spartan ancestor

Yacintos was speechless for a second, silently looking at Charon.

Really?You see a living person riding a horse and jumping onto your boat to escape from the underworld, and there are chasing soldiers behind him. Is this your reaction?

He touched his empty belt: "I don't have any silver coins, can I write a few more words for you?"

Charon reluctantly refused: "No, it's a principle that you can only ferry if you give money."

Hyacinthus: "..."

I don't quite understand your principles.

Hyacinthus hurriedly looked behind him, and the underworld soldiers were getting closer and closer.

But when he was captured by Beauty God, he just got up from the bed and didn't take the money bag at all.

He glanced at the boat pole in the ferryman's hand, and was about to call A-Ka to do it, but the troubadours on the boat raised their hands enthusiastically:

"I'll give silver! I'll give silver! Row!"

"Row up, Charon! Send our treasured Highness to a new chapter!"

"Oh that's great, when it's time to write a new chapter, can we put our names in it? Don't stare at me old man, I promise 'Charon the Good Ferryman' will also be written, I can put Our names make a beautiful poem."

The silver coins "jingling bells" poured down, and were scooped up by this group of mercenary-born troubadours who were still crazy and reckless even with their lyres, and threw them on the boat.

Charon held the boat pole, and as soon as he supported the shore, the ferry quickly moved away from the river bank.

Hyacinthos was a little confused to see that the ghosts on the shore also cheered and jumped up. Several ghosts dressed as wealthy businessmen generously threw silver coins at the ferry as if they were worthless, splashing on the wooden boards like a small piece of silver rain. Some rolled under people's feet, some rolled into the surging Styx, but no one cared.

The troubadours picked up their musical instruments and sang songs to pray for safety, while the dead souls on the shore jumped up and waved at him and shouted:

"Go! Your Highness! Take away the hearts of more gods!"

"No, no, no, don't listen to them, you need a lover who will be with you wholeheartedly, and you must find someone who can live a stable life, you know!"

"No, what they said is wrong, follow your heart! Your happiness is the most important thing! I will always support you!"

Hyacinthus: "..."

Okay, I can't understand how these people sound so parental.

But this did not prevent Jacintos from attacking them back and expressing his thanks with a smile.

The soldiers from the underworld who were chasing were forced to stop in front of the river Styx, and the leading soldier stood on the bank and cursed Charon: "You have lost your mind! You actually helped the queen of the underworld to betray our majesty!"

Charon just stuffed the cloth strip signed by Yacinthus into his belt, and turned his face to the soldier, his expression was not as smiling as when he was facing Yacinthus, he had a straight face, and the folds added to the coldness and sternness : "Has Your Majesty officially married him? Without him, he is not the queen of the underworld. Is he dead? If not, he is alive. It is my duty as a ferryman to ferry the dead souls to the underworld and send the living back to the other side of the river." —as long as he gives the silver."

The leader stomped his feet angrily: "When have you ever successfully sent a living person back to the other side? The only Heracles who left the underworld alive is also because he stopped at the gate of hell and never set foot on the river Styx."

Charon remained unwavering: "The ferry is my duty, success or failure has nothing to do with fulfilling my responsibilities."

The boat poles penetrated deep into the turbulent river, pushing the ferry to the opposite bank quickly.

The closer to the center, Charon's expression became more tense, and his nervousness was transmitted to everyone on board, even the ex-mercenaries who enjoyed the thrills and excitement couldn't help holding their instruments and circling around Hyacinths, Singing the song of sailors praying for safety, he gestured for Hyacinthus to pray along with his eyes.

"May our ship pass through this crazy water safely..." Hyacinthus felt that it was incredible that these old enemies could do this for him, especially if the ship really capsized, they would also suffer. , so after being pulled a few times by some of them, he also sang a few lines, "There is no wind to disturb the sails, Scylla please continue to sleep..."

He was distracted thinking, would there still be sea monsters like Scylla in the Styx?Wait, is the Styx the sea?

The ferry was cruising quickly in the turbulent waves. I don’t know if their prayers worked or the god of luck favored them. When the troubadours began to sing the sailor’s song for the second time, the ferry made a soft "click" , the bow gently attached to the river bank.

