spartan ancestor

Hyacinthus: "..."

You were not like this in the proving ground just now, the way you looked at me was almost unfilial, why are you helping the evildoers now, are you so fast?

"Okay," he said a little funny, but still gave the two of them a little face, "I'll go and tell you a few words, you sit here and wait, and have some supper."

Yacintos stood up, skillfully caught Aka who had not had time to retreat, and turned into the empty backyard at this time: "I was planning to go with you... Thank you for running alone. Just in case One, I will use my divine power to help you hide your body. The trial ground should be closed at this moment, and the priests of the temple will take away the sacrifices after sunrise. You go to the altar to pick some fruits and bring them back to plant them. I also fell in love with a pig, which is hiding in a small cave next to the stone forest, and you can help me deliver it to my father's backyard."

Aka: "..."

The use of the word phase is very magical.

Also very typical of Jacintos.

Aka's eyes seemed a little speechless, he opened his lips, he seemed to have a lot to say, hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered: "Where are your eyes?"

"Is it so obvious?" Yacintos took a picture of the well water, and it turned out to be lonely, "It's actually okay, at most a little dry. When you come back, if you have time, please press it for me .”

"...No trouble." Aka's expression seemed to slow down a bit, "His Majesty Una's guards will feed pigs? Isn't it strange that there is a pig in the yard suddenly?"

Yacintos waved his hand indifferently: "What's strange? This is not the first time. Don't worry about the guards, my father never let outsiders into his room or backyard, and he raised those cuties himself. It’s easy to feed a pig.”

He suddenly thought about it.

According to this, his father is quite busy.I have to deal with official business during the day, and I have to face a large group of animals waiting to be fed when I go home at night...

The reason why the more animals you give, the less your father will come, is it because you don't have time to raise animals?

"..." A-Ka left with complicated eyes, wondering if he was complaining about their wonderful royal father and son in his heart.

Hyacinthus thought, "For so many years, I must have been mistaken by my cleverness", and turned back to the house.

Aizhi and Norm had already eaten, and there was no time to raise their heads to say hello to Jacintos, so Jacintos had to knock on the corner of the table: "My friends, it seems that you didn't stay here just to eat up my supper." of."

Noam's ears turned red, and he put down the bowls and chopsticks in embarrassment, while Ai Zhi sipped a few mouthfuls of meat: "It's hard to believe, I thought my family's financial conditions were good, and the chef and ingredients should be the best. Here with you In comparison, it's just heaven and earth."

Ai Zhi's praise hit a certain point in Hyacinthus, and he was willing to waste a moment of time on this matter, a little proud: "Of course. The chef is my mother's former maid, she learned from my mother A craft learned there."

Ai Zhi was surprised: "From the queen?"

In Sparta, all farm work and housework were taken care of by Helotes, even in civilian homes, as long as there were Helots.It was hard for Aizhi to imagine that Hyacinthus' mother, who was a queen, would cook herself, and her cooking skills were superb.

Hyacinthus smiled faintly: "She has a very picky golden tongue. She can't eat food made by other people. When she was still alive, even her elder brother was often invited by her. After returning from the military camp at night, the whole family gathers for supper."

Only later, the person who was the bond was gone, and this small family gathering broke up.

Hyacinthus paused, and changed the topic: "You may not believe it, when I was a child, I was so fat that I had two chins, and it was all the fat raised by her."

He tapped the desktop, and shut Ai Zhi's interested question back into his mouth: "But we're not here to talk about my past. Norm?"

"Your Highness." The redness on Noam's face hadn't faded away, and he tried to cover up by pushing the bowl and spoon with the remaining soup away, and sat upright.

He organized his language and said slowly: "According to the law, the Spartans are forbidden to engage in business and handicrafts."

"I have seen many people of the same age. Their parents are Spartans, but their land was taken away by the nobles very early, and they cannot engage in business. They cannot buy weapons without financial resources, and they cannot pass through the Trial."

"Failure in the trial means losing their rights as citizens of Sparta. They can no longer serve in politics or the army, and they will be poked at the back of the spine as 'incompetent losers'."

"With no food harvest, no civil rights, and no source of income, their life is worse than that of mixed-race frontier residents like Aizhi."

"Hey," Aizhi protested in a low voice, "Do you think we have a better life as a mixed race? We don't even have the legal right to participate in training. How many Mortex recruits can Sparta produce in a few years?"

Without waiting for Noam to speak, Aizhi said in a more emphatic tone: "After going to the battlefield, how many of them returned home alive without being killed by the commander as a death squad?"

