At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed in, passing directly through layers of guards.
“Nelson, why aren’t you on patrol? What are you doing here?”
Several soldiers wielding long spears stopped the rapidly running figure.
“Silly Arm, the brothers who ran away got into trouble. Only a few dozen people came back, and he is the only eyewitness.”
"I can't explain this to you. Get out of the way. I need to see the God-King immediately. He'll understand." Nelson said impatiently, grabbing Maren.
Upon hearing this, the group exchanged glances, clearly aware of the situation.
"No, wait for me to inform the God-King and wait for his permission..."
"Report my ass! I think you're just jealous and don't want to see me do any good," Nelson said.
Taking advantage of their unpreparedness, he broke through and grabbed Malen, starting a frantic run once more.
"Ahhh, stop him! Otherwise we'll all die!" the spearman cried out, convulsing.
He saw that the Queen of Gods had gone in too, and she was dressed so sexily that just one look from afar made him wet with sweat.
Without a doubt, they're off to have a long chat with the God King. If they get disturbed, they'll lose their duck necks.
The others also quickly followed.
"Nelson, you idiot, stop right there!" the soldier shouted.
Whoosh whoosh.
Some even threw their spears, but none of them hit their targets.
"Hahaha, a bunch of idiots, all they can do is patrol here."
"The main hall is just ahead. I must give His Majesty the God-King a surprise!" Nelson laughed heartily, extremely satisfied with his agility.
...
"Hmph, Hera, I have truly neglected you these past few years," Zeus said, looking at the fair, smooth back before him.
"Hmph, it's good that Your Majesty knows this. Don't keep getting so caught up in those widows. If someone tries to take revenge on you, that would be bad."
Hera said, biting her red lips, her eyes glazed over, gripping the back of the throne tightly.
A look of satisfaction crossed her beautiful face; it had been so long since she had experienced this…
...
A discordant voice suddenly rang out.
"Your Majesty, I have urgent news to report. Both cities of my divine realm have been brutally attacked by outsiders. Ah?"
Looking at the scattered armor and long dress, and the tall figure on the throne.
Nelson, who was holding Malen, was stunned.
Goodness, the Empress's figure is so amazing!
If only I could be like His Majesty, holding onto his slender waist...
Who knew that at this point, instead of thinking about how to explain, he was still thinking about what might happen between him and the goddess.
With a soft "plop".
Zeus turned around, trembling, his eyes filled with rage.
"Damn it, who let you in?" he said angrily.
Just as he was about to unleash a golden palm print, he struck directly at the target.
"Ah, Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. I only rushed in because I had something important to report..."
Realizing what had happened, Nelson knelt on the ground and said, wishing he could slap himself twice.
No wonder there was no one near the main hall...
Hera quickly stood up and hid behind the throne.
"You damned thing, I will make you suffer a thousand cuts!" she said, filled with shame and anger.
Her noble body was completely exposed to a lowly person.
"Tell me quickly, what happened?" Zeus said, wearing a long robe.
He had made up his mind that this guy, no matter what, couldn't survive until today.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, let Malen explain the details," Nelson said tremblingly, pointing to the unconscious figure beside him.
He should have asked more questions.
Zeus glared and slapped out with a pale golden handprint.
Knowing nothing, and after seeing the goddess's body, do you still want to live?
"Ah, Your Majesty the God-King..."
With a bang.
He exploded into a bloody mist.
"Waaah, Your Majesty!" Hera quickly nestled into Zeus's arms.
"Put your clothes on and go back first," Zeus said, frowning.
After this commotion, no matter how plump and curvy his figure was, he still felt a bit uncomfortable.
Upon hearing this, Hera's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of anger, but she said nothing and slowly walked towards the dress.
Then, another set of footsteps sounded.
A group of soldiers ran up the steps and froze on the spot.
They watched as their goddess Hera calmly dressed, her stunning figure being scrutinized from the side, while Hera acted as if she hadn't seen them at all.
“Ah, Your Majesty the God-King, I deserve to die,” a soldier said, kneeling on the ground.
The others also immediately knelt on the ground and saw the pool of blood. They were instantly terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
Damn it, Nelson, you piece of trash, you dragged us down with you...
Zeus ignored them and angrily went to Hera.
"Hera, what are you doing?" he said, grabbing her fair neck.
He didn't even try to dodge, how could he save face?
And these useless bastards, do they really think he's so obsessed with women that his reputation is no longer useful?
"Your Majesty, I was merely dressing. Otherwise, if others saw this, how would you save face?" Hera said calmly, her red lips slightly parted.
The little hands tied with ribbons also slowed down.
Zeus was furious at the sight of her and, ignoring the many people around, threw her to the ground.
He grabbed her hair with one hand and lifted her chin with the other...
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