spartan ancestor

Hyacinthus is not the kind of person who likes to humiliate the captives. After frightening Apollo, he straightened up: "Forget it, it's a bit of a disadvantage to think about it."

He hung the scimitar back on his waist, and nodded at Apollo with his chin, "Get up, follow me."

Apollo remained in the posture of the girl hugging her chest in shock: "..."

...Just call me ugly!

Apollo's chest was tight, and he didn't dare to force anything. He wiped his face in a timely manner, gritted his teeth and got up: "You, where are you taking me?"

Hyacinthus glanced at him, and mercifully swallowed back the teasing words: "Where Helos should go." He paused, "You'd better follow closely."

Apollo still wanted to ask more questions, but Hyacinthus ignored him.

Ensuring that the other party could not escape within his sight, Hyacinthus was distracted by thinking about the tears before.

Jacintos didn't feel ecstatic about his sudden magical power, but was more surprised and defensive.

He is sure that he is his own, and both parents are human, so where does this power come from?

It can't be chaos, it's too cheap, he didn't really pray at all, and after fooling the West Wind God, he threw the statue away, it fell to pieces, and it blended perfectly with the mud .

Apollo gradually stopped talking, realizing that Hyacinthus wasn't listening at all.

He swallowed his saliva, and boldly pulled Jacintos' cloak: "Just let me go back to Olympus!"

Hyacinthus moved his arm, and his cloak avoided Apollo's hand, and he kept walking: "Impossible. You and I both know what the consequences will be if you let you go back."

Blasphemy and possessing the ability to take away divine power, Hyacinthus has no doubt that after releasing Apollo back to Mount Olympus, he will die worse than in his dream.

Apollo: "...can you walk slowly, you don't know how much my whole body hurts."

Hyacinthus paused and looked back at Apollo.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and shook his head with a broken smile.

The night was getting darker, and the main road could not be seen clearly, but Hyacinthus turned his foot and led Apollo into an even darker path.

This is the path he often walks. Hyacinthus is not worried about getting lost. He pays attention to Apollo from the corner of his eye. He continues to think about tears and rejects the possibility of chaos.

When he had the foreshadowing dream, there was nothing wrong with Chaos. Instead of doubting Chaos, it is better to believe that he is the chosen one, just like Oedipus who killed his father and married his mother, and Aka who died after being shot in the heel by an arrow. In Luce, there were people who peeked into the future before everything happened.

—but that still doesn't explain the power of tears.

Hyacinthus sighed, and temporarily put aside the speculation that he had entered a dead end.

Unlike other city-states, Sparta does not have a towering acropolis, not even a city wall, and it looks like a village as a whole.Instead of the city wall, soldiers patrolling along the road as the strongest line of defense.

Hyacinthus led Apollo around for a while and walked into a courtyard on the edge of the village.

Over the years, he has been trying to stay away from the regime, and moved out of the family residence, so even though he is the crown prince, the house where Hyacinthus lives is not luxurious. When Apollo followed Hyacinthus into the door, he didn't even realize that they had arrived place.

"Your Highness." The black laborers gathered to salute, and one of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls cast curious and sympathetic eyes on Apollo, "Have you saved someone again? Today is not a good time."

Hyacinthus glanced around the room and frowned, "Where's A-Ka?"

In order not to give Apollo a chance to escape, Hyacinthus made up his mind to keep an eye on this guy.But on some occasions, he has to go, but he can't bring Apollo with him, so he can only find someone he trusts to do it for him.

It's a bit sad to say, there are very few people around him who he can trust.Father can be counted as one, but for those occasions where Apollo cannot be brought, father will also attend, and he has to consider how to explain to father.

All that was left were the black laborers rescued by him.

But looking at the old, weak, sick and disabled in the room, Hyacinthus couldn't find anyone who could catch up and subdue Apollo when he escaped, even though Apollo was wounded.

The room is not big, so you can see the situation clearly at a glance.The handful of furniture left no room for hiding.

Hyacinthus's eyes flicked across the table, chairs, and bed again without giving up, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for.

Little girl: "When the sun was about to set, he went out with a hoe on his shoulders. Didn't he go to the field—don't you know?" A trace of panic appeared on her face, "I, I thought, it was you who let me He went out!"

"Me? I asked him to go out? Today?" Jacintos repeated, "I just told you not to leave the house today—he took the wrong medicine? Why didn't you stop him when he went to the ground at this time?"

