spartan ancestor

The joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

When the people next door heard that Nina was one of their own, they immediately regained their spirits: "What?"

"The blueprint that can help you escape," Nina clasped her hands, giving unconditional trust in Yacinthos' strength, "with His Majesty taking it with you, you will be able to escape successfully!"

The wounded were immediately agitated, asking about what was drawn in the drawings, if they could help, and when they were going to act...the whole chorus urged Hyacinthus to leave the dungeon quickly.

"..." Jacintos rubbed his ears, feeling even more helpless in his heart, "Can you tell the truth, friends? I personally want to stay."

He always does things with a clear goal.

It's like going to the underworld before, the first time was to find Hercules, and the second time was to meet my mother.

The same goes for going to jail this time.

From the beginning to the end, his fundamental purpose was to get more information about Nick from Disia's mouth. It would be best to find out about Nick's whereabouts.

Just now when he misunderstood that Disia was going to use torture, he considered that he was not willing to let Aka play a trick together, so he simply rushed out and thought of another way.

But looking at Disia's reaction just now, it seems that he is not in a hurry to use torture, so the urgency for him to leave is not so strong.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the miserable people next door, he wouldn't even consider leaving now.

Nina didn't know what he was thinking, and she was anxious: "Why are you doing this! General Disia is different from Lord Nico, it's so dangerous to stay in the dungeon!"

She bit her lower lip, and couldn't help it: "Could it be that it's really like what General Disia said, you're a sperm with a brain, and when you enter the cell, you only want to play with the servants around you..."

"He said stay, so stay."

Unexpectedly, it was Aka who interrupted Nina.

He leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and he didn't mean to be annoyed. His tone was very flat, as if he was telling a decided fact.

Nina stared at A-Ka with wide-eyed eyes, and A-Ka didn't add a word or two to clarify or explain the meaning, but just leaned quietly in the distance, with no intention of moving away.

This was a bit out of Jacintos' expectation, so that he froze for a moment.

In his heart, Aka should be the one who most wanted to leave the cell.After all, this place is small and closed, and a little bit of space means that if he really wants to flirt, A-Ka has nowhere to hide.

But A-Ka not only didn't encourage him, but also directly affirmed what he wanted to stay without asking... Yacintos looked at A-Ka for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

This touch might have come at a bit inappropriate, but he still suddenly said to A-Ka in an extremely serious tone: "Thank you."

"?" A-Ka frowned slightly, looking over as if he didn't know the reason for his nonsensical thanks.

But Yacintos had already turned his face away, and said to Nina: "Don't get me wrong, the person next to me has always spoken in this tone. I understand your concerns, but I have considerations for staying."

"When I asked about Nico's death, Disia always avoided talking about it. I always had an intuition that it was very likely that Nico was fine. Disia's publicity in front of people was just a bluff, otherwise it would be because the general loves to intimidate people. character, should be more than happy to share the details of how Nick died without a place of burial."

Jacintos shrugged: "And I don't know why, our General Disia seems to be obsessed with me. I guess he won't lock me up here, and he will probably come to talk to me."

"Ah..." Nina nodded half-understood, "This lady said something about it, maybe it was because of the war against Persia? The general thought you would be a serious problem for Athens at that time. Just now the general and his wife had a big fight." The temper is also because of this, it seems that you, a strong enemy, don't take him seriously at all, and you have fallen into the dungeon and still want to flirt with men."

Hyacinthus: "..." That's fine, as long as Dicia doesn't fall in love with hate because of love.

He didn't say anything about some deeper considerations.

For example, not only did he want to find out about Nico, but he also wanted to know how Dicia and Poseidon hooked up?

Could this have something to do with his prophetic dream?He came out of the portal of the underworld, and he should have returned to Sparta, but he came to Athens. Is it also related to this?

Regardless of the problem, it seems that Dicia can follow the vine.He was squatting in this dungeon, and he just had to sit leisurely and wait for Disia to deliver the information to his door.

The people next door were already discussing again with a sense of participation, and Jacintos couldn't help but want to ask them if the pain was gone:

"That said, it doesn't seem right for us to leave now, so why don't we just go out without hearing anything?"

"Are you sick? It would be nice if we could leave!"

"You are so greedy for life and afraid of death, how can you promote the spirit of democracy? Anyway, I have made up my mind. For Lord Nico, for the democracy I believe in, I am willing to stay. Even if you give me a glass of poisoned wine to die tomorrow, I am willing."

"Yes, yes, I just thought, if we escape, what will happen to Miss Nina and the general's wife? Will they be left here to die for us? Let the woman die for us? We are still what man?"

"That's right, Your Majesty must have considered this. After all, we still don't see as far as His Majesty..."