Norm said nothing.

Aizhi paused for a long time, and finally exhaled heavily: "Ten years. Just one, just General Oss!"

General Oss can enjoy prestige in the hearts of Spartan soldiers, of course not because he is the king's illegitimate son.

But as a mixed race, he was sent to death squads by the commander many times, but he triumphed again and again. With his strong strength and brilliant record, he forcibly crushed the commander and climbed to today's position step by step.

Perhaps the great nobles were not satisfied with this situation, but in the minds of most Spartan soldiers, General Oss was like a myth. With his tyrannical strength, he surpassed what should have been set for him by his blood. The chasm was crossed.

Aizhi said in a muffled voice: "Although Sparta allows border residents to do business, my mother's family is indeed very rich through business, but because Sparta prohibits intermarriage, she has no status until now. My father did it for my Mother, insist on not marrying. You know the old rules of our city-state. A Spartan man who is over 35 years old and has not married will be dragged to the small square every year and be humiliated by women for his incompetence."

The two were silent for a moment.

The Spartan hierarchy is just too bastard, and what's more, it doesn't leave people with the slightest chance to change the status quo.

Noam murmured: "I hope to allow the Spartans who have no land to develop business."

Aizhi: "I hope Sparta allows intermarriage."

"——Then, I hope that all your wishes will come true." Yacintos's tone sounded very light, and seemed to carry a solemnity that no matter how heavy the tone was, it could not be expressed.

"..." Norm froze for a moment.

He seemed to be in a daze for a long time. In short, it seemed that a long time passed before his brain realized what Jacintos just said and what it meant.

His eyes were suddenly lit up, and the dull emotions were swept away.

Norm opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but under the agitation of emotions, he couldn't speak.

After opening and closing his mouth clumsily on the spot for a while, he stood up abruptly, and stepped in front of Jacintos with a few steps.

Hyacinth raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Noam pondered for a long time to speak, but he was so excited that he couldn't organize his words, so he had to copy Aizhi's homework: "As long as your political views remain unchanged, on behalf of all the sons of common people behind me, I offer our loyalty to you."

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

His face was full of light, and he couldn't help but want to say more words of praise: "Really..."

After he said two words, he got stuck. The training in the Spartan military camp did not pay much attention to literature education. He tried to hold back for a long time, but he couldn't express his words and stumbled: "I did the right thing by choosing to follow, Your Highness, you One in a million, the first in the history of Sparta..."

What the fuck am I talking about.Noam's face was literally covered in such a sentence.

Jacintos suppressed a smile and coughed dryly: "Are you praising me, or hurting me?"

"Boa, of course he is." Even though it was not the first time he heard that Jacintos approved of intermarriage, Aizhi's eyes couldn't help being lit up with hope and expectation, "There will never be another crown prince like you They also tolerate our speeches and even agree with them."

If it weren't for Jacintos's "is it a compliment or a loss" just now, Ai Zhi really wanted to say, "Do you know that this is as rare as a cub that only eats grass in a tiger's den".

He swallowed this troubling metaphor with difficulty, and couldn't help muttering: "But why? You don't know. When I heard my father say your speeches in the conference hall, I kept thinking, such It is normal for political opinions to be raised by people of mixed blood, Helots, and frontiers, but you are a pampered crown prince and a nobleman, why do you think that Helots and frontiers should enjoy Equal rights, think Helots, Frontiers, and Spartans should be allowed to marry?"

Hyacinthus shrugged: "Why not?—By the way, to correct you, the same thing you tell my father, as long as it is private and there is no need to make superficial efforts, he will also tell you that he agrees very much."

He smiled: "My father loved a black laborer deeply, and I once loved a slave. Although for various reasons, the results were not very good, but from the beginning to the end, we never thought that our lover should be inferior. .”

Ai Zhi slowly opened her eyes.

Regarding General Oss's mother, there is very little news from the outside world. Most people think that it is just a one-night affair of His Majesty Una.But listen to His Royal Highness Hyacinthus's words, "deep love"?

...Have I heard yet another royal secret?

Aizhi was inexplicably a little bit Alexander, but he still insisted on finishing the question: "But most of the Spartan nobles think that Helotes are not as good as pigs and dogs."

Yacintos raised his eyebrows: "It's really interesting, what kind of dogs are they who slept with pigs and dogs to have children?"

After Yacintos finished cursing, he knocked on the table slowly: "I'm sorry, I insulted the dog a bit."