The sides of Hera's gown were also partially open, held together by thin white cords.
Her long golden hair was elegantly pinned up, with the crown of the Queen of Olympus resting at its center.
She looked noble, dignified, beautiful, and mature.
Combined with the faint fragrance surrounding her, she possessed an irresistible charm.
And at this moment, only Karl could truly appreciate it.
Gaea's divine garments were no less impressive than Hera's.
This time, the Earth Mother had completely covered her graceful figure with a dark-blue gown whose neckline reached her neck.
However, such thin fabric could hardly conceal her voluptuous figure.
Instead, the conservative clothing emphasized her curves even more.
Combined with the subtle makeup around the corners of her eyes and lips, Gaea possessed a mature charm quite different from Hera's.
Aphrodite wore pink divine garments decorated with delicate accessories.
The outfit made the Goddess of Love and Beauty appear more youthful and lively.
Persephone, meanwhile, wore a dark-green gown with openings around her slender waist.
A layer of translucent green fabric covered her upper body, accompanied by elegant ornaments.
Her clothing made the Queen of the Underworld appear serious and dignified.
Unfortunately, that image clashed completely with the infatuated expression she showed whenever she looked at Karl.
After admiring all four women, Karl nodded slightly.
Hera and Gaea immediately stepped forward.
They came to Karl's sides and began massaging him.
When Gaea noticed Karl's brows furrowing slightly, she immediately moved behind the throne.
Her smooth hands gently pressed against his temples, moving in slow circles.
Her eyes were filled with affection.
Hera noticed this and felt slightly annoyed with herself for not reacting first.
Aphrodite took Gaea's previous position and began massaging Karl's shoulder.
Persephone sat at the edge of the table in front of him.
She picked up a bunch of grapes and carefully brought one toward his mouth.
Karl glanced at her.
Then he opened his mouth and ate it.
Afterward, he leaned his head backward against Gaea.
Gaea immediately looked delighted.
Hera couldn't help feeling somewhat envious.
Karl lazily relaxed upon the throne, enjoying the attention of four of the highest-ranking women of the former Olympian pantheon.
The next moment, Persephone suddenly fell into Karl's arms.
Her eyes lit up with excitement.
She immediately leaned against the man she had become obsessed with, breathing in his scent.
Soon, her entire body seemed to lose its strength, and she collapsed against him.
Karl slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced down at Persephone lying limply in his arms.
He hadn't expected her to become this weak merely from being held by him.
Thinking about Hera, Gaea, and Aphrodite's previous reactions, Karl became even more convinced that these Olympian goddesses seemed to possess some unusual emotional trait once they truly became attached to someone.
And somehow, he had managed to awaken it in all of them.
One after another, these once-proud goddesses were falling into his arms and waiting for his favor.
Karl felt extremely satisfied.
He wrapped one arm around Persephone's slender waist.
Then he closed his eyes again.
Hera, Gaea, and Aphrodite continued massaging him.
Persephone remained happily nestled against his chest.
...
About thirty minutes later, Karl left the hall with Hera and Aphrodite in his arms.
Gaea and Persephone followed behind them.
The group headed toward the garden beside the castle.
Along the way, numerous Olympian goddesses witnessed the scene.
Some looked conflicted.
Some were angry.
Others stared with obvious disdain.
Hera and Aphrodite didn't care.
In their minds, the others might eventually end up no different from them.
After reaching the garden, Karl sat down with Hera and Aphrodite beside him.
Gaea and Persephone stood behind him and resumed gently massaging his shoulders.
Many of the goddesses already in the garden stared in disbelief.
The former Queen of Olympus and the Goddess of Love were nestled comfortably beside Karl, their expressions filled with satisfaction and affection.
Even the ancient Earth Mother and Queen of the Underworld were willingly attending to him.
They couldn't understand what kind of charm this man possessed to cause such drastic changes in them.
Among the observers, Hebe, Goddess of Youth, stared most intensely.
Her eyes were fixed upon her mother.
Hera.
The former Queen of Olympus.
She could hardly believe her mother had become like this.
Karl naturally noticed.
"Queen."
Hera raised her head.
"Your daughter is watching you."
Karl glanced toward Hebe.
"Aren't you going to greet her?"
"Bring her over. You haven't had much opportunity to reunite as mother and daughter."
Hera's body trembled slightly.
She followed Karl's gaze and saw Hebe staring at her.
Then she looked back into Karl's eyes.
After only a brief hesitation, her attachment to Karl overcame everything else.
"Yes, God-King."
Hera lowered her head respectfully.
"I'll bring my daughters here immediately."
Karl was momentarily surprised.
He had only intended to...
But Hera herself had already said it.
Karl naturally had no intention of refusing.
The next moment, Hera left his embrace and walked toward Hebe.
Gaea, Aphrodite, and Persephone also looked surprised.
None of them had expected Hera to respond that way.
Before they could think much further, Karl turned his gaze toward Gaea behind him.
"You should go as well."
Gaea's heart trembled slightly.
"Yes, God-King."
She nodded before turning and walking back toward the castle.
In Marvel's Olympian genealogy, Gaea was Hera's grandmother, while Cronus and Rhea were Hera's parents.
Rhea had also given birth to Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Demeter, Hestia, and Hera.
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