The little girl seemed about to cry: "But, but, A-Ka has never disobeyed your orders. When we saw him go out, we thought it was your orders!"

"..." Hyacinthus took a deep breath, looked at Apollo, who was full of confusion, and at the old, weak, sick and disabled Helotes in the room, quickly weighed the pros and cons, "Let's go."

Apollo couldn't keep up with the development of the situation at all: "Where are you going? Didn't we just get home? Are you going to find that 'Aka'? Isn't he Heloth? Isn't it normal to go to the ground?"

He didn't want to go out at all, but Hyacinthus didn't seem to be persuaded at all, and stepped out of the courtyard with his long legs. Apollo could only tighten his collar in a very insecure way, and stepped back outside with a face full of pain. A world in danger.

The two turned back along the way they came, and the little girl's crying voice could still be heard from a distance: "But, today is the day when the governor will be replaced! It's not that A-Ka doesn't know that His Highness specially made a special appointment this morning. Reminder, why did he go out suddenly?"

"The governor?" Apollo chased after Hyacinths out of breath. "It's the kind of political officer who you complained to me, responsible for supervising the king? What happened to the change of office? Isn't it a happy event?"

Even though he was out of breath, his hands still tightly grasped the collar, as if it was his precious chastity.

"..." Hyacinthus rolled his eyes to the back of his head. He didn't know how he believed that this man was really a slave. Moreover, it was obvious that most of the lessons he carefully prepared for Apollo were for nothing. .

He almost threw his long legs out of the afterimage, and said briefly: "According to the usual practice, every time the governor takes office, he will declare war on the Hilo people."

It is said to be a "declaration of war", but in fact, it is to prevent the large number of Hilo people, that is, Helots from rebelling, and carry out a population clearing on a regular basis.

This is an extremely unreasonable and brutal act, and some innocent Hilo people may have been dragged out to kill while they were still working in the fields.

"The trainee recruits will receive a mission to assassinate the strongest and best Hilo as an assessment."

As soon as the frightened expression sprouted on Apollo's face, Yacintos' sarcasm followed: "Don't worry about the latter, you won't be on the assassination list. Think about the former."

Apollo: "..."

Heartbroken, that's not how Yashin talked to him before.

Hyacinthus did not continue to attack Apollo, but silently picked up his pace again.

It is a tradition to declare war and assassinate.War is declared once a year, and assassination missions are carried out frequently, and not every time the assassination is dispatched are only recruits, nor is it only for a few outstanding Hilo people every time.

Hyacinthos has never been able to accept these "traditions". When he was young, he raised objections, but was shocked and criticized by the elders who came to discuss the matter as "weakness" and "cowardly kindness". In addition to severe punishment, Because of this, his father was targeted and embarrassed by the governor for a long time.

This also caused Hyacinthos to be extremely disgusted with the older nobles since he was a child, and he didn't understand the benefits of being a king who was restrained everywhere. The king sitting on the throne was simply a puppet of the nobles. Use it for a while, and stay obediently on the throne for the rest of the time, working hard to continue the decadent old system.

He blinked lightly, recalling the scene when he rescued Aka half a month ago.

At that time, A-Ka should have just experienced an assassination and was sitting weakly in the field, unable to move.I don't know if it was stiff from the pain, or too stubborn, but his face was pale, his lips were pale, and he still straightened his waist.

There was a throat-wiping cut on his neck, which was not deep, and he obviously avoided it in time.Sensing Hyacinth's approach, Aka raised his head almost reflexively, but due to the excessive blood loss, he raised his head until Hyacinth expressed that he just wanted to help and showed the plaster in his hand. Responding slowly, with one hand on the ground, he wanted to stand up, but he didn't want to show weakness and draped the white cloth in his arms over his body to cover up the many scars. As a result, before he could stand halfway, he fell straight into Yassin's body. Toth's arms.

Thinking about Aka's weak appearance at that time, Yacintos wanted to scold him a little bit: What did he think? He chose to go out at such a time, because he thought that half a month would be enough to recover from injury?The wind has stopped and the rain has cleared. How about facing the assassination?

Hyacinthus led Apollo quickly through the olive grove, along the long reeds, to the upper reaches of the Oroda River, crossed a small hill, and a large green area spread before his eyes.

