How to Make Zeus Fall from Grace 4/4

"You must be tired from your journey. Please come with me and stay here for a while to rest and recover your energy."

Asclepius, God of Medicine Orpheus, the genius singer, exchanged a glance and stepped forward first, breaking the somewhat delicate atmosphere, and beckoning the heroes to the side hall where the guests were being settled.

Atalanta paused, looking with some concern at Samael, who had been persuaded to stay by the three goddesses.

"Haha, you must be that skilled Huntress from Arcadia, right? Theseus, thank you for taking care of him along the way. But now that we're home, leave the rest to us."

Athena smiled and stepped forward, taking Atalanta's arm with a look of admiration and approval in her eyes.

Being so close and favored by a supreme god, even the aloof Atalanta couldn't help but feel flattered and a little flustered.

"By the way, I heard you like children? The first two batches of abandoned babies from the Amazon tribe, as well as some orphans who couldn't adapt to the high-intensity training and were eliminated, have all been placed in the back hall of Mount of Ares. Would you like to go and see them?"

The Goddess of Wisdom smiled and extended Olive Branch, hitting Atalanta's weak spot with a single sentence, which made the Huntress happy and subconsciously nod.

Athena then summoned their old acquaintance Caenis to lead the way, and the little mermaid Rhode her chattering tail, also joined in the fun.

Samael smiled subtly and nodded slightly to comfort her, which put Atalanta at ease, and she followed Caenis and the other person away.

In that instant when she turned her head, the Huntress glanced at the radiant figure, and her eyes dimmed slightly.

The distance between them seems to be growing ever wider.

"Has the mortal arrived?"

"Hmm, long time no see..."

On the now empty platform, Themis, Medusa, Athena, and Samael exchanged a simple smile.

Without much pretense, the four embraced briefly before parting ways and walking side by side to the temple at the summit.

Along the way, Samael briefly recounted to Themis and the other two what they had seen and heard in the Interstellar City Mountain Range and Elysium.

After hearing the secrets of the Argonaut Expedition, the Three Goddesses were all speechless, their expressions changing constantly. They were wary of Poseidon's unpredictable nature and the bizarre and Machine God creations of the Interstellar City Mountain Range. They were also shocked by Zeus's cunning and the terrifying "Taboo of the Gods" beneath Elysium.

Even more incredibly, this man held Poseidon's weakness in his hands, forcing Hades to swear neutrality, and thus completed the exploration almost perfectly.

The three goddesses' beautiful eyes sparkled repeatedly. Besides their amazement, a hint of worry and heartache also appeared on their faces.

Before the temple, Themis gently plucked the celestial flute, and with a clear, melodious sound, she knocked open the gate, scattering starlight as cover.

Athena summoned a marble table, snapped her fingers to move the tables and chairs, and set up the venue; Medusa, with her superb culinary skills, brought out some prepared snacks, fruits, and drinks to entertain each other.

The group took their seats and, in a relaxed atmosphere resembling a tea party, discussed the heinous plot to stage a coup.

"There are two days left until the date agreed upon with Poseidon. How are the preparations going?"

Samael, cracking sunflower seeds, casually asked a question.

"There are still some vacancies among the candidates for the 88 constellations, but the Argo Heroes are arriving one after another, as well as the people you brought from Elysium, are enough to fill them."

Themis gently turned the hilt of her sword, pointed to the constellations lit up on the temple's dome of light, and some stars that were still dim, and nodded in response.

"Have all my companions from the Argo come to Athens?"

Samael was somewhat surprised by the Argo Heroes' actions.

"Yes, that's right. About 80% of the people on the ship have arrived. Some were worried about you, some wanted to thank you, and some came to make a living. Their motives weren't all pure. I found some reasons and detained them all. They're being treated well in the side hall right now."

Athena popped a Honey Olives into her mouth, rested her chin on her hand, chewed it, and responded casually.

Samael nodded slightly. This girl was known as the "Mother of Heroes" in Greece. With her skills and cunning, she could easily subdue these heroes and bring them under her wing.

Moreover, judging from Athena's appearance, things have most likely already come to fruition.

"Oh, right..."

Athena seemed to remember something, dragged her chair closer to her adoptive father, and brazenly hooked her fair arm around Samael's neck, her smile teasing.

"It seems there's another one named Helen who came with the Sparta twins. Shall we go check her out? She's quite the beauty."

"Smack!"

Samael, his face dark, slapped Athena on the forehead and snorted irritably.

