spartan ancestor

Hyacinthus's creed has always been that as long as I have a thick skin, the embarrassment is someone else.

He could still look at His Majesty Una calmly. After a while, the old father rolled his eyes angrily, and pulled the light-haired pig back to his legs: "A dog can't spit out ivory. Come back with me, and I will follow you on the road Make up for what happened during this time."

His Majesty Una turned around and led the unfilial son and the unfilial adulterer down the mountain: "I saw that you have been going out with this...Aka recently. Yes, you know how to listen to people's advice."

The old father obviously didn't have a good impression of Apollo, and he was not polite when he hurt his son: "At that time, I always thought you were blind, or you were deceived by lard, and you were fascinated by that...Abo? I was fascinated. For a while, I even wondered whether you were pretending to be stupid or really stupid, it seemed that after you met love, what I taught you how to read people's hearts was all bullshit."

"..." Yacintos touched his nose knowingly, "It's all in the past, can you let it go? Look at Aka's face when he heard you say that."

Aka's complexion was indeed very bad. His Majesty Una turned his head to look, swallowed back the words of his embarrassing son, and even took the initiative to be considerate: "Do you need some time to be alone? I can go ahead."

It wasn't all you said, Yacintos was angry and funny: "It's not necessary."

With Yiaka's stuffy character, even if he is jealous, he will at most make a black face. It is impossible to expect him to vent to himself and speak out.

Yacintos was so determined, but Aka suddenly said in his ear: "Thank you."

"?" Yacintos turned his face in amazement. From the corner of his eyes, he saw His Majesty Una turned around and strode away. There was a flower in front of him, and the person was heavily pressed against the olive tree.

The uneven trunk of the olive tree clung to his back. Aka put one hand on the back of Hyacinthus' head to block the raised burl, and pinched Hyacinthus' chin with the other hand. His soft lips slightly separate.

"...Hmm." Hyacinthos' breathing was short for a moment. Even with his training, holding his breath for a long time is not a big deal, he still had an illusion of hypoxia, and his heartbeat accelerated along with his breathing.

The clothes were wrinkled and wrinkled, and Yacintos gently grabbed Aka's back collar with his hand, separated him by an inch, and said in a low voice, "Is... are you really so jealous?"

"..." A-Ka lowered his eyes and didn't speak, but the kiss came again, fierce and aggressive enough to answer Jacintos' question.

The shadows of the trees are mottled, and the sun shines through the gap and falls on the young king's raised neck, making the lines more perfect.

Someone was full of jealousy, moved his posture slightly, clasped the young king's wrist, placed the young king under his shadow, blocked every inch of sunlight, and branded a kiss of swearing sovereignty everywhere the sunlight passed.

"If it wasn't..." A-Ka's voice was vague, panting slightly, and his breathing was unsteady, as if he couldn't hold back his inner voice, but after the first few words came out, he fell silent.

"What?" Hyacinthus didn't hear clearly.

"..." Aka raised his head and covered Jacintos's mouth with his lips, and pulled away restrainedly after a while, "It's time to go, don't make His Majesty Una wait too long."

"..." Yacintos narrowed his eyes slightly, and let Aka help him straighten his collar.

Is it his illusion?I always feel that if the sentence that suddenly came out of A-Ka is not, it is not about his father.

As if there was another reason, Aka stopped restrainedly after the kiss.

The previous few kisses were mostly interrupted by someone, but thinking back carefully, there were no winking people around to interrupt that time in the underworld, including this time, but A-Ka still stopped at kissing.

Yacintos was still pondering this question until he caught up with His Majesty Una, so instead, the old father said in surprise, "You...is it over?"

His Majesty Una's eyes became cautious, he looked at his son and Aka carefully several times, and finally asked: "Who is the problem with you?"

It's unlikely that his son has a problem, after all, he gets along well with that so-called Apo.So...the one with the problem is Aka?

His Majesty Una's expression suddenly became a little clearer: "So, this is the reason? No, it is really troublesome, but the priests of our Temple of Apollo have medicines that have been passed down for hundreds of years, and they are specially supplied to the royal family. Let’s choose that Apo.”

"...cough!" Yacintos recovered from his thoughts, speechless in capital letters, "No, why do you think so? I and Apo have never done it either."

His Majesty Una: "? It's you who can't do it?"

Then he misunderstood that young man Apo.He can't bear Yashin, and every time he sees Yashin, it's like seeing a fleshy bone. This young man's love is quite pure.

Yacintos couldn't help rolling his eyes: "It doesn't matter whether it's okay or not. At that time, I was not focused on teaching him about the political situation? In order not to use his gender and my identity, in the future when we are together, he will meet with you." There is no way to protect yourself when there is a problem. How can you think about these romances?"

His Majesty Una nodded reluctantly: "Then you are also teaching Aka these...knowledge? So you don't care about romance?"

