To be king [Greek mythology]

It seemed to him that his sister would just sleep for a while, and then wake up again at the sound of his lyre, and run into the forest of Olympus to hunt a stag and come back.

This unexpected event caught all the gods by surprise.

The Goddess of War looked at the night sky below Olympus, it was dark and gloomy, with only faint stars dotted on the night.

It was already the third day of the moonless night controlled by Hecate of the dark moon.

Athena finally couldn't hold back, took a deep breath, stood up, "I'm going to find Prometheus."

Chapter 80

The weather was cloudy, and the sun god did not drive his sun chariot swaying in the sky today.

Thurps is quite satisfied with the weather. The slightly cool wind makes people refreshed, unlike the scorching sun of the past few days, just standing in the sun for a while will make the whole body wet.

Too hot weather is also quite unfavorable for marching.

Sitting in the tent, Thurps squinted his eyes at the meat left on the dinner plate.

The sound of the horn sounded outside the tent, and the warriors who had been patrolling and standing guard were stunned for a moment, and then blew the horn one after another—the sound of the horn was long and three times in a row.

It is not a warning, but a notice to withdraw camp.

The originally slightly clean Spartan military camp suddenly boiled.

Sparta never retreated without a fight, and now the notification to pull out the camp does not mean to pack up and go home, but after so many days of waiting, their king's part-time military adviser finally decided to attack Megara.

The faces of the warriors were full of excitement, much happier than during the festival.

Thurps felt a little toothache when the warriors treated the war like this and showed such a festive look-he was not a person who was particularly keen on war.

Especially when he was the first direct victim of war, he disliked war even more.

However, he has to admit that victory in war can give people a very strong sense of accomplishment and conquest. Thurps feels that if he is really a native Spartan, his enthusiasm for war may be stronger than that of these warriors. They are much higher.

Winning is addictive.

Sitting on horseback, Surpus watched as several warrior leaders led the scouts and vanguard across the bridge.

"Are you going to leave now?" King Corinth looked at Thurps, a little dissatisfied.

Because Thurpus did not tell him when the Spartan army would leave, as the party who was borrowed, King Corinth had every reason to be displeased.

Of course, there is also the discomfort of not being able to take advantage of it. After all, it is just an excuse. How much benefit can be distributed to him in the end is up to Sparta, and he has no part to intervene.

After all, how strong Sparta's fighting power is is obvious to all, and what Sparta's goal is this time is quite obvious, not to mention that even the king has come out to lead troops to fight, so they are bound to win Athens.

No city-state would underestimate Sparta's combat effectiveness after putting aside all concerns. Even in normal times, no one dared to underestimate Sparta's combat effectiveness.

"Yes." Thurps nodded, answering King Corinth's question.

King Corinth frowned seeing that Thurpus didn't understand the meaning of his hidden words at all.

Of course Thurps knew what the King of Corinth meant, but as the king of Sparta, it was definitely impossible for him to promise something to Corinth first—as a king, thick skin is a compulsory course.

The vanguard soon passed the bridge built by Hercules. Thurps looked at Hercules who was leading the backbone, and then glanced at the King of Corinth. Just as he was about to say goodbye, he was intercepted by the King of Corinth. Stop talking.

"Corinth can help you," said King Corinth.

Surpus raised his eyebrows. The King of Corinth's face was much thinner than he imagined. Surpus thought he would directly ask for something, but he didn't expect that he was so kind and planned to use his strength in exchange for reward.

Very reasonable.

Thurps loved it.

Then he quite tactfully rejected King Corinth's proposal: "If necessary."

Of course there is no need for it.

Because Sparta and Crete.

Of course, there are only a handful of people who know about Crete as a reinforcement. After all, Crete came so far to fight a naval battle with Salamis. If Salamis is the first to defend, it must be You will suffer.

Now even if the news is revealed, it is only known that Sparta is going to attack Megara and Salamis Island.

There is not much defense against the forces that attack from the sea and from behind.

Thurps provided Crete with sufficient safety conditions so that they could take the lead smoothly, and even landed directly in Salamis from the side.

