To be king [Greek mythology]

The ability to subdue Hydra will definitely become Crete's great power.

Are you still worried about not being able to get out of slavery?

To take a step back, in their minds, the existence of slaves is entirely for the needs of their masters, and it is quite natural for slaves to save their masters—ownerless slaves to save civilians and nobles.

The proposition of whether slaves are loyal or not has never entered the minds of these warriors and other commoner nobles.

He will protect Minos in the perilous forest where even if the entire hunting party leaves, there will be some casualties. He is still such a young child, and he will definitely be in trouble in the future.

Except for occasionally needing the help of slaves to do some things, warriors actually do most of the things by themselves. Their attachment to slaves is far less than that of commoners and nobles. You must know that warriors in the city-state will really leave the city-state to work hard Yes, a large part of them were originally slaves.

They take for granted a much better attitude towards children who might become their backs.

Warriors don't need to think as much as kings and nobles, they are more inclined to be single-minded.

They are loyal to the city-state, have stepped into the underworld countless times, and their life of approaching death every day makes them pay special attention to everything today.

City-states, comrades-in-arms, lovers, relatives.

Thurps couldn't understand how these warriors got their natural favor and closeness to him, but he didn't rely on this favor and closeness to do things to embarrass them.

He waited outside the meeting place, standing next to a warrior.

The tall and burly warrior stood straight, wore armor, held a spear in his hand, and kept his eyes fixed.

His skin was a healthy shade of dark from years of sun exposure, his dark brown hair was curled, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and nose without even making him blink.

Thurps squatted down, and his whole body shrank in the shadow of the warrior reflected by the sunlight.

"The results of the punishment of Sarpedon and Radamandis will come out today, right?" He looked up at the warrior.

"En." Warrior answered him like this, his posture was still meticulous.

Thurps thought of the plan Minos had told him.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

That must have meant throwing Sarpedon and Radamandis into the forest to enjoy the struggle for survival.

"So... when will the punishment be imposed?" Thurps asked.

The habits of each city-state are different. In his own city-state, it started to implement the punishment as soon as it was issued, but as far as he heard about another city-state, it started to implement it the next day, giving the punished person the last time Opportunity to defend yourself.

"Three days later," the warrior answered him.

Thurps breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was not implemented immediately like his city-state.

Thurps, who had just rushed over from lunch, squatted outside the rally until the sky turned black.

The warrior standing guard had already changed shifts, and the warrior who had just left ran back and gave him a piece of bread. Thurps looked up and smiled at him.

A child's smile can always make people feel healed, especially a beautiful child.

The warrior became more casual after leaving his post. He scratched his short curly hair, smiled at Thurps, reached out hesitantly, and rubbed Thurps' head.

Surpus held down the mongoose who was about to bite it - for the mongoose, the tops of Surpus and Minos were its exclusive positions, and whoever moved would die.

The warrior chuckled and rubbed Thurps' head again.

Then go.

Surpus looked at the back of the warrior with a brisk footstep in a daze, and the mongoose scratched his hair with a ferocious expression on top of his head.

"His woman is pregnant." The warrior standing guard said so, which kind of explained the reason for the warrior's behavior.

Thurps looked at his back with envy in his eyes.

With such a father, the child will definitely be very happy after birth-but first of all, this warrior must not return to Hades due to various things.

But no matter what, the family is not destroyed, the country is not broken, and the body is not a slave of other city-states, which is much better than him.

Thurps stared at the gate of the assembly with burning eyes.

He thought that he would never be able to hear from those people again in his life, but it was not necessarily the case now.

Thurpus didn't know the exact time of the winter three years ago that Minos mentioned before, but when the winter just entered, the gates of the city-state were trampled by iron cavalry, but in Crete, at the beginning of winter, with a half God's physique is not so cold.

Even Thurps felt that he was about to freeze to death in the forest when it was deep winter.

He remembered that when he escaped from the slave ship into the forest, he was wearing only a simple clothing of rough linen, and he only felt the bitterness of the sea wind.

After entering the forest, he quickly found the cave, and then came over like that.

