To be king [Greek mythology]

Seeing that his attention hadn't come back for a while, he couldn't help squinting, "Is Minos a very important person?"

Thurps thought for a while, and finally nodded, "Well, it's a very important person."

Miledus' expression collapsed for a moment—it's just been three years since he'd seen each other, why did he suddenly have someone else?

"Speaking of which, Miredus, do you know the reason why the wolves came here suddenly?" Thurps watched Pais and the young warrior leave, and asked, "Also, the beast horde is so fierce, why do you Won't you leave South Forest?"

"The wolf king said that thing dare not come." Miledus was still thinking about the position of Minos in Thurpus's heart, but he still answered Thurpus' question, "It's the mongoose who came to look for the wolf. The king's, isn't it because of the partner of the wolf king in the cave?"

"The meerkat left before I entered the forest." Thurps frowned, lifted the meerkat from the top of his head, held it in his arms, and rubbed it a few times, "The meerkat is Hydra's child. The sensing ability of these things should be relatively strong, it can find your wolf king, it probably senses that something is moving..."

Thurpus froze suddenly. He looked down at the mongoose who had been rubbed in enjoyment, and shook him vigorously.

"Isn't that thing coming towards us!?"

The mongoose opened his eyes and shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.

Finally, under Thurpus' gaze, the mongoose curled its four paws together, aggrieved... and nodded.

Thurps felt for a moment that the sky was falling.

Chapter 32

Thurps admitted that he was afraid of death, especially after seeing the shadow of death at the moment of dying, he was far more afraid of death than ever before.

In fact, after careful calculation, he also died twice, but he was lucky enough to survive again.

Even though he keeps saying that he can overcome the fear of death, when he actually faces this reality, he can still feel the wavering and the desire to retreat from the bottom of his heart.

What's more, the reason why he nodded and agreed to Paieris to go to the North Forest first was because he thought about being alone, trying to fight and then resigning himself to fate. If he was really killed by a monster, there was nothing he could do about it.

Payris and the young warrior went to the North Forest with the idea of ​​dedicating themselves to prove the stability of Crete. Thurps did not have such a great mind.

He just felt that Miledus might still be in the forest, and if that monster really swept across the entire forest restlessly, Miledus would definitely not be able to escape.

If he chooses to go to the North Forest, he also thinks that if he is really heroic by accident, then Minos and Crete survived and will miss him—at least find a way to give Miledus Get it back.

It would be even better if he was lucky enough not to be heroic after defeating that monster. When he returns to Crete, he will be a hero. If he finds Miredus, then there is no need to worry about their slave marks. Can be eliminated.

After all, it is quite glorious to tell the credit for saving the entire city-state.

No city-state would let such a hero and his family stay in the position of slaves, that would be poked in the back.

But it was different now. Now, Miledus followed the pack of wolves to find him. If it was really heroic, the whole group would have to be heroic, and no one could escape.

Thurps was particularly sad.

Syreis This is an unprecedented rhythm.

Miredus looked at Surpus for a while, but didn't understand what Surpus was worried about for a while, "Brother, what are you worried about?"

"I'm worried about the end of Syreis." Thurpus sighed, reached out and touched the tooth of Typhon hanging around his neck, "That thing in the forest is not easy to deal with."

"It doesn't matter, the wolf king is very powerful." Miredus comforted Thurpus, "Before this... ran over, the wolf king didn't plan to leave the forest, and that thing didn't dare to come."

"But now the wolf king is also here, but it's coming..." Thurpus said, his hand stroking the smooth and cold Typhon's Fang paused slightly, feeling startled.

Shouldn't it be...for this?

Surpus glanced at the wolf king in the cave, frowned, and shook the mongoose again, "Can you feel that I use Typhon's tooth?"

The mongoose twisted uncomfortably and nodded.

Thurps was silent for a while, "...can that wolf do it too?"

The meerkat glanced at him, then nodded again.

"...Is it true that someone with Typhon's blood... can feel it more or less?" Thurps' tone was a little fluttering.

The mongoose still nodded honestly.

Thurpus's eyes darkened, and he felt that he would never be peaceful in his life.

"Brother?" Miredus looked at Thurps worriedly.