"Kang, kuang, kuang!" The sound of a soldier hammering the door interrupted the upsurge of praise, "Are you ready? I locked it!"

Nina quickly picked up the bucket, took the time to lower her voice before leaving, and dropped a few words: "I've heard the general talk about Mr. Nico a few times when I was with Madam, and he seems to have scruples. Maybe you guessed it It’s true, Lord Nico is not dead yet. I come here to clean it every day, if you have anything to ask or pass on, you can tell me.”

Yacintos thought about it: "If you really want to be able to send a letter, please tell my brother for me, so that he doesn't have to worry, I know it."

He said this with a guilty conscience, mainly because it was not the first time that he sent a letter to his brother like this. He wondered if his brother would rush to Athens in a rage after receiving the letter?

... The more I think about it, the more likely it is, Yacintos couldn't help adding sincerely: "One more thing, remember to put the overall situation first."

The brother who fights the war will definitely not be afraid of war, but try not to fight if you can. The peace covenant has only been signed in less than a few months. He also pointed out that this covenant will drive the common development of all city-states, and guard against the rising power What about the Roman Empire?

Nina hurried up the stairs after hearing the letter.The democrats who stayed next door seemed to finally remember the pain on their bodies, and hummed together again.

The original good atmosphere of being alone in the dungeon was completely gone. Yacintos sat down by the bed and flipped through the blueprints sent by Nina: "This lady is really smart."

"Well," A-Ka didn't seem to be thinking about the general's wife. He lowered his arms, stood up straight, and stared at Jacintos with dark eyes, "What did you...thank you for?"

"Huh? Before?" Yacintos paused when he flipped through the pages, "Oh... you said just now."

Aka frowned slightly: "I don't like you saying thank you."

This word sounds very polite and a little alienated. He doesn't like this word very much.

Yacintos laughed: "Why? I really feel that I have a lot to thank you for."

"..." The furrows on Aka's brows furrowed deeper, and Yacintos couldn't help but want to raise his hand to smooth it out.

The whoops from next door just obscured their conversation and gave them some privacy.

Yacintos smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "You don't like to hear thank you? Then I will change the word."

"For example... I 'like' that you didn't misunderstand me like Disia and others, and didn't really think that I said absurd things, wanted to be shackled, and was really addicted to romance."

"I 'like' that you can understand me enough to see through my disguise, see through my real purpose, and give me trust and support unconditionally."

He is used to it, hiding his real purpose under cynicism.

Being flirtatious and greedy for beauty is his most commonly used and most skillful disguise.

This makes people who don't know him—such as Disia, Nina, and even the former Oss—always feel that he seems to do things aimlessly.

This is actually an advantage.

In his previous life, he and his father successfully stayed behind the scenes, and carefully planned how to push his brother Oss to power after he and Apollo disappeared from people's sight, so as to ensure that the ideal of equal rights can still be realized.

From the beginning to the end, no one found him in Zangfeng, and everyone believed that he was a useless crown prince who only loved romance and had no intention of governing.

It's a pity that the plan in the previous life was broken by a discus from Xifengshen, and his death broke the power check and balance that should have been interlocking, resulting in the plan ending without a problem.

And in this life, because of the foreshadowing dream, he changed the plan and became the king of Sparta.

This kind of easy-to-do, seemingly inconspicuous disguise, which makes people confused about the source of confidence, has become a necessity again.

A leader with a clear direction can be reassuring and cohesive, but lacks the power to intimidate those with bad intentions.

As for a king like him who hides everything and conceals his true intentions under a disguise, the more he can't figure out his thoughts, the easier it is for those who harbor evil intentions to feel uneasy about his seemingly rambunctious words and deeds. Breed awe and fear.

This is not a bad thing for the king.And being with Oss, who acts steadily, just complements each other.

So Jacintos didn't bother to change this ghost habit, which is quite difficult to change.

After a long time of camouflage, just like the scars on the body, they can't be washed off.

Aka's thick black eyelashes fluttered a few times, and after a while, he also said in a low voice: "You are used to it. I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

"Really?" Hyacinthus laughed, "But most people probably don't think so."

Not everyone is happy with someone who is always putting on a disguise.In particular, no one can tell when this person is genuinely joking, and when he is seriously talking about horrifying calculations.

And if you always keep your true thoughts in your heart for a long time like this, it is easy to develop a lone wolf mindset.

Just get used to doing everything by yourself.

I am used to thinking about the plan alone, and make all the preparations alone. Basically, I have completed the plan in my heart before I go to someone to read it as 'consultation', which is actually 'arrangement steps'.

