Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love, fell directly into Karl's embrace, practically landing on top of Hera and Gaea.
She had never expected Karl to suddenly pull her into his arms. The excitement and satisfaction that surged through her nearly overwhelmed her.
Karl casually adjusted his arms, pulling all three beautiful goddesses tightly against him.
Three different fragrances drifted around him, leaving Karl extremely satisfied.
Meanwhile, Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, tried to stand after recovering from her earlier shock.
However, she quickly discovered that her body still wouldn't obey her.
She could only remain kneeling before the throne.
Persephone raised her head and immediately noticed Karl looking at her with amusement.
Their eyes met.
Instead of shrinking back, Persephone glared directly at him.
Hatred.
Humiliation.
Resentment.
Defiance.
All of those emotions were clearly visible in her eyes.
Karl merely smiled.
After holding the three goddesses for a while, he slowly loosened his arms.
Hera and Gaea straightened themselves without much difficulty.
Aphrodite, however, was different.
She clearly didn't want to leave Karl's embrace.
When she finally tried to stand—
Her legs suddenly went weak.
She nearly collapsed on the spot.
Hera and Gaea looked at her in astonishment.
Then their expressions became rather strange.
They hadn't expected the famous Goddess of Love to become weak-kneed simply from being held by Karl.
A trace of disdain appeared in Hera's eyes.
Gaea's expression wasn't much better.
Was this really Aphrodite, one of the proudest and most beautiful goddesses of Olympus?
Karl himself was slightly surprised.
He hadn't expected Aphrodite to be this sensitive either.
Then Karl turned toward Hera.
His gaze fell upon the former Queen of Olympus beside him.
Seeing the once proud and untouchable goddess now staying obediently within his reach gave him an immense sense of satisfaction.
Hera naturally noticed his attention.
Her heart immediately began beating faster.
Despite having lived for countless years, she suddenly felt almost like a young woman experiencing love for the first time.
Her cheeks gradually reddened.
Beside her, Gaea silently watched the interaction.
A trace of envy appeared in the Earth Mother's eyes.
Then came loneliness.
She hadn't expected herself to lose Karl's attention to Hera, a goddess many generations younger than her.
For the first time, an uneasy thought entered her mind.
Did Karl prefer younger women?
But that didn't seem right.
When Karl had previously been with her, he had clearly shown that he liked her.
Why was he barely paying attention to her now?
The thought caused Gaea's mood to sink further.
Without realizing it, she tightened her fingers around Karl's hand.
She suddenly felt afraid.
Afraid that Karl might eventually lose interest in her.
That possibility frightened her far more than she wanted to admit.
Her old dignity and status as the Earth Mother had already been pushed into some forgotten corner of her mind.
At this moment, her thoughts were almost entirely occupied by Karl.
Gaea leaned against his chest.
When she raised her face again, moisture had already gathered in her eyes.
Karl immediately noticed something was wrong.
He released Hera slightly and turned toward Gaea.
The sight surprised him.
The ancient Earth Mother, who normally possessed a dignified and almost untouchable temperament, was now looking at him pitifully.
Tears were actually sliding down her cheeks.
Karl frowned slightly.
What happened?
He activated the power of the Infinity Stones and immediately sensed the emotions within Gaea.
The answer surprised even him.
Love.
Infatuation.
And fear.
She was genuinely afraid that he no longer liked her.
He could even perceive the scenes she was imagining—Karl gradually ignoring her until he eventually stopped paying attention to her altogether.
Karl was stunned.
Then came an enormous sense of satisfaction.
This was Gaea.
One of Earth's primordial Elder Gods.
The ancient Earth Mother.
Yet because he had paid more attention to Hera for a short while, she had actually begun imagining that he might abandon her and had become upset enough to cry.
Karl himself hadn't expected her feelings to have developed this deeply.
She had truly fallen for him.
He briefly glanced at Hera beside him.
Hera wasn't much different.
Was this some strange trait shared by the goddesses of Olympus once they genuinely became attached to someone?
Karl didn't know.
Nor did he particularly care.
He wrapped an arm around Gaea and pulled her tightly into his embrace.
Then he gently kissed her forehead.
His other hand wiped away the tears on her cheeks.
Interestingly, despite Gaea's divine power being sealed, her tears still crystallized shortly after leaving her eyes.
Perhaps it was simply an inherent aspect of her divine nature.
After receiving Karl's reassurance, Gaea immediately calmed down.
The ancient Earth Mother obediently remained in his arms, looking nothing like the primordial goddess who had once stood above generations of Olympians.
Karl's gaze softened slightly.
Beside them, Hera was still leaning against Karl's chest.
Her thoughts had also become somewhat hazy.
Karl had been absent for months.
Now that he had finally returned, Hera naturally wanted to remain as close to him as possible and hold onto the moment for as long as she could.
Gaea rested quietly against Karl.
Her previous anxiety had almost completely disappeared.
When Karl lowered his head toward her, Gaea immediately understood.
Her expression became excited.
Then she closed her eyes.
...
A short while later, Karl released Gaea and once again held the two high-ranking goddesses who had already given him their devotion.
Nearby, Aphrodite stared at Hera and Gaea.
Envy was plainly visible in her eyes.
Karl naturally noticed.
"What?"
"You want it too?"
Aphrodite's eyes immediately lit up.
"I do..."
"I want the God-King's favor and affection!"
"I am willing to dedicate everything I possess to the God-King!"
Her voice was filled with barely concealed excitement.
Karl smiled.
Aphrodite.
The legendary Goddess of Love and Beauty.
One of the most celebrated beauties of Olympus.
Yet at this moment, she was openly begging for his attention.
Karl slowly withdrew his right hand from Hera's waist.
Then he reached toward Aphrodite.
His palm rested against her cheek.
Aphrodite immediately became still.
Karl gently guided her closer.
She slowly rose and approached him, her blue eyes fixed entirely on his face.
Adoration was plainly visible within them.
Karl looked at Aphrodite's soft lips.
The lips of the Goddess of Love.
A goddess whose beauty had captivated countless gods and mortals throughout the ages.
Now their owner was willingly offering herself to the man seated upon the throne.
However, Karl did not immediately taste Aphrodite's alluring lips.
Instead—
His figure suddenly disappeared from the throne.
Hera vanished.
Gaea vanished.
Aphrodite vanished.
Even Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, disappeared from the hall with them.
The next moment, Karl brought them to the...
Before long, a symphony sung by a beautiful voice was heard inside the castle.
...
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