"..." Yacintos paused slightly, "I..."

strangeness.

When Hyacinthus wanted to deny it, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

A-Ka's identity was different, and he only discovered it later. Before that, he always thought that A-Ka was an ordinary person.

But he is also an ordinary person. After he fell in love with Apollo, his first reaction was to give Apollo extra lessons. He didn't even think about it, but it was the opposite when facing Aka.

He seemed impatient to get close to A-Ka, and tried every means to be dishonest.

When I was with Apollo, I always kept a distance from each other calmly, and took some boring and lengthy lessons without any ambiguity at all.

At first glance... It seems that subconsciously, he doesn't like Apollo very much. Those carefully prepared courses and those trainings that risked their lives are just a powerful excuse for him to keep a distance from the other party.

—Would that be the case?

Could he, like Amphitrite and Athena, be manipulated by fate and think that falling in love with Apollo comes from the heart?

But in a certain part of his heart, there is still a part of subconsciousness that allows him to keep a distance from Apollo as much as possible and rationally even if he is immersed in the love arranged for him by fate.

So not long after entering the underworld, he can quickly let go of his feelings for Apollo and plan how to escape.

So in this life, he forgot everything, and when he broke with Apollo, he could accept everything so quickly, and even turned around thinking about how to return to power. Seeing Apollo's tragic situation, he didn't feel sorry for him, and the only thing he had was out of polite consideration old love.

His Majesty Una frowned slightly: "What are you doing? Talking to you, young man, although I say don't take your desires too seriously, but don't be too careless, taboo your illness and avoid medicine—"

"Father." Yacintos interrupted His Majesty Una's earnest instruction, "What do you think... I look at Apo's eyes?"

He stared at His Majesty Una, hoping to find an answer from his father's answer.

His Majesty Una paused: "I haven't met him many times. At first, I only knew that there was such a person from your description. Later, when we met, you still beat up little Cleo, and I asked you to come to me privately." See you in the palace."

At that time, he was puzzled for a while looking at the two black laborers following behind his youngest son.

Because according to Jacintos's description, the black hair and blue eyes he fell in love with were blond, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the eyes of the black hair and blue eyes were more like hiding love, and the blond one looked at him tremblingly.

"Originally, I wanted to confirm it with your expression," His Majesty Una shook his head, "As a result, you can see that everyone has the same attitude, and even facing that blond Heiroshi, it is better to relax trust when facing Aka. "

This made His Majesty Una quite puzzled.

After all, according to his son's dedication, he thought that Hyacinthus should love Apollo very much, but what happened?

Neither of these two people seems to be in love with each other, who knows what it will be like to be together in the future.

So at that moment, he couldn't hold back his words, instead of watching his son suffer with another man who didn't love him very much, why not be better with that black-haired man?Anyway, looking at the black-haired eyes, he can confirm that the other party is willing to risk everything to protect his son.

"Okay," His Majesty Una said immediately, "This is all from the past, so it's useless to talk about it. Your own body, you know it in your own mind. Let's talk about the diplomatic relations between Sparta during this period."

Sparta sent troops to conquer Athens, and the whole of Greece was paying attention to the development of the war.

Oss will choose to really withdraw his troops after the victory. This move has won the favor of many neutral city-states, washed away the stereotyped image of "barbaric and rude" Sparta from major city-states, and made many neutral city-states think that Sparta is a Allies who are trustworthy, reliable, and of high moral character will automatically hand over olive branches for alliances.

"But Argos still hasn't moved at all." His Majesty Una pouted.

Hyacinthus restrained his emotions and shrugged: "Our evil neighbor is a hard rock. If it is really easy to handle, we won't be hostile to each other for a hundred years."

It's a pity, but it's to be expected.

It is a pity that since Argos has no intention of showing good intentions at all, it will be infinitely delayed to ask Argos for a doctor to treat the injuries of old Tiedale and other veterans.

His Majesty Una shook his head: "Little Tiedale is working hard every day, wishing he could go to Argos immediately. But the peace covenant has just been signed, and it is impossible for the old Tiedale to allow his grandson to learn from Dicia."

"But it's not like there's no chance."

"?" Yacintos turned his head to look at his father.

His Majesty Una raised his long legs, and knocked away the light-haired pigs that were still sticking to his legs in the summer: "Those old nobles in Athens are not all wiped out. Most of the three caves of the cunning rabbit brought their families with them." If they escape, which city-state are they most likely to seek refuge in?"

Argos.

This evil neighbor happens to be stuck between Sparta and Athens, and he takes pleasure in seeing Sparta unhappy, so these nobles will definitely welcome these nobles to take refuge with them.

