spartan ancestor

It is not difficult to obtain a bronze mirror from a troubadour. It only needs a few exciting multi-angle love stories, plus the autograph of His Royal Highness, a treasure that can be realized. For Yacintos, it is completely a bargain.

But it was a bit difficult to contact Hercules.

"I thought it was daytime?" After seeing off the troubadours, Hyacinthus leaned on the bench, his long legs stretched out in an unrestrained posture, and his slender fingers tapped on the bronze mirror tirelessly , "This Hercules is starting to drink too much now?"

Every time the bronze mirror is knocked, there will be a shock that is difficult to ignore. According to Hyacinthus' knocking method, Hercules had better not have a drink in his hand, otherwise he would have to act wet on the spot.

Even so, Hyacinthus knocked for a long time before the bronze mirror shimmered, and then a bearded Zara's face appeared on the mirror.

The other party seemed to be waking up from a hangover, his eyes were not fully opened, and his expression was quite impatient: "What are you doing—ha."

An unexpected yawn interrupted Hercules' words, and his originally rather intimidating aura was replaced by sleepiness and frustration.

After the Hercules yawned, he smacked his lips sleepily, raised his hand to rub his messy hair, and got up on something.

The bronze mirror shook, swept across the messy beds and narrow cabins, and finally re-frozen on Hercules' face full of impatience: "Who are you—oh!"

Jacintos maintained a polite smile, and his eyes fell on the other party's gaping mouth and staring eyes.

This reaction made it hard to believe that the person in front of him was a famous demigod hero, and it was even more difficult to imagine that it was this person who used a bow and arrow to make Hades back down.

Fortunately, Hercules came back to his senses before Hyacinths took out the mask, raised his hand and rubbed his face roughly, his eyes became much clearer: "Sorry, I don't remember betting with you? I put Did the Bronze Mirror lose to you?"

He jumped off the bed, and when he was putting on his clothes, the mirror briefly swept over his bare shoulders, and his bulging muscles finally looked a little heroic.

Hyacinthus looked away politely. "No. The bronze mirror I got from a troubadour."

He paused, and said in a tone of interest: "Before I saw you, I couldn't believe the story he told me - the famous hero Hercules was actually addicted to alcohol and gambling. .”

"Oh, you should believe it." Hercules took the bronze mirror and wandered around the room. Then he dug out a half-eaten piece of bread from nowhere, took a casual bite, and said vaguely, "Before fleeing into the underworld, I also traveled to every tavern and casino in Greece, and later left a few maps. I don’t remember who I gave them to... Earl? Anyway, an old man who has followed me for many years. Before entering the underworld, I specially Sneak into his room and sneak the map into the pile of notebooks he sorted out. I don’t know if he has found out over the years, how is the business doing? If he listens to me, do some selling between these casinos The wine business has probably been profitable by now."

"..." Jacintos lost his voice for a moment in surprise, and took out a papyrus with three copies of the map from his arms, "The map you are talking about, can't it be this?"

When he and his elder brother went to participate in Olympus and stayed with his grandfather's old friend, Hyacinthus copied a manuscript, which depicted the gates of Hades leading to various places in the world, as well as various places in Greece. Taverns and casinos.

Hercules casually glanced at the blueprint that Jacintos held up, and his indifferent expression suddenly became a little excited: "Where did you get it? That's right, this is it!"

Yacintos turned his head to look at the blueprint: "Then you didn't say anything about selling wine in the handbook."

"No?" Hercules' expression was puzzled for a moment, and then he became annoyed, "Oh, I must have drunk too much at the time, thinking I had already written it! And I ran to look through the window in the middle of the night... the second After waking up from the wine, I still felt that this matter was done very cleverly, at least it did not appear directly in front of Earl. After all, in their eyes, I should be my Hercules in Olympus. "

After a while, Hercules asked again: "How is Earl now?"

Hyacinthus shrugged: "The Earl you know should be in the underworld now, but coincidentally, the descendant I know is also named 'Ear'. This manuscript was copied when I was a guest at his place Yes. Don’t worry, even if you didn’t see the one you left, old Earl’s business is doing well. However, if the Earl you know has come to the underworld, how can you not know when you are in the underworld? Meet him in the underworld."

"Oh." Hercules' expression suddenly became much more real.

What Jacintos said obviously shortened the distance between him and Hercules.

At this time, Hercules got down on the table in irritability and annoyance, and rubbed his messy hair: "Since you got this bronze mirror, you should have heard that from the troubadour, right? I was kicked out by Zeus." Olympus, because he was unwilling to give him the golden arrow."

golden arrow.

Although he captured the key words, Yacintos still acted calmly and nodded calmly: "That's what he said."

Hercules smiled wryly: "Then you should be able to guess that as long as the golden arrow is in my hands, this matter cannot be solved by being expelled from Mount Olympus."

He straightened up, his eyes fell to the tall and narrow window of the cabin, and his eyes became long.

He sighed and said: "When I was accepted by Zeus, ascended to Mount Olympus, and became Hercules, I never thought that such a day would come. At that time, I was immersed in glory, pride... all kinds of things that can make men dazzle and even married her daughter after reconciling with Hera."

To become a god and marry the daughter of the god king, he thought that everything was obtained by relying on his own strength and charisma.

