While Ares was still worrying about his daughter, Olympus...
In the temple of Zeus, His Majesty King of Gods rarely sat on his throne.
He leaned on the armrest with his elbow, and inserted his right hand into his thick beard to support his chin.
He is deep in thought.
Although once Diana's incident happened, his wife Hera's mentality would inevitably explode again.
So much so that I have been avoiding her recently.
But there are less than two days until the duel between Diana and Ares.
No matter how much I try to escape Hera, I will definitely meet Hera on the day of the duel!
Thinking of this, Zeus frowned. If he had never seen Hera, then before the duel started, after Hera saw him again.
God knows whether she will do anything to affect the dignity of King of Gods and Queen of Gods out of rage!
No matter how much he didn't like Hera, Zeus felt that he needed to resolve Hera's attitude towards this matter in advance before the duel started.
Be angry, but don't be particularly angry. Otherwise, if Hera gets angry on the day of the duel, Olympian gods's face will be lost!
With this thought in mind, Zeus stood up from the throne and walked slowly towards Hera's palace.
Soon after, in the palace of Hera.
Hera was humming a melodious song while playing with the countless bay leaves in his hands and arms.
She sorted the countless perfectly shaped leaves into categories that she personally selected from the best laurels in the garden.
Then she took a strand of her hair and cut it off.
Picking up the hair, Hera hummed while weaving the hair into small ropes.
Then, Hera kept tying those laurel leaves to her hair.
Accompanied by her leisurely and happy movements, a particularly beautiful laurel ring soon appeared in the palm of Hera's hand.
But just when Hera finally planned to finish off the laurel ring and add divine power, Hera was stunned.
Just because she actually heard the voice of Zeus!
"Hera, my wife, your wronged husband has come to visit you!
Hey, why is your palace gate damaged? Who did this?
Ahem!"
Zeus stopped midway through his words.
Because he suddenly thought, who else could be responsible for the damage to the Hera palace? It must be the furious Hera himself!
Therefore, Zeus, who did not want to get into trouble, quickly ignored this topic, and at the same time, he quickly walked through the corridor and came to the inner hall of Hera.
Feeling Zeus getting closer, Hera panicked!
She was so frightened that she threw up the laurel ring that had been processed to the last step in her hand.
"Zeus!!!"
I saw Hera yelling while going to catch the headband that she accidentally threw away.
After she put her head in her arms, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then she continued to yell at Zeus.
"You scared me, idiot, don't you know how to knock on the door!!!
Yes, I know I'm your wife, but that doesn't mean you can walk into my palace without my permission, bastard!
Tell me, what's the matter with coming to my place? After that, get out of here!
I don't want to see you, no!"
"You...!"
Listening to Hera's unceremonious words, Zeus's eyes immediately sparkled with thunder.
In the entire Olympus, no one dares to speak like this to Zeus, no one!
But the next moment, when Zeus accidentally saw the laurel crown in Hera's arms.
Zeus was stunned.
He suddenly thought that just countless years ago, on the day he married Hera, didn't Hera weave a laurel crown for him as exquisite as before his eyes?
Looking at the laurel crown in front of him again, no matter how much Zeus hates Hera now, he can't help but feel a little nostalgia for it.
In this memory, Zeus let go of his anger. He slowly approached Hera and hugged his wife, whom he had not loved for a long time.
Unexpectedly, when Zeus opened his hands, Hera quickly took countless steps back, desperately avoiding Zeus's arms.
While dodging, Hera growled with an angry look on his face.
"Don't touch me, damn bastard!"
"Haha, dear Hera, even if millions of years have passed, your temper is still as proud as before!"
Looking at the sullen Hera, Zeus chuckled and kept teasing.
"Looking at you now, I sincerely realize that I made a mistake. Look, my wife, your beauty and little temper are exactly the same as before!
Especially when you were holding the laurel wreath you knitted with your own hands and intended to give it to me, but you cursed me relentlessly!
Isn't this exactly the same as our original marriage?
At that time, you scolded me while you and I walked into the palace of marriage!
I really miss it!"
After the words fell, Zeus smiled knowingly and stretched out his hand to the laurel wreath in Hera's hand.