"I can't tell whether I want them to make trouble or not." His Majesty Una yelled at a huge pig's head that was leaning over and acting coquettishly. Don’t stretch out your dog paws to reach the fleshy bones in front of you. If the Argives have half a vision, I hope they will wait patiently until the threat of Rome is eliminated before doing anything.”

"Also, there is one more thing." His Majesty Una looked at Jacintos, "The Olympic Games will be held again soon. Ostland came to tell me that when you went to the Olympic Temple with him last time, Have you talked about wanting to participate this year?"

"?" Yacintos froze for a moment.

Olympic?

Even though he was emotional once when he went to Neliu's workshop, he still sighed a little when he heard His Majesty Una's reminder: It has been four years since he left Sparta with his brother to participate in the Olympic Games?

From the first prophetic dream, he seems to have been running here and there, and he hasn't stopped until now. It's been four years in the blink of an eye.

It’s quite emotional to say it, he used to be so keen on competitions, but in the past four years, he has had only a handful of experience in competing with anyone, and hearing his father mention the Olympic Games, he didn’t feel too much trouble in his heart.

"Maybe it's old," Jacintos sighed in front of his old father, "some things are just bearish."

When his brother asked him four years ago, he didn't really want to participate in the competition.There were too many long and short distance events in the Olympic competition, which really touched his psychological shadow at that time.

No one dreams of running in the dark repeatedly every night and wants to keep running during the day.

His Majesty Una's expression seemed to want to throw a pig on his son's face: "...Will you go? I remember that you were very interested in participating in the Olympics when you were a child. But there is an age limit for this sport, and there will definitely not be any set at that time Three- and four-year-old competition groups."

The appearance of the meeting hall becomes clear as the distance draws closer.

Jacintos suddenly had a flash of inspiration: Wait, doesn't participating in the competition mean that there will be a few more months to justify the need for official corrections?

The unfilial son immediately nodded reservedly: "You can participate. But besides me, Sparta will also send other athletes, right? Like Alan?"

How could the old father guess how unfilial his son was, and patiently explained: "There are other athletes, but Alan will not participate. Although his injury has healed, there is no hope of participating in the Olympics. Fighting depends on skill and experience. Can the boring long-distance running of the big race be relied on?"

And, to be honest, participating in the competition is meaningless to Alan now.

Alan has a smooth personality, but he is not someone who likes to show off.Before I wanted to participate in the Olympic competition, I just wanted to fight for a way out for Helotes and the mixed races.

His Majesty Una paused: "You have traveled many times, and I have nothing to tell you. In short, remember, the Olympic Games is a competition that promotes friendship and peace, not a competition of enmity. Friendship comes first, victory comes second. .”

Jacintos laughed, and didn't bother to explain to his father that he was quite different from before, so he waved his hand lazily: "Got it."

Looking at His Majesty Una's expression, it seemed that he didn't believe his son's perfunctory response, and wanted to say a few more words, when a light beige butterfly floated in the wind and stopped tremblingly on Yacintos' shoulder.

"?" Hyacinthus squinted at the little thing, and found that it looked like it was made of folded letter paper. He took it apart and took a look:

[Dear and kind and tolerant Yashin:

After returning to Olympus, I was reminded by Aphrodite that the gift of thanks for saving my daughter Archipe has not yet been sent. I am very sorry for forgetting Archipe’s promise to you. I have sent The maid in the temple will send you a thank you gift, please go to the border to collect it.

Enter Ares and Aphrodite]

Hyacinthus: "..."

What kind of tone is this credit, it seems that the oppressed debtor is carefully currying favor with the debt collector.

And why go to the border to pick it up, it's so troublesome.Yacintos tapped Aka's chest muscle with his backhand: "Where's your eagle? Let it bring a letter to the maid. Is there any thank you gift that can't be delivered directly?"

"..." Aka glanced at Jacintos, and took out the eagle whistle from his bosom to attract goshawks.

His Majesty Una didn't mean to spy on his son's correspondence, but raised his eyebrows at Aka in surprise: "You can tame eagles? I don't know."

"Well, yes." Yacintos perfunctory old father.

You don't know much.Like he's not human yet.

Hyacinthus bowed his head to write the letter, complaining unfilially at the same time, rolled up the letter and tied it to the goshawk's leg.

The goshawk flapped its wings and flew away, then flew back with flapping wings, stretched its legs, and brought the letter to Hyacinthus.

Hyacinthus opened the letter, and the maid's handwriting was slender and trembling, making the trembling image of the respondent vividly appear on the paper:

【Before I came, His Royal Highness Aphrodite specifically told me not to enter the border of Sparta. If I entered, I might not be able to get out. Can you go out of the border to receive it?Our thanks are very sincere. All the bronze statues and valuable temples of His Highness Ares are enshrined here, and there is nothing private about them. 】

His Majesty Una saw his son's silence on the letter paper for a long time, thinking that he had encountered some provocative trouble, he leaned over and took a look: "..."

what.