In this way, people in his plan don't have to worry about anything, and don't have to worry about anything. As long as they follow his guidance, or even follow him, they can walk on the broad road he paved for them...

That's true for Sparta.

At the beginning, he did the same to Oss.

Including the original Apollo and the current Acre.

This sounds good at first glance, but in fact it sounds a bit arrogant.

Wishful thinking put himself in the position of protector, and he didn't think about whether the people he forcibly brought under his wings would accept or misunderstand.

"So..." Hyacinthus's voice became lighter, like a feather, almost lost in the annoying ouch from the next door, "This is another place where I 'like' you. 'Like' you indulge My nasty bad habits..."

The humming from next door gradually decreased, probably because he was tired, and Yacintos also stopped talking.

"Bang!" The dungeon door was opened roughly again, and the guards, wearing heavy armor, walked down with a bang, "Jacinthus?"

The guard's voice was slightly dull because of the helmet, but this did not prevent people from hearing the sarcasm expressed in his tone: "The famous King of Sparta. I am ordered by Lord Disia to invite You are attending the reception being held in the mansion."

Yacintos had already quickly put the blueprints into the small bag with his hands and feet, and looked at Aka at this moment: "Do you mind if I bring a male companion?"

"...mind," the guard's tone showed a trace of disdain, "please overcome the difficulties, there are many courtesans in the reception, if you really need anything, you can find them to make it easy."

Jacintos coughed dryly, a little worried that Aka would break the iron railing in front of the guards: "Lead the way."

The democrats next door muttered again as if they had flashed back:

"You can't go, the ghost knows what they are planning!"

"Disia must want to humiliate you in public!"

The guard suddenly raised his big fist and slammed the iron railing next door: "What's the noise? Do you want to make room for the people who come later?"

The people in the prison were too scared to make a sound, so the guard sneered and went to Jacintos' cell door, opened the iron door, and looked Jacintos up and down: "Hmph, I heard that Sparta The king's appearance fascinated Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, so why are you still wearing a mask to cover it up?"

Hyacinthus glanced at this fearless soldier who didn't know anyone, and smiled slightly: "Maybe it's for the sake of others?"

"Pick it off!" The guard stood at the door and ordered bluntly, putting the fault on the surface.

"Are you sure?" Yacintos held the mask in his hand and thoughtfully asked the guard again.

The guard was full of confidence: "Sure!"

"..." Aka slowly looked up at the guard in the cell.

Okay, the guard at the gate of the dungeon in Disia is also abolished.

…………

Few people in the city-state dared to lose face and refused to attend the reception held by the new tyrant.

The whole of Athens can be said to have heads and faces here. Troubadours played cheerful instruments, and courtesans shuttled among the guests, bringing a burst of fragrance.

Poseidon stood at the farthest corner of the reception, looking at the joyful banquet with a gloomy expression, his eyes passed over the crowd, and fell on Dicia who was clustered in the center.

Could it be that this hateful human being started to have a different heart after he got the authority?

Disia has always known that he has a special preference for maids in Athens. When he held receptions before, he would be graciously invited to participate, and he would choose many beautiful maids with various personalities for him to choose from. Why are you holding a reception this time, Disia? Didn't talk to him?

If he hadn't happened to pass through Athens when he was looking for beauty, and heard the news that Dicia's mansion was holding a social reception, he might not have known about it.

Poseidon recalled his mood when he first heard the news, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes and stroked his chest again.

At that time, he was so angry that he even left the newly hunted Yan, and specially changed his appearance to sneak into the reception. After paying such a high price, he must settle the score with Disia and warn the other party of this negligent behavior. !

Poseidon thought angrily, and moved his legs in the direction of Disia.

the center of the crowd.

Disia didn't know that the danger was approaching.

He was still confirming with the servant in a low voice: "No one mentioned the matter of the reception in front of the statue, right?"

Servant: "Follow the master's instructions, and no one dares to speak nonsense when placing sacrifices."

"Very good." Disia nodded in satisfaction.

At this reception, he wanted to bring Jacintos in front of everyone, so as to give himself a good face.

Poseidon must not appear at this time, otherwise with Poseidon's integrity, who knows if this alliance will turn to the enemy in the blink of an eye, then it will be a chicken and an egg.

Disia pondered in his heart, and urged: "Go invite His Majesty's people? Why haven't His Majesty—"

"Ho-"

"hiss……"

There was a sudden hiss at the reception, and the sound of gasping almost drowned out Dicia's inquiry.

Disia didn't react for a while, and after turning the corner slowly, he also took a sharp breath: "Damn it! I asked that idiot to hire someone! No one told him to take the mask of Yacinthos on his own. !"

Disia had seen the power of Yacinthos' face before.

