spartan ancestor

Speechless, Jacintos could only say that he was speechless.

He didn't know what Poseidon was thinking, and he threatened him with the lives of the Athenians.

The pirates wandered out from the nearby mansion, and flocked to Jacintos familiarly, and glanced at the note: "? Who wrote it? Is there some serious problem in the brain?"

The pirates burst into laughter:

"Let the king of Sparta give up his life to save a few Athenians? It can't be said that the two have nothing to do with each other, it can only be said that they have nothing to do with each other."

"It's like a wolf threatening a fox with a rabbit in its mouth. If you don't want the rabbit to die, you'd better lie down and kill yourself now. Fox:?? Are you out of your mind?"

"Hahaha!"

Nico could actually read the "deep conspiracy" from this idiot's note, worried: "This is not written for Yashin at all, but for me. He deliberately proposed impossible things, just to Let me taste powerlessness..."

"Maybe he's just out of his mind." Hyacinthus interrupted Nico's in-depth interpretation.

"..." Nico said with difficulty, "Perhaps what you said is right. But the old acropolis is located on a high place, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and has complete facilities. Even if we resort to siege, Disia can last a long time inside the city wall." For a long time."

Moreover, he was even more worried that since Disia could write such a threatening letter, he might jump over the wall and threaten him with the people of Athens in the Acropolis when he couldn't bear it.

"The attack is not too bad," Nico murmured to himself, "The people in the old Acropolis are at Disia's hand. Should they be threatened or will they be threatened? What should we do?"

Hyacinthus could not care about the lives of the people of Athens, but as the leader of Athens, as an Athenian, he couldn't care less.

Whether it was an attack or a siege, the people in the old Acropolis made him wary.

Not to mention the divine power barrier that enveloped the Acropolis...

"What about the assassination?" Jacintos shook off the blood on the blade casually, "According to what you said before, the reason for not assassinating Dicia is that he is just a representative of the noble forces behind him. Now these noble forces Either be beheaded, or surrender, and the rest will flee in vain to survive, and Disia is the only trouble left."

Nico was distressed: "There is also a divine power barrier—"

"What's a mere barrier!" The pirates boasted one after another, and they seemed to be very familiar with Yacintos with their proud appearance. "Isn't it a piece of cake in front of His Majesty Yacin? The previous one, who, eh?"

In fact, they can't even remember the name of Harry Lotios, and they don't know how Harry Lotios was dealt with, but in the end even the god of death appeared on the stage!There must be some powerful means to deal with the gods.

Hein also gestured: "Just use the previous method, with a little manipulation, it should be easy to catch, right?"

Dark pomegranate?Jacintos put away the knife: "That can't be used." After all, Dicia is a stranger.

He paused, then smiled slightly: "But I have other ways."

·

Before leaving the Sea God Temple, Hyacinthus and Aka dismantled Poseidon's Sea Throne.

All the Poseidon power woods are stored in the small pouch, and I just took out some of them for use at this time.

Hyacinthus didn't want more people to know about being able to refine the artifact. He only said that he needed to go back to the barracks to prepare, and sent Nick to try to find out information in the old Acropolis.

Until the dagger was about to be refined, Jacintos had a sudden thought: "Go forward, don't we have to thank Aphrodite?"

After all, if Aphrodite hadn't captured them, they wouldn't have learned how to dismantle the Sea Throne, and they might be really helpless when they encountered Dicia's blue tortoise shell.

Yacintos found it quite interesting in retrospect, and joked: "What does this mean? Fate treats me well."

"..." Aka's face was not very happy. He probably didn't have much affection for Aphrodite, the goddess who coveted the beauty of Hyacinthos. His tone was a little heavy, "Don't say that. It has nothing to do with fate. It's all your own effort."

A-Ka is obviously not very good at giving such speeches, and his tone and demeanor are a bit stiff: "If you are not smart enough, you will not end well when you are caught by Vulcan. Escape, you have already died under the pomegranate. When Hades and Aphrodite were fighting, the enraged wild boar went straight to you, and you almost died under its fangs."

"Well," Yacintos pointed his finger at his cheek and admitted cheekily, "It's true that I am the best."

He thought that A-Ka would cast a somewhat choked and speechless look, but after waiting for a while, A-Ka responded in a low voice after being silent: "En."

Um?So cooperative?Yacintos raised his eyebrows lazily at Aka: "Then I'm so powerful, is it worth a kiss?"