Thurpus believes that Minos has such a sense, even if he himself can't let Crete go and will not come in person, the leader he sent will definitely have this ability.

Crete is different from Sparta, which relies solely on strength. That powerful island city-state has enough diverse and outstanding talents.

King Corinth didn't know when Sparta and Crete hooked up—in fact, few people knew that Thurpus came out of Crete, because Thurpus was a student of Prometheus. The prophet partner of Lacules and the king of Sparta are well-known, and with the first status, not many people go back to find out where they came from.

So although the King of Corinth was somewhat dissatisfied with Thurps' behavior that he hardly regarded him as a king, he was still willing to make friends with this person who had a lot to do with the gods.

After all, if the Spartan army hadn't borrowed from Corinth, the Aphrodite they believed in would not have come to Corinth.

It is an extremely glorious thing for any city-state that the gods of faith come to the city-state.

Of course, except for the peculiar situation of Sparta.

I don't know that Surpus' reply is actually the king of Corinth who refused in disguise. He thinks that Corinth still has a chance to get a share of it. Dissatisfaction evaporated.

Instead of standing on the edge of the isthmus to watch the heroic appearance of the Spartan warriors, he bid farewell to Thurps and continued to remove the nails that sneaked into Corinth at some unknown time.

Hercules, who was supposed to lead the team to leave, saw the King of Corinth leaving, and came out of nowhere and came to Surpus, watching the Spartan warriors like a black torrent with him, With a heavy and chilling breath, it rushed across the rough wooden bridge on the isthmus.

"You didn't leave?" Thurps raised an eyebrow.

Hercules shook his head, "I'll wait for you, there's no rush."

Facing Hercules, Thurps was actually a little embarrassed—after all, he had categorically rejected Hercules' love for him, but this demigod, who was loved by the king of gods, Always show his presence in front of him every once in a while.

It would be fine if it was simply a sense of presence. The problem is that Hercules has been helping him for free.

Surpus looked at Hercules' appearance, shrugged, and had nothing to say.

Although the wooden bridge is crude, it is not narrow.

Hercules knew that there were many Spartans, so the bridge was wide enough for ten people to walk abreast.

The army of 3 people was not slow to move. Thurpus looked up at the sky covered by leaden gray clouds, clamped the horse's belly, pulled the reins, and tied the tail of the army with Hercules. superior.

After crossing the bridge, Thurps glanced back, paused slightly, then turned to Hercules and said, "Cut off the bridge."

Hercules was taken aback.

"Spartan warriors don't need to retreat." Surps squinted at the warriors who didn't look back at all, so said.

Abandoning everything and moving forward bravely towards victory is the spirit of Sparta.

Hercules smacked his lips as he watched Thurpus leave.

At that moment, he really felt that Thurps had integrated into Sparta.The Hercules watched him spend a lot of effort to build the knock, sighed, got off his horse and walked to the bridge, directly overturned the entire wooden bridge, and fell into the isthmus with a loud noise.

It's like a horn sounded to the Spartan warriors going to the battlefield.

Thurps swung his whip and rushed from the end of the line to the front, looking at Ares who ran to the front of the line at some point, and raised his eyebrows.

"I said you shouldn't be on the battlefield," Thurps said.

"Athena left Olympus." Ares didn't say much about Thurps' rudeness, but said so.

Thurps frowned and pursed his lips, "Is she going to Hades too?"

"No." Ares shook his head, "She's in Argos."

The only thing Argos could be honored to be remembered by Athena was his teacher.

Having lost his faith and regained his godhead, Prometheus, who was affected by the twilight of the gods, would not benefit from facing Athena now.

Surpus wasn't sure if Athena's proud character would be angered by Prometheus, so he did it directly.

After all, even Zeus couldn't bear the power of Prometheus's mouth.

Athena, who is a virgin goddess, does not have the character of tolerating offenses because of the love accumulated in her heart.

"Athena has a good relationship with Artemis?" Surpus asked.

"Yes." Ares, who was not sure of Athena's purpose, was worried.

"Oh..." Thurpus probably knew why Athena came. The dark night was occupied by Hecate of the dark moon. Athena rushed down in such a hurry, nine out of ten were because of Arte