Seeing that the crown was about to be snatched away, Hera was stunned.
"What?!!"
While she exclaimed, she instinctively planned to hide the laurel wreath behind her back.
But Zeus couldn't hold it back and was too fast. Before Hera could hide the crown, the crown had already come to Zeus's hands.
Seeing that the laurel crown was snatched away, Hera was anxious. It was only after she had selected the bay leaves for seven days that she was able to weave the laurel crown!
So she yelled.
"Damn it, give me back the laurel, it's not for you, Zeus!"
"Haha, stop joking, honey!"
As soon as Hera finished speaking, Zeus immediately laughed and said.
"I can see clearly that this laurel wreath is not only exquisite, but the core material is your hair!
I know you are angry with me, but there is no need for you to make such a joke with me. If the laurel wreath made of your own hair is not the gift you intend to give me, who else is worthy of it that day?"
Having said this, Zeus picked up the laurel wreath and weaved the last step of the laurel wreath thoroughly.
As the number one male in Greece, Aquaman, Zeus is proficient in countless ways to force, deceive, deceive, or seduce those lovely girls.
Wouldn't it make sense for a professional like him Aquaman to know how to knit with both hands?
On the side, Hera saw that the last step of the crown was completed by Zeus, and her heart suddenly became sad.
This is a gift that I carefully prepared, and I want to give this gift to the person who deserves it!
As a result, Zeus, this damn bastard, ruined all his hard work!
The crown I did not achieve by myself is not worthy of him at all, not worthy!!!
Thinking of this, Hera curled his lips in disgust.
"Damn it, you will always be so self-righteous, forever!
Since you think this damn thing is what I want to give to you, then fine, just take it with you!
I have no shame in giving something that you have touched to others!"
"Haha, okay, okay, dear.
Your arrogant way of chatting actually makes me a little excited!
Well, let me cooperate with you!
Ah, poor Zeus, your wife fell in love with another man, and she actually used her own hair to weave such exquisite laurel crowns for other people!
I am heartbroken, oh, my lady, I want to take away this crown, it can only belong to me!
Look, I'm going to take him with me, haha!"
While teasing Hera and Zeus with an aria, he put the laurel crown on his head.
Seen from a distance, the laurel crown is particularly beautiful, green and full of vitality.
But after putting it on, Zeus shook his head in discomfort and said.
"My dear, your laurel crown seems to be woven according to the way I used to be!
Okay, okay, I have to admit, the long years have made me a little fatter, so this crown is a bit small!"
Having said this, Zeus glanced at Hera worriedly. After all, this was the gift Hera had worked hard to prepare for him, and he knew he shouldn't find fault.
But it's really a bit small, and it's tight...
On the side, Hera was not angry.
Even when Zeus didn't understand it, Hera still wanted to laugh.
That laurel crown is not prepared for you at all, of course it will be small.
He would never fall into your stature!
As for you, don't ever ask me to make any gifts for you again in this life!
While thinking about it, Hera waved his hand disdainfully.
"Whatever you think, get out of my palace with the laurel crown!"
I don't want to see you, I don't want to!"
"Hey, I know you're angry, honey.
But I dare to swear to fate, Diana is really not me..., uh."
Zeus couldn't help but stop swearing halfway through.
After all, although he felt that Diana was really not his daughter, he had slept with too many women.
Is there any woman who has concealed the identity of Diana?
Therefore, Zeus really doesn't dare to swear casually on this kind of thing.
So he continued to say to Hera.
"Anyway, dear, I have handed over Diana to Ares, right?
You don't think Ares can spare Diana's life, do you?
You don't think Diana has a chance to defeat Ares, do you?
Look, no matter what crack in the stone Diana jumped out from.
After the fight, her only fate is death.
Isn't this enough for you to believe me?"
On the sidelines, after listening to Zeus's explanation, Hera shook his head disdainfully.
"I said it, Zeus!
Whether I believe it or not, it doesn't matter, I don't care anymore!
I just want you to leave my palace now, I just want to be alone for a while!"
"This..."
Seeing Hera's determined attitude, Zeus nodded helplessly.
