spartan ancestor

When the conflict developed to this point, those noble children who still wanted to form cliques also stopped not far away hesitantly.

The collision between Das and others and Yacinthos is like the friction between the Senate and the royal power. People with a little foresight will choose to be wise and protect themselves.They didn't want to have a name in it, and after weighing it for a while, they dispersed in groups of twos and threes as if nothing had happened.

Hyacinthus stood in the center of the contradiction, taking everything around him into his eyes.

The contestants present were like three distinct torrents, separated into three camps by invisible factors.

There is one group of noble children, one group of commoner children, and the other group is a relatively small number of mixed-race children.

At this time, the former dispersed, and the latter two rushed over, each embracing Noam and Aizhi, some expressing concern, and some eagerly asking what to do next without weapons.

Aizhi seemed to be more at ease, but Noam looked very heavy.

His brows were tightly knit together, and he spoke a few words of consolation, and Aizhi and Aizhi pushed aside the crowd surrounding them, and squeezed to Jacintos' side.

They said almost at the same time: "Thank you."

Yacintos waved his hand: "What are you going to do about the weapon—forget it, don't tell me."

He turned his head and whispered to A-Ka before turning around and saying, "A-Ka will bring you two new weapons later. Don't refuse me. I'm in a very bad mood right now, and I can't stand the fuel you add to the flames." .”

"..." Noam's words of refusal were immediately blocked in his throat.

Ai Zhi accepted it very well: "Thank you, Your Highness. You may not know that when I was young, I heard about you from my father."

"He said that you made some appalling remarks in the meeting hall, and you were scolded and severely punished by the elders. Later, I heard that you no longer entered the meeting hall, and there have been many romantic affairs in recent years..."

Aizhi glanced at A-Ka and Apollo with profound eyes.

Hyacinthus: "...I remember just saying not to add fuel to the fire."

"—but I would like the fire to burn more vigorously, Your Highness."

Ai Zhi suddenly restrained the ease on his face, and the tone of the chat suddenly changed, from casual to solemn.

He asked in a deep voice, "I just want to know, now that you choose to participate in the trial, are you planning to return to the meeting hall? Are you still persisting in those appalling remarks back then?"

The change in his tone and the question he asked were all without warning, so that they seemed a little abrupt, even aggressive and abrupt.

"..." Jacintos froze for a moment unexpectedly,

Over the years, he kept his distance from political affairs, and his enemies gave him advice when they met. After more than ten years, he still has fresh memories of the questions he raised when he was a child.

That was the first time he was brought into the meeting hall by his father.

He only reached his father's waist, and he was full of longing for this tall and spacious hall, as if he could see the characteristics of a Spartan from any corner.

The simple facilities here are straightforward and decisive, and the hard columns are cold and unshakable.

The torches hanging on the wall dance, as if to symbolize the glory of Sparta, which will burn forever and stand high on the Peloponnese.

The adult Spartan men who participated in the discussion kept throwing up one topic after another, discussing how to maintain the glory of Sparta.All this made the young him dazzled with excitement, he was like a small clumsy fat puppet, he almost forgot to breathe and his heart beat, he just stood behind his father, trying to listen and understand.

He even thought that in the distant future, one day, he would sit on the king's chair instead of his father.

He swore to himself in his heart that when that day came, the people sitting in front of him would definitely use a more excited tone to discuss Sparta, which was more powerful than it is today.

He may have thought about it for too long, too far away, and perhaps a little unrealistic.

So when the senator ended his political discussion with "Helotus is always a malignant tumor on Sparta, it must be strictly controlled and weakened", and his father asked him what he had gained from today's hearing, he almost couldn't wait to tell himself Those immature and naive ideas poured out like an upside-down bamboo tube:

"...Since we have to spend a lot of effort every year to fight against the Helots—that is, the Hilos, why not use another method to resolve the problem?"

"Adopt them as our true citizens of Sparta. When they have the same rights as us, why is there any need to start a war to express protest?"

"I know that there are many mixed races in the army, and their parents come from different ethnic groups. If the ban on intermarriage between different ethnic groups is lifted, every Hilo person will soon be more or less related to us, so they still have Why would you raise your arms against your own family?"

He didn't know why the silence in the meeting hall was because of it, he just felt that being able to be noticed by everyone in such a place encouraged him.

The blood continued to surge, so that he was even a little dizzy from lack of oxygen, and he just finished his words:

"You guys also said that the reason that hinders Sparta's further outward development is that there are black laborers who may cause trouble at any time. Then if black laborers can become a member of Sparta and eliminate their worries, who else Can it stop us?"

"So why continue with the stupid idea of ​​declaring war on the Hilos every year and assassinating the Hilos?"

Hyacinthus pulled away from the memory, sighing almost involuntarily.

It turned out that it was a really stupid idea to say those remarks out loud in the chamber.

He raised his eyes, and Ai Zhi was still looking at him with burning eyes, with uncontrollable expectation and unconcealed tension in his eyes.

Jacintos smiled: "Of course."

Originally such a short answer was enough, but he still repeated Aizhi's questions one by one, as if making a promise or performing some kind of solemn ceremony: "I am going to return to the chamber. speech."

"House——" Noam, who was wandering outside the conversation, had already taken the ax sent by Aka, and was about to thank Jacintos and leave. When he looked into Jacintos' eyes, he lost the words that came to his mouth .

