spartan ancestor

Thanatos was unwilling to return, so he went to pick the pomegranates after all.Yacintos didn't wait in the same place, touched the corners of his eyes, and simply sent everyone away: "The aromatic oil sent by Sister Mingta is at the corner of the table, the one in the terracotta pot."

A-Ka froze in place for a moment, walked to the table, and pushed the cork away with his slender fingers: "It's mixed with flower juice from the underworld, so it can't be used."

His tone was light, at first he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but he seemed a little disappointed when he listened carefully.

Yacintos narrowed his eyes: "Where's the aromatic oil you brought? You didn't use it last time."

"...It's used up." Aka curled up his fingers and walked away from the table, "Didn't you have a prophetic dream? Now you should focus on refining the pomegranate. Hephaestus is still there, so he can let him help."

Why is this person so inactive?Could it be that the reason they separated in the previous life was someone's frigidity?Yacintos couldn't help but glanced at a certain part of A-Ka: "You..."

It's not easy to ask too directly, Yacintos shut up in time: "Then at least give me a kiss."

As long as my skin is thick enough, I won't be the one blushing. Jacintos leaned on the back of the recliner without changing his expression: "It hurts here."

The white fingertips undid a few buttons, revealing the thin but explosive chest muscles at first glance. Yacintos frowned slightly, his fingertips slid across his chest: "From here to here..."

His tone was drawn out lazily, with a hint of seductiveness.

To be honest, Hyacinthus didn't expect A-Ka to agree.

Based on his rich skills of coaxing A-Ka, he first put forward a few seemingly excessive demands, and then lowered them step by step...

In this way, it seemed that he had given in a lot, and it would be difficult for A-Ka to refuse the kiss he wanted.

But in the next second, Yacintos rolled his Adam's apple: "Hmm..."

He took a short breath before regaining control from being caught off guard: "You—"

Why are they so cooperative all of a sudden?

These words ruined the atmosphere without thinking, Yacintos uttered a word, and then closed his mouth tightly.

His cold fingertips started to heat up, and he grabbed the back of the recliner with a little force.

Compared with the previous kiss on the eyelids, this time Aka's strength was much stronger, even with a vicious vigor, I don't know if he was always so teased by Hyacinthus, and he got a little angry above.

Hyacinthus raised his hand to respond, but Aka grabbed his wrist and forcefully pushed it back to the back of the chair.

The branches of the olive tree outside the window are spreading, and the thick branches are intertwined with the twigs, trembling slightly with the wind.

The leaves plucked and made a rustling sound, covering up a little noise in the window.

Hyacinthus gasped again, sweat dripped from the tip of his powdery nose: "Come here."

He lowered his head indiscriminately, trying to catch someone's lips, and without moving a few times, the person who was making trouble just now stretched out his palm and pressed him back: "There are footsteps."

"..." The footsteps are tall, and Yacintos squinted at Aka from between his fingers with a dissatisfied look. In the situation just now, do you still care about hearing the footsteps?

Not only did Aka take care of it, he even quickly hid the momentary emotion and returned to indifference and calmness. He stretched out his hand and firmly buttoned Yacintos again, smoothing out the wrinkles meticulously along the way: "It's Thanatos." .”

Needless to say, the voice of the god of death has already come in from outside the corridor, and it sounds a bit hateful to Jacintos' ears at this time: "Ah? No, the ghost pomegranate has other uses, it's not that Yacintos is going to go now Inauguration. Please, don't tell such horrible stories..."

Hyacinths snorted while leaning on the recliner, and greeted Thanatos who turned into the door: "A 'scary' story?"

"..." The smile on Thanatos's face froze immediately, thinking that it was quite scary now, "No...no, that, Ming Pomegranate was picked for you."

Yacintos continued to be eccentric: "The action is very fast."

Thanatos didn't hear this sentence, he was relieved, and raised his chin proudly again: "Don't dare to delay at all, I picked the pomegranate and sent it right away."

"..." Yacintos looked at Thanatos, smiling on the surface, and gritted his teeth secretly.

Aka lowered his eyelids indifferently: "Where is Vulcan? This time, I want to ask if he can help with the refining."

"In his hut." Thanatos hurriedly sold the scapegoat, as if he couldn't wait to pass on the hot potato, "The workshop is all done."

Now you can refine it anytime!

Yacintos really wanted to pretend that he didn't hear, but Aka had already reached out and picked him up: "Let's go."

"..." Okay, it's a life-saving thing anyway, and life is more important than hue.Hyacinthus sighed deeply, and followed Aka out of the study.

