spartan ancestor

Some words have been hidden in my stomach for a long time, and it is difficult to stop once the lid is lifted.

Aizhi and Norm were in such an extremely excited state. They were unaware of what happened at the window of the small bathroom. They didn’t stop talking until Aka returned in the moonlight: “Why so fast? Are the pigs back?"

Hyacinthus has been arguing with these two bad-mouthed people for a whole night, and it's just a matter of face to keep a polite smile: "Yes. You should leave soon, right? Don't you need to go home and make preparations?"

As he spoke, he got up, walked to the bedroom door and reclined: "Anyway, I'm going to have a massage, so I won't send you away."

The thick-skinned Ai Zhi got up in time, ready to say goodbye and leave, but the eyes of the honest Noam lit up: "Massage? I've heard of it. In many stadiums in Athens, there will be specialized doctors to provide treatment and massage Some techniques are good, and massage can even alleviate the pain of athletes. My father was hit by a heavy hammer on the side of the waist in the battlefield, and his waist and spine would hurt every cloudy day. Can I learn massage techniques? When you have a chance to go home, press it for your father?"

Aizhi glanced at Norm: "Can you learn this by just looking at it?" He said with a bit of money and wealth, "Your Highness, you said that you would pay the black laborers in the courtyard according to their work, can I pay you?" For a day's wages, please this...Aka? Go to Noam's house and give his father a massage...uh."

Aizhi subconsciously silenced her voice.

In fact, there was nothing wrong with this proposal, but after hearing the sound, the Heiroshi named "Aka" raised his head slightly, and cast his cold gaze at him, with an inexplicable condescension.

Ai Zhi suddenly had the illusion that what she just said seemed absurd and ridiculous: "Well, this, if it's inconvenient, forget it."

Aka lowered his eyelids indifferently, standing silently, as if the staring just now was just Aizhi's hallucination.

"Inconvenient?" Yacintos turned his back to Aka and didn't see this little confrontation. He thought Aizhi's proposal was good, and who doesn't like things that can make more money, so he turned his face and asked, " Aka, do you want to go?"

"..." A-Ka looked at him.

Many times, Yacintos felt that there were too many expressions in A-Ka's eyes, like layers of paint being laid down layer by layer, covering up the original background color seamlessly, making it difficult for people to distinguish his emotions.

But he could see Aka's frown slightly: "—oh, I forgot, you don't like to be in contact with people. If you don't want to go, don't go."

Aka's brows relaxed, and Jacintos took it as pleasure on his own initiative: "Noma, come in and have a look. I just want to have a full-body massage."

He said, turned and walked into the bedroom.

After tossing and tossing all day, he finally had a moderate rest. Jacintos stretched his waist lazily, stretched his body, then sat down on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to unbutton his neckline.

"Don't take it off." A-Ka said suddenly.

He took a step forward and grabbed Hyacinthus' wrists, bringing them down with a gentle but irresistible force.

"Why?" Yacintos raised his chin with a bit of displeasure, protesting, "What kind of gloves do you wear every time you massage, it's enough to affect my enjoyment, now you need another layer of cloth? "

No matter, he will take it off.

Hyacinthus rolled his fingers nimbly at the neckline, and in the blink of an eye, he untied a large portion of the clothes.

Before the cloth slipped away from his shoulders, a blanket wrapped him tightly from front to back.

"..." Jacintos was speechless, and with great difficulty, he got a hand out of the blanket, pushed the blanket aside and looked down at his chest, "Is my body so invisible?"

Is it because of the welt?Hyacinthus looked at it carefully, no way, this scar has the masculinity of a man.

Norm also opened his eyes slightly and exclaimed: "Your Highness! Although I heard that you have received training in private, I didn't expect that you would also receive special training to endure pain, and... look at these scars, you have redoubled your training ?"

Noam's eyes were full of pure admiration, which satisfied Jacintos, and nodded his chin at Aka: "See? Take off this swaddle for me."

That being said, he had already moved his hands, pushed the blanket away, and lay down comfortably on the bed.

Ai Zhi moved a stool into the door, and gave one to Noam: "Didn't you start? Sit on this one. Come on, let me see, whose father doesn't have a little pain or injury?"

The black laborers brought some pickled green olives, and Ai Zhi sat down holding the bowl, eating while looking at the back of their Highness exposed outside the quilt.

To be honest, it's hard to imagine that such a body that doesn't look thick beat His Royal Highness Kleo into fear of heavy armor, but after seeing those whip marks, any Spartan might be afraid of Hyacinths. Any doubts that arise will dissipate.

No one knows better than the Spartans who have undergone special training, how hard those trained internal guards are when they swing the whips. There are even some children who are physically weak and weak in willpower, and they all die under the whip.

Even, for these reserve soldiers who have just come out of training, whether they have a fever during special training, and how many nights they have had a fever, can be regarded as an interesting thing to compare when they are idle and bored.

Ai Zhi chewed the green olives, and said vaguely: "After I received the special training, I burned it for two consecutive nights, Dian..."

He stopped talking slowly.

