spartan ancestor

Apollo: "..."

Unlike Yacintos, he didn't understand the temperament of this majesty, but based on his first impression, he classified His Majesty Una as a person who was almost as serious as Hades.

Unexpectedly, the other party opened his mouth, but threw out such a passage, as if he saw Hades suddenly get a wrong nerve, and was concerned about whether the married life of Zeus and Hera was harmonious.

Apollo was full of ghosts, staring at His Majesty Una's unsmiling face, almost suspecting that he was hallucinating.

Hyacinthus also got stuck, and said speechlessly: "You misunderstood, father. I'm just worried that they will be uneasy outside—"

"I'm not interested." His Majesty Una interrupted, putting his hands on the table and touching his fingertips, "Before your brother came, I was talking to people from the Senate."

He switched directly to the next topic, as if he had really lost interest in the previous one.

Hyacinthus has long been accustomed to this kind of jumping dialogue, and asked following his father's words: "What are you talking about?"

His Majesty Una: "Many. For example, Oss is 30 years old, why doesn't he have a family yet? Why do you always make trouble with your compatriots in order to protect Helotes? You prefer to accept Hilos as your lovers so much, isn't it true that Sparta No good girls, good boys? Can you still be a qualified king?"

Except for the first sentence, Yacintos, who has been on fire all the time: "..."

Why are the mouths of these veterans so broken?

Jacintos resisted the urge to roll his eyes and kept a false smile: "If you're so worried, why don't you ask them to consider changing the crown prince?"

His Majesty Una said nothing.

Both of them knew very well that the Senate could not accept the replacement of the crown prince more than Hyacinthus on the throne.

The previous generation of the Yakyad family was quite warlike. Only His Majesty Una's father lived past the age of 50, leaving only one heir, His Majesty Una.

His Majesty Una has no brothers or sisters, so his two children became the only choice.

And the House of Elders would rather endure Jacintos' rebellion than accept the half-breed Oss on the throne.

His Majesty Una suddenly asked: "Why are you confronting the Governor and Cleo?"

"?" Apollo looked at His Majesty Una strangely, asking this question as if Jacintos shouldn't do this. There seemed to be some unknown consensus between their father and son.

Without giving Yacintos time to answer, His Majesty Una lowered his head, took out a badge, and threw it in front of Yacintos: "Since you plan to stop hiding your clumsiness, follow the rules and participate in this year's trial."

Apollo couldn't figure out what charade the father and son were playing, and it was not easy to poke A-Ka at such a time, so he had to sneak a look at A-Ka.

Aka was frowning slightly, staring at the back of Jacintos, with his slender and powerful hands resting on the small bags hanging from the golden belt, he opened the bag with his fingertips, and then closed it again. Open it, and cover it again.

Apollo stared for a while before realizing that this might be A-Ka's subconscious action, maybe A-Ka himself didn't even realize it.

But whether it was his expression or his actions, Aka's performance almost made Apollo think that this "trial" was not a good thing, but Yacintos blinked, with a genuine smile in his eyes: "Thank you."

His Majesty Una: "You—"

Yacinthos stroked the Λ pattern engraved on the surface of the badge: "I understand, father. Please rest assured, I will win glory for the family in the trials—"

His Majesty Una stared at Yacintos, and said the second half: "——Remember to restrain yourself."

Hyacinthus: "..."

His Majesty Una seemed to twitch the corners of his mouth vaguely: "The people who participated in the trial with you are all future Spartan warriors. I don't want them to have conflicts with shields or spears or other weapons before they go to the battlefield, or even Not even wearing armor."

Apollo couldn't help but secretly glanced at His Majesty Una, seriously suspecting that this His Majesty was also someone who had been there.

But after His Majesty Una finished speaking, he lowered his head, turned his attention to his official duties, and waved to Jacintos casually, gesturing him to leave.

"..." Jacintos felt that his father's words were fabricated out of thin air, and they were all slander, but he touched the badge in his hand, and he raised his head to change the subject, "The recruits from the team just now are about my age, they should They have completed their training. But their attacks are disorderly, and their personalities are not calm. What is going on? Who is the instigator in charge of them?"

