spartan ancestor

"Perhaps I am naturally suitable for teaching people?" Hyacinthus still didn't think that was enough, and continued to boast with his chin resting. "After all, I have accumulated so many years of experience, teaching a wide range of subjects, from wild boars to Cleo."

"..." A-Ka's eyes were filled with "what crazy words are you talking about".

Peering out the window, Yaga seemed to have switched positions with his companion, but he still had no intention of leaving the area.

He held back his breath and said in a low voice: "What do I need to do so that you will believe me? Go to the Mercenary Association and place a reward. Is the reward for the heads of Oss and Hyacinthos enough?"

Jacinto paused.

If Yaga hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about this newly established mercenary association.

He looked at Aka, and just about to open his mouth, he was keenly aware of the strange expression on the other side's face for a moment: "What? You've heard of it too? The matter of this association is old Earl—the old man who provided accommodation for my brother and me. My friend said, after experiencing so many assassinations along the way, my brother and I suspected that this mercenary association might have something to do with old Xan."

Aka said calmly, "Impossible."

Without waiting for Jacintos to ask, he continued: "I also established the Mercenary Association. You know the members, they are the recruits who assassinated me."

Peering out the window, Yaga's words also caused a small commotion among his companions, one of them lowered his voice and reprimanded: "Hush your voice!"

There was a strange fear and disgust in this person's tone, and after the reprimand, these people really fell into silence for a while.

After a while, someone said: "Let's not mention the Evil Association. Haven't you heard about old Wenke? He hired so many famous mercenaries in his mansion, and several of them went out and offered rewards. Hundreds of thousands, and it turned out that his head was removed overnight, and the group of mercenaries didn't even notice the assassin."

His tone gradually became bitter and bitter: "Who knows who will be next, I haven't lived enough yet."

"..." Yacinthos cast his eyes on Aka.

recruits?Those recruits who couldn't even hold a knife?

The good teacher who can teach people the most about emotions is here?

Some of Yaga's companions were more sensitive, and they scolded Yaga for being a fool: "Successor president of the Chamber of Commerce, do you think no one has offered a bounty to the association for the head of the new president? He can still stand here alive, or It’s just that the Mercenary Association can’t touch him, or he has something to do with the Association. If you want to be stupid, don’t drag me down. I will not contact Old Kesang again. When His Highness Jacintos comes out, I will go Set up a conversation with him to see if we can get on with him."

These words were finally not like the previous ones. They were cold after each sentence, and the companions echoed one after another. The attitude towards Yacinthos also changed qualitatively during the discussion, as can be seen from the extra title of "His Royal Highness".

Yacintos withdrew his gaze, feeling a little novel: "I never thought that I have always played the role of backer. I never thought that one day it would be the other way around? Kind of..."

Aka raised his eyelids, and looked at Hyacinthus with his dark eyes.

Hyacinthus: "The crow feeds back."

Aka: "..."

Feed your head.

Aka no longer listened to Yacintos' nonsense, turned around and wanted to go out, but Yacintos precisely grabbed the corner of his sleeve: "What are you going to do? If you are dealing with Yaga, you can take it easy." He will find Yaga, the referee Maybe he said something about manipulating the game in private, "By the way, can you let those recruits—mercenaries look into this? If there is evidence, I believe Yaga's political opponents will like this gift even more."

There was a spare pen and paper in the room, and Jacintos took one at random, and roughly drew the location of the Dionysus Casino: "If the rules of this casino haven't changed after so many years, a bunch of grapes and a silver coin should be displayed Show it to the gatekeeper, and you will be able to enter."

Aka nodded briefly, put away the map: "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Jacintos asked, but actually he was already following Aka with leisurely steps.

This feeling of not needing to worry about everything and doing it by yourself is indeed too pleasant. Jacintos feels that the leaders who have been emptied cannot be blamed at all. People degenerate step by step like this.

The giant baby Cleo may have been raised in this way.

Aka said lightly: "Didn't you want to meet Yaga's political opponent? He doesn't like dealing with too many people, and he is in the next room now."

Hyacinthus: "..."

Again, being a giant baby is such a joy.

Holding the peeled grapes in his hand, the giant infant Hyacinthus walked leisurely to meet the person Aka had arranged, and even the other party questioned in astonishment, "But Sparta is not on good terms with Yaga". The problem was explained by Aka in a few simple sentences, so that Yacintos began to reflect, was he so reliable when he was a backer?

Recalling my daily life in the past, as soon as I opened my eyes in the morning, there were toiletries sent by Aka, I put on the clothes Aka washed and folded neatly, Aka put on a cloak, and went to eat the meal made by Aka...

Okay, stop, Hyacinthus ate an ice grape to suppress his shock, and began to rejoice that he didn't really live as a giant baby under this kind of treatment.

Hyacinthus thought again, then according to this, I am still very good?Such a decadent life has not corrupted my will.

"Frankly speaking, you are the friend introduced to me by the president, and this alone is enough for me to establish a friendship with you." The political opponent on the opposite side spoke quite bluntly, "Not to mention that you also gave me an Asian Jia's handle. How can I say no to these two things?"

