King.
This was a slap in the face for Guinevere, who was the Queen.
"I've said it before, you don't understand love, so everything is off the table."
Still the same words from five years ago, Zeus said them and then left the garden to return to her palace, leaving Liya in thought.
"I'm sorry, Liya.
Rather than letting you get involved in this meaningless struggle, it's better to nip your thoughts in the bud."
As Zeus walked, she gently stroked her lower abdomen, feeling the life energy within, and apologized to Liya in her heart.
Just as Zeus was conflicted, in another world.
"Not bad, little girl, you fought with me for three days and three nights."
Poseidon gritted her teeth, looking at the shield in Athena's hand.
It was really a troublesome thing, with super strong defense, completely impenetrable.
If it weren't for this thing, this damn little girl would have been pierced through by her by now.
"I apologize for Pallas, but I will never hand over the statue of Mother Goddess to you.
Who knows what conspiracy you have to harm my Mother Goddess."
While defending against Poseidon's furious attacks, Athena mocked Poseidon.
The shield given by King Father was now fully capable of defending against the opponent's attacks.
She now wanted to know who was allied with Poseidon, and she wanted to provoke this low-IQ, high-combat-power fellow again.
If it weren't for this shield, she would have died at Poseidon's hands long ago.
She was very clear about this, so she disdained Poseidon's intelligence but admired her combat power.
"You little girl, how could I harm my own sister?
Tell me your King Father's identity, and I can spare your life.
What do you say?"
Unexpectedly, Poseidon learned her lesson this time.
She did not fall into Athena's linguistic trap but began to inquire with Athena in a negotiating tone.
"It's not impossible to tell you, King Father, how did you get here?"
Just as Athena was about to agree to Poseidon's words, Athena suddenly looked at Poseidon's back in surprise, startling Poseidon, who quickly turned around to look, but saw nothing.
Then, a pain in her head, and she fainted.
"First, let you be numbed by a long battle, then verbally mislead you, then attract your attention.
Sure enough, the Sea King didn't bring her brain out today, a little boring."
While wiping the bloodstains off the shield, Athena spoke to the unconscious Poseidon with a completely dark expression, plus that poisonous tongue inherited from who knows where, a living, dark goddess.
"You've been pestering me for so long, now it's time for some punishment, right?"
Athena, who was about to turn and leave, suddenly thought of something fun.
Then, she walked in front of Poseidon, looking at her uncomfortable, unconscious state, and the malicious emotions in her eyes instantly magnified.
Hades looked at her second sister, not knowing what to say anymore.
Her originally beautiful blue hair was now a mess like a bird's nest, and on her face were the words 'didn't bring her brain,' making her originally pretty face look very funny.
"Still not going to wash up?"
Finally, with a deep sigh, she said to Poseidon.
"I washed it, but I don't know what that damn child used.
No matter how I wash it, it won't come off, not even with divine power."
Poseidon, with a mournful face, began to cry to her elder sister, her resentful emotions making one sad to hear and tearful to see (from laughter).
"This is the result of your carelessness, and it's a lesson learned.
Did you find anything?"
"Uh! So cold!
However, that child claimed to be Zeus's child."
"What?!"
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