The mercenaries were stunned for a moment, and then burst into wild laughter. Hyacinthus pulled the reins, and the steed leaped lightly onto the river bank.

In order not to waste time, Hyacinthus did not stop to thank you, but raised his hand and waved it behind him, raised his voice and shouted to thank you formally when I return to the underworld, and then urged the horse to gallop in the direction of the gate of hell .

So he didn't see Charon's expression behind him.

"..." The horses ran away, and the ferryman was still standing on the stern in a daze, out of tune with the troubadours who were singing and dancing around him, who were better off drinking than drinking.

Charon was a little unresponsive.

That's right, he was the one who agreed with Hyacinthus to board the ship, and he was the one who refuted the soldiers with righteous words.

But to be honest, even though he hoped in his heart, he never imagined that he could actually send Hyacinthus to the other side of the river safely.

He has been ferrying in the underworld for such a long time, and for such a long time, he has never sent a living person successfully.

He has seen too many humans jumping on his ferry in a hurry. The first half of the journey was calm, and these humans began to relax until they reached the middle of the river—some even almost reached the shore, and the ferry shook a few times unsupported. Throwing screaming people into the rushing waters of the River Styx.

Sometimes he even felt that the "return journey" he encountered occasionally was like a tragicomedy with a doomed ending.

The playwright may be standing in a certain stand, admiring the characters under his manipulation for the first time, weeping with joy, and then at the last second, Shi Shiran reaches out and smashes the hope.

But did His Royal Highness Baobao really set foot on the river bank safely?Charon stretched his neck and looked towards the direction where Jacintos's back was going away. The sense of unreality lingered for a moment, and the joy came out from the bottom of his heart belatedly.

He rarely showed a kind smile to the dead souls who were about to board the boat: "One silver coin crosses the river once. Don't try to pick up the silver coins on the boat. They are all for my ferry fee, and you can't pick them up."

Unwilling ghosts rushed forward to snatch the silver coins on the ship, but the silver coins were like decorations stuck to the ship, and they couldn't get them off no matter how hard they tried. Instead, they fell into the River Styx and were swallowed by the turbulent vortex.

None of these little disturbances could affect Charon's good mood until a few dark feathers floated down from the ferry.

A figure wrapped in black cloth spread its wings and passed over Charon's head, and the voice of the sleeping god Hypnos gradually faded away: "You shouldn't let him go, Charon."

The carnival of the troubadours paused for a moment, looking at each other in bewilderment, but Charon slightly clenched the boat poles and looked at the sleeping god Hypnos who was going away.

Damn fate.

He had already crossed the River Styx, and even he began to rejoice, thinking that this time he finally succeeded in escorting a living person back to the shore, but the result was still not good?

Hypnos' divine power, even the gods can't resist it, so what about Hyacinthus who is a human being?

at the same time.

In the sky of the underworld, Hypnos was hovering like an eagle, scanning the land below.

After collapsing from the gate of hell, the three-headed dog Cerberus was locked in the dog cage of Hades Hall for self-reflection. Now it is the soldiers of the underworld who guard the portal from the underworld to the human world.

Since Hypnos had already led people through the fork in the road guarded by the Minotaurs, Hypnos didn't think the soldiers stationed at the gate of hell could stop Hyacinthus, he had to stop the Queen of the Underworld in front of the gate of hell. OK.

Fortunately, this matter is not difficult, he only needs to find the queen of the underworld, and then gently blow in the direction of the other party, sending the divine power of sleep, and the other party will fall into a deep sleep irresistibly.

Hypnos swooped down and saw galloping horses on the path near the gate of hell.

He fixed his eyes precisely on Hyacinthus who was sitting in front, and according to his plan, he blew lightly...

"?" Hypnos looked strangely at Hyacinthus who was riding the horse instead, galloping more happily.

what's the situation?Not right?

It shouldn't be, he has been doing sleep-aiding work for so many years. When Tartarus was so annoyed by Zeus throwing "garbage" into the abyss every three days, he also asked him to help him sleep.

