I Became a Slave to a Mythical Shepherd

Episode 87. The story of Odysseus (2)

Agamemnon and Tyndareus.

The nominee’s older brother and the host of this banquet spoke to me. That time when I was enjoying a tryst, not a tryst, in a corner of the garden with Penelope-sama.

Ah… Come to think of it, I explained a lot about Agamemnon, but I couldn’t properly explain anything about Tyndareus.

I’ll try to explain it as concisely as possible.

He’s a strange person.

(“Odysseus! But you are my uncle. Please speak a little more kindly.”)

I’m sorry, ma’am. But I promised to be true to Paris.

Tyndareos is a very strange person.

No, he was not originally like that.

When I heard rumors from my father when I was young, it is said that he was a fairly gentle and good-natured person. He was a good son and a good husband, so he could have been a good father.

But what? If your wife had an affair with the ruler of the sky and suddenly gave birth to an egg, how would the person who saw it not become strange?

Besides, not too long ago, two of his sons . . . became stars. to the letter.

(“You mean Gemini.”)

Yes, that’s right.

Oh, oh, I forgot to say congratulations.

The priests said. That new constellation was raised by the great Demeter for the lord of Antandros.

You are so amazing. As the people of the world say, King Priam certainly got a prince who was loved by the gods as his second son.

Another story almost leaked. We will continue to talk about the strangeness of Tyndareos.

It’s understandable.

Your own child came out of the egg, and now it’s a star. Sometimes, if I’m bored, I come down to the ground.

Who in the world would be sane after seeing that?

You will wake up and feel that your wife has been taken away by Zeus. Helen is also the daughter of Zeus. I can’t even go anywhere else to complain about it. Because it’s blasphemy.

Surprisingly, Lady Leda, who held Zeus, who had turned into a swan, as the person involved, was fine.

(“You didn’t like people?”)

Yes, Paris. To be precise, your temperament has become a bit eccentric.

There were also a few incidents with the suitors, such as quarreling over trivial matters, splashing water on their faces, or replying to jokes with a fierce expressionless expression.

Even when I arrived at the court and greeted him, Lord Tyndareus simply threw me a few words without any kind of social greeting and then dismissed me.

Of course, at the banquet, everyone looked at Tindareos like thin ice.

Of course, since the person who decides whether or not they should get a spouse is Tyndareos-sama himself, there were things like that… but that wasn’t the only thing.

The air there was uncomfortably frozen.

You know what?

There were dozens of kings and princes gathered at the banquet hall. Each of these people, who coated fish bones and ate well-roasted eels, could mobilize hundreds or even thousands of troops in their homeland.

If they are angry with Tyndareus… Of course, Zeus, who protects justice, will be angry, but what if they take up a sword in anger at Tyndareus’ poor treatment?

Even so, they were soaked in rivalry and anger towards each other.

There is only one shining daughter of Lord Tyndareos, but there are dozens of suitors who have come here.

Dozens of competitors were only aiming for one fruit: the throne of the rich country called Sparta.

So this banquet, of course, was to raise the ransom of Princess Helena and raise the authority of the Spartan royal family, but it was also a huge risk to everyone.

If only one of them, even one of them, began to scream, under sharp political considerations, they would vent into their own forged protests and rage.

Then they could have drawn swords and spears at each other.

Of course someone could have been hurt.

The king of a country, or a prince or an important nobleman.

Then the blood price to be paid will probably not be small. That is, if bloodshed were to take place right in the middle of the Spartan court.

Tyndareos was testing people on a really dangerous gambling table.

So, that atmosphere was released by Agamemnon. So everyone has no choice but to like Agamemnon more.

Of course, I don’t think he did it with such pure intentions… But anyway, the achievements of Agamemnon are true.

Still, the tension and turmoil between the suitors was too deep for a few light jokes to ease.

At any moment, they were ready to kill each other, or the brothers Menelaus and Agamemnon, who were known as King Tyndareus or the courtiers who arranged this place. Their sword never rested.

Anyway, when the two appeared together, I already guessed.

The fact that an alliance took place.

I already knew that the rumors about the nominee were not just rumors, but seeing them confirmed right in front of my eyes was heartbreaking.

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Looking around, there was no one else besides me, Penelope, Tyndareos, and Agamemnon.

It’s a good place to have a quiet conversation. Of course, it didn’t happen by itself.

Do you know who Agamemnon’s wife is?

(“Isn’t it Clytemnestra? Another daughter of Tyndareus.”)

That’s right. Then do you know who Clytemnestra’s original husband was?

(“Tantalos son of Thyestes.”)

you’re right. He is the great-grandson of the famous Tantalus and cousin of Agamemnon.

Agamemnon killed his cousin and took his wife.

And it was Tyndareus who supported Agamemnon’s coup.

***

“for a moment.”

I couldn’t understand for a moment, so I stopped talking and looked at Odysseus. Odysseus lowered his head lightly, as if he had already expected a reaction, and ran a hand through Penelope’s hair.

Penelope was braiding her hair beside him, and when Odysseus stopped talking he took a small nut from the table and rolled it in her mouth.

And Ino…

“Paris, are you okay?”

worried about me

“huh? what’s the matter?”

“Because you don’t look well.”

“I feel that way too, Paris. Is there something wrong with you?”

