spartan ancestor

Yacintos looked relaxed, and nodded: "I have never disliked you. I have always regarded you as a role model and a hero."

Oss was once again overwhelmed by his younger brother's straight ball, his ears burned, and he was half ashamed when he suddenly remembered "in case Yassin asks me why I blush again"...

"..." Aussie's shyness disappeared immediately, and his face became expressionless.

This made him seem very calm on the surface, and he even responded with ease: "Oh."

Hyacinthus had no doubts about him, after all, in his heart, his elder brother was originally a fortitude and iron man, and he was really surprised when he saw his elder brother's eye sockets suddenly getting wet just now.

He stroked the mask around his waist, and carefully said: "Actually, before I received training, my father once talked to me about your mother."

It's not a pretty story.

This love begins with the weakness of Os's mother, and ends with Os's mother's weakness.

Spartan women are always strong and seldom express gentleness, but Mother Os is just the opposite. As a belittled Helotus, she has a soft but extraordinarily delicate character, which attracts His Majesty Una.

Like Hyacinthus, His Majesty Una decided not to marry a wife for his lover, nor to have children with others.

However, Oss's mother was born with a weak character, but it was difficult to bear the pressure.She even begged Una many times to obey the arrangement of the Senate, to marry a wife and have children, and not to let her be a sinner of the Algiade family. In the future, she will be stabbed in the back by the history of Sparta after her death, and finally her beauty will be lost under psychological pressure Down.

When His Majesty Una talked about this past event, he only said a few words, and his eyes kept falling in the direction of the backyard.

It was the working place of Os's mother, who was originally Helotes who was responsible for raising the livestock in the backyard for him.

It was difficult for Jacintos to describe the expression on his father's face at that time, but he felt that this relationship must have left a deep imprint on his father's heart.

Otherwise, my father would never allow people to enter the backyard and take care of the livestock he sent himself.

It is hard to say whether this is His Majesty the King's remembrance of his lost lover by taking care of the livestock.

Yacintos: "My father always believed that it was a tragedy caused by his arrogance. At that time, he immaturely thought that as long as he was strong enough, he would be able to protect his beloved, but he never thought of letting his beloved He also has the ability and mentality to weather the storm."

Therefore, even though he knew that Oss was going to the battlefield as a mixed blood, the consequences might be very bad, His Majesty Una still let Oss go cruelly.

Even though Jacintos, as the crown prince, did not need to receive military training, His Majesty Una still let Jacintos accept it.

Especially when he learned that Jacintos had gone his own way and fell in love with a Heiros, and even this Heiros was a man, His Majesty Una specially called Jacintos to his private hall , talked about his past, and convinced Hyacinthos to accept double training.

And the various courses Hyacinthus prepared for Apollo were also carried out under the reminder of His Majesty Una.

Yacintos paused for a while, and said: "Actually, when I was dazzled by love and took the initiative to stay away from the center of power, I discussed the issue of the throne with my father. Compared with me, we all hope that you will be on the throne."

When he said this, his tone was not much more ups and downs than before, and it was still very flat, but the content made Oss raise his eyes suddenly, and looked over with some surprise.

Yacintos looked at Oss, and in a tone of serious inner analysis, he talked about topics related to the royal regime: "That's why I said that it is nonsense to look down on or dislike anything. Even now, I still I think you are the most suitable candidate to carry out the New Deal. You have the blood of Hilos and Spartans on your body, and you can build a bridge between Sparta and Helos. If one day the Hilos can really integrate into Sparta Bada, they definitely hope to have a leader from their own side, rather than a pure-blooded Spartan like me. What's more, you have absolute strength and lead the Spartan army to be invincible."

"..." Oss suddenly realized that he was strange enough.

Obviously what he said was boring and calculated political affairs, but at this moment, he felt that these words touched a certain point in his heart more than the previous ones.

Not because of the throne.

It's because these words mean that Yacintos recognizes his existence value and his ability. Isn't that why he stumbled and worked hard for 30 years?

As a result, his waist and shoulders, which had been tense all the time and did not dare to relax, relaxed at once, and his brows, which had been sternly frowned, relaxed.

Only this time, in addition to being tired, it is more of a joy of being rewarded and recognized.

There was a rare smile on his face: "Forget it. I'm not good at acting like you and your father."

Jacintos nodded: "Yes, you are in your thirties, brother. You should grow up too."

"..." The faint smile on Aussie's face died instantly.

He looked at Yacintos blankly for a while, suppressed the desire to beat his brother violently, and tried to be a qualified brother to make up for the neglect in the past: "Actually, I still remember that this year is your 20th birthday. You have prepared a gift. Tedika led the army back to Sparta that day, but when he saw you outside his father's private hall, he didn't know how to speak."

Hyacinthus was really taken aback this time.

He recalled that when he met his elder brother outside the private hall, the other party did stop and hesitated to say something to him.

He thought that any troublesome incident would make his brother hesitate, but it turned out to be...a gift?

The loneliness and sigh of the forgotten birthday at that time suddenly turned into a warm and scratchy feeling at this moment, like a cat cub stepped on his paw on the tip of his heart.

Even though he knew the purpose of going out this time, and it was unlikely that his elder brother would bring a gift with him, Jacintos couldn't help laughing: "What is it? Did you bring it?"

Oss said expressionlessly: "No. And I don't think that thing is practical. I will buy you a mask when I go to the city, and it will be a birthday present."

Hyacinthus: "..."

The kitten who stepped on the milk on the tip of his heart died instantly.