"Okay then, I'll leave right away, but before I leave I have to remind you, Hera!
You should be able to understand that this is the beginning of the first decisive battle between gods and gods in front of mortals.
This time the war between Diana and Ares really attracted countless eyeballs!
Even many gods from foreign lands came to Athens for this reason and chose to watch this battle!
I know that what happened to Diana must have made you angry, but that is not the reason for you to do anything wrong on the day of the duel!
If you let Olympus lose face in front of many gods, then I will never forgive you!"
"Yes, you will never take mercy on me, you will hang me in the sky and beat me continuously, right? Damn you bastard!
Go away, I won't mess around tomorrow, take my promise and go away!" Hera scolded unhappily.
After hearing Hera's assurance, Zeus nodded silently, and then he turned and left.
But as soon as he took two steps, he couldn't help but turn around again and asked.
"By the way, my dear, your crown is really tight.
Why don't you give me a little bit of your hair?"
"Go away!!!"
Facing such Zeus, Hera lost even the last bit of good mood.
That was a gift that I had carefully chosen. It was so green and such a perfect ring. How come it was placed on Zeus's head? What a pity!
While feeling sad, Hera watched Zeus leave.
When Zeus completely disappeared from her sight, our Hera Queen of Gods immediately let out a long breath.
Relaxing his body, Hera sat down, leaned on the soft couch and whispered softly.
"The gift I originally planned to give to Barbarian on the day of the duel is just gone. Alas...
What a shame, but I don't have more time to pick out every perfect bay leaf.
There is only more than one day left, what gift can I prepare in time?"
After finishing his words, Hera frowned in thought.
"The gift must be made by me to prove my sincerity.
It would be best if the source of this gift is my body, which is worthy of Manzi's noble status.
So, what else can I give away?"
Thinking of this, Hera instinctively looked at his chest.
When she saw the rise and fall of her chest clearly, her face turned red.
You know, unlike God of War, there is only one god whose divine authority is marriage, Hera.
Therefore, Hera's divine right includes every step in marriage!
Whether it is a sacred wedding, childbirth, or even processes such as breastfeeding, they are all within the divine authority of Hera.
And breastfeeding...breastfeeding...
This means that Hera can be squeezed out at any time...
Ahem!
Just like Zeus secretly gave Heracles to drink Hera's milk.
If Hera wanted to, she could immediately squeeze out a bottle of her own milk as a gift for Manzi!
But...
Thinking of this, Hera pinched his thigh hard, what on earth was he thinking!
This is so shameful. How could I have the weird idea of giving milk as a gift?
Rubbing his red face fiercely, Hera kept shaking his head, trying to expel the messy thoughts from his mind.
After a while, her face looked much better.
After the confusion, Hera seriously thought about the specific purpose of his gift.
At this moment, Hera suddenly thought of it.
"By the way, when I was with Manzi before, he seemed to have only armor.
I always felt that his armor lacked some decoration, and now I finally thought about what he was missing!"
After the words fell, Hera quickly sat up. She picked up the sacred bronze scissors that Hephaestus had made for her in the past, and pointed the knife at her hair.
Then, Hera frowned slightly, and under the constant stimulation of her divine power, her hair grew rapidly.
After her hair grew to a certain level, she cut it off. After repeating this several times, Hera finally got enough material!
Then, she reluctantly picked up her hair.
Along with her movements, her hair quickly combined.
While knitting, Hera whispered in a low voice.
"An outer outfit with only armor is too boring!
A noble man like Manzi deserves a better image.
So, I want to give him a cloak!
Wait, no, it's not a cloak!
The cloak is the style of Olympus, but the barbarian is from Asgard.
Therefore, judging from the costumes of the Vikings I occasionally see, I should give him a large cloak.
A cloak made of my hair!"
After the words fell, Hera's face turned rosy again.
Hera couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of Manzi draping the cloak made of his own hair behind his back.
But after being happy, Hera couldn't help but feel more troubled.
"There's not much time left before the duel!
If I want to make a beautiful cloak, I need to work harder.
Hera, Hera, I haven't done this kind of work for a long time, my hands are raw!
Come on, Hera!"