spartan ancestor

Whether Pluto is happy to go out, just not single, has no impact on human life.

The day after the execution, Yacintos returned to the chamber.

The process seems to be quite smooth, but after the actual discussion of politics, you will find that this smoothness is only superficial: "The Senate has a total of 28 senators, and the two kings included in it, there are still [-] senators."

Hyacinthus had just finished a day of verbal confrontation. At this time, he was walking lazily on the way home, raising his hand to pick up his sweaty collar, and his movements were as elegant as if he was taking care of his appearance, not at all greedy. The moment of coolness brought by the evening wind: "This means that when a political opinion is put forward, there are at least a dozen mouths waiting to attack it from the front and side, openly and secretly."

Jacintos shrugged: "But it doesn't matter. Appearance goes both ways, and my father didn't care about them so much."

He paused, then turned his head slightly: "Speaking of which, Aka, do you have time in the next few days? My father has something to ask for your help."

Aka: "?"

Hyacinthus stopped, turned around, deliberately chose an angle to avoid people, and lowered his voice: "During the interrogation, my father won a period of time alone with the mercenary, and through routines, he probably figured out I found out the location of the mercenary den. My father wants to investigate this matter privately, so as not to startle the snake, so I want to borrow your help."

Aka agreed without any hesitation, and after nodding, he remembered another question: "What about Apollo?"

"Look at him." Hyacinthus smiled and looked at Apollo: "Do you want to squat in a small dark room locked by iron chains, or go out with chains?"

The golden retriever immediately frowned: "How could you humiliate me like this?!"

"I didn't point your nose, let you kneel down and beg for mercy, sell your virginity to save your life, right?" Yacintos smiled kindly, and rubbed the golden-haired head that fell down in an instant, "Don't worry, in terms of humiliating personality, Compared with you, I still have a lot of room for improvement."

Yacintos ignored the hesitant golden retriever, turned around and continued chatting with Aka about the affairs of the meeting hall during the day, and walked back to the courtyard: "...compared to Under the circumstances, the attitude of the old Tidalley surprised me. I put forward several political opinions that are biased toward mixed race, but he actually resisted and kept silent. Either he is still soft-hearted in our family's "heavily injured", or Tidalius Jr. did fulfill his bet, and chatted with his grandfather about Mortax. I think it was a little bit of both."

Their chat was incoherent.

From the meeting hall to the courtyard, it is inevitable to encounter patrolling soldiers and citizens along the way, and their conversations are often interrupted.

As No.1 of the trial, the treatment Hyacinthos received has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before.

The soldiers who used to treat Hyacinthus as if they were air, and ignored them as soon as they could, would take the initiative to step forward and walk in order from a long distance, saluting Hyacinthus solemnly.

Those Spartan women whose husbands were still serving in the barracks, even standing far away, would say their praises loudly and generously, and they almost organized a dance to celebrate on the spot.

The boys who were not old enough to participate in the training and were only as tall as Jacinthus' thighs held wooden daggers and stood not far away, casting sparkling eyes, while the little girls bounced and brought Jacinthos the woven fabrics they wove. Corolla, the more daring one even reported his family situation, trying to make an appointment for the position of the future queen.

Yacintos suppressed a smile, and admired Aka's dull and blue face when he was passively trapped among the girls for a while, and then he magnanimously made a relief: "Don't think about it, let's go!" , lest some people be surrounded by strangers and trouble me to carry it back after fainting."

"..." A-Ka glanced at Yacintos with a rather ugly expression, his eyes seemed to have some strength.

Hyacinthus turned his face away as if nothing had happened, and continued to tease the little girls: "What? What are the requirements for accepting your flower crown? Marry you when you grow up? Forget it, I already have a flower crown... No, no No, the person who gave me the flower crown didn't ask me to marry him, and that's the most wonderful thing."

He once again teased A-Ka with words in a vicious manner. What's worse, the man deliberately turned his head to glance at A-Ka. This time, he only saw A-Ka's right ear and Xin's long and strong side neck.

The afterglow of the setting sun was golden and red, making it impossible to see for a moment whether A-Ka's ear tips and neck were reddened, or he was so angry that he rolled his eyes, and he simply turned his head and didn't even want to look at Hyacinthus.

Hyacinthus knew very well the truth that a funny person should not be teased too much, so he accepted it as soon as it was good, stood up and coaxed the little girls back to their parents, and when they left, they heard these mothers and daughters whispering:

"Your Highness is so beautiful..."

"Okay, Ernie. It's time for us to go to the market to retrieve the newly-made marble statue of Apollo. The priests of the temple passed down the oracle, saying that Apollo's appearance means that he does not like gorgeous and vulgar decorations. Marble is holier."