The seeds sown in May have now grown thick green seedlings, almost submerging the waist.Jacintos narrowed his eyes, and saw a conspicuous white in the distance.

Is it Akka?Hyacinthus rubbed his eyes heavily and frowned.

Usually, his eyesight was good enough to shoot pigeons passing by at night, but now, somehow, he could not see the distant scene clearly at all, and could only judge vaguely from the white shadow, and the black shadow shaking around the white shadow, It should be a Hilo surrounded by groups.

He didn't care about confirmation, slipped up Apollo's collar with his hands behind his back, and quickly approached the white shadow. He took a breath at the same time, and just as he was about to stop, his steps suddenly stopped.

As the distance drew closer, he could already see the situation clearly:

It was Aka standing majestically in the field, with his eyelids slightly lowered, his deep and stern facial features outlined by the bright white moonlight, his indifferent brows and eyes seemed to have nothing to do with him.

But what didn't match his detached expression was that his raised arms were holding the wrists of a young soldier on the left and right, lifting the man's feet off the ground.

He was wearing the clothes made of white cloth when he first met Hyacinthus. The white cloth covered his honey-colored skin, and only an inch of his long and powerful neck line was exposed above the collar.

Under the moonlight, the golden belt that Hyacinthus had given him as a "mark" shone brightly, stretching out his thin waist.

The dozen or so young warriors gathered nearby were not ready to attack in groups as Jacintos had originally thought.

They were not even waiting for the wheel to fight, but out of a kind of fear, they lingered around A-Ka, neither daring to approach, nor reconciled to just retreating like this, with a little awe in their eyes.

Under their feet are broken weapons that were originally used for assassination.

"..." Hyacinthus froze in place, a fine crack cracked in the impression of "Weak Akka" in his mind.

The fake and weak Aka took two really weak "chicks" and took a step forward.

The young recruits suddenly became agitated and involuntarily took a few steps back.

This situation is extremely rare, after all, the Spartans have always been famous for not fearing death.Jacintos couldn't help but glanced at the group of recruits strangely.

"That's enough! The Lord Governor has issued an order to kill this Hilo man today." A few young people bravely stood up and shouted, "If even the Hilo people are afraid, how can we go to the battlefield in the future? Without swords, we still have fists and legs, come with me!"

A small group of recruits was instigated and approached Aka a few steps, but then there were more voices in the team:

"But, Zeus! This Hilo fights like the hero Hercules himself!"

"Maybe he really has the blood of a demigod. Haven't you heard of it? He was assassinated once half a month ago, and the missions were all experienced veterans. Five or six people went up together He kicked and broke the legs of three people, almost broke the neck of one of them, and paid such a high price to subdue him, and the result—God, is it a human being standing in front of us, or another widow? The son of Zeus who fell into the world?"

The Spartans were extremely devout in their belief in the gods, and even before each battle, they had to use divination to decide whether to attack or retreat.

The people who had been stabbed in the neck came back from the dead. Their fear of A-Ka was no longer in the human sense, but whether A-Ka had the blood of a god.

They were having a disagreement internally, arguing in a flustered voice, while Aka felt something, suddenly raised his eyelids, and looked straight in the direction of Hyacinthus.

The two "chicks" who struggled for a long time were released without warning and fell to the ground, making two dull crashing sounds.

"..." Yacintos didn't expect that A-Ka would look over suddenly. He and A-Ka looked at each other for a moment, opened their mouths, and couldn't think of what to say for a while. A-Ka had already unilaterally cut off the connection of sight. .

A-Ka lowered his head, arranged his clothes meticulously, then turned around and strode towards him.

The recruits who were regarded as nothing by Aka were in a commotion, and some of them rushed straight at the head, but Aka adjusted the pace unhurriedly and avoided it without stopping. Yacintos could not see it It's embarrassing for them, but it's also a little strange. Has this group of recruits really finished their training for such a lack of skill attack, instead of just starting?

He didn't have much time to think, and Aka stopped at a distance that wasn't too far away—according to half a month of getting along, this was already the closest social distance that Aka could accept. If there was no specific reason, even Yacinto Si took the initiative to approach, and Aka would also retreat by himself.

Aka stood on the edge of the closest social distance, his dark eyes swept towards Apollo beside Jacintos, paused for a moment, then turned back, looked at Jacintos, and then frowned quickly: "You don't Comfortable?"