spartan ancestor

Apollo didn't necessarily expect Hyacinthus to "push" the boar to improve, but this kind of imagination made him happy physically and mentally, and he forgot his own situation for a while.

——Until A-Ka threw him into the cubicle again.

Hyacinthus lay lazily on his side on the bed, propped his head on his right hand, looked at the scratched door panel, and looked pitifully: "What do you think is in this beautiful head?"

He withdrew his gaze, and was about to urge A-Ka to deliver the medicine as soon as possible, when he saw that the brows of the other party who had not relaxed for a long time were furrowed together inseparably.

"Night?" A-Ka repeated, "Your eyes have not recovered yet, can you participate in the trial?"

Yacintos joked: "Are you worried that I will lose?"

"..." Aka stared from top to bottom. I don't know if it's because of this, but his gaze seemed to have substantial weight, with a bit of sternness, so that Jacintos almost jumped up reflexively and stood at attention. , as if dreaming back to training.

He rarely targeted Jacintos with sarcasm: "I'm afraid your epitaph is too funny."

"... Cough." Yacintos used a clear cough to cover up the momentary conditioned reflex, and raised his legs presumptuously, "Don't worry, even if I am blind, I won't be crushed to death by pigs. Rather than worrying about me, why don't you worry about me?" You might as well worry about that boar."

He realized that he seemed to have overcorrected, and silently lowered his shivering legs under Aka's complicated gaze: "Hurry up and deliver the medicine, I'll watch Apollo here, and sleep after you come back."

A-Ka seemed hesitant to speak, but after frowning heavily, he turned around and left, striding out the door.

The golden retriever in the door made a pitiful voice begging for attention: "Is he gone? Can I come out? It's really dark in here."

Jacintos simply got up, moved a bench and sat down by the door, so as not to fall asleep on the bed: "No."

Apollo: "Don't be like this, you should understand how I feel afraid of the dark."

Hyacinthus shrugged: "I don't understand, I just don't like the dark." He yawned and decided to drive away sleepiness with a conversation, "I stayed in this cubicle for half a year before I was seven years old. This is Every Spartan boy must undergo training to cultivate his independent and strong personality that is not afraid of the dark."

Apollo originally wanted to refute that Yacintos would ask Aka to light the brazier first before entering the house, but he immediately recalled the first time on the way back to the courtyard, the olive grove was almost invisible, only dead branches and vines spread However, Hyacinthus still took advantage of the night to walk smoothly.

Jacintos leaned against the door, and heard the golden retriever inside grunt a few times, with a hint of unwillingness, followed by the rustling of the quilt, and not long after, a soft snoring came rhythmically.

"..." He couldn't laugh or cry, how heartless is this golden retriever?

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Hyacinthus was able to fall asleep when a faint glow spewed out from the top of Mount Parnon.

When A-Ka extinguished the brazier, he was having an annoying dream. In the dream, he was running in the dark without thinking, like a boar was chasing after him.

"...It's as if I haven't slept. Do you know how tired I am now?" Yacintos lay on the bed and complained, clutching the quilt with both hands, and lazily sent Aka who came to deliver lunch, "So I'm going to Go on sleeping—don’t stare at me, it’s because of you, yesterday you said I might not be able to beat a boar?”

Aka reminded indifferently: "I never mentioned 'boar' from the beginning to the end."

Hyacinthus: "You hinted."

Aka: "..."

Yacintos further opened up the old score: "Last night you mocked me 'the epitaph is too funny', you have never talked to me like this before, it was too painful, and the impression was very deep, so I dreamed of it last night to a race against a boar."

A-Ka's lips moved a little, as if he was enduring, and finally turned to leave with a dark face.

Yacintos yawned and applauded casually to celebrate the victory, then turned over and continued to sleep on his cage.

In a daze, he seemed to have slept for a long time, and he woke up briefly a few times in the middle, but before he opened his eyes, he rolled over indulgently and continued to sleep.

Until he was gently pushed awake by someone pressing his shoulder.

Aka immediately straightened up the moment he opened his eyes, took a step back, and said calmly before Yacintos covered his head with a quilt: "His Majesty Una is coming."

"Who..." Yacintos rolled on the bed before realizing, "Who?!"

He hurriedly jumped out of bed straight, somewhat uneasy in his heart, after all Zangzhu only faced outsiders, His Majesty Una has always been strict with him: "Father."

His Majesty Una was standing at the door, picking up his cloak pickily so as not to sweep the threshold that had been cleaned by Apollo, but turned dirty. He raised his head when he heard the voice: "Jacinthus."

After he paused, he couldn't hear the emotion and said: "I saw that you were still lying on the bed during the day."

Hyacinthus: "...I can explain."

As long as you wait, I can make up a hundred and eighty reasons for you.

