To be king [Greek mythology]

, looking at the herd of beasts below that had gradually become thinner, he groaned and chirped.

"Look at this, half of the west should be gone." Pailis also looked down, the rough paths and random houses that were originally walked out by the hunting team have been trampled into disrepair. He has experienced beasts twice. Chao, fortunately not injured, has a much sharper judgment on this situation than these few people who have not experienced this kind of battle, "The ones in the west still look like the last two or three waves."

The beast tide that occurred in this special season made Pailis not sure what would happen, but judging from the time and the tragedy of the forest, it was much more serious than before.

The number of beast tides was also much higher.

"The last two or three waves are also the scariest. Aside from the west, there are farther east, north, south, north?" A warrior asked. People who grew up in Crete are aware of the beast tide, but most of them have never faced this horror directly. As for the special wave, one can imagine how terrifying it is.

"The ones in the south will arrive sooner—but Thurps said that the south has become the territory of wolves. Now that no wolf has appeared, the ones in the south will probably not appear." Paieris replied, and then After a slight pause, he glanced at Thurpus who was lying on the tree in a different position, "We and Crete both have four to five days of respite."

"Can we go back to the city first?" A warrior asked, and the others seemed to be looking forward to it.

"The two of you can go back, but you." Payris pointed to the three warriors who came out with them, "You have to keep it. Now it is Thurps who can decide whether we go or stay."

Thurps' thoughts were interrupted by his name, and he looked back at them.

Facing such a tide of beasts, whether they want to return to the city-state to escape or want to defend their own city-state, it is human nature.

After a while, Thurps pursed his lips, "As you please."

Payris raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He thought that Surpus would disagree. You know, going directly into the forest with Surpus alone is no different from going directly to death.

But thinking that the younger brother Thurpus missed so much might be in the South Forest, Payris could somewhat understand his thoughts—he also had a brother, but he was accidentally gored by an angry bull during a hunt. was directly pierced through the chest cavity.

The three warriors looked at Paieris. Paieris thought for a while, then waved his hands, signaling them to be free.

The three young warriors looked at each other, and in the end only one chose to stay.

When the night got darker, the beast tide finally stopped again. The two warriors who were stationed and the other two warriors who decided to go back to the city-state took advantage of this rare opportunity to go back in the dark.

Shortly after they left, Thurps got up expressionlessly, got off the tree, and began to search among the ruins of the house.

"The beast tide in the western forest is not over yet. What are you going to do?" Payris raised his eyebrows, "Why, are you very upset that he left?"

Thurps didn't speak, and continued to rummage in silence.

"If you say whatever they want, they have the right to choose." Another warrior said.

Thurpus finally found a wooden stick wrapped in burlap with charred black burn marks - commonly known as a torch.

He dug out the flint from the animal skin bag he carried, lit the torch silently, then raised his head, and said coolly: "They are really warriors."

"They just want to go back and defend the city-state." Payris shrugged.

"Because following me into the forest means death?" Thurps waved the torch and walked deep into the forest. "It's just because I'm afraid of death. There's no shame in saying it."

Payris and the remaining warrior exchanged glances, and followed him down the tree.

The young warrior followed Thurpus, muffled for a while, and then said, "I'm also quite afraid of death."

"But you didn't leave." Surpus didn't turn his head. "I'm not even a Cretan, and I'm afraid of death, but I didn't leave, even though I entered the forest because of my brother—but you, But to bet on the possibility of entering the forest that might beat the rambunctious things in the forest."

The young warrior was silent.

"It's not shameful to admit one's fear and failure, everything else is an excuse." Surpus observed the surroundings, identified the direction, and continued to taunt mercilessly, "The warriors of Crete even take risks and overcome fear and failure. You have neither courage nor confidence, how did you teach Pailis?"

"They're still young, and going into the forest with a few people is no different than sending them to death." Payris' tone was full of insincerity, he smacked his lips, and patted the silent young warrior next to him, "Young people..."

"I'm still a kid." Thurps continued to mock.

