Classic Sweet-on-the-Outside, Black-on-the-Inside 2/2

At this moment, Samael and Themis, who had been talking at the table all night, were not satisfied with the results of their discussion.

If Zeus had gone to the Sea of Okeanos to begin his strategic planning, they might have had many more opportunities to thwart the ambitions of this King of Gods.

Now, Gaia, the earth goddess, Sky Father Uranus, and more than half of the Twelve Titans have secretly turned against Zeus. Olympus has grown powerful and is unstoppable.

Even within the New Gods, Zeus's position was quite secure.

With the allegiance of three Cyclops and three Hecatoncheires, it wouldn't be easy to take him down, whether openly or covertly.

Moreover, among the six siblings, Hades and Poseidon are both independent and unstable elements, while Hera is also considered half of one.

The sibling rivalry between the two is still ongoing, and their unspoken survival strategy is to unite against external threats.

This explains why, when Zeus usurped power from the hardworking and accomplished Goddess of Wisdom, although her siblings sympathized with her, they did not truly stand against Zeus.

Tsk, the blood of the King of Gods family is no joke.

Forget it, let's see how things go. At worst, I'll take Tiamat and Themis and run away, then go somewhere else to erode the divine authority of other realms. Then I'll just be another serpent.

Just as Themis and Samael were exchanging wry smiles, an unexpected visitor gracefully arrived at the Water Marsh Treehouse, leaving them not only surprised but also frowning.

"What kind of expressions are those? Sigh, I'm being looked down upon."

"I am Olympus, and I cherish the time we spent together every day."

The slender figure standing outside the gate pulled down her hood, clutched her chest, and sighed as if she were heartbroken.

But those blinking eyes, straining for ages without shedding a tear, instead gave off a mocking and sarcastic air.

Samael remembered that Themis had told him before that the Queen of Gods before him had planned to drag him Lower Waters with her. Now, seeing her smiling face, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

What should I say? White turns black.

"Alright, come on over if you want, no one's stopping you here."

The Goddess of Justice remained silent for a moment, gripping her Sword of Judgment, and spoke in a low voice with a furrowed brow.

"Astraea, it's only been a few days, and you've already forgotten your aunt? I used to hold you when you were little."

Metis entered gracefully, smiling with narrowed eyes, his outstretched fingers seemingly intent on giving Themis's taut cheek a sacrilegious pinch.

Hmm, the drama is quite deep. The ancient snake rolled its eyes slightly, keeping its distance from this goddess who exuded "trouble" from head to toe.

"If you're here just to do these boring things, then there's no need for you to stay."

At the same time, the Goddess of Justice raised her hand and slapped away Metis's claws, her voice carrying a hint of coldness.

When Themis recalled Zeus's underhanded tactics, she couldn't help but feel some prejudice and distance from her niece.

"It seems my Aunt Themis is really angry?"

Metis's smile faded, and in a moment of helpless contemplation, she lifted the hem of her skirt, gracefully sat down opposite the table, rested her chin on her hand, looked at the flower cup turning in her hand, and murmured softly.

"Please calm down. I was unaware of his actions. I came here specifically to apologize."

The Goddess of Justice's expression softened slightly; she believed that her niece wouldn't lie to cover it up.

However, before Themis could speak, Samael placed her hand on the Goddess of Justice's shoulder and smiled.

"An apology must be sincere. If a half-hearted apology is enough, what's the point of the judiciary and justice?"

"I don't think Her Queen of Gods is that petty, is she?"

Themis had initially felt somewhat relieved and intended to ease tensions, straightened her back upon hearing this, and her gaze towards the person opposite her took on a more scrutinizing quality.

Metis paused for a moment, then curiously glanced at the little guy who wanted "compensation" from her. She then stroked her smooth chin and looked at her aunt with a teasing expression.

"I've said it before: people who are too upright and too gentle are prone to suffering losses."

"But now I can rest assured, someone has just filled that gap, and he and you are a perfect match."