The fragrance of olive oil spread in the room. A-Ka wore a piece of silver-white glove made of unknown material on his hand. The smooth fabric was soaked in olive oil, and it shone brightly under the firelight.

Through the soaked cloth, his hands passed over the layers of scars, and his palms slowly pushed and pressed the slightly raised butterfly bones of His Royal Highness Hyacinthus.How about strength?It gave Ai Zhi an inexplicable feeling, as if the owner wanted to smooth out these old wounds, but was also afraid that these old wounds would split again if he was not careful, heavy and soft.

His Highness Hyacinthus yawned and half closed his eyes.

As a result, the atmosphere in the room became a little drowsy, and in the uncertain light and dark of the brazier, it seemed a bit vague and ambiguous.

But because of that layer of gloves, it seems to be separated by a layer of distance, which makes people feel a little itchy.

"..." Ai Zhi held the bowl, unable to sit still for some reason.

He touched the sweet and sour green olive with his tongue, and stretched out his hands to catch Noam, who was still studying hard. After the other party glared at him with a bit of viciousness, he gave him a "quiet" look, and dragged him out. Room.

Norm: "What are you doing? I also want to ask what that glove is made of. It doesn't look like pig or sheep intestines."

Ai Zhi rolled her eyes wildly, this elm head can really destroy the atmosphere with one sentence: "Can't you ask again next time?"

Between the beds, Hyacinthus yawned again.

Even though he had slept a lot a few days ago, every time he was pressed by Aka like this, there would always be a sense of laziness in his bones, as if his limbs were softening.

He struggled with the eyelids that he wanted to close, his voice was a little vague because of sleepiness: "Today...you didn't see it."

"When I first came out of the trial ground, Das and his group of 'best friends' were lying side by side on the straw mat, because they used the same aromatic oil, even if those 'best friends' ran away at the first time, they were still killed. The pig catches up."

He paused for a long time, and when A-Ka thought he was falling asleep, he continued: "Those people used to be my friends."

Before he entered the meeting hall and made those "shocking" remarks, Das's gang, as the sons of elders and descendants of great nobles, were of course the most suitable playmates for the crown prince.It's just that after that speech, these playmates ran as fast as they were in the proving ground today.

Jacintos couldn't bear the drowsiness that swept over him, and his voice lowered: "You don't know, I am a little happy today."

I am glad that after so many years, I finally proved that I was abandoned at the beginning, not because of me, but because I made friends carelessly.

I'm also glad that Sparta hasn't really gone bad from the root, and there are still good seedlings among those noble children.

A-Ka paused for a moment, then raised his hand slightly, as if hesitating whether to appease Hyacinthus.

Yacintos almost murmured: "It's just that the strength is not good...how come this group of good people can't even beat Darth? We must encourage..."

Aka: "..."

The hand that had just been raised was sucked firmly back to Yacinthos' back.

He was about to fall asleep and wanted to find someone to spur him on, but it seemed that he didn't need comfort.

Hyacinthus yawned for the third time tonight, falling asleep this time.

He didn't enjoy a long peaceful sleep, and an annoying dream came unexpectedly.

It was darkness again, and he was running in the darkness again. In his dream, he kept turning his head, as if someone was chasing him behind him.

Overdrawn exhaustion occupied all limbs, and he was still moving his legs mechanically, but this time he could see a little more clearly than the dream before the trial. He saw a faint trace of darkness in the endless darkness. golden light.

"...!" Hyacinthus suddenly woke up from his dream.

A ray of morning sunlight shone in from the tall and narrow window, and the spots of light fell on his eyelids, which were a little glaring when he opened them.

Hyacinthus moved his limbs on the bed, making sure that the annoying feeling of fatigue and soreness hadn't been brought out of the dream, then rubbed his eyes and sat up.

Contrary to the dream, after he fell asleep, Aka obviously took good care of every inch of his body, so he was as light as he could jump a few feet at any time, and his eyes were not as dry and uncomfortable as before.

He stepped on his shoes and stood up, while thinking, "The same dream, repeated twice, could it be another foreshadowing dream? But it's unlikely, the last time foreshadowed waking up from the dream, and wherever I hurt in my dream, the reality hurts." , this time I feel so comfortable that I can chase a few more wild boars," looking out the window near the backyard.

A-Ka was standing in the wasteland three days ago, leaning on a hoe, frowning and staring at a small bag of soil on the reclaimed ground.

That's where he planted the fruit, and it's been well watered today.

He frowned as if he was studying why it didn't germinate?When can it germinate?Can it still germinate?

"..." Yacintos' thoughts suddenly turned around, and he began to think, "Is there something wrong with me thinking that a big man who is a head taller than me is cute?"

He stood on tiptoe, leaned on the window sill, and whistled at A-Ka unceremoniously: "I'm going to the trial ground, remember to feed A-Po, I heard his stomach growling. Keep an eye on him when you have time." It's time to work, don't be full of energy at night, kicking the quilt and scratching the door panel for a while."

In an instant, the golden retriever scratched fiercely at the door in the small black room.