Payris choked up, he really didn't think Thurps was a little devil for a while.

Thurps' mentality and perspective of seeing things should not be what he should have at his age.

After a long while, Pailis choked out a sentence: "...I think you are more like a demigod than Minos."

"I accept it as a compliment, but I have to tell you one thing." Thurps turned around and said, "Minos will be much stronger than me."

The cave where Surpus lived was a little far away from the entrance to the west of the forest, about two to three days away. The place was very hidden. Minos had been wandering around in the forest for more than ten years by himself before bumping into it by chance. He is enough to see the lethality of the forest to people who don't understand it.

Surpus didn't intend to take the two adults behind him there. For Surpus, it was enough for Minos to know that place alone.

At least Minos is really for his own good, towards him.

If he can no longer hang out in the city-state of Crete in the future, it would be good to go back to the original cave—of course, he will have to bring Miletus with him in the future.

"You are really good to Minos. You still don't forget to protect him at this time. No wonder he is so devoted to you." Payris teased Surpus like this, and after he finished speaking, he saw Surpus stop. Looking back at the weird expression, I also feel that what I said is a bit wrong.

He looked at Surpus's face that could vaguely glimpse his future demeanor, and then thought about Minos's usual way of protecting Surpus so that they would not get close, for fear that they would bully Surpus, the explanation and clarification he just wanted to say But it got stuck in his throat.

Actually... It would be pretty good if these two can be childhood sweethearts.

But Minos is estimated to be eaten to death by Thurps.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Thurps felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Payris.

"Nothing." Payris looked away, "Where are you taking us?"

"Go to a place where you can rest - it's hidden enough and away from the road, so it shouldn't be trampled by the beast tide." Surpus replied, he was quite confident about the forest road.

And in the beast tide, even if that place is discovered by some highly intelligent beasts, they will not stay.

Payris followed Thurps, entered some places that he would never set foot in on weekdays, and silently roughly memorized the route.

It seems that after the beast tide is over, the range of activities of the hunting team can be expanded a lot.

When the time comes, I will talk to the king. It is also good to bring Thurps, who is familiar with the forest, when hunting.

Only after entering the forest will you know how important it is to have a guide who is familiar with the forest.

This is especially true for hunting.

In the southern forest illuminated by the moonlight, the dormant wolf king opened his eyes and stood up, his eyes shining a creepy green in the dim light.

As far as it could see, a black-haired child in a simple animal skin skirt was slowly walking through the peacefully sleeping pack of wolves, impatiently trying to drag a mongoose lying on top of his head down.

The meerkat was pulling the child's hair stubbornly.

The wolf king roared at the mongoose angrily, and assumed an attacking posture.

The originally quiet pack of wolves suddenly became agitated, ready to move because of the leader's actions.

Chapter 30

The place where Surpus said they could temporarily settle was a bit far away, and they were quite unfortunate to be stumbled by the raging beast tide.

The three people squatting on the tree looked at each other, and finally the warrior and Payris who stayed behind stared silently at Surpus.

Surpus looked back at them for a while, moved his sore arm with pain on his face, and began to repeat the movements that made him exhausted during the day.

As Pailis said, this wave of beasts has become quite scary.

The weak herbivores have already left the forest with the first three waves, and the rest are predators much larger than their ability to survive and courage.

——Almost all of them were large and medium-sized predators, and even the trees were no longer as safe as they were when they marched during the day.

The fighting power of these beasts is much stronger than the sum of the previous waves.

Surps couldn't help worrying about what would happen to Crete's situation—in case something irreversible happened, Surps couldn't imagine such a scene.

Although he didn't want to admit it so bluntly, Minos really had a place in his heart.

Well... just a little lower than Miredus.

There is no way to bring a torch to walk through the branches of the forest, and the place Thurps is going to is different from the cave where he lived before, where the trees are relatively sparse and the view is wide. The place they are going to is quite hidden, precisely because of the dense forest The shade of trees and vegetation makes that place difficult to detect.

But the gradually denser trees also made their actions much faster.