Yacintos smiled: "That's good, after a while, there will be a 'gift' to your mansion."

The conversation went surprisingly smoothly. If it wasn't for your political opponent's facial paralysis, and based on the exaggerated body movements of the other party, Jacintos could have imagined that the other party was grinning from ear to ear.

Elis’ consul will be replaced soon, and this is the time when the consul candidates are doing their best. No one can refuse the timely delivery of opponents, plus two powerful allies—at least Aka must be one Well, when the political enemy Your Excellency was talking to A-Ka, his voice was pitched several degrees, Yacintos was afraid that the other party would raise his voice to sing at any time.

Yacintos had a detailed discussion with the other party on some aspects of the friendly alliance, and finally ended with a polite remark: "I look forward to the day you become the consul, Your Excellency."

The other party laughed and stood up, and gave Yacintos a strong hug. The joy was beyond words. When Yacintos watched him go out, he had the illusion that this person would jump up at any time.

He said with great interest: "Do you think that Your Excellency will forget that he is here for a dinner party, and go home directly after leaving the door?"

A-Ka glanced at the door: "His goal has been achieved, won't he go home and stay in the room facing the wall?" He paused, and then said, "Aren't you going out? There are quite a few well-established nobles and merchants at the banquet."

"Aren't you going out?" Hyacinthus stood up from the table. He really planned to go out to socialize. It's always right to meet more friends.

A-Ka randomly picked a book in the room, lowered his head and flipped through a few pages: "I will only spoil the atmosphere if I go out."

This is true, Yacintos recalled the scene where everyone retreated before, shrugged, and walked back to the banquet hall by himself.

As soon as he opened the door, he was instantly swept by the crowd:

"Young Royal Highness, are you interested in visiting my mansion in the suburbs? My atrium is very beautifully arranged, with fountains, statues, holy olive trees..."

"Holy olive tree? Your best name is 'old bark that has lived longer and may rot at any time'. In comparison, Your Highness Hyacinthus, what do you want to do when you come to Elis? The big business you mentioned earlier , Have you found a reliable partner?"

"Tomorrow night, I will hold a social reception, and I will invite the famous poets and philosophers of Ellis to attend. Of course, there will be many well-educated politicians and businessmen, oh! There are also beautiful courtesans. Your Highness, if you can come It would be an honor to participate!"

Yacintos calmly stated that he only wanted to talk about money: "Well, it's like this, I have a batch of jewelry that needs to be sold..."

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According to Jacintos' original prediction, this dinner should be a non-stop conversation with various people, but in the end it turned into a non-stop chat with various people.

When it was over, he was still surrounded by a small group of people, asking regretfully whether he could stay for a few more days?If you stay a few more days, you can attend their reception.

Hyacinthus declined the invitation with a smile. After seeing off the group of people, he stood at the entrance of the hall and hesitated for a while.

If it was before, he definitely didn't want to turn around and enter the door, and go home with A-Ka, but now...

He was thinking, if Aka could have this opportunity to get rid of Helotes' identity and become a big shot in Elis, would he still bother him with the things about Sparta?

Even though he was thinking this way, he still consciously walked towards the room where Aka was staying, and he was stunned for a moment after opening the door.

It was empty except for a tray of freshly peeled grapes in crushed ice.

There was a thick candle by the table, and the flame was dancing, dispelling the darkness in the room.

Hyacinthus stared at the candle and the grapes for a while, then walked over to pick up the grapes, stuffed them into his mouth, and walked back, a little absent-minded.

It's hard to describe his mood at the moment, it's a bit like... the complex emotions that arise when a person is alone in a dark room.

Stepping out of the auditorium gate, he raised his head to look at the stars in the night sky, and suddenly felt a little puzzled.

The Spartans have been specially trained not to be afraid of the dark since they were very young, and he also stayed in the small dark room for more than half a year, so when did this kind of resistance to the dark come about?

At least not this spring, when he was training in the field and slept soundly on the ground in the dark reeds every night.

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Hyacinthus couldn't find an answer to his doubts. I don't know if the ice grapes made the nightmare go away. Hyacinthus rarely dreamed until the early morning, but he was not in a good mood when he woke up.It happened that Old Earl knocked on the door outside and said that someone had sent many inexplicable things.

"?" Yacintos opened the door to welcome Old Earl in, watching him put the things in his arms on the bed.

Old Earl rubbed his old waist and counted the things on the bed: "Wildflowers, wildflowers, weeds, stones... What does this man want? Do you recommend you to raise dragonflies?"

Hyacinthus picked up a stone with red veins, and when he got up in the morning, his gloomy mood suddenly brightened.

This is very Aka.Judging by the category and freshness of these flowers, I'm afraid they were collected along the way.

A servant's voice came from the door, and he said with difficulty: "Master, there are many things here, which are also together."

Hyacinthus turned his head to look, and his eyeliner hit a large patch of red. The servant carefully carried the clothes in his arms and entered the door. Because the colors were too uniform, at first glance he thought he was carrying a pile of red cloth.

Hyacinthus: "..."

This is also very Akka.

Always dedicated to dressing him up as a torch.

The author has something to say: This is the second update~