True Love Headbutt! 1/2

The Cilician Marshes, inside a cave.

The Origin Mother Goddess, with her long, flowing blue hair, stretched out her body and sat on a wicker chair, with emerald green Touch of the Earth hanging down on either side of her, her knees together.

After a hearty meal, Samael's head rested on a soft, bouncy lap pillow. Tina's slender fingers gently caressed the ancient serpent's head and genitals, providing relaxation for her divine child and caretaker.

The tingling, itchy sensation and the vibrant, verdant energy gradually eased Samael's fatigue, causing him to yawn and his eyelids to droop.

Perhaps due to her Mother Goddess instincts, Tina has recently had a new love awakened.

The familiar feeling and technique reminded Samael of the rabbit that Tina had been pressing down on his legs and masturbating him a few times over the past few days.

Clearly, the hazy memories and intellect allowed this divine form to relive the joy of caring for its young.

Samael, of course, was...

I can't refuse!

The ancient snake closed its eyes and let out a comfortable hum, turning slightly to rub its cheek against the soft and elastic skin of the thigh.

As his body relaxed and his fatigue subsided, Samael changed his posture, his Serpent Eyes narrowed, and he looked up at the hazy starlight in the distant night sky, his lips moving as he subconsciously murmured something.

Astraea... Astraea... that sounds familiar...

Stars... Daughter of Stars?

Hmm, what are the most famous things related to stars?

No other than... twelve constellations?

Besides, her eyes are clearly very beautiful, so why is she covering them with a veil?

Etc!

Samael seemed to realize something, his pupils contracted sharply, and he suddenly looked up and stood up, a look of disbelief and shock on his face.

Astraea, Daughter of the Stars, Guardian of Virgo.

Isn't that the Goddess of Justice from Greek Mythology?!

However, Samael, whose confusion had just begun to clear, immediately clasped his hands together, rested his chin on his hand, frowned, and lowered his head.

Still not right!

If we take Theogony as the historical trajectory of the Greek World, if he remembers correctly, Astraea is the daughter of Zeus and belongs to the second generation of Goddess of Justice.

Moreover, this happened after the great war between the old and new Twelve Olympians, and after the authority of Mount Olympus was established.

Using the Divine Name that hasn't appeared yet?

He needed to conceal his identity, yet he knew the Divine Name Astraea ...

In addition, he is so interested in arbitration.

Tsk, how could I forget the obvious feature of a blindfold?

I watched the unique entrance procession from the law school at the opening ceremony of the university sports meet back then.

Those carefully selected girls, dressed in elegant long gowns, their faces veiled, each holding a scale in one hand and a ceremonial sword in the other, left a lasting impression on him for a long time, and he kept thinking about the wall of the law school next door.

After all, those who know, know.

We're all decent people, who has the time to specifically go watch the school sports meet?

After all, she's gorgeous!

Samael's memories of his past life were inadvertently triggered, causing a slight upturn of his lips and a look of nostalgia and enlightenment to appear in his eyes.

She's definitely not out of the loop.

Themis, Goddess of Law and Justice, one of the twelve Titans of Mount Othrys, is the goddess of law and justice!

Dude, what brings this big shot to a place like the Cilician Marshes?

Additionally, the Golden Scales... Astraea...

Through a series of memories, the image of a muscular, strong woman with blonde hair resembling a drill and a domineering look squeezed into Samael's mind, creating a strong form of mental pollution.

Samael rubbed his forehead and shook his head, trying to dispel the almost unbearable image of a goddess from his consciousness.

Ah, I remember everything now.

Astraea, daughter of Themis, Goddess of Justice.

Moreover, its form and concept will be embodied in Luviathalinta Edelfelt, the young lady of a famous Norse Magic family.

Incidentally, the successor of the Goddess of Justice Astraea, and the vessel in which the Goddess Ishtar resided, possessed the affinity of "good fortune".

Hmm, a pair of sworn enemies who love to sabotage each other.

As his thoughts returned, Samael recalled the scene of himself chatting with that Titan Goddess, and his lips twitched slightly, his expression strange.

To conceal his identity, he used his future daughter's name as his own—that's just too much...

Samael coughed slightly, interrupting his disrespectful inner thoughts, and raised his hand to stroke his chin, seriously considering a solution.

Based on the current situation, he can basically conclude that the Goddess of Justice has no malicious intent.

Otherwise, someone of that level could easily kill him with a single slap; there's no need for him to hide his identity, lower the status gap, or attempt to communicate on an equal footing.

Furthermore, by nature, Themis seemed quite interested in his arbitration strategy, as if she wanted to learn from him.

Perhaps, this could be used to establish a connection with this Goddess of Justice, selectively clinging to a powerful figure before the war of the gods begins, and then quietly taking advantage of the chaos.

This makes it safer.

After all, I'm not alone anymore.

Astraea, the goddess who protects the purity of virginity? Perhaps it's worth a try.

Samael raised his hand to smooth the blue hair of the Young Goddess Form, his gaze gentle.

"Tina, I'll take you out to play tomorrow, okay?"

"Aa!"

Tina's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously, uttering a joyful monosyllable. Overjoyed, she pounced on Samael.

However, with a loud bang, the figure was propelled like a cannonball by a pair of emerald green horns and crashed into the pitted stone wall behind it, adding another human-shaped mural to the landscape.

Some loves are destined to be so heavy.

Like a victim at the scene of a car accident, her eyes were filled with sorrow, and she seemed about to cry but had no tears.

Just as the unremarkable Cilician Marshes were stirred by the fluttering of butterfly wings, a grand ceremony was held on the Crete.

Because their prince Zeus had come of age and displayed unparalleled divine power, he no longer needed the protection of others.

Two valiant warriors, clad in armor and wielding shields, spears, and swords, knelt and bowed in respect outside the cave entrance. Their bodies were then swept away by the wind and returned to the earth as dust.

Due to the curse of Uranus, the first King of Gods, the second god-king Cronus was filled with fear and swallowed his six children one after another.

What this cruel god could not have imagined was that his mistreatment of his wife and his obstruction of the law of procreation had already aroused the deep hatred of Gaia, the Earth Mother Goddess.

Therefore, this ancient deity, who is the origin of almost every era in the Greek World, has secretly decided to push for the realization of the curse.

So, Mother Earth, who was hiding in the shadows, together with Rhea, hid Zeus, the sixth child of Cronus, on the Crete and protected him.

In order to ensure the child's healthy growth, they appointed the sea nymph Amalthea to raise the prince.

Two warriors, formed from the Power of Earth, fought daily to conceal the divine tides and day-and-night wailing brought by Zeus.

Furthermore, they were also responsible for teaching the prince martial arts, but as they grew older, the prince easily defeated both of them even when they worked together.

After the oracle explained Zeus's identity and mission and conveyed the divine message, the two holy spirits residing within him turned to report back to their mistress.

Boom!

Silver lightning streaked across the sky, and the gears of fate slowly turned over the Crete.