At the beginning, he was unable to conquer Corinth, and when he wanted to move to the upper echelon of Phocis, he spent a lot of silver coins and finally cleared up the relationship. The guy who was about to be bribed successfully said to him in pain at the end: "It still doesn't work!" , Last night I dreamed that His Majesty Hyacinthus was looking at me with disgust on his face, that face... that expression... hiss... the silver coins are all returned to you, you'd better stop thinking about it. Phocis will never An ally of Sparta!"

Disia was so angry that he almost went into shock. Looking back now, his face still couldn't help twitching, and he threw a wine glass on the servant: "Why are you in a daze?! Is it so beautiful, go and put his mask back on him !"

"Don't be noisy..." A nobleman next to him raised his hand to cover Dicia's mouth in a dream, and pushed the person back, "Don't get in the way, oh...he smiled, did he point at it? I laughed?"

In the center of everyone's eyes, Jacintos played with the mask in his hand calmly, and licked the corner of his lips at the guard next to him in a good mood: "Thank you for bringing me all the way here, and you kindly introduced some of the mansion's scenery. I I don't like drinking very much, I just want to sit here quietly for a while."

He had realized the extent of his face a long time ago. It would be fine if he didn't intend it. If he really used it intentionally, the effect would be as terrifying as the singing of a siren.

But this also needs to be divided into people. For example, for the vast majority of Spartans, as well as Artemis, Hades, Thanatos and the like, the effect is not very great.

"Ah, sit down, I, I'll move a chair for you!" The guard who had dragged [-] before seemed obsessed, "Move the softest chair!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and many sluggish guests instantly came to life:

"I have it here!"

"Here's the mat!"

"Zeus, why don't I go into the chair business, the cushion business, and why do I have to go into the weapon business that is not elegant at all?"

"..." Dixia stared at everyone dumbfounded, and couldn't help being shocked, "You are all so stupid——"

The follow-up words were stuck in his throat, and Disia only felt that there was an invincible force locked on him, making him freeze in place.

Through the connection between divine powers, Disia could clearly feel that this was a warning from Poseidon, but what he couldn't understand was—how could Poseidon be here? ?

And, it's over!Poseidon must have seen Hyacinthus!

Poseidon didn't care if Dicia was frightened or not, he stared at Hyacinthus who was leisurely sitting in the center of everyone's eyes like a maniac, and every frown and smile of the other party seemed to have infinite meaning. The magic power made him unable to take his eyes off it.

God, did I hit Cupid's golden arrow?Poseidon stared in bewilderment at the young king who forcibly made the wooden chair look like a throne. He felt that the shape of the other's lips was so perfect, the curvature of the tip of the nose was so just right, especially those eyes——

Father God, how can there be such beautiful eyes in this world?Clearer than the most beautiful and bluest ocean I have ever had.

A paranoid idea suddenly popped up in his heart:

Want to own them, own these eyes, dig them out and hide them in the deepest part of the ocean.

Kill him, turn him into a specimen, and let his appearance remain at this moment forever.

Took out his heart and exchanged it for imperishable sea ore—

"Hey!" The imaginary picture made Poseidon retch instinctively, interrupting these weird thoughts from the bottom of his heart at once, Poseidon clutched his stomach and wrinkled his face in disgust.

What a fucking ghost idea, it's fucking weird and disgusting when I think about it.

Poseidon glanced at Hyacinthus again.

But this human being is really fascinating, so why is the siren and Aphrodite's golden belt no worse than this human's blue eyes?

He was even willing to give away an entire sea area for these blue eyes to stare at him!

Poseidon's heart became hot again, and the disgust just now was instantly squeezed away by the lustful heart.

He didn't want to think about how to settle the score with Disia, and rubbed his hands with a shy face, and approached Jacintos.

It’s still not time to transform into a real body, so don’t scare Xiaomei——“Aww!”

"?" Hyacinthus was smiling and saying the words of the nobles, and looked to the corner when he heard the sound.

I saw a guest in ordinary clothes lying on the ground in the corner, and it seemed that he accidentally tripped and fell on the ground.

There was no one around to help, at most covering his mouth and laughing at his gaffe.

Well, I don't have any contacts, I don't belong to the power center, and I don't have the value of stereotypes.

Hyacinthus glanced over, quickly finished his judgment, retracted his eyes, and continued to talk about the nobles around him.

In the corner, Poseidon got up awkwardly and puzzled, thinking that the ground is so fucking empty, did I trip over Hades' invisible helmet?

Forget it, it’s not important, let’s go see Mei——"Aww!"

"..." Yacintos turned his gaze to the source of the sound again.

... Man, are you trying to get my attention with a flat throw?