All Thanks to Comparison with Peers

Where do you plan to put it?

Hephaestus frowned slightly, his expression showing a hint of hesitation.

As a god of outstanding craftsmen, he did not want his creations, into which he had poured his emotions, to be placed on various dark paths.

Previously, the chains that bound Prometheus were forged by him, and Hephaestus, who sympathized with the prophet, often complained to the Cyclops while forging them.

Of course, most of these words were relayed to Zeus's ears without missing a single one.

After all, the contractors of the three Cyclops and the three Hecatoncheires were this great King of Gods.

"Recently, humanity has been offering sacrifices and pleading with Prometheus for insulting the gods and stealing the Sacred Flame. However, due to the rules, I cannot release Prometheus..."

However, given their submission and worship, I, the King, intend to give humanity a return gift, so that all suffering and calamity, all filth and impurity in the world may be subject to my control, ensuring their survival and reproduction..."

The King of Gods smiled and pondered, his words brushing past like a spring breeze.

"God, thank you for your mercy. I will follow your instructions and do my utmost to complete this work!"

Hephaestus, upon hearing this, had no doubt. Leaning on his forging hammer, he bowed his head in respect and excitedly accepted the parchment from King of Gods Zeus, to receive his appointment.

After the honest man left the temple and returned to Mount Etna, the Wise King of Gods withdrew his gaze, and the smile on his face gradually froze into coldness.

Blessing? Yes, of course he will bless humanity...

After a moment, Zeus, having calmed down, was surrounded by lightning, and his divine power radiated outwards.

"My dear, what are your orders?"

A light-haired deity with golden curly hair, wearing a winged hat, light winged boots, a short-sleeved, belted coat, and holding a serpent staff, led the way into the temple, creating a gust of wind.

He was handsome, agile and swift, and the smile that often graced his lips, along with his lazy demeanor, always gave off a frivolous vibe, making him seem unreliable.

"Hermes, where are they?"

Zeus waited for a while, but still saw no one, so he frowned and asked.

In theory, apart from Poseidon and Hephaestus, most of their family lived on Olympus, and it's about time they died.

As for the first figure to arrive, it was naturally Hermes, the God of Speed and messenger of Olympus.

He was born to King of Gods Zeus, and Maia, the daughter of Atlas. In his youth, he was unruly and nearly got beaten to death by his angry brother for stealing Apollo's bull.

Fortunately, the King of Gods intervened in time to mediate, Hermes escaped a terrible fate.

In addition, he is the god of borders and travelers who cross them, and also the god of shepherds and cattle herders, debate and eloquence, poetry and writing, sports, weight and measurement, money and commerce. Cunning thieves and swindlers often worship him as well.

The Odes of Homer describe him as "cunning and sly, a thief, a cattle thief, a dream maker, a night watchman, a doorman, who quickly displayed his glorious deeds among the immortal gods."

Given his intelligence and wisdom, and with the support of Zeus, this god, who possessed the rebellious blood of the Atlas, was elevated to the ranks of the Twelve Gods.

Therefore, Hermes was extremely loyal to Zeus.

Zeus entrusted many of his extramarital affairs with the task of covering up and cleaning up the mess with this God of Speed.

At this moment, when Hermes asked, he hesitated slightly, but still honestly told her about the whereabouts and current situation of the gods one by one.

"Aunt Demeter recently went to the surface alone..."

"What are you doing going to those filthy places again? Isn't Olympus enough for her?"

Zeus was displeased when he heard that his wife and sister might have a relationship with a human.

"God, winter has just ended these past few days..."

To avoid unintentionally offending Saturn, Hermes spoke up to offer a reminder.

"Winter has just passed?"

Spring has arrived...

The divine Divine Envoy pointed to his feet and responded further, at which point Zeus suddenly realized and slapped his forehead, looking embarrassed.

He and Demeter, Goddess of Agriculture, had a daughter named Persephone, whom he adored.

By a twist of fate, she was spotted and abducted by King Hades of the underworld, who was traveling on Earth, and became the Queen of the Underworld of the underworld.

Although Zeus mediated, Hades eventually relented, agreeing that his wife could stay in Hades for only three months each winter to keep him company, and spend the rest of the time on Earth with her mother.

Demeter, who was obsessed with her daughter, was still not satisfied with the ending. She spent her days in tears, often lamenting her daughter's fate and misfortune.

Every year at the end of winter, Demeter would go to the surface early to bring her daughter Persephone back so that they could be reunited.

Before we knew it, spring had arrived again.

While he was busy finding lovers, dealing with all sorts of troubles on Olympus, and consolidating his royal power, he rarely spent time with his wife or comforted his daughter.

Now, he's completely forgotten about the day his daughter was to return.

Even with Zeus's unwavering resolve, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty and coughed to change the subject.

Where is Hera?

"Your Majesty Hera is currently enjoying the scenery in the Sacred Garden..."

To view it in the Sacred Garden? That's just clinging to the idea of Mother Goddess authority.

The wise King of Gods frowned slightly, fully aware of his wife's intentions, and even more so, he knew that no matter how many times she went, it was destined to end inconclusively.

The primordial Gaia, the Earth Mother Goddess the one who values Law of Life the most. Even when I tried to eliminate a child, I was severely reprimanded.

And you,?

He abandoned his own creation Hephaestus; he couldn't tolerate the newborn Apollo and Artemis; he even sent the giant serpent to hunt them down; and he repeatedly persecuted his lovers and illegitimate children...

She doesn't even look at the mess she's made. It would be a miracle if she could transfer the power of the Mother Goddess to you.

Zeus muttered to himself, shaking his head in disapproval.

Compared to Hera, he suddenly felt that his own mother was somewhat better.

There's no way around it; it all comes down to the contrast with its peers.

Recalling Hera's troubles, Zeus couldn't help but mention his two children, whom he was more satisfied with.

"By the way, where are Apollo and Artemis?"

"Aunt Hestia, haven't you been feeling a bit down lately? Your siblings took Hestia on a spring outing."

"So, they went wandering around on the ground again?"

"Uh, yes, God of the Netherworld."

Hermes, who had initially tried to downplay the issue, sensed Zeus's displeasure and shrank back, his smile becoming awkward.

"What about Ares and Aphrodite?"

Immediately, the divine Divine Envoy, with his keen senses, coughed and whispered something.

"They're probably all in bed..."

Upon hearing this, Zeus's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and the power of lightning around him surged forth. He gave a cold look to the two who dared to stand him up because of their affair.

He just entrusted Hephaestus with an important task, and you two bastards can't just shut up for a second!

It seems necessary to teach them a lesson.

At this moment, realizing that Hermes breathed a long sigh of relief, glanced down at the mortal realm, and murmured to himself.

Bro, this is all I can do to help you.

Although he and Apollo had some misunderstandings at first, their relationship later became quite good. Besides, this matter involved three gods, while the other side only had two, and neither of them was a capable fighter.

So, Butt knows how to introduce it.