Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Even their daughter, Zeus had yet to meet her face to face to this day, but he did not particularly care. As the goddess of all things growing... the Divine King did not see her as a threat, and Demeter's consistent temperament also did not seem like one inclined to any vehement resistance.

"Just as I said to Themis a moment ago, Athena, I will doubly compensate you. Although I have harmed your mother goddess, my love for you surpasses that for any of my other children. I grant you the seat of the Principal God, and I also allow you to live on Earth or in heaven according to your own will, unconstrained by anyone or any god, and even today, you may make an additional request of me."

Gazing at Athena, Zeus smiled warmly, yet he secretly watched for every nuance in her gaze or expression.

"Speak now, my child, anything but my throne is yours to choose from."

Crack—

The armrest of the Queen of Gods' throne split open with a crack, but Hera said nothing, she did not intend to squabble with Zeus's daughter, especially since her mother could no longer threaten her status.

Amidst the envious, resentful, or admiring gazes of the gods, Athena merely smiled and then drew a scroll of parchment from her sleeve.

The Divine King found it somewhat familiar, but had no recollection of it. Parchment scrolls... that probably symbolized knowledge, much like Metis's own hobby. And Athena's following words unquestionably confirmed this.

"I desire nothing, Divine Artifacts, status, power, none of these things do I need. They are chased by the mortals, but few possess them forever."

"I only hope that in the future, I can freely disseminate any knowledge I wish to spread, to safeguard the rights of any Speech or Thought to exist. Other than that, I have no further requests."

"If this is what you want, my daughter, then in the name of the Divine King, I grant your request."

Granting her request was a trivial matter for the Divine King. Since both generations of Goddesses of Wisdom enjoyed this pursuit, then let them do as they pleased.

Having accepted Athena's request, Zeus gestured for her to take her rightful place, and the Goddess of Wisdom gracefully leaped up to the first seat on the right.

Another matter was resolved, and as another pillar of his kingly foundation was established, the Divine King felt quite satisfied. As for whether Athena would have any additional thoughts about him, from the perspective of the Chaotic Gods, this possibility was indeed quite slim.

Although Zeus had been extremely harsh with Metis, he hadn't done anything to Athena, merely postponing her emergence. But this kind of delay was not the same as the previous Divine King's act of swallowing his children; a goddess who had never been truly born would not harbor any negative feelings, much less experience pain or loneliness.

'Ever since that sacrifice, my luck seems to have turned for the better...'

Considering this and even sensing the situation of his avatar, the Divine King couldn't help but feel more delighted.

The eighth pillar was about to be restored, and there was also his son Ares, who was not yet fully grown. The ritual that seemed so difficult to assemble now appeared much less challenging. Therefore, with a joyful mood, Zeus looked towards his loyal subordinate, the God of the West Wind, Zephyrus.

Even without knowing his true strength, the other had still been willing to stand by his side; such a loyal subordinate was naturally someone to be heavily promoted.

And such conduct even reminded the Divine King momentarily of that giant god still propping up the heavens to the West. Coincidentally, the God of the West Wind also had an association with 'West,' perhaps this was a preordained sign by fate.

Compared to other deities, allowing such a god to ascend to the peak with the help of faith and then sit in the Principal God's seat would truly allow the Divine King to rest assured, while at the same time displaying his unquestionable authority, and the loyalty of the other was beyond doubt.

In time, all gods would see that, if he so wished, even a True God with weak Divine Power could become the Supreme Ruler of the gods.

With even more warmth in his eyes, Zeus happily spoke:

"Zephyrus, my subject, and my friend. Over the years, you have done many things for me, and I have kept each one in my heart, never forgetting."

Without mentioning the past, but the gods knew that this was the Divine King's way of praising the other's loyalty.

"Your Majesty, this is my duty, as a member of the Divine Court, I am obliged to serve You."

Stepping forth, the God of the West Wind bowed respectfully, and hearing the other's humble words, the Divine King smiled and waved his hand.

"In any case, Zephyrus, your merit is indisputable, and I admire your ability. Therefore, if you're not inclined to refuse, I will marry my daughter with Eurynome, Euphrosyne, to you as your wife. I believe this will be a blissful marriage."

"It would be my honor, Your Majesty."

Without hesitation, Zephyrus immediately accepted, and the Divine King was unsurprised. He didn't think the God of the West Wind would refuse his goodwill, and what another daughter thought was even less of his concern.

As one of the three Graces, Euphrosyne held no place in Zeus's heart.

"Very well, then let this matter be settled."

"Your wedding will be held later, and now, I have another task for you."

After a brief pause, as the matters with his avatar were nearing an end, Zeus came to understand that the goddess who emerged from the Golden Apple Tree presided over the domain of Life. This was one of the most supreme authorities in the world, and even though Life was actually fragmented, as the primary guardian of a significant part of it, Moanda must be extraordinary.

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