All Hands Are Moles 1/5

In the palace of Aphrodite, after a night of passion, Aphrodite lay in Ares's arms, playfully drawing circles on the chest of this strong and handsome man, seemingly asking casually, "His Majesty said that you should command the Amazons to attack Athens?"

Ares leaned against the headboard, stroking his lover's long hair as he nodded.

Cupid gently twirled a strand of hair between his fingers, glancing at Ares with pity. "You're really biased, aren't you?"

Ares was puzzled and asked, "Why do you say that? I love you."

Cupid raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do you really think your daughters can conquer Athens?"

Ares for a moment, his brow furrowing.

Frankly speaking, it's difficult.

Not to mention that even he and Poseidon could not shake Mount of Ares, the Athenian Academy, which gathered more than half of the Greek Heroes, was an obstacle.

Moreover, the Amazonian tribes were located far from the center of the Greek World, while Athens was "Greek Athens".

If the Amazons rashly attack Athens, the war could drag on and be seen as a full-scale invasion of Greece, leading to a joint attack and annihilation by the Greek city-states.

Although he enjoys war and the thrill of killing, he does not like wars that are destined to be lost.

Besides, those children who went to the battlefield were his beloved daughters.

(Ares was fairly good to his daughter; he once killed Poseidon's son to protect her from being violated, which led to a lawsuit on Mount of Ares.)

"What harm has this war done to you?"

"..."

"Your brother is only using you to complete his plan to reduce the human population and its potential."

"God trusts me, that's why he entrusted me with such an important task."

"Is it true, that I love you? Your faith was almost driven out of Greece, and it took a lot of effort to establish a foothold among the Amazons. If they follow your divine pronouncements and endure failure after failure, how long can your legacy last?"

Aphrodite's fingertips gently brushed across her lover's cheek, and with each question she posed, Ares's expression froze for a moment.

"Don't forget, the Amazons didn't just inherit your bloodline."

The soft whisper in his ear made Ares' heart tighten, and the dark cloud between his brows deepened.

The Amazons were initially ruled by a priestess who served Artemis. He conquered that woman, causing this priestess, who was supposed to remain pure, to betray the moon goddess and bear him children. The worship of the god of war gradually replaced his half-sister, becoming the core of the tribe.

The conflict between beliefs is inherently a back-and-forth affair, with both sides having victories and defeats.

If he were to fail, Artemis might seize the opportunity to reclaim the Amazonian tribes.

However, even so, Ares was still unwilling to give up. He grabbed Cupid's shoulder and shook her excitedly. With a flicker in his eyes, he revealed the wild ambition hidden in his heart.

"My dear God, I don't want to disappoint God. I am his and Mother's most legitimate son, the most qualified heir to Olympus! Hephaestus, that cripple, has no right to compete with me!"

Aphrodite to brush her wine-red hair aside, looked at the man whose face was filled with longing and anticipation, and asked him in a low voice.

"So, I love Greece now, and among you brothers and sisters, who among you has a relatively strong faith?"

"Apollo, Artemis, and... Dionysus..."

"Dionysus, look, a half-blood who was elevated to the position of chief god through the Battle of Typhon has already been placed above you."

Athena's main faith was concentrated in the Acropolis of Athens, and her influence was even less than that of your three brothers and sisters.

"If that's the case, why didn't you send those three to attack Athens, instead of entrusting the task to you?"

Ares responded instinctively upon hearing this.

"That's because my mother trusts me!"

"Since he trusts you, shouldn't he give you enough authority? But he gave your war powers to Athena instead. How generous of him."

"Perhaps this time, my father wants me to prove myself and seize the opportunity to reclaim the power I've lost!"

"Even so, why not give you the corresponding manpower? If he just gives an order, and the soldiers of Apollo Artemis' city-states are at your command to cooperate with the Amazons in attacking the city, Athens will surely be able to hold out. But why is it only you and your own group who are taking this risk?"

Aphrodite sneered and asked in return. Ares opened his mouth, but ultimately remained silent, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

Indeed, their great King of Gods loved nothing more than himself, and ultimately only possessed power and authority.

The illegitimate children, who are not qualified to inherit the throne, are used to check and balance the legitimate children; this tactic is played quite smoothly.

Cupid's fingertips brushed across the lines of his lover's handsome face, his gaze filled with pity.

"Our God -King of Gods doesn't only have you as his son..."

"Wake up, my love. The two changes of theocracy in Greece were never about inheritance, but about struggle. You've even exhausted your own resources, what do you have to compete with your brothers and sisters?"

Such hurtful words immediately turned Ares's face grim, and his resolve to send the Amazons and Athens to fight to the death wavered. He then hesitated.

"Am I to betray my mother?"

"Of course, Athens should still attack A, but you should think more about yourself and A for us. I love you."

Aphrodite offered a meaningful suggestion, then paused, pressed her chest against Ares's, and gazed tenderly at her lover.

"If Olympus were to welcome its heir, I hope it would be you. After all, I have entrusted everything to this place, my dear..."

Hearing these sweet words and feeling a tingling sensation in his heart, Ares immediately grasped his lover's wrist with joy and made a solemn vow.

"My love, when I become king, I will definitely marry you and make you my Queen of Gods!"

Soon after, under the seduction of his lover, Ares completely succumbed and became a captive of the goddess of love and beauty, E.

Pantah War! Pantah Athens!

Ares had already made a plan: he would let his Amazons do the work without putting in any effort, and whatever the King of Gods was planning, why not do it himself?

Aphrodite cradled her handsome lover's head in her arms, giggling, a hint of smugness and pride gleaming in her eyes.

When war is overshadowed by love and lust, casualties decrease, the human population multiplies and grows, and the age of gods declines more rapidly.

Zeus, I will never forget the insults you and Hera have hurled at me!

Just wait and see, one day I will take away what you care about most with my own hands!

The goddess of love and beauty glanced at the exquisite artifacts inside the palace, and a vengeful gleam appeared on her beautiful face.

However, as the conflict intensified, Aphrodite couldn't help but hug the little wolfhound she had tamed, murmuring dreamily as her thoughts drifted away in pleasure.