Their crown prince has exceptionally beautiful blue eyes. Even though the rumors in recent years are not good, some girls still sing hymns. His eyes are like a sea of ​​Aegean.

Noam looked into Jacintos' eyes, and felt that he was falling in front of the Aegean Sea. At a glance, the waves on the sea surface reflected the sunlight, which seemed beautiful, but when he looked closely, those waves Linlin suddenly flipped over, turning into a silver blade swimming on the water.

Like a trap made of blades, like a shark hovering in shallow water with only its back exposed.

"Very good." Aizhi said, the anticipation in his eyes was like a firewood, ignited by Hyacinthus' words, and burned a flame.

He took a quick step back, and then knelt down on one knee in front of Hyacinthos under the watchful eyes of everyone: "Then, on behalf of all the Motaxes behind me, I offer you our loyalty."

"Apollo bears witness to this oath, and we are willing to use our lives and blood to forge the blade in your hand."

"...?" Das, who was still praying for victory at the altar, looked back in astonishment. After all, Aizhi's words of allegiance were short and powerful, and they were clearly heard in his ears, and they were also slapped on his face like a slap.

He hardly cared about his manners, gritted his back molars and turned around abruptly, walking quickly: "What did you say?!"

There is a father who is a senator, and he knows how difficult this group of half-breeds are.So far no Spartan has ever had them utter the words "offer allegiance."

When his father talked about this, his expression was gloomy. Obviously, he had also been defeated. He even said: "This group of mixed blood is too difficult to control. The only hope is that they at least agree that they live in Sparta. We are willing to serve the city-state of Sparta on the territory of Sparta. But this kind of knife that acts on its own will is not in our hands, how can we trust it?"

It is also for this reason that Darth chose to kill this group of half-bloods and civilians before the start of the trial. First, by suppressing their leaders, they weakened the strength of the two groups of camps. Threatened?

Unfortunately, the lucky ones did, and it wasn't him.

Das still wanted to speak, but the horn for adult fighters had already sounded at the entrance, and the referee who was in charge of supervising this trial entered the preparation area, his sharp eyes forced back Das' gaffe: "Get ready to enter."

The referee's order was short, but it was enough to wipe out all the commotion on the field.

Everyone acted immediately and moved towards the door leading to the fighting field in the back mountain.

Aizhi asked in a low voice: "Das will definitely find a way to get back in the fight. This trial is a scuffle. Dozens of boars rushed into the forest together... What is this?"

"Hmm..." Jacintos quickly took out a bunch of essential oil bottles from A-Ka's bag, and then followed the players to the door, "I need something later."

Since the Mortax players have already surrounded them, Aizhi doesn't have to worry about Darth hearing his plot, he guessed: "Is this the herb that can make boars go crazy? But won't this It's too safe, after all, boars go crazy and don't distinguish between enemies and friends."

"Of course not." Yacintos rubbed his hands, his expression was a little excited, like a child looking forward to a game, "This is a very safe training method."

Aizhi: "?? Training?...Now? Train us?"

Hyacinthus took off the bow and arrow and stuffed it into Aizhi's arms: "Train the boar."

Ai Zhi: "......??"

what to train.

I must have misheard.Ai Zhi thought.

Jacintos said: "In addition to the wild boars released in the mountains, there are other prey, such as hares, deer cubs, and snakes. I want your people to hunt more of these prey."

He paused, and then said, "If you have nuts and berries, you can pick more."

Ai Zhi's expression became dull: "What...what are you doing? Are you feeding the boars?"

He almost grabbed Hyacinthus by the shoulder and shook him to wake up Hyacinthus: "If wild boars are so easy to be bribed, there won't be so many Hilo people who are responsible for feeding them dying of pigs' mouths!"

"Don't be nervous, I'm proficient in this area. I tamed all the animals in my father's yard." Yacintos's interest remained undiminished, and he shook the essential oil bottle in his hand, "Do you think that all these years I What are you doing when you're not going to the meeting hall?"

Ai Zhi: "..."

He originally wanted to talk about training, or his father taught political affairs like a crown prince, but Hyacinthus' tone...

Ai Zhi: "...Taming, taming pigs?"

"It's really not... Wait, it seems there is? It seems that I have tamed it when I was very young. I can't remember it. It's not difficult to think about it. Considering its age, that wild boar has probably gone to Hades by now, right?" Ya Xin Tuosuo recalled it for a while, and suddenly realized it.

When his father proposed not to "whip the boars" before, he wondered where his father's worries came from. Now that he thinks about it, it may be this childhood memory that he has almost forgotten, which left a deep impression on his father...

Yacintos coughed dryly: "The animals that have been tamed in recent years have been difficult animals. There are bears, eagles, and wolves in my father's backyard."

It's no wonder that my father was so impressed. Every time he finished messing with some weird animals, he would stuff them into his father's backyard.

A filial piety with guilt just rose from the bottom of Yacintos' heart, and then thought:

——But when he stuffed the first animal into his father's backyard, he seemed to be thinking of driving his father out of his private palace, and maybe he would come to eat and talk with him.

The results of it?No.No amount of animals could drive father to his room.

Hyacinthus resolutely returned this filial piety: "Anyway, don't worry, I'm a veteran. Where do you think I got the patience to spur Cleo? It's all honed from domestication."

Ai Zhi: "..."

He is more worried now that His Majesty Una's backyard is not right...?

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