“No… I’m fine. I will point out one more thing I want to point out and resume the discussion.”

“yes.”

“Did Tyndareus… support Agamemnon to kill his son-in-law and rob his daughter?

Did Agamemnon marry his daughter, Clytemnestra, to his enemy while he was entrusted with his body, and then kill him again?”

In the Iliad, the king of Mycenae is called ‘the great king or the king of kings’ (ϝάναξ), unlike other kings.

Didn’t Tyndareus, who had a bad temper, put his feet on both sides while watching the bloody dispute over the throne of Mycenae?

On the one hand he gave his own daughter, and on the other he kept the claimants alive under his command.

Then, when he did not like the other, he pushed Agamemnon to kill his son-in-law without mercy.

‘Clytemnestra.’

In a situation more complex than I thought, I come up with a name.

I know of Clytemnestra’s unhappy life.

Her most beloved daughter is murdered by her husband, and after killing her husband as revenge, she herself will soon die by her own son, Orestes.

So, did you mean that the beginning of that misfortune was your father’s political prank?

Odysseus sighs and says:

“yes.”

The answer was that it was over. Odysseus avoided comment as if it was a messy story to talk about further.

So the story goes on again.

***

Their concerns were simple.

Tyndareos told me.

– “Odysseus, son of Laertes, I have heard of your reputation. Being smart is like the goddess Athena.”

How is it? Isn’t that vocal mimicry good?

. . . Everyone has no answers. Are you shy? Anyway, I answered that.

-”It’s just a good way to roll your hair. How can you compare me to the wisdom of an immortal goddess?”

Then Agamemnon said this time.

– “Still, we will need your cleverness. Also… we have something we can give you.”

Agamemnon scanned the two of us with his characteristic ‘resources’ eyes. Penelope and I, for some reason, separated from each other for a while.

Penelope went far away, and I met Tyndareus and Agamemnon alone at the edge of the garden.

The ‘thing I can give you’ he said was clear.

***

“Of course, it must have been a marriage with Penelope-sama here.”

“you’re right. You’re getting it right, too.”

Odysseus admires and looks up to me with a little respect.

My conscience stung in those eyes.

After all, I’ve read countless comics and novels about ‘I tipped off a plan to Tyndareos in exchange for permission to marry Penelope’.

“Because I came to see Odysseus. He could have had someone older or more powerful to have as an assistant, but he needed someone he could tie himself to as terms of a deal anyway.”

“ah! After all, wisdom is great.”

Of course, that didn’t stop me.

In this era, I have nothing to do anyway, so the only way left for me is to extract future knowledge.

If you know how much I have increased in ‘reciting future knowledge and pretending to have invented/discovered by myself’ over the past few years, everyone will be amazed.

I put an iron plate on my face in front of Odysseus who let out an exclamation and continued talking.

“Anyway, it would have been obvious to get it from that side. Wouldn’t there have been a need for some sort of way to keep the countless suitors from harming the Spartan court while yielding to the outcome?

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Menelaus to enter Sparta.”

“… that’s correct.”

Odysseus asked for permission to marry Penelope, and Tyndareus and Agamemnon sought a way to secure Helen.

No wonder. Even if the number of suitors is in the tens, if you add all the people they bring, you might count at least a few hundred to a thousand.

Most cities in this era have a population of several thousand, at most 10,000 to 20,000.

There, the riots that close to 1,000 armed men can cause could easily have dire consequences. And if there are a few demigods in between, things become even simpler.

Therefore, Odysseus had no choice but to come up with a way to ensure the safety of Sparta from the suitors.

The number was necessary not only for Agamemnon, whom he hated, but also for himself and Penelope.

I knew very well what it was.

Odysseus speaks again.

“So, after a long talk with the two of them, I went back to the banquet hall where the suitors were gathered. Didn’t I say it was near the end of the banquet?

. . . Tyndareus called out to the people, and in an instant the atmosphere at the scene became tense like the strings of a lyre.”

The story was obvious.

“Standing by Tyndareus’ side, I summoned suitors.

And I petitioned them to disarm me. And he said, “Shouldn’t we have nothing to shed each other’s blood on this land?”

So Odysseus demanded an oath from the suitors.

“The issue of choosing a marriage partner was decided according to the choice made by Helen, the person concerned.”

Promise to respect Helen’s choice.

“And anyone who tries to break that choice has been decided to be defeated by everyone here. If there is an agreement like that, it will be difficult for anyone to have a different mind.”

An oath to unite and destroy anyone who breaks the sacred oath she chooses to forge.

“All the suitors laid down their arms on the table and joined the oath. Countless spears, knives, and blunt weapons collided with a metallic sound.”

I could imagine

Kings and princes from all over Achaia, heroes and demigods glared at each other with their sun-like eyes shining, and eventually accepted the agreement one by one from the young man in front of them.

The son of Zeus, the son of Ares, and all other men also swear to obey the solemn oath.

It is the beginning of the Trojan War.

Sooner or later, they will step on the sands of the Scamandros River and run from the other side of us.

“When it was all over, King Tyndareus clapped his hands and called his attendants. It was late at night, and through the torches they fluttered the hems of their cloaks as they headed for the door behind them.”

and···

“The door that was tightly closed, connected to the inside of the palace, opens.

In it, I’ve never seen…

There was a beauty.”

The main character appears.