"..." A-Ka looked over with heavy eyes, and answered in a low voice again beyond his expectations, "It's worth it."

Before Hyacinthus could react from his promise, Aka leaned down slightly.

Under the reflection of the fire, Aka's projection almost covered Hyacinthus, his slightly cool fingertips gently lifted Hyacinth's chin, and a kiss fell on Hyacinthus impartially. on the lips.

This wasn't even a casual kiss, Yacintos was pushed back a few steps, and leaned against the edge of the wooden table with his back: "You—uh...when did you become so responsive?"

Hyacinthus' voice was a little muffled, and his breathing became slightly rapid uncontrollably.

"..." A-Ka raised his head slightly, and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

Hyacinthus suddenly realized that the other party's usually calm and dry palm was a little wet, with a trace of sweat, but before he raised his hand to catch the other's palm, Aka's kiss was pressed down again, and the palms were tightly clasped. His wrist, pressed him against the wooden table and kissed him deeply.

The fire crackled and the red flames began to turn blue.

Aka didn't let go of Jacintos immediately, and then slowly backed away after a while: "The refining is over."

"Well," Hyacinthus sat up and touched the corner of his lower lip, "do you want to—"

"No." A-Ka answered quickly, but then he frowned a little annoyed at the too-quick rejection, but he still turned around and opened the curtain, "Go save those sacrifices." .”

"..." Yacintos glanced at A-Ka.

Does Aka really care so much about those boys and girls in Athens?

Hyacinthus felt that probably not.

It's just that A-Ka knew that he might not be willing to see those innocent people die because of the gods, so he took this matter to heart.

outside the tent.

Nick had been pretending to be a meditator statue by the side of the road with his chin resting on his chin for a long time. Seeing that the curtain was finally lifted, he jumped up, "Yasin! I have an informant in the old Acropolis, who is a guard guarding the city wall. I asked someone to contact him before. He gestured through the barrier and said that Disia hired a group of actors in the theater in the old Acropolis, and arrested a group of tragedies. He planned to watch a new play before starting the ceremony. , and then start the sacrifice—why is the corner of your mouth broken?"

"Cough," Jacintos changed the subject bluntly, "Tragedy writer? If it were me, I would definitely catch up and write comedies, so I'd die laughing."

"..." Nico said dryly, "The main reason is that after the expansion of the Acropolis, comedy writers have moved to the new site to develop, and only some old tragedy masters stayed in the old Acropolis. It is said that places with a long history can inspire tragedies more. inspiration."

Hyacinthus: "..."

So now it's a tragedy.

Well, it's Tragedy Masters.

·

According to the agreement, Nico's informant in the city tried to adjust the shift of guarding the city wall to ensure that a certain part of the east wall was full of his own people, so as to facilitate the assassination.

Hyacinthus and Akka peeled off a layer of Poseidon's magic wood, refined it into a coir raincoat and wrapped it around their bodies, stepped into the barrier unimpeded, climbed up the city wall along the rope hanging from the informant, and put on a drama Actor's clothes.

"Hiss..." The informant looked at Jacintos who had a toothache after changing his clothes, "Why do you have so many scars on your body? It's too eye-catching, and Disia can't stare at you when you come on stage? Think about it, and you know something is wrong." Bar!"

Hyacinthus looked down at his relatively short clothes, and then at Aka's: "What about his tightly covered clothes?"

The informant scratched his head: "There are no smaller ones."

"...Huh? Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now. What did you say?" Yacintos asked with a smile.

His height is not small, it means that Aka standing beside him seems to be shorter.The armored informants in front of him were not as tall as him.

The informant was stunned by Jacintos's laughter: "There are no more normal people's sizes. The other characters either have to show their faces, or they don't wear tight enough... If, really, I just want to say That leaves one character who has to both cover his face and fully clothe himself."

Jacintos saw the informant staring at him all the time, and predicted that this would not be a good role: "What?"

Informant: "Sphinx the Sphinx."

The repertoire discussed by the tragedies is to reinterpret Oedipus, the tragic figure who killed his father and married his mother in mythology, and the sphinx can be regarded as the main character.

Hyacinthus thought for a while, and felt that the only disadvantage of this character might be that the costume was relatively heavy and it was inconvenient to move around.But to assassinate this thing, no one stipulates that the killer must take the initiative to approach the prey, right?

——At worst, let's kill it!