His Majesty Una waved his hand a little harder than before.

It can probably be translated as "roll".

Hyacinthus' feet didn't move at all.

He put away the badge, raised his eyebrows and looked at the top of his head left by His Majesty Una: "You have nothing else to say to me?"

"..." His Majesty Una finally raised his head, thought for a moment, and uttered a concise and powerful word, "Get lost."

Yacintos kept a faint smile on his face, but he sighed softly in his heart.

But he quickly put away the disappointment that had leaked out secretly, turned around and walked outside.Before stepping out of the door, a man in his sixties with a mean face walked up to him: "—His Majesty Kesang?"

The leg he had finally moved was firmly fixed on the ground, and he looked at another Spartan king who was striding forward with an angry face.

This is to drive away the young ones and usher in the old ones?It seems that although the Olipontide family is not very brotherly, the father and son still have a deep affection.

—Well, it’s the same as ours.

Yacintos and His Majesty Kesang's fire-breathing copper bell met with big eyes, diverted their thinking for a while, turned around, and prepared to take responsibility for the troubles they caused, and don't let the old father take the blame: "Father——"

His Majesty Una glanced at him: "Get lost."

Hyacinthus: "..."

Well, "roll" also added a word "fast".

He took back the raised foot in a good manner, and led Aka and Apollo out, taking a side step to avoid His Majesty Xan's extended hand.

His Majesty Kesang was so angry that he wanted to stop him immediately, but was firmly held by His Majesty Una, who walked a few steps in front of him: "——You let go! Yacintos, stop for me, today's account is my I must settle with you!"

Apollo was shocked by Kesan's angry voice and shrank his neck, leaning towards Hyacinthus: "Are we leaving him alone?"

Hyacinthus shrugged, without any intention of turning back, and strode out.

When he stepped out of the private hall, he could still hear His Majesty Kesang's scolding: "You're out of your mind too! Just let Yacintos bring Helots in and out of the private hall like this! Aren't you afraid that they will see the military secrets? ? Call them back immediately!"

His Majesty Una: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Apollo: "..."

After leaving the private hall, the patrolling soldiers became less dense.

Before going out, A-Ka asked the soldiers for a torch, and the way back was not as confusing as when he came here.

Hyacinthus smiled unconsciously as he looked at the dancing flames. The anger in his eyes that wanted to incriminate him quickly collapsed and melted like thin ice close to a warm source.

He softened his tone, and said to Aka, who pursed his lips slightly, and his body seemed a little tense: "You will go out privately, we will talk about it when you go back. I brought back a trouble, and I need you to watch it for me."

As he spoke, he pushed Apollo to Aka's side.

Aka: "Trouble?"

His gaze flicked to Apollo, and then turned back to Hyacinthus. For some reason, he seemed a little... uneasy.

Hyacinthus didn't notice, he briefly closed his still uncomfortable eyes: "Yes."

Hyacinthus ignored Apollo, who was trying to play tricks, and continued to say to Aka: "The situation is more complicated, and I can't tell you the reason for now. In short, it depends on you to keep an eye on him, and let him live with everyone. Work. Be careful not to let him near any temple."

A-Ka nodded silently, his tensed shoulders slightly relaxed.

Jacintos changed the subject: "Okay, now let's talk about your going out without permission."

Aka: "..."

His shoulders, which had just been relaxed, tightened, and then he slowly turned his face a little stiffly, his eyes were always indifferent and emotionless: Didn't he agree to go back and talk about it?

Yacintos raised his eyebrows: "It's a long road, and you have to talk in the second half? Tell me, what do you think? I reminded you in the morning, don't go out, today is the day of the change of governor... This is?"

A-Ka spread out his palm, holding a thin flower crown in his palm.It's not any gorgeous flower species, just some fragmentary small wild flowers, of all colors, blooming completely.