The Vulcan workshop was built on the top of the volcano. Standing on the edge of the mountain pass and looking down, you can still see the rolling magma.

It was rare for A-Ka to be the active one of the two. He knocked on the door of Vulcan's house, and after waiting for a moment, Hephaestus' head poked out from the crack of the door in doubt: "A-Ka? Yashin? You guys?" Why are you here?"

Yacinthos hooked the corner of his lower lip at Hephaestus weakly: "I don't know, Neliu may not be the only one who needs prosthetics."

"..." Aka looked back at Jacintos, "Thanatos picked the Pomegranate, we want to see what you can do to improve it."

Hephaestus' eyes lit up immediately: "Ha! I've been looking forward to you talking about this topic with me, come in quickly."

Without a partner to attend to, Hephaestus' home was a lot messier.

When welcoming his friends in, he glanced at the room. He was embarrassed and tidied up in a hurry: "I'm sorry... let's talk about Pomegranate, I've always wanted to know how you did it? It was able to dispel the effect of Cupid's arrow. ?”

Hyacinthus didn't pay much attention, and sat down when he saw a chair: "It's all the basic skills you taught. We have tempered the power of the underworld contained in the Pomegranate, and when the power of the underworld occupies Hades' body, Cupid's arrow carries His divine power is naturally squeezed out of his body."

"..." Hephaestus straightened up holding the dirty cup, and looked at Hyacinthus for a while, "How is it possible? I tried, but it didn't work."

He paused: "When Apollo was shot by Cupid's arrow, Artemis also came to me, hoping that I would persuade Aphrodite to let Cupid relieve Apollo of the effect of Cupid's arrow. But Even Cupid can't solve this ghost arrow..."

"I tried your idea back then," Hephaestus pondered, "Which step did you do differently from what I taught?"

Hyacinthus couldn't tell either.

After all, he has no talent for casting, and refining the pomegranate is just following the steps taught by Hephaestus: "I can refine it for you."

The "workshop" prepared by Hades for Hephaestus is like a palace, and there are many instruments in it that Hyacinthus can't name.

When Hephaestus passed by one of the corners, he simply said, "Here is the prosthetic limb for that Neliu's research. It's only a little bit short, and it should be made tomorrow or the day after tomorrow," and he took him directly to the casting table.

The same process was repeated, and Hyacinthus was very familiar with the preparation.

He even had time to think: Could this be related to Aka?

Could it be that A-Ka did some tricks before, so Ming Pomegranate successfully worked?

Then... Aka took the initiative to bring him to see Hephaestus, isn't he afraid of being exposed?

Just as he was thinking, Aka, who had been leaning aside with his arms around him, suddenly said lightly: "I won't do anything, let Vulcan come. It's convenient for him to observe."

"...?" Yacintos couldn't help but glance at A-Ka.

Why should Vulcan replace him?

Hyacinthus felt more and more that Aka was hinting at something.For example... In fact, the reason why Pomegranate Ming really works is not on A-Ka, but on himself?

He looked deeply into A-Ka's eyes. It was rare that A-Ka didn't dodge, and looked at him without saying a word, as if acquiescing to his guess.

This seemed to be the first time that A-Ka took the initiative to hint at something.

It seems that I can't restrain myself...

Could it be because of the teasing before you came here?Make the other party a little impatient, and hope that he will find something earlier, so that he can go further with confidence.

Hephaestus's thick voice interrupted Jacintos' thoughts: "Don't be in a daze, do it quickly! Aka, I can't do it, I have to watch you restore every step."

Aka didn't move, and looked at Hyacinthus for a while, as if to make sure that Hyacinthus had comprehended the hints in his words and deeds. He didn't stand up until Hephaestus urged him a second time, Go to the hearth.

Yacintos started refining with doubts, and as the steps became more and more complicated, he also restrained his thoughts.

When the refining was finished, the first thing he did when he pulled his mind back was to glance at A-Ka through the steaming hot fog: "Did you notice anything different?"

"No, nowhere." Hephaestus scratched his head, "Why??"

Vulcan frantically pulled up his hair, at least remembering that Yacintos and Aka wanted to ask him for help: "I don't dare to guarantee the rest, but you are not very mature in making this illusion, I can help Make it more realistic, and extend the time by the way. Do you have any other ideas? I'll see if I can help."

Yacintos withdrew his eyes, recalled every time he was coveted by the gods, and then thought about the eye-gouging pervert that he would encounter next, and sneered: "Change the content of the illusion, too, don't you blame me Forget it all. You know the story of Prometheus? Being pecked at the liver by eagles day after day... just make a little adjustment to change the liver to that part."

Hephaestus stared blankly at Hyacinthus: "Which one?"

Hyacinthus gave him a second answer with his eyes.

"..." Vulcan clamped his legs silently.

·

The time for the gods to recover their godheads was a little longer than Jacintos expected.

But it didn't take long. When Neleu's prosthesis was completed, Hades and the others completely recovered their divine power. Only Cupid was still tugging at the corner of Jacintos's clothes in fear: "What about me? What about me?"

Jacintos was too lazy to delay the return journey for Cupid, put on the mask and said casually: "Wait slowly, remember to reflect on yourself. It's the same old saying, the more sincere your heart is, the faster your divine power will recover. .”

Cupid didn't dare to pester him very much. He had just glared at Hyacinthus before, and his godhead was gone.

He had no choice but to turn around and grab the corner of Aphrodite's clothes: "Mother..."

Aphrodite was arranging her curly hair beautifully, when she heard that she touched Cupid's face lovingly: "Good boy..."

"Mother!" Cupid had tears in his eyes, thinking that maternal love is still reliable.

Aphrodite: "It's time for you to grow up and be independent."

Cupid: "??"

What about maternal love?Reliable ass!

Aphrodite pulled back her sleeve inch by inch: "Look, you also promised that Zaizai would not abandon it. Now that it stays in the underworld, as the master, you shouldn't stay with her for a few... a hundred years ?”

Thanatos has already skillfully fished out a scroll from his sleeve, and clicked his finger at Cupid: "Look, what is this?"

Cupid turned his head uncontrollably, and immediately put his self-help behind him: "Oh, my dear official!"

Hephaestus swiftly stuffed the prosthesis into Jacintos's small bag: "I specially made a big one for you. This space is enough to put a lot of things... Huh? Why is it full?"

Hyacinthus smiled modestly: "Thanks to His Majesty Pluto and His Highness the Goddess of Beauty for their generosity, I went to collect my reward, child support, and compensation, and I accidentally pretended to be a little full."

Hades and Aphrodite, who came here specially to send Hyacinthus away, had just calmed down: "...??"

"Accidentally"?

Hades is okay, he doesn't care about these extraneous things, Aphrodite suddenly held her heart together, almost fainted, and didn't dare to speak loudly to Hyacinthus, she could only ask with tears in her beautiful eyes, and asked in a low voice : "My temple of beauty, can it still be seen?"

Not to mention that the gold-painted murals on the wall have been scraped off!

Yacintos said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I just took the tribute. The Temple of Beauty is the painstaking effort of the architect, how could I destroy it? It doesn't matter, wait a few more years, and the tribute inside will be full again."

"..." Aphrodite took a step back tremblingly.

These words...why do they sound a little creepy?It's like a butcher saying "wait a few more years and the pig will be fat".

Hyacinthus really didn't mean that. He also had principles in revenge. He raised his hand and tied the bag handed by Hephaestus to his belt, and nodded at the gods: "Farewell, welcome to come if you have something to do." Sparta is looking for me."

The gods laughed dryly: I went to Sparta only when I was crazy.

Hades raised his hand and pushed away the three-headed dog squatting curiously at the door, and opened the door: "Cross the gate of hell, I have set the opening at the border of Sparta. Be careful in everything."

Don't die too early, let them enjoy decades of purity.

·

Along the spacious street, single-family houses are neatly arranged.

Green vines cover the walls, and colorful flowers hang from the flower stands. When the wind blows, the delicate petals flutter and fall to the ground.

Jacintos stared at these closed houses for a while: "I remember Hades said that he set the portal at the border of Sparta."

He was sure that such a prosperous and rich area did not exist on the border of Sparta, and no man would wear satin robes and wear perfume to boast.

Looking around, there was not a single decent-looking woman on the street. Occasionally, a woman hurried past Hyacinthus, also dressed in rags, with a hunchback and bowed head, obviously a slave sent by the master's family to handle errands, or Forced by life, poor people who have to come out to show their faces.

"Hey! Spartans!" An angry shout came from behind, and a small group of soldiers raised their spears and surrounded them, "How did you enter Athens?!"

Before Hyacinthus could reply, one of the soldiers shouted in panic: "Wait! Mask, red clothes, blond hair...that seems to be King Hyacinthus of Sparta!"

"?" Why, is his image so famous now?Hyacinthus turned around slowly, and raised his hands to show harmlessness: "A little accident. Where's your consul? I can explain it to Nico."

To Hyacinthus' surprise, after hearing his words, not only did the Athenian soldiers not show any friendliness, but all of them aimed their spears at him and Akka, and the pedestrians on the side of the road panicked. Clutching the things in his hands tightly, he fled the street in a hurry.

"Ha! Nick, Nick is a joke," the leading soldier laughed presumptuously, and said with utmost contempt, "As the consul of Athens, he turns his elbows to other city-states. You come to Athens, probably Was it to conspire with him? Give it up, Spartan, he's dead!"

Jacintos was stunned: "...what?"

…………

When he stepped out of the gate of hell, Hyacinthus never thought that he would step on the territory of Athens instead of Sparta.

He didn't think it was Hades doing it on purpose, it could only be that something unknown went wrong halfway, but it made him know a piece of news that was temporarily unknown to the outside world in advance: "When will Nick die?" of? Why?"

Considering that just after the signing of the Pan-Mediterranean Alliance Treaty, Nico, the leader, died inexplicably. Hyacinthus only thought about the possible consequences for a moment, and then obediently followed the soldiers to see Disia, intending to find out the situation.

The cages left and right in Athens couldn't trap him, and Aka's status was special, so he didn't need to worry about his safety. Hyacinthus was at ease and risked his troops, trying to test Disia's attitude towards the alliance treaty.

The soldier who escorted him sneered, and said proudly: "Of course it was assassinated by General Disia, that traitor from Athens should have gone to his grave long ago..."

Behind him, the soldier who had recognized Jacintos pulled him with sweat on his forehead, with a bitter expression: "Stop talking, watch him carefully."

The leading soldier snorted coldly, and shook off his companion's hand: "The courage of a commoner is just not on the stage. He is surrounded by so many spears, what do you have to be afraid of? Ha! You are still sweating, Hold on to your spears, commoner."

Hyacinthus raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Athenian soldiers.

Just from the equipment and calluses on their hands, it can be seen that this team should be mainly composed of rich children. It is estimated that most of them have never been on the battlefield, and the movements of holding spears are quite loose. It belongs to Yacintos. , just ignore the threat level.

Among all the people, maybe only the civilian soldier who was scolded looked better, but when his companion said this, his face suddenly became a little annoyed: "You have never seen the Spartans in land battles?" Interesting! Now Sparta has made up for its disadvantages at sea... In the war against Persia, this king was in charge of leading the Spartan navy. I saw with my own eyes how he slit the throats of three people—"

"What's the fuss here?" A familiar, mean, unpleasant voice came from the other side of the street, and Dicia walked over holding the scimitar at his waist, "Gus, how did you lead the team?"

Disia didn't pay attention to Jacintos who was surrounded in the center at first, and just reprimanded the rich boy, and when he was about to reprimand the civilian soldiers, his eyes finally met Jacintos.

Jacintos glanced at the mighty guard of honor behind Dicia: "It's very majestic, General."

"Jacinthus!" Dicia's reaction was bigger than that of the civilian soldier. He jumped back, the scimitar came out of its sheath, and pointed at Jacinthus. Even Gus, who had no winks, could see Out of his imminent enemy, "Why are you in Athens!"

It is said that being a thief has a guilty conscience, and Disia is probably in such a state.

It is obvious that the Spartans appeared in the city-state of Athens. Hyacinths should have ignored it, but Dicia was tense as if he had been discovered.

It wasn't until Gus yelled "Uncle Dicia" in astonishment that Dicia belatedly realized that his nervousness was a bit unseemly. In a more elegant posture, a pair of triangular eyes stared at Jacintos: "Why did you come here? Forget it, it doesn't matter. Breaking into a foreign country without authorization, Jacintos, you are ready to be punished for espionage." Yet?"

Yacintos didn't know why the general was so hostile to him. He didn't look so fierce when he saw Dicia glaring at Nick at Hot Spring Pass before: "Not yet? Can you sit down and talk first? I really want to find out, how did Nick die? This... Gus said, Nick died because of your assassination?"

"No, he died under the sanction of the gods!" Dicia stared at Hyacinthus gloomyly, and grinned with a smile that could stop a child from crying, "It was Poseidon himself who responded to my prayer... how about it? , Hyacinthus, are you surprised? You are not the only one who can be favored by God."

"..." Yacintos was indeed quite astonished, but seeing Dicia's face getting closer and closer, probably trying to create a sense of oppression, this surprise added another layer of meaning, "Well, that's it."

He felt that the foreshadowing dream was not quite right.It shouldn't be that he was gouged out by Poseidon, it should be that Poseidon was gouged out.

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