Yacintos glanced at Aka, who was wearing a black robe and was tightly covered, with a smile in his eyes: "Do you mind being more responsive?"

…………

Those old tragedy masters were right, the Old Acropolis was indeed a place full of artistic atmosphere.

Marble statues covered with moss or vines stand prominently in the streets and alleys, and the bricks and tiles of houses along the road are colorful.

But no matter how much the artistic atmosphere was, it was destroyed by the oppression brought about by the cruelty of the rulers, and there were very few people walking on the road.

Occasionally, those who had to go out due to their livelihoods kept their heads buried and hurried away, as if they were afraid that they would be caught and sacrificed if they walked too slowly.

When Hyacinthus and Akka were brought into the scene room, the play had already started. Some actors were hurriedly changing the costumes and masks for the next scene in the scene room. No one noticed their coming.

The informant led Hyacinthus to change into costumes in a corner, and lowered his voice: "Although it is said that you are acting as a replacement for a certain actor, since the time when you decided to do it is when the sphinx is asking riddles, then Before that, we must let the real actors perform on stage, so as not to show off. You can stand here in the scene room and look at the off-stage first, find the position of Dicia, and I will talk to the actors about the changes to the script."

Yacintos snorted, lifted his mask slightly, and looked in the direction of the stands.

There is no need to look for Dicia's position. This "old acquaintance" whom I haven't seen for a long time is stimulated by the almost defeat in the hands of Oss. He also puts a blue eggshell on himself, with a bronze mask on his face Scarier than ghosts.

The impact of failure and divine power erosion on him is obviously huge. He looks more irritable than before, holding a leather whip in his gauntleted hand, and no one dares to sit in the surrounding seats, only a woman with a veil sits. Beside him, several other people dressed as servants prostrated themselves on the ground and groaned in pain.

Yacintos backhanded—no, now he hooked Aka's hand with his backhand paw: "Can you read mouth shapes? Dicia is sitting a little far away, so I can't see clearly."

"..." Aka gave him a silent look, and read in a flat tone, "'How dare you, how dare you look at me like this? Do you think that I have failed, that I am a failure? Disgraceful loser, no one is grateful to me even though I have prepared such a grand drama for everyone.'”

What nonsense he was talking about, Aka showed a bit of disgust, obviously too lazy to repeat these things, after a pause, he made a precise summary with a deadpan expression: "He is showing the people around him that he is invulnerable to guns and guns, saying that he is being killed by the gods. Blessed ones, after sacrificing boys and girls, they will make a comeback, retake Athens, and sweep Greece."

"Okay, don't watch," the informant hurriedly greeted, "it's time for the Sphinx to play! I've already discussed the changes with everyone. Later, the one in the costume of the old man will be mixed with other actors playing the old man. Here, there is no need to speak."

Yacintos and Aka were pushed onto the stage by the informant, and after stepping onto the stage, Yacintos stretched his muscles.

A sphinx that doesn't want to kill is not a good sphinx, a good sphinx Hyacinthus looked around the stage, and did not wait for the Oedipus actor to come on stage as the audience expected. Asked, but dragged his heavy body to the edge of the stage: "Who can solve my puzzle, who is qualified to be the king of the city-state? What kind of animal walks on four legs in the morning, on two legs at noon, and on two legs at night?" Three?"

"?" There was a small commotion among the audience.

After all, drama has always been divided into two worlds on stage and off stage. There has never been an actor on stage who suddenly broke through the wall and interacted with the audience.

They want to question, but the writers of the scripts are all veteran tragedy masters, which makes them not very confident in questioning, thinking what kind of new technique is this?What effect do you want to achieve?

The audience focused on the performance of the drama, but Dicia paid attention to the words of Hyacinthus.

"Who is qualified to be the king of a city-state?" This question hit Dicia's sensitive nerves, and his tyrannical eyes shifted from the dying servant to the sphinx in funny costumes on the stage.

What's this?Um?provocative?Or were those old cowards deliberately planning to flatter him?

The old actors endured their fear and sang in unison: "Who will be the hero of Thebes! Who is qualified to be the king of the city-state! Travelers, please don't be stingy with your answers!"

The woman next to Dicia snorted softly: "Go. A real king can't do it, and it's not enough to have fun in the play—hmm!"

Disia withdrew her hand with a cloudy expression: "Don't provoke me. I know you don't like my marriage, but you are my wife, and I won't give you any chance to escape from my side."