The temperature that can freeze the demigod's body severely, no matter how you say it, can directly freeze him to death.

At that time, he happened to meet a mongoose and survived smoothly.

Thurps took a deep breath, full of curiosity about the person Sarpedon said three years ago.

The child grows very fast, almost changing his appearance every day, but he can see the traces of growth. Sarpedon can be so sure that Surpus is the person he met three years ago. When I turned my thoughts away from myself and turned to explore the people around me, it suddenly dawned on me.

Sarpedon really made a mistake, but the person in his impression must be a person quite similar to Thurps.

Who is it?

Thurps' palms were sweating, and his heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out.

Among his four brothers, the one who looks like him is his own younger brother after counting, and the other two were born to women his father married.

Thurps took a deep breath, leaning against the wall with his head bowed and his knees hugged, trying to adjust his breathing.

As long as he thinks of the possibility of a reunion of brothers, Thurps is so excited that he doesn't know what to do.

The eye sockets are a little sore, and it seems that there is fluid about to leak out.

When it was all dark, the door of the meeting place was finally opened.

The first to rush out was the furious Radamandis, followed by the pale Sarpedon.

Thurps' eyes lit up, and he finally found the person he was waiting for.

He rushed over a few steps and grabbed Sarpedon.

Sarpedon seemed to be frightened, and suddenly turned his head to look at Surpus, almost jumping away.

"You... the person you mentioned three years ago, is it about five or six years old, with black hair, straight hair, coffee-colored eyes, and a gentle and good-looking smile?" Thurps paused, and put his clothes on Lifting it up, compared to his left waist, "Is there another scar about this long here?"

Sarpedon looked at Thurpus's waist in surprise, and reached out to touch it, "Why didn't you?!"

"Where is he!?!?" Thurpus' eyes were flushed red, and his hysterical roar shocked the not so courageous Sarpedon.

Sarpedon pointed to the forest outside the city tremblingly, "In the forest, south."

"...South." Thurps let go of him, turned and ran directly to the south gate of Crete.

Sarpedon stared at his leaving back in a daze, and then his right hand was held.

He tilted his head, aiming at Minos, who was quite proud at first, but now seemed to have a gloomy face and a murderous look all over his body.

His wrist was pinched and hurt.

"Who will allow you to touch him?" Minos' voice was dry and hoarse, so cold that Sarpedon shivered.

Sarpedon was terribly aggrieved—he also knew that his long-term flattery had really targeted the wrong person, "Minos! It hurts!"

"Where did he go?" Minos let go of his hand and glanced at Sarpedon.

"South, he probably wants to go to the south of the forest." Sarpedon knew everything.

Minos looked at him and snorted coldly, turned around and followed the direction Thurpus left.

Chapter 24

Thurpus grabbed the mongoose that was rushing to bite the warriors who stopped him, and the slave's mark on his ankle was hot and painful.

"Go back." The warrior guarding the city gate looked at Surpus and said.

Even though the warriors generally have a good opinion of this kid who might really be able to lead the warriors of Crete in the future, Thurps is just a slave in the final analysis.

A slave should look like a slave. Even though Minos has an unusual attitude towards Thurpus, he will not be very popular anywhere if he is arrogant.

Surpus looked away from the warrior, and looked at a place that could not be seen at the end of the path outside the city gate.

He heard from the warriors of the hunting team who returned from outside not long ago that starting from the city of Crete, it took half a day to reach the west entrance of the forest on the island.

There are people stationed there, and after a short supply and rest, they will enter the forest for hunting.

Thurps might find what he was looking for as long as he entered through the safe entrance on the west, then walked south, and searched a few times in the forest.

If only his younger brother, the little fellow named Miredus, hadn't died.

Thurps is reluctant to think about the possibility of this matter.

He taught his younger brother many things, because their city-state was once so strong and prosperous, Thurpus has always been extremely strict with himself and Miredus, otherwise he escaped from the slave ship and entered the forest. After that, he couldn't adapt to life in the forest so quickly.

Thurps to his own brother