"Really? But isn't the Delphi oracle of Phocis the most favored spokesperson for Apollo? Why did Apollo choose to let our temple priests convey this oracle, not the oracle of Delphi? ?”

"...Just trust the priest."

Apollo: "..."

In fact, you don’t have to be so blind and credulous!

He stared at Yacintos with grief, indignation and condemnation, but Yacintos didn't even give him a look, and was talking to Aka in a low voice: "Just a few days later, it will be that festival... you go out to help My father is doing business, so I can avoid it. Here in the courtyard, I will tell everyone not to go out and prepare the necessary supplies in advance."

"Festival? What festival?" Apollo's sad and angry eyes suddenly became bright.

Hyacinthus rubbed his golden hair pitifully: "A festival that Heiros will never like. You don't want to know exactly what will happen." He paused, seeing that Apollo was still looking forward to going out, crazy Looking at himself like a dog wagging its tail, "...Okay. Then when Tana and the others go shopping these few days, you are allowed to go out with them. But let's say it first, I will put an iron chain on you, and Tell Tana in advance that the area they are allowed to set foot in is limited to the market place, absolutely far away from any temples."

"..." A-Ka frowned slightly as he listened on the sidelines. His black pupils quickly glanced at Hyacinthus, and his thick black eyelashes drooped down to cover his sight.

I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little depressed.

Hyacinthus wanted to warn Apollo, who had been running away repeatedly, but seeing Aka's mood change: "...?" This is because of why he was depressed, and he guessed, "I didn't say that Tana and the others should replace him." What do you mean? In comparison, my father's mission is much more important than here, only you and I believe that we have the ability to complete it."

"No..." Aka paused in the middle of his words, and continued after a while, "I'm fine."

Yacintos carefully looked at Aka's expression, and really couldn't see anything from the other's indifferent face, so he had to follow the train of thought just now, and said a word of comfort: "You go early and come back early, in fact, the yard is still very peaceful. Can't live without you."

Aka's mind is really hard to guess, Yacintos felt that he had done his best, so he continued the previous topic: "Actually, I also mentioned a few words about the 'custom' of this festival in the conference hall. At present, the public's desire to make up for the "heavy injury" of the Yagiade family, as well as the prestige I gained from winning the trial, have already persuaded some people in the citizen assembly to consider this proposal. I will continue in the next few days Promote and strive to eliminate these 'customs' by next year."

"Your Highness!" Ai Zhi's voice came from the path ahead, interrupting the conversation that hadn't lasted long.

Ai Zhi crossed her hips, the smile on her face was a bit exaggerated even for him, and the corners of her brows and eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy and elation.

He was still followed by Norm, and there was one more thing behind both of them—the red cloak.

Even Noam, with a hint of joy on his honest face, reached out to rub the red fabric behind him from time to time.

Ai Zhi saw Yacintos and others approaching, and flicked the red cloak: "We came here just to show you the cloak we got and to express our thanks—without your help, I might still be saved, after all, the family There is no shortage of such a weapon, but Norm is different."

Noam blushed a bit, then said with a straight face, "Actually, there is another thing."

He ignored Aizhi's raised hand, wanting to tell him to speak slowly, and said bluntly: "All the contestants who have passed the trial have become official Spartan soldiers and have begun to enter the barracks for military service. This morning, your brother Come to us and invite us to join his army, we want to ask for your advice."

Jacintos raised his brows in surprise: "My brother took the initiative?"

Norm: "Yes. We don't know the situation very well. It's your brother who wants to fight for power... Oh! What are you doing to me?"

"..." Ai Zhi covered her face in pain.

Jacintos didn't mind, but instead smiled: "If it's a struggle for power, it's impossible for him to invite you."

Forget about Noam, Aizhi's public loyalty before the trial can be called a thorn in the hearts of the great nobles.

If Oss wanted to fight for power, he just had to wait for the thorn to kill Jacintos, and took the initiative to take the thorn under his wings, but wanted to protect the thorn from being broken by other wind and rain.

Yacintos waved his hand lazily: "Agree, as soon as possible. In a few days, you will be notified that you have been placed under the command of a 'general' who tends to be a big noble."

He raised his eyebrows before Noam asked with wide eyes: "That's right, the Senate now thinks that our city-state has 'insufficient senior generals'. If we want to recommend a new general, of course, the candidates will be selected from among the great nobles."

His Majesty Una seemed to be nodding in agreement after hearing that: "So, who has the same strength and record as General Oss, who is worthy of the honorable post of General?"

The elder who proposed instinctively wanted to announce his name, and before he could say anything, he met thousands of pairs of wide-eyed eyes from the people's assembly: "..."

Laughing to death, I can't even say who I want to propose.