Until one day Zeus suddenly called him into the temple and asked Hercules to hand over the golden arrow.

"I know that the golden arrow is special, it's hard to say." Hercules frowned, "It's not about how special its material is, but... tsk, how should I put it, it seems that there is a special law attached to it." From above, no matter who I shoot at or how many artifacts this person wears, the golden arrow will seriously injure him."

What a terrible thing this is, just like when he shot Hades with a golden arrow, if he wanted to kill him, it would probably lead to the fall of Hades.

Hercules rolled his eyes: "Since this is the case, it is even more impossible for me to hand over the golden arrow casually. What's more, it is handed over to Zeus. Everyone knows Zeus' character."

"So, the expulsion is just a superficial action. In fact, Zeus arranged a dark hand to kill people and loot after you leave Mount Olympus?" Hyacinthus guessed, "So you fled to the underworld?"

"There's still some ups and downs in the middle." Hercules poured himself a glass of wine, "Drinking, gambling, and gambling were all contracted during the escape after leaving Mount Olympus. I'm not bad. Fortunately, the person Zeus sent to deal with me was Hermes. He secretly released water many times, and finally stopped me once and said that Zeus couldn’t fool me anymore. But he can use his status as the messenger of the underworld to send me I'm sent to the underworld. The underworld is Hades' territory, even Zeus dare not continue to attack me."

Hercules smiled: "From this point of view, I still admire Hades. He knew that I had entered the underworld, but he never troubled me, and he never came to ask me for the golden arrow like Zeus did." He is indeed a big-hearted god, and I let him be so ashamed..."

He shook his head: "Zeus has never given up on the golden arrow. After I entered the underworld, he began to spread all kinds of stories about human heroes who defeated or deceived Hades and escaped from the underworld. I hope Hades will love me. You must kill me, or drive me out of the underworld. But in fact, I live here very safely, but I don’t dare to show too close to anyone, in case Zeus threatens my friend’s family who is still alive , wanting to take away the golden arrow."

Hyacinthus asked, "But I heard from those troubadours that you seem to have lost the golden arrow?"

Hercules took a deep breath, and then his expression became more frustrated and depressed: "Yes. I don't know how it happened, it's like... well, it's hard to describe. I can't even remember from that day In the beginning, the golden arrow was lost. It's not normal, you know? Because the golden arrow is so important, I check it every day, but I really can't tell, when did it disappear? Why? I just vaguely feel that it should be separated from it in the underworld, but I just can’t find it.”

He took another sip of his wine and waved his hands in a dispirited way: "Why am I telling you this? Forget it. Don't worry about it, and don't come to me. I'll break this bronze mirror later. For you For the sake of my family members who are still alive, please don’t contact me in the future.”

Before Jacintos could speak, cracks appeared on the surface of the bronze mirror, and then shattered into powder.Obviously, Hercules destroyed the bronze mirror on the spot with great action, leaving no room for it.

"..." Yacintos looked down at his hand covered with copper powder, paused for a moment, then stretched it in the direction of A-Ka confidently, "Wipe it for me."

"?" Aka's expression seemed to be a little unresponsive, and there was some doubt in the slightly surprised eyes.

After all, Hyacintos has been very polite since the previous conversation with hands and feet. Until today, he held his hand and asked him to help wipe his hands, just like before the conversation.

But he didn't ask, and didn't repeat the old story. He just pursed his thin lips slightly, raised his hand to put on the glove, took the hand from Jacintos, and wiped it carefully with his thick black eyelashes hanging down. .

Jacintos's mood suddenly brightened, and he almost wrote his joy on his face.

"According to what Hercules said, even if we stay in the underworld for another half a month, we may not be able to find the golden arrow." Hyacinthus had a serious face, but his fingers moved slightly, and the index finger of his right hand slightly hooked. , fingertip across A-Ka's palm.

Hatefully separated by a thin layer of gloves.

Hyacinthos glanced down at the pale white translucent gloves, which was very unpleasant.

As expected, A-Ka's hand froze for a moment, then he raised his eyes suddenly, and was about to step back.

"Hiss... I just had a muscle in my wrist, I'm sorry." Hyacinthos put on a face, like a sanctimonious pervert, "Where did you just say? Oh, I can't find the golden arrow. Since If that's the case, then there's no reason to stay any longer."

Aka was successfully deceived: "Are you going to leave today? Have you found the materials for forging the artifact?"

"Well," Yacintos lazily tapped a pomegranate that looked like a big black fountain beside the chair with his chin, "it's a great material for delivery, why not use it?"

Even above the Styx River, there is no underworld breath so strong that it almost condenses into a solid body.

No wonder Persephone became the god of Hades after eating the pomegranate, and was forced to stay in the underworld for four months every year.

Yacintos doubted whether Hades had planted the pomegranate, or if it was bad, he had to irrigate it with his divine power from time to time.It is estimated that even if Poseidon's divine power tree is here, it is almost the same power.

Hyacinthus was thinking about his own plan, and looked at Aka, who was pure and easy to deceive, lovingly, thinking that there was a step in the plan that was supposed to be seductive and seductive. If he wanted to let Aka see it, he might feel sad. When the plan was implemented Still have to tune him out...

"Simple" Aka: "Oh. What's the effect of forging? It's not good if you still have a body after death, but you can also deal with it later."

Hyacinthus: "?!?"