Thurps' mind was buzzing.

He felt that Typhon's bloodline would definitely not be as easy to talk to as Hydra, the snake mongoose, and... that silver wolf.

I really don't know how Typhon's genes changed. It can give birth to snakes and dogs. Hydra is also quite weird. It's fine to make natural enemies, and even wolves are made out of it.

All of them have enigmatic genetic mutations.

Thurpus felt that he might really go on the road of punching Hydra and stepping on Cerberus Typhon as a mount. If there was any movement of Typhon's fang, those monsters with Typhon's blood would be able to feel it. If you get it, the future Crete will really be full of disasters.

...But actually thinking about it, I still think it's pretty cool.

"It's okay, I was just thinking, what should I do after that thing comes over." Seppus sighed and shrugged, "I haven't lived enough yet."

Miledus was taken aback by this blunt words, looked at Surpus for a while, pursed his lips and bent the corners of his mouth, "Brother, you have changed a lot."

Thurps blinked.

"It's much more lively—you always felt very serious before, and you followed your father every day, and you were as stern as your father." Miredus said, imitating the appearance that Thurps most often put on in his impression, and lowered his face Slightly raised his chin, his face was serious, but also with reserved pride.

"I used to... be like this?" Thurpus really never thought about it. He always carefully imitated his father's posture subconsciously and became the most standard king of Syreis.

Thurpus knew where his previous pride came from.

That's because he is the future king of Syreis. No matter whether it is Miredus or the queen's two little devils, they can't catch up with his excellence.

Also because he used to be the bearer of the best memories of his father and mother, only in front of him, his father would occasionally show his once gentle look, which was something that no one, including Miredus, could enjoy at all.

Therefore, Thurps is always a bit more noble than Miledus and the other two younger brothers.

Probably because of this, even if he is kind to Miledus from the bottom of his heart, it is far less attractive to Miledus than the Queen's continued soft words.

"Yes, but now it's better than before." Miredus smiled and said honestly: "I like my brother now."

Surpus watched Payris holding a large pile of fruit, and the young warrior came back with two fat rabbits kicking his legs. He reached out and patted Miledus on the head, and turned back into the cave.

In the cave, the silver wolf king lay beside the female wolf, constantly licking the wounds on the female wolf's body, and occasionally stretched out his paws to poke the three sleeping cubs.

The three little wolf cubs were made to roll back and forth on the haystack, without waking up.

Father's bad taste.

Thurps couldn't help but think that when he was born, his father always liked to toss and fiddle him who was drowsy while his mother was asleep or away, and couldn't be more happy to play.

When the silver wolf noticed Surpus coming in, he looked up at him, stood up, shook his fur, lowered his head and licked the she-wolf's head, walked to Surpus and stopped, and looked up at Surpus. Puss...a mongoose overhead.

Both the mongoose and Surpus looked down at it.

After a while, Surpus bent down to pick up the torch, lit it on the bonfire that had been burning for a day, and extinguished the bonfire in the cave, but the burning coals remained.

After all, the wolf cub is in this somewhat cold cave, and the hay alone may not be able to keep him warm.

It is also good to keep the charcoal in the cave.

"Are you brothers?" Thurpus lifted the mongoose off his head and put it on the silver wolf king's head, "Then you two have a good chat."

After speaking, Surpus left the cave with a torch.

It is much easier to pick up litter that can be burned during the day than at night.

Miledus gnawed the overripe fruit in his mouth, and the taste was extremely sweet. He watched Thurpus skillfully set up the bonfire, lit it, and obediently handed over a fruit.

The meerkat squatted on top of the silver wolf king's head, scratched the wolf king's head with its small paws, and let out a low cry.

The Silver Wolf King responded a few times, looking rather impatient.

It looked back at the female wolf again, the scars on the female wolf were much better than yesterday.

The Silver Wolf King looked at it for a while, and finally stepped out of the cave.

"Payris." Thurps gnawed on the fruit, and looked at Payris, who was roasting on the bonfire with a string of rabbits, "he brought something to us."

"..." Paieris froze, and almost missed the fruit in his mouth. He was stunned for a while before recovering, and took the fruit from his mouth, "How do you know?"

"The meerkat told me." Surpus sighed.