Venus couldn't help taking a deep breath.

The queen is so terrifying.

His breath caught the god's attention, and the conversation there stopped.

Venus walked out cautiously and said hello, "Good evening."

Two gods were sitting beside the stone table under the moonlight, drinking together. One is a smart and handsome black-haired boy, and the other is a melancholy and decadent curly-haired handsome man.

They are Hermes, the god of commerce and deceit, and Dionysus, the god of wine.

Seeing Venus approaching, Dionysus smiled and said, "It turned out to be little Venus."

Hermes pointed to the empty stone bench: "Please take a seat."

Venus sat down awkwardly: "I didn't hear anything." He actually heard so many secrets, will he be silenced?

This really subverts Venus's cognition. He was pampered from birth, thinking that the whole world was good and everyone on Olympus was happy. But out of his perspective, some things are so terrifying, and everyone's relationship is tense.

"Don't worry, everyone knows this in Olympus." Dionysus shook his glass and drank it. "You are too young to know many things."

Venus picked up the wine glass in front of him and wanted to take a sip of wine.

"Minors are not allowed to drink." Dionysus took the glass from his hand and threw it away, replacing it with grape juice and handing it back.

"..." Venus looked at Hermes unconvinced, "He can drink."

"I'm just young." Hermes said with a smile, "I'm a few hundred years older than you."

Venus was born with an adult body, but it was as simple as a blank sheet of paper. Hermes always maintains the appearance of a boy, but he is the god with the highest emotional intelligence in Olympus.

Venus reluctantly drank the grape juice: "Why does the queen do that?"

"Why else?" Hermes said, "A woman's jealousy."

"I think His Majesty the King of God is also at fault." Venus said unhappily, "If he didn't care so much, there wouldn't be so many people sad."

"Pfft." Hermes laughed directly.

Dionysus also laughed: "Little Venus, do you know how many people you will make when you grow up?"

Venus, the god of love and beauty, the treasure of the sea, the darling of the holy mountain. Countless gods fell for it and went crazy for it. He was so favored when he was a teenager, and he doesn't know how many romantic affairs he will have as an adult.

"I don't know, but I'm not going to hurt people on purpose," Venus said.

"The goddess of fate has already instructed that the pure and holy white rose will turn into a charming and charming red rose at the age of two hundred." Dionysus looked at the clear and green eyes of the beauty god, "You are born to be loved by everyone. Love, they all want to pick you up, and if you don’t get the first grade, they will be sad. You only have one flower, how can you give it to so many people?”

Venus thought about it: "I can give everyone a petal, but they can't pull my roots, so that I can reflower and give to more people." However, he will give Adonis two petals, This is preference.

It's just that he doesn't know how to love. There has never been loyalty and uniqueness in the divinity of Eros, and partiality is already his most special existence.

Hermes was overjoyed: "Venus, aren't you a flower?"

Venus was at a loss: "Is this a flower heart? But I just don't want to make anyone sad. If one is not enough for each person, then each person has two." But that would give Adonis three petals.

Oops, so it doesn't look like his behavior is fundamentally different from Zeus's.

Venus gave up the struggle: "Okay, I admit that I am very distracted, but is there any other way?"

Hermes laughed and coughed out his drink.

Dionysus couldn't help but smile in his eyes: "You are the natural god of love."

People can get his body, but not his heart.

Farewell to the god of wine and business, Venus still did not return to the temple of beauty.

He ran to the apse of the gods and asked to see Hera.

There was a mess in the Temple of God, and things were shattered all over the place. Hera wiped away the tears and looked at Venus with a bad expression, holding a proud posture, unwilling to let others see her embarrassed appearance.

"What are you here for?"

Venus said, "I want to give you a present."

Hera was indifferent and not very interested. After being a god, she has received too many precious gifts, and it is difficult to have anything that is eye-catching.

Venus took off his golden belt: "This is a golden belt full of love magic. Wearing it can be very charming, and it may be able to capture the heart of His Majesty the King of God for you."

Hera's expression changed, and she immediately took the gold belt and touched it fondly, her expression softened: "Thank you."

After Venus gave out the golden belt, he politely exited the palace, looked at the constellation Aquarius in the sky, and sighed silently again.

He felt that relying on external forces to tie up the couple who were separated from each other would not solve the fundamental problem. As the protector of marriage, Hera could not protect his own marriage. It's like he is the god of love, but he doesn't understand true love.

But as long as the belt can attract Zeus, so that Zeus will no longer go outside to hook up with lovers, and Hera will no longer be jealous to harm outsiders, the world will be much more peaceful.

If Erene, the goddess of peace, knew, she would be very grateful to the goddess of beauty for her help.

Chapter 29 Divinity

Overnight, Venus made two new friends, Hermes and Dionysus.

In the past, they were also very kind to him, but because the entire Holy Mountain was very kind to Venus, there was no distinction between close and distant. Except for Ares and Hephaestus, who often came to him to play, Venus treated other gods equally.

But now, he will also go to Hermes and Dionysus to play.

The conversation last night really collapsed the Venus worldview. In his impression, there is always singing and dancing, laughter and laughter on the holy mountain, and everyone gets along in harmony. The news from Hermes and Dionysus completely overturned his knowledge.