Zeus, who had witnessed everything, did not say anything. The gods have revered the Primordial Gods not just for a day or two, much like the reason no deity is willing to venture to the Underworld, aside from its barrenness, is because it is wrapped in the essences of numerous Primordial Gods.
Gods, too, revere a mightier force, which is only natural. Of course, this is also why he tirelessly pursued power.
"Divine King, may I know why you have summoned us gods today? Is there something you wish to announce? I hope it's not that there's a problem with the Faith Laws that were just established."
As the God of Sun, Helios took his seat; he glanced around the hall, noticing some different arrangements. Read the latest on m_v-l'e|-novelhall.net
His divine power was on the verge of breakthrough; for him, the most desired change was to have no change at all. Moreover, as a Titan deity born in a previous era, even to this day, Helios was not quite accustomed to the Olympian Gods' sense of time.
Compared to mortals, Zeus might already be living 'months as if days,' but compared to the Titans of the second epoch, the new gods still seemed to have somewhat more going on.
Of course, Helios could understand Zeus. After all, Cronus had not had so many relics from the previous epoch at the beginning of his reign... But understanding was one thing, looking at the transformed Temple, Helios still continued to ask:
"And these twelve chairs... Divine King, whom have you prepared them for?"
At this moment, as usual, the Divine King and Queen of Gods were seated at the highest place, far above where the other gods were seated. That was not unusual, but aside from that, there were twelve distinctive chairs arranged on both sides of the great hall, hovering in mid-air, forming a circle around the entire palace.
For a while, the other gods also turned their gazes toward Zeus. This new arrangement made them somewhat uncomfortable, as those twelve chairs seemed to be towering above them.
The Divine King sitting a bit higher than them was understandable on account of the current laws. The previous two generations of Divine Kings had also proven their might by deeds. But if other gods were to be placed above them, that would be somewhat unacceptable.
The golden-haired deity was full of youthful vigour, and while they could not discern the strength of his power, the amiability in his smile already won many deities over. At that moment, in the image, Apollo was drawing his bow, aiming at a monstrous serpent on the Panasus mountain range.
"Divine King, is he the god you spoke of?"
From a position close to the top of the temple, Aphrodite suddenly asked.
"Of course, my friend, an exemplary new god, is he not?"
Nodding his head, Zeus had not expected Apollo to so easily attract the attention of the Goddess of Beauty.
Moreover, it seemed that Aphrodite had a rather good impression of Apollo, which made the Divine King think that his plans might not be difficult to accomplish.
"Hmph!"
Just as the thought arose, it was interrupted by a cold snort from the side. Zeus's gaze met Hera's indifferent look for a moment, then he chose to keep silent.
As Hera's gaze swept past Zeus and settled on Aphrodite.
Towards the former, although Hera still felt dissatisfaction with the opportunity given to Zeus to 'show off in front of others,' she had reluctantly come to accept this outcome over the past period. Towards the latter, it was simply a dislike born from character and authority.
One was loyal, the other promiscuous. One had perfected the order of marriage, giving it real power; the other inherently symbolized primal lust, capable of stirring desires in the opposite sex with just a smile or a frown.