He looked at the sphinx on the stage, and if he didn't look at his wife who was vomiting blood on the ground, what he said was very affectionate at first glance: "If you want me to go, I will go. But I absolutely Not just the king in the drama, sooner or later I will take Athens back, just wait and see!"

It is impossible to wait. The Sphinx on the stage wore a beautiful mask, as if frightened by Dicia, and sang in a low voice: "Who can solve my puzzle, who is qualified to be The king of the city-state? What animal walks on four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three at night?"

Who would be afraid of a sphinx in a bulky costume with a long cloth butt trailing behind it?

Anyway, Dicia was not afraid. He slowly approached the sphinx on the stage, staring at the other's beautiful mask: "The answer is: I am a human being."

He answered quite carefully, following the sentence pattern of the question, but unfortunately the Sphinx in front of him did not follow the plot in the myth.

The moment Dicia approached, a tall figure rushed towards the old man and knocked him to the ground. Before Dicia was proud of his divine power barrier, the next second, a cold knife pierced his body. Dig deep into his neck.

The actors on the stage were still frightened by the bloody scene and ran off the stage screaming. Dicia raised his head with difficulty and saw the Sphinx take off the beautiful mask, revealing the familiar face belonging to Hyacinthus. With a familiar irritating smile: "Tsk tsk, unfortunately, you got the wrong answer. You are not human for starting a war for ambition and taking so many lives."

Hyacinthus moved clumsily, and the cloth butt accidentally knocked off the surrounding scenery, but it didn't delay him stretching out his claws with great interest to pick off Dicia's mask: "According to the rules, the Sphinx has to Take your life."

The paw pads made of cloth were too clumsy, and Hyacinthus Lion shook his paw in disgust after a few strokes. Aka silently glanced at the side, and reached out to take off the mask for him.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Yacintos was surprised by the appearance of Dicia under the mask.

Before saying that Dicia was "not human", it was just a run on, but looking at the transparent blue head made of water in front of him, Jacintos couldn't tell whether the other party really couldn't be considered human.

Disia himself couldn't answer this question. His neck was also eroded by the blue color. At this time, he was pierced by a short sword made of divine power wood. loose.

Immediately afterwards, his transparent head seemed to have broken through the ice layer on the surface, and the water rushed out, melting until only a pool of transparent water stains remained, and many parts under his clothes gradually shrank, only Fragmented limbs remain.

The wooden sword lost the support of flesh and blood, and fell into the water stains on the ground with a clatter.

"..." This scene was honestly not as bloody as the battlefield, but the weird feeling made Jacintos feel his stomach churn.

He took a deep breath and looked away: "Send the signal, tell Nico, Dicia has-"

"boom!"

The ground of the old acropolis was shaken by a strong impact, and Hyacinthus, wearing bulky clothes, almost lost his footing.

He tore off the costume that was in the way, and saw that in the center of the stand, he was directly hit by the two gods who fell during the fight and sank into a deep pit, Poseidon jumped out of the pit angrily: "My family! "

Athena vigorously raised her spear and whipped Poseidon away with a whip: "Why don't you shout more openly? 'My ambition'!"

Athena's imitation made Poseidon's blue eyes bloodshot, but he didn't know how deeply he was obsessed with Hyacinthus. After the sea god got up, he didn't fight back immediately, but An enraged pit bull charged straight at Hyacinthus: "I'm going to take out your eyes and dig out your heart—ah!!"

A bronze spear fell from the sky without warning, pierced through Poseidon's shoulder, and pinned him in place.

Without waiting for anyone or gods present to react, a figure wearing armor and feathers in the helmet jumped down, pressed Poseidon to the ground, waved Kong Wu's powerful fists, and hammered Poseidon like a sandbag. : "Poseidon... right? Poseidon... right! You are amazing, allowing your son to force my daughter? Huh? Don't take me seriously, right?"

"I@#￥" Poseidon's body was about to be hammered into the ground, and a human-shaped pit was sunk on the brick floor, "Ari! @#@!"

He wanted to shout "Ares, why are you here to join in the fun", but the rest of the words were hammered into the ground again.

Ares said angrily, "And you dare to bully Yashin!! Make him feel unhappy!"

Poseidon: "??"

Athena: "???"

No, this...in the story of polyamorous love, there is also the matter of you Ares?

Hyacinthus: "..."

The wind commentary was killed again...