Hearing her niece tease her like that, even Themis, who was usually calm and collected, couldn't hold back and almost broke down, her dignity shattering into pieces.

The Goddess of Wisdom watched with great interest as her aunt was unusually embarrassed. Then, drawing on her experience of dancing in the Dolphin minefield, Themis straightened her expression and got down to business before she lost her temper.

"Indeed, if you do something wrong, it is only right to make amends."

"He has promised that he will not continue to harass you, will preserve your divine status, will appropriately consider the implementation of the law, and will not take his anger out on your lover."

Samael raised an eyebrow, his expression playful.

"Only temporarily?"

"At least, that was the case for quite some time..."

Metis recalled the deep resentment hidden in her husband's eyes before they set off, and nodded helplessly.

"You won't come here to talk about life and ideals after you've already started fighting the Mount Othrys, will you?"

Samael's smile vanished, and he became relentless. Like a seasoned litigator who uses the Rules to his advantage and fight for his employer's rights, he played the stern role without holding back.

"Don't worry, he won't bother your private time until he's firmly in that position."

"After all, following the will of Heaven, challenging Cronus, and turning against Aunt Themis because of personal grudges, have very different implications."

"The Twelve Titans aren't just you; they have to think about themselves too..."

After rolling his eyes, Metis decided to expose the little fig leaf that His Majesty the King of Gods was trying to hide.

The logic is simple: the Twelve Titans are quite powerful, and they can conquer or persuade them with their charm and skill.

If he were to openly seek revenge, he could use the excuse of unfulfilled desires to target Themis, Goddess of Justice.

Tomorrow, he can use other pretexts to take care of the older generation of Titan Gods one by one.

We're all just trying to make a living. If you push us too far, will we really treat them like elders and give them a lecture of love?

Clearly, Zeus compromised and sent his wife Metis as an intermediary because the allure of power far outweighed any consideration for face or lust.

Will things take a turn for the better? As long as there are desires and the ability to reason, that's enough.

If he's really a reckless fool, there's no point in talking to him. I guess I'll really have no choice but to run away with Tiamat and Themis.

Seeing the unexpected turn of events, Samael breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However, everyone knows that this is only temporary. Even without this incident, the ambitious King of Gods would eventually subdue the Twelve Titans one by one.

However, Themis, who had remained silent the whole time, raised her head slightly, her expression becoming a little gentler.

"Is that how you advised him?"

"After all, I don't remember a beast with the King of Gods Bloodline speaking like that. Only the wisdom to weigh the pros and cons can restrain this madness that originates from the bloodline."

Metis nodded lightly without any hesitation, a smug smile playing on her lips, acting like a proud little girl in front of her dearest elder.

"I simply told him that I was taught by you, that you have raised me for more time than those two ocean gods who have 6,000 offspring, and that what I can do, you can certainly do as well."

"My father, Yeya, the God of Light and the Goddess of Light, and several other Titans he has won over, can also be persuaded by you if the situation changes."

Immediately, the Goddess of Wisdom raised her finger and summoned a parchment scroll covered with intricate incantations from the Magecraft circle, handing it to the Goddess of Justice, whose expression was complex.

"These are the divine seals left by the Twelve Titans I have met. If necessary, you can contact these individuals at any time to put pressure on Zeus together."

"How long this balance can last is up to you, Aunt Themis."

The Goddess of Justice recalled herself as a tiny little thing nestled in her arms, and upon hearing this call filled with certain emotions, it seemed as if everything had changed.

"So, if you want some peace and quiet, don't let me surpass you, teacher..."

Queen of Gods muttered a few playful words, then stopped herself, blinked and smiled before walking out the door. Themis felt a pang of loss.

She's grown up after all.

However, just as the Goddess of Wisdom was about to step out of the room, a meaningful voice came from behind her.

"Your Queen of Gods, whatever your motives may be, I accept this favor."

"Then, as a formality, shall we discuss another issue?"

"Regarding your destiny..."