"What are you looking at? Let's get down to business! When are you planning to contact Poseidon and Hera?"

The Goddess of Wisdom rubbed her slightly reddened forehead, muttered something to herself, then leaned over the table, casually fiddling with a chess piece.

"What's the rush? There are still two days left. Let's release a little information, then let them wait another day and let them come to me on their own. Wouldn't that be better?"

Samael neither confirmed nor denied this, but since Athena had made her decision, he couldn't be bothered to ask any further questions.

Anyway, if the fight starts, Poseidon, Hera, and Athena, the three legitimate domestic abusers, will definitely be the first to go.

Mount of Ares needs to find the right opportunity to intervene and take control of the overall situation.

Ideally, Poseidon should be forced to reveal his trump card prematurely, causing him significant damage. Otherwise, the twelve True Body Machine God in the Interstellar City Mountain Range, with their unknown capabilities and numerous advanced technological creations, would indeed be a problem.

"Should we make a move? I have a bad feeling about it. Maybe we should summon all those guys in the Arima's Cave?"

Medusa, who had some inherently negative thoughts, gently bit her rosy lips with her pearly teeth, offering a careful reminder.

Samael smiled warmly, and from beneath the marble table, his warm, slender fingers quietly reached out, took the Goddess of Vengeance's delicate hand, and gently patted her palm, offering comfort and explanation.

"Summoning the scattered Typhon's Offspring in advance might alert Zeus, so it's best to remain still."

Tch! Incorrigible! What's so great about touching her? The scales are prickly!

Athena glanced at her deceased adoptive father's furtive movements under the table, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth inwardly.

Themis, blindfolded, wore a commemorative smile on her exquisite face as she picked up her wine cup, sipping slowly and gracefully, her demeanor elegant and serene.

With the tacit approval of his former lovers, Samael became even bolder, secretly taking one of them in each hand and continuing to express his views on the coup.

"To deal with this increasingly unfathomable King of Gods, it is best not to fight him head-on, but to outsmart him. After the dust settles, the subsequent suppression of reinforcements should actually be more about guarding against Poseidon and his forces."

"Tell me, what wicked idea have you come up with this time?"

Feeling neglected, Athena slumped onto the table and listlessly got straight to the point.

Why are they already showing off their love and abusing their daughter as soon as they arrive? I can't live like this anymore.

Samael blinked and smiled.

"I remember that Hephaestus the Craftsman God, once gifted Queen Hera, the queen of the gods, a Golden Throne with chains that could not be easily broken even by King of Gods Zeus..."

Then, while the three goddesses, including Athena, were pondering, the ancient serpent changed the subject and spoke softly.

"I've also heard that Zeus is busy having an affair again, and hasn't been intimate with Queen Hera, for quite some time now?"

The Goddess of Wisdom, who was the first to react, twitched her lips slightly.

"You want Hera to seduce Zeus, lower his guard, and activate the binding mechanism on the Golden Throne, so that Poseidon and I, hiding in the shadows, can then subdue him?"

Athena, who had hit the nail on the head, rolled her eyes and held up two fingers.

"There are two problems. First, our King of Gods is known for his fickle nature and interest in Hera. He might not be blinded by lust."

"Well, I recommend Hera to use Aphrodite, Goddess of Love's sachet. Let Poseidon handle it. Last time, when this woman was caught having an affair with Hephaestus Ares, it was His Majesty the Sea God who stepped in to smooth things over and vouch for her. They happen to owe him a favor."

Samael had already done his homework and looked confident.

Zeus's current history of promiscuity is already largely influenced by the Aphrodite's Authority. With this ancient deity indirectly involved, and with Queen Hera striking a pose and creating the right atmosphere, this old lecher is bound to make a fool of himself.

Besides, he also took the opportunity to drag Aphrodite into the Lower Waters, so that the woman wouldn't cause any more trouble.

"Guotong, you men really understand men better."

Athena made a comment, then bent her next finger and looked at Samael with interest.

"Then there's only the second problem. Even if we hide in Hera's palace, we might not be able to escape Zeus's senses immediately. Father, do you have any ideas?"

The ancient serpent pulled its fingers out from under the table, cracked its knuckles, and casually drew a rune array on the surface of the stone table, projecting the Heroic Spirits of the Elysium onto it.

With a casual glance, Samael tapped his knuckles on one of the purple-black butterfly-winged boys mixed in with them, striking him meaningfully.

"So, I borrowed him from Hecate..."