It is to make you learn to be bad, but not to let you learn to be bad in this area...

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Crossing the border of Arcadia and stepping into Elis, Hyacinthus and Orth never encountered mercenaries again.

It was agreed early on that there would be a truce during the Olympics.If someone causes a fight in this land at this time, they will face the wrath of all the city-states.

Old Xang obviously wasn't demented enough to directly confront the whole world.

More importantly, no mercenary would accept such an order. What they wanted were silver coins, not the thrills of being against the entire world.

As the organizer of the Olympic Games, Elis has the Olympia Temple dedicated to hosting the Games.

Zeus is the main god of this temple, and the entire Olympic Games is a celebration dedicated to this king of the gods.

It took Hyacinthus and Oss three days to climb those endless mountains, and when they finally arrived at the temple in the center of the valley, it was already the end of summer, and it would be before the opening of the festival.

At this time, in front of the Temple of Olympia, many tourists from all over the world had already gathered.

There are poets and philosophers who display their eloquence in the square, and rich nobles squander their money between the stalls and the square.

Yacintos weighed the money bag in his hand with great interest—thanks to the sponsorship sent by the people sent by the old Kesang, he is now extremely rich: "Want to go shopping?"

Oss stood in front of him, vigilant like a wolf guard: "No. Put on your mask tightly, don't be knocked off by someone. Are you hungry? Yashin?"

"..." The interest on Jacintos' face faded a little, he managed to maintain a smile, "Since waking up this morning, we have stopped for three meals before noon."

He really didn't understand how it could be like this.

Ever since he had a heart-to-heart chat, his elder brother has started feeding frantically.

Sometimes, Jacintos even suspected that his brother treated him as a pig. Who can eat seven or eight meals a day?

Oss disapproved all over his face: "What you ate before is what you ate before, and it has nothing to do with now. You were not like this when you were a child. You were so strong back then."

Hyacinthus: "..."

Are you sure it's strong, not fat?

He bit the bullet and said: "But that's already in the past, now—"

Oss sighed: "Too thin. I always thought that you would be stronger than me based on your body shape when you were a child. Seeing how thin you are now."

Hyacinthus: "..."

In a trance, he seemed to be dreaming back to the moment when Queen Lutes controlled his diet.

Who are you, can you bring back his taciturn, nosy brother? ?He has grown up to adulthood independently, so he doesn't need to welcome his second mother right now.

To be honest, when A-Ka was around, he already had this illusion of maternal love. He didn't expect that when A-Ka was not around, there would be someone to fill the vacancy.

...he doesn't need it.

But Oss' will is independent of whether Jacintos needs it or not.

Just like Aka before, Queen Lutes back then.

Hyacinthus had to sullenly be dragged into the tavern by his brother.

Generally speaking, this kind of place only opens at night. It is rare that this tavern is also busy at the moment, people are sitting at the tables, and servants shuttle around the tables, delivering wine and food.

Jacintos raised his eyebrows, and recalled the signboard he saw before entering the door. Coincidentally, this was one of the "gateways" his father had given him.

If there is no accident, the businessman who runs this tavern has established a deep friendship with the old King Yagiade.

The servant with earcups came to him: "Dear guest, would you like to order something?"

Hyacinthus followed the code and said: "A pot of wine that is not sweet, don't add anything, just add a lot of water to me."

The servant was stunned for a moment, then straightened his back, and said solemnly: "Please follow me to the second floor, my master is resting here, I will inform you."

Oss followed Jacintos in confusion: "Not sweet? Mixed with water?"

There is a "show" of getting drunk with Helos at festivals every year. Almost every qualified Spartan is not greedy for alcohol. Oss only tasted it once. At that time, he felt disgusted that this kind of sweet water is nothing to be greedy for. of.

Hyacinthus looked at his brother affectionately, and said that this man runs out every year, but apart from the battlefield, entertainment activities are really poor: "Wine is generally divided into three types, not sweet, slightly sweet, and sweet. Add various spices, raisins, perfume, etc. to taste. Before adding water, it is very viscous and very strong. The more water is mixed, the less drunk it will be."

So the three sentences he said just now are in line with the Spartan style.No sweet, no bells and whistles, plenty of water to keep a clear head.

This was a little joke played between the old King Agiade and his friends, and he humorously teased himself about his Spartan style.

Hyacinthus and Oss followed the servants to the second floor.

Walking to a separate room, the servant respectfully said: "Please wait a moment, I will inform the master."

Taking advantage of the servants entering the door, Hyacinthus saw that there was no one around, and raised his hand to take off the mask.

"What are you doing?" General Oss tensed up instantly, his expression vigilant as if Hyacinthus had pulled out a large handful of gold coins, as if they were in danger of being murdered at any time.

Hyacinthus shrugged: "I think it's easier to talk about things this way."

Before Oss could speak, the door of the room was opened from the inside, and the previous servant bowed slightly, leading out a handsome young man.

He has short curly hair, boots on his feet, a strange and light helmet on his head, and a simple long staff in his hand. His eyes look sly and friendly.

Hyacinthus put on his usual smile: "Hello? Your Excellency. I am Hyacinthus, and this is my brother Os."

"Ah, ah..." As Jacintos expected, the expression on the young man's face was blank for a moment when he saw him, and his mouth was opened in a daze, but the next second, the man suddenly trembled, "Hycinthus?! Hyacinthus! Oh Zeus! You are Hyacinthus?!"

Hyacinthus: "...?"

Why, when did his reputation spread to Sparta.

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