He thought that his son was dealing with the gods, he was carefully weighing the balance, and he was struggling.In the end, his son actually went to be a gangster and a robber? ?

Why is there still a god paying protection fees?

Jacintos raised his head slowly: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

His Majesty Una obviously didn't believe a word. He frowned and stopped for a while, but still didn't ask in detail. He only focused on the key concerns and emphasized again: "Friendship comes first, competition comes second."

Hyacinthus: "..."

I'm really not the young and vigorous me I used to be, believe me!

·

Since His Majesty Una already knew about the thank you gift, Yacintos simply laid the salted fish on his body and threw it to his father to deal with, while he returned to the meeting hall and had the courage to take on his own responsibilities.

The thing about official business is that even if it is handled skillfully and with ease, sitting in a chair for a long time is still annoying.

Fortunately, after several years of construction, Sparta's affairs are finally less than when it was first rebuilt, and the nobles who can argue have also learned to shut up and accept their fate.

When he returned to the courtyard from the conference hall, it was almost evening, Yacintos yawned and refused his brother to follow him, and when he returned to the courtyard, he threw himself on the long-lost bed to lay his dead body.

After losing the godhead, the familiar and human fatigue surged up, but the whole day of correcting official documents made the brain falsely active, thinking about all kinds of things during the day indiscriminately.

From Aka's kiss, to doubts about whether he really likes Apollo, to the entanglement about whether to talk to Aka.

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, and after a while, A-Ka walked to the bedside to drive him away: "Get up. Take a bath."

"No." Yacintos was lazily paralyzed, Ren Aka turned him over like a salted fish, squinting from the corner of his eyes, "You help me?"

"..." Aka threw the handkerchief onto Jacintos' face without saying a word.

"Tsk." Jacintos clicked his lips, pulled off the towel and sat up, Aka had already turned and walked out of the house, "It's not the first time, I didn't ask for it before..."

He murmured and complained for a while, then walked into the bathroom and tore off his clothes casually, soaking in the prepared hot tub.

Maybe it was because the water temperature was just right, or maybe it was because the human body really gets tired easily, so he fell into a drowsy sleep after soaking in the hot bath for a while.

When the dream unfolded in front of his eyes, he had an ominous premonition, mainly because every time it had something to do with the dream, nothing good would happen.

But it's all here, and it's a disadvantage if you don't get some information. What if you dream about your past with Aka?One has to have hope.

With such self-persuasion in mind, Jacintos settled down to observe the street he was on, and unexpectedly saw the tavern belonging to Old Earl on the corner of the street.

— This is Ellis.

Jacintos only had time to make such a judgment when the scene in front of him suddenly flashed.

When his vision regained clarity again, he was already standing in a magnificent and resplendent hall, with countless gods sitting in the banquet room, including the Apollo siblings, Aphrodite, and Ares whom he was familiar with...

His eyes briefly swept away from these gods, and then fell on himself.

In his hand was an amphora made of pure gold. Complicated patterns were carved on the body of the bottle, adorned with several dazzling jewels. The fragrance of wine diffused from the opened spout.

Hyacinthus: "..."

Mount Olympus, the feast of the gods, the pouring of wine.

Hyacinthus didn't have to look back to guess who he was replacing this time.

Ganymedes, a mythical prince born in Troy.

Because of his good looks, Zeus became the only exception in his life who only loved beautiful women and not handsome men. He even loved him so much that he took him to Mount Olympus himself, and let his own daughter Hebe, the goddess of youth, make way for him, and became a feast for the gods. The bartender in charge of pouring wine.

When people talk about this mythical story, they often talk about the specialness of Ganymede.

After all, Zeus has also pursued countless women, but none of them made him make an exception to withstand Hera's anger, take people to Mount Olympus, and even grandiosely let Hera and his daughter make way for her.

Even though Ganymedes became Aquarius in the sky because of Hera's jealousy in the end, the treatment is considered unique!

"..." Yacintos opened his eyes with a dark face, and wiped the water mist from the hot bath on his face.

Unique ass.

He was just about to tap something casually to vent his depression, when two pairs of eyes caught in the narrow window of the bathroom.

Oss: "Akka said you were taking a bath? Let me tell you the latest news. The Persian emperor sent letters to the Greek city-states, saying that he had heard that the Olympus Games were a symbol of peace and friendship. , is of great significance to Greece, and he also hopes to express his willingness to repair with Greece, and then wants to send several outstanding Persian players to participate in the competition."

It's enough, provocative enough for fear that some people don't know.

His Majesty Una: "I may have made a slip of the tongue during the day, you remember the game first, friendship second."

"..." Jacintos slowly put down the water ladle he picked up.

If you are sleepy, you can send a pillow, yes, I hope these Persian players are strong enough mentally.