"Where did you pick the weeds?" Apollo stretched his neck for a look, and said with a little anger, he was full of reluctance, "You don't want to use such a vulgar thing, such a vulgar thing. Is it possible to send Yashin away?"

"..." A-Ka was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little shaken.

He hesitated for a moment, then retracted his hand.

"Wait a minute." Yacintos stopped him.

He wanted to ask where you took it out, but the words rolled down his throat, and then rolled back: "Give it to me?"

Aka lowered his eyes: "I learned it from other people in the field."

Jacinto paused, looked down at the corolla, and smiled a little. He reached out to take it and put it on his head directly: "At least it's a gift. ——But that's not why you can take the risk and run out."

He wanted to say a few more words, but with a single step, he had already entered the courtyard.

Several black laborers were sitting on the threshold waiting to see through, the little girl was the first to jump up: "Your Highness! Aka, you are all right!"

"Well," Yacintos took back the remaining words, and gave Aka a look to continue to settle accounts later, "Tana, call everyone. Let me introduce you, this is your new companion, called—— "

He made up a name: "Apo."

Apollo's expression is somewhere between "it's a good thing he didn't reveal his secrets" and "I'd rather die by that name".

Tana smiled: "I thought only Aka's name was so strange, so there are people called Apo!"

One sentence hurt two people, and Yacintos looked at Aka, whose face was stiff, with a teasing look.

His naming style is really inspired by Aka, but Apo is a fake name, but Aka is a real person who has lived in Sparta for more than [-] years.

Perhaps it is also the reason why A-Ka is so silent and caring because of his age and more experience.

The black laborers acted very actively, those who boiled water, those who took medicine took medicine, and surrounded Apollo who was covered in whips and walked to the room where they lived.

Hyacinthus came back to his senses: "Wait, Apo——with Aka, watch the night in my room at night."

Apollo's face froze, then he was shocked, and then became extremely panicked. The hand that had been put down before reunited with the collar: "You, what do you want to do?"

Yacintos smiled: "Anyway, it won't be a loss."

"..." Being reminded again that he was ugly, Apollo didn't know whether he should be happy or angry, but it was all very sad.

Along the corridor, Hyacinthus walked to his room.

The closed house and the narrow windows made the house pitch black. Hyacinthus stood at the door, holding the door frame and looked at it quietly for a while: "... Aka, can you light the brazier?"

Apollo was a little surprised: "Are you afraid of the dark?"

He suddenly remembered that he had already left the private hall before, but Aka stopped suddenly, turned around and went back to ask the soldiers for the torch.

The brazier was lit, and Hyacinthus stepped into the room, when the fatigue of the day flooded over his body.

He didn't even take off his cloak, so he stood by the bed and dangled a few times, then lay down lazily, and he still didn't forget to clarify: "It's not that I'm afraid, but I just don't like the feeling of being dark."

With his back to these two people, Aka, who hung the torch on the wall, paused for a moment, then turned around, walked to the box in the corner of the room, and took out something from it.

Jacintos rubbed his dry and painful eyes, and asked lazily, "Why..."

The rest of the words stuck in my throat.

Holding a small piece of honey cake in one hand and a neat stack of red cloth in the other, A-Ka walked to the head of his bed and half-knelt and half-squatted: "Today is your birthday, I wish you happiness."

After he finished speaking in a strict manner, he placed the dishes and cloth neatly on Jacintos's bedside, and then quickly stepped back, strictly adhering to the principle of his distance.

"..." Yacintos slowly stood up.

The firewood in the brazier crackled.

Hyacinthus didn't know what to say for a moment.

From early morning to evening, he met so many people, even two gods who tried to show love to him, but no one, or even a single god, said "Happy to you" to him.

He thought that the flower crown was the best gift he could get today.

The red cloth spread out on the bed, and a corner slid down to the ground.The golden Λ pattern is embroidered on the back with thread of unknown material. Under the light of the fire that flickers on and off, there seems to be an undercurrent of golden photovoltaics surging under the line.

The cloak was quietly laid out on the bed, winding gracefully under the firelight, like a small piece of the Red Sea torn off.