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Just as he said, Zeus knew that the God of West Wind was merely offering flattering words, but he still felt very pleased.
After all, no other gods ever spoke to him like that, especially those with power greater than intermediate divine power. In this light, Zephyrus suddenly stood out.
And so, as they engaged in casual conversation, time ticked away. It wasn't until the night began to fade, and the sun peeked out with a faint glow in the east, that Zeus finally remembered some serious business he had to attend to.
He didn't summon Zephyrus today just to listen to his flattery—although it indeed made him quite happy—he actually had another important matter.
"Zephyrus, my most trusted subordinate, you have always been loyal to me."
"So now, I have a task for you to complete."
His eyes slightly narrowed, Zeus's expression became formal. Beside him, the God of West Wind immediately stated:
