spartan ancestor
Chapter 101
The children from the rich family on the side also showed envious expressions, Yacintos glanced at it and then looked away rather hotly.
There are nobles with bad brains everywhere.
Everywhere there are politicians with insatiable desires, trying to use the power of the gods to satisfy their ambitions.
It was so in Sparta, and it is still so in Athens.
In comparison, the previous days in the underworld can be regarded as pure happiness.
I don't know if Disia heard what Hyacinthus meant, but he proudly raised his chin: "Athens will sweep Greece, and the reputation of Poseidon will spread to every corner of Greece!"
"Well," Hyacinthus responded perfunctorily, "so what's the matter with dying under the sanction of the gods? Did Nico die suddenly? Or drowned?"
The arrogance on Disia's face froze for a moment, and he glared at Hyacinthos with great displeasure, and said while grinding his teeth, "You care so much about Nico? He's dead! Now rule Athens, standing in front of you and I am the one you are talking to!"
Jacintos felt that Dicia's anger was inexplicable: "...um, oh."
He responded vaguely, a little confused by Monk Zhang Er.
Is it his illusion, or what Dicia said is really misleading?No matter what he heard, Disia seemed to be jealous.
Impossible, every time this general sees him, his eyes are so poisonous that he looks forward to his sudden death on the spot.
Jacintos began to think about whether General Disia had always spoken in this tone, but Disia had already collected his emotions and regained his composure: "Come on, Your Majesty Jacintos. Don't you want to know how Nick died? ?Let's change to a more convenient place to talk."
Disia said polite words, but his eyes were not friendly at all, but this was not enough for Jacintos to care.
Until Dicia slightly raised his hand, a sea-blue gleam overflowed from Discia's gauntleted palm, and in the blink of an eye, it merged into a light blue eggshell-shaped barrier, besieging Yacinthos and Aka together. inside.
Disia finally saw the astonishment he wanted to see from Yacinthos's face, and laughed happily: "See? This is the power given to me by the sea god! What about those gods who claim to love you deeply? Have you shared this power that only a god can possess?"
Disia's expression was so complacent that he could be called insolent, and Jacintos couldn't bear to tell him that he usually didn't "share power" with the gods, but directly used the gods' divinity to play.
Thinking about the information he hadn't gotten out of Dicia's mouth, Jacintos swallowed the truth thoughtfully: "No. Let's go?"
He used a soothing tone, but what he said was matched with this tone, and it seemed that he didn't care about the supernatural power that Dicia specially showed and was proud of, which was quite irritating.
Disia's cheerful smile froze again, and after a while he said viciously: "Go. Why do you still want to pretend to be calm, and sooner or later I will tear off the mask of calmness on your face."
"...cough." Jacintos coughed dryly.
He almost blurted out "I'm wearing a wooden mask, if you want to take it off I can stand for you to see."
Looking at General Disia's face, Yacintos swallowed the teasing with difficulty, and leaned towards Aka: "Where do you think he is taking us?"
A-Ka looked down at him silently.
This man's tone always made A-Ka feel like a dog's mouth could not spit out ivory.
Sure enough, Yacintos wore an elegant smile, stared straight ahead without changing his face, but said in a breathy voice: "It's better to be a dungeon. Why didn't I think of it in the underworld before? I hope our general will be more interesting. , to make up for this regret."
"..."
Did General Disia escort you to make up for your regrets?Can you have a little self-consciousness as a captive?
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The consciousness of being a captive, if you really want to say, Yacinthos also has it.
It is relatively thin.
After all, he has been caught and robbed many times, and Jacintos is basically used to this kind of thing.
The last one who wanted to imprison him was Hades, the king of the underworld, and now he is not sincerely wishing him a long life.
However, considering that General Disia really arranged the "dream love room" of the dungeon for him, and the need for formulaic words, Jacintos somewhat restrained himself.
At least when General Disia deliberately suppressed his voice, intending to create a sense of intimidating oppression, he chose to cooperate and shut up obediently, being a patient and loyal listener.
"...This is the will of the gods! Athens is destined to become the overlord of Greece," General Dicia stood in front of the prison door, and sneered at Hyacinthus inside. "As for Nico, he would rather reject Poseidon." Winter's oracle, and unwilling to lead Athens to glory, death without a place to die is the end that this traitor should have."
Faithful listeners should not point out that "the bodies of the last group of people who received the oracle have been lying in the mountains behind Sparta for several years" and tear down the narrator's station.
Instead, we should considerately follow the words to express questions, guide and encourage the narrator to continue: "What oracle did Poseidon issue?"
Disia was really encouraged by the audience's interaction. The general snorted, with a little pride and joy in his voice: "Poseidon said that when he competed with Athena for the faith of Athens, Athena narrowly won in the end. Now, After so many years, it is time for him to take back Athens, he will bless Athens and become the ruler of Greece, and in return, Athens should spread the reputation of Poseidon to every corner of Greece."
"..." Hyacinthus nodded, thinking that the oracle was long enough, and his ambition was naked enough.
When West Wind God deceived those Spartan nobles, at least he used some metaphors. Here, Poseidon just said that I want to expand my faith.
But hearing what Disia said, he had misunderstood before. The relationship was not a power-sex transaction, or a simple complicity.
I have to say, clarifying this made Jacintos feel a little relieved, otherwise, looking at Dicia's face, he couldn't help but wonder how much Poseidon had: "How did Nanike die?"
Hyacinthus was somewhat lucky, hoping that Nico could escape from death.
After all, the city-state of Athens has not been at odds with Sparta for a year or two. It is rare to find a leader who is willing to take a peaceful path. Disaster.
The alliance treaty has only just been signed, and if it is broken within a few months, it will be even more difficult to re-sign it in the future.
"Nike, Nico, why do you never forget him?" Disia's cheerful tone suddenly cooled down, and he rolled his lips sarcastically, "Is he qualified to communicate with you on an equal footing in the eyes of the noble Spartan king?" Only Nick? Look at me, Hyacinthus."
"..." Not really wanting to see it, Yacintos rolled his eyelids perfunctorily.
"Short sword, scimitar. These are all the weapons you carry?" Dicia walked to the long table opposite the prison door, reached out and touched the weapons seized by the soldiers from Yacinthos and Aka, "Which one do you think?" The sharpest? Knife? Dagger? Dagger, this one seems to hurt more when pierced into the heart."
Hyacinthus: "..."
I just want to ask how Nick died, why is this question so difficult to answer?
Going into the dungeon is for clichés. If torture is added to the service of the dream love room, it will not be very interesting.
Hyacinthus adjusted his sitting posture slightly to ensure that as soon as someone opened the cell door, he would be able to launch an attack immediately. As for Aka...
Hyacinthus glanced over the bronze mirror hanging on the stone wall.
This Dicia is also considered a wonderful person. He even hung a mirror and a washbasin in his dungeon.It is estimated that the prisoner will stink if he does not wash, but he is quite particular.
At this time, Hyacinthus looked at the bronze mirror, and saw the reflection of himself and Aka in the mirror, and his mother's words flashed in his mind unexpectedly:
"You probably haven't noticed the way he looks at you when he's standing behind you, have you? Next time, you can find a mirror and try. That kind of look...I'm familiar with it."
"I think your father would probably say the same thing when he saw him. His eyes... Una has probably seen it many times. It was when he woke up every morning and washed himself in front of the bronze mirror."
It's hard to describe A-Ka's eyes. At first glance, it seems extraordinarily quiet, just like usual, but it also looks like...
It seemed that he wanted to use that heavy gaze to build a thick fortress around him, domineeringly trap him in this safe fortress forever, and avoid all harm, but he knew that he would not be willing, so he restrained himself. He hides every trace of possessive desire tightly, without revealing half a corner.
He even realized that when A-Ka was in front of his mother, he was probably restrained.
It won't be like now, with his eyes downcast, but his eyes are carefully scanning every inch of him, with a kind of aggression, like being teased hard, but it's hard to show it in person.
Hyacinthus almost immediately remembered the kiss that Aka branded on his chest before, and an itch burned all the way from the bottom of his heart, making his fingers that seemed to be casually placed by his side curl up.
He had to pay more attention, and turned his attention back to Disia, who was performing the threat of torture: "Yes."
It doesn't matter what kind of dagger and scimitar he chooses, he hastened to open the cell, so that he can rush out and kill for a while to relieve his anger.
However, Disia was not in a hurry, probably because he wanted to create a sense of fear. He still thought about turning the dagger, and the way he played it showed the general's sophisticated fighting skills: "Very good."
Then he raised his hand sharply.
He stabbed hard into his chest.
"——?!" Facing the suicide scene, Yacintos' anger was dissipated in an unexpected way, "What are you doing??"
Get scared, okay, what the hell is this development?
It wasn't until Dicia pulled out the dagger without changing his expression that Jacintos realized that the dagger didn't leave any marks on Dicia's chest after stabbing so vigorously just now, only the front of his chest was damaged. The blade split.
Hyacinthus: "..."
You can, friend, but you don't have to.
Disia probably thought that Hyacinthus was overwhelmed by his invulnerability, and a condescending smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "See? Hyacinthus. I am the one favored by God, no sword can hurt me , I will be invincible on the battlefield."
Disia laughed sinisterly a few times, his eyes showed a bit of paranoia and madness, he held the sharp short sword in his hand, and the sword peak slowly slashed across the skin, leaving only white marks.
"..." Jacintos leaned back slightly, barely maintaining his superficial politeness, without showing any disgust.
It's too perverted. Looking at it this way, Disia and Poseidon in the dream really have a common language.
Dicia bewitched with a hoarse voice: "Are you envious? Hyacinthus? You see Poseidon is so generous and generous, completely different from the gods you deal with. The god of the sea has spoken the oracle, and Athens will become The ruler of Greece, why didn't you bring Sparta back to Athens early? You should be the one who knows the power of the gods best, what can stand up to the wrath of the God of the Sea?"
"..." I don't envy, it's impossible, Ming Pomegranate, or Jinlei.
Hyacinthus stared at the dagger, can I still want this thing in the future?
Aka was even more expressionless. If it wasn't for the dead face covering most of his emotions, Dicia would have seen that this "attachment" he hadn't cared about from the beginning to the end was looking at him like he was watching a monkey show. Scratch with a knife.
Dicia's passionate performance didn't get any support from the audience. After performing for a while, he finally became impatient and kicked the iron railing heavily: "Speak!"
Hyacinthus decided not to use the short sword: "What are you talking about? Why are you not wearing any armor, but wearing gauntlets?"
Hyacinthus also asked Apollo to borrow his divine power when he did not possess the godhood.
In just one day, he felt that the divine power was scalding him to the point of being burnt to charcoal.
Judging from Disia's words and deeds, he seems to have held Poseidon's divine power for quite a long time, and Yacintos does not believe that Poseidon's divine power will not have any negative effects on Disia.
Thinking about it this way, the hand armor that Dicia was wearing seemed particularly obtrusive, as if it was shouting "I have a problem".
"You!" Dicia's expression changed instantly, and he squeezed the dagger into a shapeless iron block with a clenched hand, "You just keep talking hard, Hyacinthus. I won't torture you so quickly, After all, you are still valuable. But you are in prison, you can think about what kind of deal I will use you to negotiate with Sparta, how to suck the blood of Sparta, and send Athens to the top..."
Dicia said viciously: "I will destroy your spirit first, and then torture your body. I want to see if the Spartans are as hard-boned as the rumors say, so they are not afraid of anything."
"Don't try to escape," Disia lowered his voice, "I have sealed the entire mansion with the power of Poseidon. Even if you can escape from the dungeon, you cannot escape from the villa."
Hyacinthus: "..."
He probably won't want to escape for the time being. He looked at the iron railing and then at the bronze mirror. Hyacinthus, who has escaped the underworld twice, was not threatened at all. He touched the stone bed and asked Dicia sincerely: " Do you want an anklet or a shackle?"
Disia, who was still making a stern expression: "...??"
Aka: "..."
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There is always a gap between dreams and reality, just like Dicia thinks he can threaten Yacintos, or like Yacintos thinks he can take the opportunity to create good memories in the dungeon and Akka.
Shortly after Disia angrily ignored Jacintos' "provocation" and left with a flick of his sleeve, there were beatings and screams at the entrance of the dungeon, and sarcasm and crying came into the cell together:
"Let you make speeches in the street and promote bullshit democracy! Those are the evil ideas that Nick instilled in the inferior people. He is dead, and you still insist on being his lackey? Go to the dungeon and stay there. In a few days, wait After the general confiscates your property, we will send you to the underworld to reunite with your master!"
"No, no! Please let me go, I, I'm different from them, I'm just a businessman! I don't mean to be dissatisfied with General Disia, I just passed by their speech by accident, I , I was tired from walking, so I stood under the platform for a while—ah!!”
"Bah, do you think we are stupid? Your package is full of speeches propagandized by those democrats!"
"I don't have it. I don't have enough time for my packaged goods. Why waste space to put those lecture notes? That's really not-ah!!"
The noise approached all the way, and a group of people who were described as embarrassed and covered in blood were pushed into the tunnel by the soldiers.
Based on their shabby clothes, it was barely recognizable that they should have been well dressed before the attack.
Disia obviously wanted to kill two birds with one stone when he caught them, and he wanted to eradicate his political opponents and enrich his own wallet.
The soldiers moved quickly and pushed people into the next cell:
"Hurry up, hurry up, there is another batch."
"Damn it, why are the city-state's prisons so small? There's no room for these democrats. How many batches can Lord Disia's private dungeon hold?"
"What's the matter, wait for a few batches in the front to die, can't we make room for the ones behind? These people really don't know how to use their brains. Lord Disia has become a tyrant, and he is still promoting these democracies under his nose." If so, how is it different from rebellion? Let’s assume that this is the time when Nico was in power.”
"Don't dawdle, hurry up. I received a report from an informant that there is an antique dealer in the Agora market who is also a supporter of the democrats. If we go quickly, we may be able to drag him out of the store." , Let’s see if there are any novelties, those are usually not available for spending a lot of money!”
The soldiers were discussing, talking about the antiques in that store, which their family wanted but could not get, and from time to time they would despise and trample on the other party's family background, education is not pure enough, in the identification and collection of antiques Can't compare to my own family.
At first glance, it sounded like a show off by a rich family, but at a closer look, it looked like a group of robbers in glamorous skins.
They came and went in a hurry, leaving a dozen or so wounded people groaning and groaning feebly next door.
Aka glanced at Jacintos, knocked on the iron fence beside him, and said lightly, "It's all right."
Probably because of the barrier made of Poseidon's divine power, Dicia didn't arrange guards in the dungeon, but it was convenient for them to talk to the people next door.
It may be that the injury was severe. After a while, someone gasped a few times, and responded with difficulty: "You can't die, who are you? I read it right. When I was pushed in, I seemed to see Sparta. red cloak."
"Please, don't be an idiot. Spartans are never captured."
Hyacinthus rubbed his nose and coughed lightly: "It is true that he is not a prisoner. He is here to collect information, I heard that your Nicole consul was assassinated? What happened, does anyone know?"
The groaning sound from the next door fell silent for a moment, and then the sound of the iron railing was heard, as if someone was excited and forgot the pain on his body and threw himself on the railing:
"Really? Are you a Spartan?"
"Wait, I seemed to look more carefully just now, I vaguely saw the mask."
"Mask?! That--there is a red dress?!"
"I was almost rolled by the soldiers, I couldn't tell the difference between the cloak and the clothes, but I saw a man in white beside him—"
"Zeus! Could it be His Majesty Hyacinthus?"
Hyacinthus: "..."
Why is his recognition so high?
The last sound from the next door was gone, and even if Jacintos couldn’t see the situation next to him, he could guess the scene where everyone was holding on to the railing:
"Great! Is Your Majesty Hyacinthus here to help Lord Nico?"
"It's saved, how can this small dungeon trap the legendary Spartan king?"
Yacintos wanted to sigh when he heard that, Aka knocked on the railing again: "Answer the question."
His voice was always indifferent, and his tone became even colder with emphasis, like hard ice, finally knocking the people next door out of their excitement.
"Yes, it's Lord Nico who asked." The person who spoke the most hurriedly said, "We've been trying to find out about this. Lord Nico happened to be in an accident at sea, but the fleet that traveled with him didn't come back either. So there's no telling what's going on, whether they're alive or not."
Several other people also spoke weakly:
"But Disia acted as if he was convinced that Lord Nico was dead, and directly usurped the power."
"At the very beginning, we hired mercenaries with money to sneak into Disia's mansion and ask him about Lord Nico's whereabouts, but Disia is a veteran in the battlefield, so he didn't care about this threat at all. The mercenaries tortured him until Halfway through, his guards noticed something was wrong, and the mercenaries had to leave in a hurry."
"Yes, next time, when we hire new mercenaries, Disia suddenly becomes invulnerable, hangs the beheaded mercenaries on the city wall...and calls everyone to the square, Declaring that he was chosen by Poseidon, he kindly eradicated the "tumor" of Lord Nico for Athens, but he was rewarded like this. But he also thanked the previous assassination, which made him guarded, and directly asked Poseidon for protection. From then on, no sword can hurt him anymore..."
The person next door finished talking, and then asked anxiously, "Excuse me, how do you plan to escape?"
"..." Hyacinthus touched his nose again.
To be honest, he really didn't want to escape before these people entered the door.
But in the face of these unlucky ones, Yacintos couldn't say "otherwise you wait for me", so he had to stretch out his hand helplessly.
Just as the God of Beauty cast a spell, causing the soldiers to pick something like wire from the small bag that the soldiers didn't notice when they searched the body, the dungeon door was opened again with a creak.
The people next door who were still asking questions shut up instantly.
The soldier cursed: "Why are you here so early today? Hurry up, it won't take long to clean up, right? If you delay, I'll lock you in together."
"Got it, it's not the first time I clean." A female voice answered crisply, then closed the door and walked down the stairs.
The visitor walked down the steps lightly, holding a torch: "Your Majesty Hyacinthus?"
Under the firelight, a somewhat familiar face was illuminated, probably only once or twice, and Jacintos suddenly couldn't remember where he saw it.
The girl dressed as a maid smiled sheepishly: "I'm Nina, the maid you and His Majesty Os rescued in the tavern of Old Ellis in Ellis. You probably don't remember it, but I I have always remembered this kindness, if it weren't for you... I might have been taken by that businessman."
She pursed her lower lip: "Later, an Athens blacksmith passed by Elis and fell in love with me, so I came here with him, and now I am working as a maid in General Disia's house, serving the general's wife."
"The relationship between the general and his wife has always been bad. Just now I suffered a loss from you, so I ran to my wife to vent my anger. As soon as I heard that you were arrested, I thought I must find a way to help... I want to come up with two When I was upstairs, my wife found out."
Nina lowered her head, touched her waist, and took out some crumpled papyrus: "Madam knew my intentions, so she didn't stop me, and asked me to bring you these things."
Jacintos took the papyrus and flipped through two sheets at random: "..."
It can be seen that the relationship between Madam and Disia is quite bad.
The top papyrus depicts how to pick a lock and is wrapped with a wire.
The papyrus of Chapter 2 shows the layout of the patrolmen in the villa, with each shift shift marked below, and even the stalls with loopholes are highlighted.
At the bottom corner of the paper, there is a special passage for the servants of the mansion to go out to purchase. In a certain corner of the barrier, there is a magic circle hidden. Through the magic circle, you can enter and exit at will without being blocked by the barrier or by Dicia. care.
Hyacinthus couldn't help sighing.
He just came in.Even the stone bed hasn't been warmed yet!
The author has something to say: Yacintos: This prisoner voluntarily applied for a longer sentence
There are nobles with bad brains everywhere.
Everywhere there are politicians with insatiable desires, trying to use the power of the gods to satisfy their ambitions.
It was so in Sparta, and it is still so in Athens.
In comparison, the previous days in the underworld can be regarded as pure happiness.
I don't know if Disia heard what Hyacinthus meant, but he proudly raised his chin: "Athens will sweep Greece, and the reputation of Poseidon will spread to every corner of Greece!"
"Well," Hyacinthus responded perfunctorily, "so what's the matter with dying under the sanction of the gods? Did Nico die suddenly? Or drowned?"
The arrogance on Disia's face froze for a moment, and he glared at Hyacinthos with great displeasure, and said while grinding his teeth, "You care so much about Nico? He's dead! Now rule Athens, standing in front of you and I am the one you are talking to!"
Jacintos felt that Dicia's anger was inexplicable: "...um, oh."
He responded vaguely, a little confused by Monk Zhang Er.
Is it his illusion, or what Dicia said is really misleading?No matter what he heard, Disia seemed to be jealous.
Impossible, every time this general sees him, his eyes are so poisonous that he looks forward to his sudden death on the spot.
Jacintos began to think about whether General Disia had always spoken in this tone, but Disia had already collected his emotions and regained his composure: "Come on, Your Majesty Jacintos. Don't you want to know how Nick died? ?Let's change to a more convenient place to talk."
Disia said polite words, but his eyes were not friendly at all, but this was not enough for Jacintos to care.
Until Dicia slightly raised his hand, a sea-blue gleam overflowed from Discia's gauntleted palm, and in the blink of an eye, it merged into a light blue eggshell-shaped barrier, besieging Yacinthos and Aka together. inside.
Disia finally saw the astonishment he wanted to see from Yacinthos's face, and laughed happily: "See? This is the power given to me by the sea god! What about those gods who claim to love you deeply? Have you shared this power that only a god can possess?"
Disia's expression was so complacent that he could be called insolent, and Jacintos couldn't bear to tell him that he usually didn't "share power" with the gods, but directly used the gods' divinity to play.
Thinking about the information he hadn't gotten out of Dicia's mouth, Jacintos swallowed the truth thoughtfully: "No. Let's go?"
He used a soothing tone, but what he said was matched with this tone, and it seemed that he didn't care about the supernatural power that Dicia specially showed and was proud of, which was quite irritating.
Disia's cheerful smile froze again, and after a while he said viciously: "Go. Why do you still want to pretend to be calm, and sooner or later I will tear off the mask of calmness on your face."
"...cough." Jacintos coughed dryly.
He almost blurted out "I'm wearing a wooden mask, if you want to take it off I can stand for you to see."
Looking at General Disia's face, Yacintos swallowed the teasing with difficulty, and leaned towards Aka: "Where do you think he is taking us?"
A-Ka looked down at him silently.
This man's tone always made A-Ka feel like a dog's mouth could not spit out ivory.
Sure enough, Yacintos wore an elegant smile, stared straight ahead without changing his face, but said in a breathy voice: "It's better to be a dungeon. Why didn't I think of it in the underworld before? I hope our general will be more interesting. , to make up for this regret."
"..."
Did General Disia escort you to make up for your regrets?Can you have a little self-consciousness as a captive?
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The consciousness of being a captive, if you really want to say, Yacinthos also has it.
It is relatively thin.
After all, he has been caught and robbed many times, and Jacintos is basically used to this kind of thing.
The last one who wanted to imprison him was Hades, the king of the underworld, and now he is not sincerely wishing him a long life.
However, considering that General Disia really arranged the "dream love room" of the dungeon for him, and the need for formulaic words, Jacintos somewhat restrained himself.
At least when General Disia deliberately suppressed his voice, intending to create a sense of intimidating oppression, he chose to cooperate and shut up obediently, being a patient and loyal listener.
"...This is the will of the gods! Athens is destined to become the overlord of Greece," General Dicia stood in front of the prison door, and sneered at Hyacinthus inside. "As for Nico, he would rather reject Poseidon." Winter's oracle, and unwilling to lead Athens to glory, death without a place to die is the end that this traitor should have."
Faithful listeners should not point out that "the bodies of the last group of people who received the oracle have been lying in the mountains behind Sparta for several years" and tear down the narrator's station.
Instead, we should considerately follow the words to express questions, guide and encourage the narrator to continue: "What oracle did Poseidon issue?"
Disia was really encouraged by the audience's interaction. The general snorted, with a little pride and joy in his voice: "Poseidon said that when he competed with Athena for the faith of Athens, Athena narrowly won in the end. Now, After so many years, it is time for him to take back Athens, he will bless Athens and become the ruler of Greece, and in return, Athens should spread the reputation of Poseidon to every corner of Greece."
"..." Hyacinthus nodded, thinking that the oracle was long enough, and his ambition was naked enough.
When West Wind God deceived those Spartan nobles, at least he used some metaphors. Here, Poseidon just said that I want to expand my faith.
But hearing what Disia said, he had misunderstood before. The relationship was not a power-sex transaction, or a simple complicity.
I have to say, clarifying this made Jacintos feel a little relieved, otherwise, looking at Dicia's face, he couldn't help but wonder how much Poseidon had: "How did Nanike die?"
Hyacinthus was somewhat lucky, hoping that Nico could escape from death.
After all, the city-state of Athens has not been at odds with Sparta for a year or two. It is rare to find a leader who is willing to take a peaceful path. Disaster.
The alliance treaty has only just been signed, and if it is broken within a few months, it will be even more difficult to re-sign it in the future.
"Nike, Nico, why do you never forget him?" Disia's cheerful tone suddenly cooled down, and he rolled his lips sarcastically, "Is he qualified to communicate with you on an equal footing in the eyes of the noble Spartan king?" Only Nick? Look at me, Hyacinthus."
"..." Not really wanting to see it, Yacintos rolled his eyelids perfunctorily.
"Short sword, scimitar. These are all the weapons you carry?" Dicia walked to the long table opposite the prison door, reached out and touched the weapons seized by the soldiers from Yacinthos and Aka, "Which one do you think?" The sharpest? Knife? Dagger? Dagger, this one seems to hurt more when pierced into the heart."
Hyacinthus: "..."
I just want to ask how Nick died, why is this question so difficult to answer?
Going into the dungeon is for clichés. If torture is added to the service of the dream love room, it will not be very interesting.
Hyacinthus adjusted his sitting posture slightly to ensure that as soon as someone opened the cell door, he would be able to launch an attack immediately. As for Aka...
Hyacinthus glanced over the bronze mirror hanging on the stone wall.
This Dicia is also considered a wonderful person. He even hung a mirror and a washbasin in his dungeon.It is estimated that the prisoner will stink if he does not wash, but he is quite particular.
At this time, Hyacinthus looked at the bronze mirror, and saw the reflection of himself and Aka in the mirror, and his mother's words flashed in his mind unexpectedly:
"You probably haven't noticed the way he looks at you when he's standing behind you, have you? Next time, you can find a mirror and try. That kind of look...I'm familiar with it."
"I think your father would probably say the same thing when he saw him. His eyes... Una has probably seen it many times. It was when he woke up every morning and washed himself in front of the bronze mirror."
It's hard to describe A-Ka's eyes. At first glance, it seems extraordinarily quiet, just like usual, but it also looks like...
It seemed that he wanted to use that heavy gaze to build a thick fortress around him, domineeringly trap him in this safe fortress forever, and avoid all harm, but he knew that he would not be willing, so he restrained himself. He hides every trace of possessive desire tightly, without revealing half a corner.
He even realized that when A-Ka was in front of his mother, he was probably restrained.
It won't be like now, with his eyes downcast, but his eyes are carefully scanning every inch of him, with a kind of aggression, like being teased hard, but it's hard to show it in person.
Hyacinthus almost immediately remembered the kiss that Aka branded on his chest before, and an itch burned all the way from the bottom of his heart, making his fingers that seemed to be casually placed by his side curl up.
He had to pay more attention, and turned his attention back to Disia, who was performing the threat of torture: "Yes."
It doesn't matter what kind of dagger and scimitar he chooses, he hastened to open the cell, so that he can rush out and kill for a while to relieve his anger.
However, Disia was not in a hurry, probably because he wanted to create a sense of fear. He still thought about turning the dagger, and the way he played it showed the general's sophisticated fighting skills: "Very good."
Then he raised his hand sharply.
He stabbed hard into his chest.
"——?!" Facing the suicide scene, Yacintos' anger was dissipated in an unexpected way, "What are you doing??"
Get scared, okay, what the hell is this development?
It wasn't until Dicia pulled out the dagger without changing his expression that Jacintos realized that the dagger didn't leave any marks on Dicia's chest after stabbing so vigorously just now, only the front of his chest was damaged. The blade split.
Hyacinthus: "..."
You can, friend, but you don't have to.
Disia probably thought that Hyacinthus was overwhelmed by his invulnerability, and a condescending smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "See? Hyacinthus. I am the one favored by God, no sword can hurt me , I will be invincible on the battlefield."
Disia laughed sinisterly a few times, his eyes showed a bit of paranoia and madness, he held the sharp short sword in his hand, and the sword peak slowly slashed across the skin, leaving only white marks.
"..." Jacintos leaned back slightly, barely maintaining his superficial politeness, without showing any disgust.
It's too perverted. Looking at it this way, Disia and Poseidon in the dream really have a common language.
Dicia bewitched with a hoarse voice: "Are you envious? Hyacinthus? You see Poseidon is so generous and generous, completely different from the gods you deal with. The god of the sea has spoken the oracle, and Athens will become The ruler of Greece, why didn't you bring Sparta back to Athens early? You should be the one who knows the power of the gods best, what can stand up to the wrath of the God of the Sea?"
"..." I don't envy, it's impossible, Ming Pomegranate, or Jinlei.
Hyacinthus stared at the dagger, can I still want this thing in the future?
Aka was even more expressionless. If it wasn't for the dead face covering most of his emotions, Dicia would have seen that this "attachment" he hadn't cared about from the beginning to the end was looking at him like he was watching a monkey show. Scratch with a knife.
Dicia's passionate performance didn't get any support from the audience. After performing for a while, he finally became impatient and kicked the iron railing heavily: "Speak!"
Hyacinthus decided not to use the short sword: "What are you talking about? Why are you not wearing any armor, but wearing gauntlets?"
Hyacinthus also asked Apollo to borrow his divine power when he did not possess the godhood.
In just one day, he felt that the divine power was scalding him to the point of being burnt to charcoal.
Judging from Disia's words and deeds, he seems to have held Poseidon's divine power for quite a long time, and Yacintos does not believe that Poseidon's divine power will not have any negative effects on Disia.
Thinking about it this way, the hand armor that Dicia was wearing seemed particularly obtrusive, as if it was shouting "I have a problem".
"You!" Dicia's expression changed instantly, and he squeezed the dagger into a shapeless iron block with a clenched hand, "You just keep talking hard, Hyacinthus. I won't torture you so quickly, After all, you are still valuable. But you are in prison, you can think about what kind of deal I will use you to negotiate with Sparta, how to suck the blood of Sparta, and send Athens to the top..."
Dicia said viciously: "I will destroy your spirit first, and then torture your body. I want to see if the Spartans are as hard-boned as the rumors say, so they are not afraid of anything."
"Don't try to escape," Disia lowered his voice, "I have sealed the entire mansion with the power of Poseidon. Even if you can escape from the dungeon, you cannot escape from the villa."
Hyacinthus: "..."
He probably won't want to escape for the time being. He looked at the iron railing and then at the bronze mirror. Hyacinthus, who has escaped the underworld twice, was not threatened at all. He touched the stone bed and asked Dicia sincerely: " Do you want an anklet or a shackle?"
Disia, who was still making a stern expression: "...??"
Aka: "..."
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There is always a gap between dreams and reality, just like Dicia thinks he can threaten Yacintos, or like Yacintos thinks he can take the opportunity to create good memories in the dungeon and Akka.
Shortly after Disia angrily ignored Jacintos' "provocation" and left with a flick of his sleeve, there were beatings and screams at the entrance of the dungeon, and sarcasm and crying came into the cell together:
"Let you make speeches in the street and promote bullshit democracy! Those are the evil ideas that Nick instilled in the inferior people. He is dead, and you still insist on being his lackey? Go to the dungeon and stay there. In a few days, wait After the general confiscates your property, we will send you to the underworld to reunite with your master!"
"No, no! Please let me go, I, I'm different from them, I'm just a businessman! I don't mean to be dissatisfied with General Disia, I just passed by their speech by accident, I , I was tired from walking, so I stood under the platform for a while—ah!!”
"Bah, do you think we are stupid? Your package is full of speeches propagandized by those democrats!"
"I don't have it. I don't have enough time for my packaged goods. Why waste space to put those lecture notes? That's really not-ah!!"
The noise approached all the way, and a group of people who were described as embarrassed and covered in blood were pushed into the tunnel by the soldiers.
Based on their shabby clothes, it was barely recognizable that they should have been well dressed before the attack.
Disia obviously wanted to kill two birds with one stone when he caught them, and he wanted to eradicate his political opponents and enrich his own wallet.
The soldiers moved quickly and pushed people into the next cell:
"Hurry up, hurry up, there is another batch."
"Damn it, why are the city-state's prisons so small? There's no room for these democrats. How many batches can Lord Disia's private dungeon hold?"
"What's the matter, wait for a few batches in the front to die, can't we make room for the ones behind? These people really don't know how to use their brains. Lord Disia has become a tyrant, and he is still promoting these democracies under his nose." If so, how is it different from rebellion? Let’s assume that this is the time when Nico was in power.”
"Don't dawdle, hurry up. I received a report from an informant that there is an antique dealer in the Agora market who is also a supporter of the democrats. If we go quickly, we may be able to drag him out of the store." , Let’s see if there are any novelties, those are usually not available for spending a lot of money!”
The soldiers were discussing, talking about the antiques in that store, which their family wanted but could not get, and from time to time they would despise and trample on the other party's family background, education is not pure enough, in the identification and collection of antiques Can't compare to my own family.
At first glance, it sounded like a show off by a rich family, but at a closer look, it looked like a group of robbers in glamorous skins.
They came and went in a hurry, leaving a dozen or so wounded people groaning and groaning feebly next door.
Aka glanced at Jacintos, knocked on the iron fence beside him, and said lightly, "It's all right."
Probably because of the barrier made of Poseidon's divine power, Dicia didn't arrange guards in the dungeon, but it was convenient for them to talk to the people next door.
It may be that the injury was severe. After a while, someone gasped a few times, and responded with difficulty: "You can't die, who are you? I read it right. When I was pushed in, I seemed to see Sparta. red cloak."
"Please, don't be an idiot. Spartans are never captured."
Hyacinthus rubbed his nose and coughed lightly: "It is true that he is not a prisoner. He is here to collect information, I heard that your Nicole consul was assassinated? What happened, does anyone know?"
The groaning sound from the next door fell silent for a moment, and then the sound of the iron railing was heard, as if someone was excited and forgot the pain on his body and threw himself on the railing:
"Really? Are you a Spartan?"
"Wait, I seemed to look more carefully just now, I vaguely saw the mask."
"Mask?! That--there is a red dress?!"
"I was almost rolled by the soldiers, I couldn't tell the difference between the cloak and the clothes, but I saw a man in white beside him—"
"Zeus! Could it be His Majesty Hyacinthus?"
Hyacinthus: "..."
Why is his recognition so high?
The last sound from the next door was gone, and even if Jacintos couldn’t see the situation next to him, he could guess the scene where everyone was holding on to the railing:
"Great! Is Your Majesty Hyacinthus here to help Lord Nico?"
"It's saved, how can this small dungeon trap the legendary Spartan king?"
Yacintos wanted to sigh when he heard that, Aka knocked on the railing again: "Answer the question."
His voice was always indifferent, and his tone became even colder with emphasis, like hard ice, finally knocking the people next door out of their excitement.
"Yes, it's Lord Nico who asked." The person who spoke the most hurriedly said, "We've been trying to find out about this. Lord Nico happened to be in an accident at sea, but the fleet that traveled with him didn't come back either. So there's no telling what's going on, whether they're alive or not."
Several other people also spoke weakly:
"But Disia acted as if he was convinced that Lord Nico was dead, and directly usurped the power."
"At the very beginning, we hired mercenaries with money to sneak into Disia's mansion and ask him about Lord Nico's whereabouts, but Disia is a veteran in the battlefield, so he didn't care about this threat at all. The mercenaries tortured him until Halfway through, his guards noticed something was wrong, and the mercenaries had to leave in a hurry."
"Yes, next time, when we hire new mercenaries, Disia suddenly becomes invulnerable, hangs the beheaded mercenaries on the city wall...and calls everyone to the square, Declaring that he was chosen by Poseidon, he kindly eradicated the "tumor" of Lord Nico for Athens, but he was rewarded like this. But he also thanked the previous assassination, which made him guarded, and directly asked Poseidon for protection. From then on, no sword can hurt him anymore..."
The person next door finished talking, and then asked anxiously, "Excuse me, how do you plan to escape?"
"..." Hyacinthus touched his nose again.
To be honest, he really didn't want to escape before these people entered the door.
But in the face of these unlucky ones, Yacintos couldn't say "otherwise you wait for me", so he had to stretch out his hand helplessly.
Just as the God of Beauty cast a spell, causing the soldiers to pick something like wire from the small bag that the soldiers didn't notice when they searched the body, the dungeon door was opened again with a creak.
The people next door who were still asking questions shut up instantly.
The soldier cursed: "Why are you here so early today? Hurry up, it won't take long to clean up, right? If you delay, I'll lock you in together."
"Got it, it's not the first time I clean." A female voice answered crisply, then closed the door and walked down the stairs.
The visitor walked down the steps lightly, holding a torch: "Your Majesty Hyacinthus?"
Under the firelight, a somewhat familiar face was illuminated, probably only once or twice, and Jacintos suddenly couldn't remember where he saw it.
The girl dressed as a maid smiled sheepishly: "I'm Nina, the maid you and His Majesty Os rescued in the tavern of Old Ellis in Ellis. You probably don't remember it, but I I have always remembered this kindness, if it weren't for you... I might have been taken by that businessman."
She pursed her lower lip: "Later, an Athens blacksmith passed by Elis and fell in love with me, so I came here with him, and now I am working as a maid in General Disia's house, serving the general's wife."
"The relationship between the general and his wife has always been bad. Just now I suffered a loss from you, so I ran to my wife to vent my anger. As soon as I heard that you were arrested, I thought I must find a way to help... I want to come up with two When I was upstairs, my wife found out."
Nina lowered her head, touched her waist, and took out some crumpled papyrus: "Madam knew my intentions, so she didn't stop me, and asked me to bring you these things."
Jacintos took the papyrus and flipped through two sheets at random: "..."
It can be seen that the relationship between Madam and Disia is quite bad.
The top papyrus depicts how to pick a lock and is wrapped with a wire.
The papyrus of Chapter 2 shows the layout of the patrolmen in the villa, with each shift shift marked below, and even the stalls with loopholes are highlighted.
At the bottom corner of the paper, there is a special passage for the servants of the mansion to go out to purchase. In a certain corner of the barrier, there is a magic circle hidden. Through the magic circle, you can enter and exit at will without being blocked by the barrier or by Dicia. care.
Hyacinthus couldn't help sighing.
He just came in.Even the stone bed hasn't been warmed yet!
The author has something to say: Yacintos: This prisoner voluntarily applied for a longer sentence
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