But before he could rack his brains, His Majesty Una had already stepped into the room and sat down by the bed, his expression even a little relieved: "Very good. Keep this state, tomorrow will be a trial, you remember one sentence, competition is the most important thing See..."

He might want to say participation, but in the middle of speaking, His Majesty Una swallowed the second half, and changed the word after deliberation: "The most important thing is to enjoy..."

"Pleasant" doesn't work either.

"..." His Majesty Una fell silent for a while, as if he was thinking about the correct words, and finally gave up, and said bluntly: "Remember that your opponent is a boar and a future Spartan warrior, neither of which is worthy of your encouragement .”

Hyacinthus: "..."

Father, why do you also think that I will not let go of boars?

The tension just now dissipated completely, and he rolled his eyes and sat back on the bed: "Why should I whip a pig? And in the trial field, there are at least five hundred people, so which one should I whip?"

His Majesty Una remained motionless: "That's what you said."

Before Hyacinthus' eyes widened in disbelief, he put the specially brought things on the bed, "I don't know if you have heard what happened in the Temple of Apollo last night."

"I found these medicinal herb formulas on the table this morning. After some inquiries, Xan and the Senate also received them. This formula is exactly the same as the formula given by the priest of the Temple of Apollo last night. According to the priest, it is Apollo's benevolence. Generous, specially asked to share with everyone."

A certain golden retriever that was wiping the floor instantly pricked up its ears.

His Majesty Una didn't mean to praise the gods, and said concisely: "I copied a copy for you, if you need to make it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave, but Jacintos remembered that he had heard the priests talk about Cleo in the temple: "By the way, is Cleo okay? His Majesty Xan is okay. ?"

His Majesty Una: "Fuck me?"

Hyacinthus: "..."

He tried again: "Father, do you know what Lajiachang means?"

His Majesty Una: "Do you know what 'you talk a lot' means?"

Hyacinthus: "..."

Okay, no homework, bye.

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Before the trial, Jacintos basically spent the time lying on the bed.So much so that when he got up from the bed that afternoon, his limbs were a little sluggish, and he almost fell on Aka who came forward to change his clothes.

Yacintos looked at Aka, who was retreating at the speed of light, speechlessly: "If I didn't hold the head of the bed, would you really let me fall?"

A-Ka didn't know whether he had completed some evolution, or he was really in a bad mood, so he asked coldly, "Which epitaph is better, being crushed to death by a pig or thrown to death by the bedside?"

Hyacinthus: "..."

He closed his eyes and felt for a while: "It's much better. It's not astringent or painful. At most, I can't see clearly in the distance. Don't worry, I really won't be crushed to death by pigs."

The golden retriever raised its ears beside it.

Hyacinthus black line: "—nor whip a pig."

The trial requires early admission. Yacintos did not bring a large group of slaves to hug him like other noble children, but only slipped on the golden retriever and the golden retriever caretaker Aka. The hills at the edge of the field.

Looking down, even though the trial officially started in the evening, most of the contestants have already entered the arena and are preparing for it.

In competitions like this, many players will choose to go shirtless, and those who are more particular and wealthy will even let slaves smear essential oils on them. Sticking to the sand can increase some friction.

More people have already been prepared and are gathering together in groups, whispering in low voices while turning their eyes to other groups of people.

Yacintos glanced at these distinct groups from a distance, and sneered: "What about equality..."

His gaze flicked over the well-equipped players to the edge of the field.

The poor are always more.

But even the poor are divided into two camps.

They were all dressed in dusty clothes, but each occupied the left and right halves of the field, arranging crude weapons and equipment without paying attention to each other.

"Is there a contradiction?" Apollo muttered, "They are all on the same level of poverty, so why don't they exclude each other?"

"Contradictions? Believe it." Jacintos nodded the field with his chin, "The group of well-equipped people are all descendants of Spartan nobles, and those who are slightly worse are also descendants of minor nobles. As for this group of gray Why are people who are equally equal divided into two groups..."

"This group is Spartan civilians, and their parents are all Spartans."

"At least one of the parents in that group is a frontier, or Heloth, this kind of 'hybrid' is also called Motax."

He shrugged: "It's easy to tell. The lesser group will always be of mixed blood. After all, with their bloodlines, there are very few people who are qualified to participate in the trial. They are basically the illegitimate children of nobles. The family is willing to pay for his training. , so that they can participate in training as companions of a certain Spartan boy and win the trial opportunity."

"There will be sacrifices later, and you can even see how the family treats him through the sacrifices they offer."

The group of noble children nodded to each other, as if they had reached a consensus, and then one of the contestants, who seemed the most confident and proud, walked towards the altar in the center of the venue surrounded by his companions. products, and they left all kinds of food on the altar, from meat to vegetables and fruits.

Yacintos looked at the sacrifices piled high on the altar, grabbed Aka who was about to retreat subconsciously, and whispered: "Remember to remind me, come again at night."