Hypnos didn't believe in evil, and breathed out the power of the sleeping god again.

"Ah!" Hyacinthus sneezed on the horse, feeling the chill behind his ears.

He didn't pay much attention, and just patted Aka's thigh with his backhand: "I'll leave the unavoidable soldiers to you, just pick them up and fly."

There is only one way from the underworld to the human world, but after passing through the gate of hell, there are dozens of possibilities waiting for them.

Hyacinthus didn't know where they would arrive after passing through the gate of hell. It might be Sparta, or it might be Macedonia, which was confronting the Persian army.

He withdrew his hand and stroked the mane of the steed, not intending to take this long-distance runner out of the gate of hell.

This horse arrived at the Elysees after death, and it is more suitable for him to stay in the underworld than to let him go out to endure the scorching sun.

During the gallop, Hyacinthus pulled out the cloth strip stuffed in his belt, tied it to the saddle, reined in the reins suddenly before crossing the gate of hell, and grabbed Aka's hand: "Jump!"

"Clang!" The scimitar drew a cold waning moon in A-Ka's hand, cutting off the weapons swung by the soldiers of the underworld.

The next moment, the two of them flew out from their horses towards the gate of hell, crashing into the darkness.

In the darkness, Hyacinthus could feel Akka stretching out his arms to surround him as before when he was thrown down by the moon god. sunlight.

Inside the gates of hell.

Sleeping God Hypnos finally recovered from the shock, flapped his wings and landed, grabbed the reins of the horse that was dazedly hooving on the ground in front of the gate of hell, and saw a cloth strip: "With this horse... you can exchange artifacts." One piece?"

If before today, Hypnos might still be amused when he saw this strip of cloth, thinking that the queen of the underworld would really be joking, how could human beings forge an artifact, and even if they could, how powerful would it be?

But right now, His Majesty Hades is still lying in the palace without opening his eyes; his power of sleep can make Tartarus fall asleep, but it is useless to Hyacinthus...

Hypnos looked at the gate of hell for a while, and rubbed the horse's head: "Okay, you are covered by someone."

When he ran away, he even thought about taking care of a horse. It seems that His Majesty Hades is unlikely to be in trouble.

·

Hyacinthos' luck is not bad, but good or bad.

They landed neither in their hometown of Sparta nor in Macedonia, which was in turmoil, but on an island called Euboia.

Compared with Sparta, this island is closer to Athens. It is located in the north of Athens, across the sea from Athens.

Its area is quite large, at least among the many islands dotted in the Mediterranean Sea, it is considered a relatively large island.But this also means that there will be more pirates wandering around the island.

"Hmm..." Yacintos looked at the sailors who passed by, wrinkled his nose slightly because of the salty smell on the other party's body, and smashed Aka, "Why didn't you think of selling the commercial line?" to here?"

He had already put on the mask that had been idle for a long time, and put away the red cloak. He took off the red clothes he was wearing and changed into ordinary clothes with the shepherd, so that he was able to disguise himself as an ordinary passerby and walk on the Uboya road.

A-Ka seemed to be thinking of something else, and his body tensed up a little.

Yacintos realized this when his elbow touched the opponent's strong abdominal muscles, and turned up the evil humor after a long absence: "I'm asking you something, what were you thinking just now? Huh? Is it... Is there anything you want to say?" I said?"

If he really wanted to say something, what A-Ka wanted to say was to admit his identity, but Hyacinthus hadn't told him the truth yet, so he was a little curious about what A-Ka was thinking, so he simply lied to him.

Aka pursed his lower lip, then frowned in displeasure and said, "I was thinking about those fruits before. At that time, I didn't pay attention to the question you asked, and I asked the maid to bring it back when I got it. Now think about it." You should be more vigilant, it is very likely that there is some kind of cover-up."

"..." To be honest, if you don't mention this topic, it will be over. Yacintos nodded in agreement, "That's it?"

Aka frowned: "What else?"

There are too many, such as who are you, why are you possessed by A-Ka, is it because you like me...

Jacintos looked at Aka for a while, and felt that this guy would not answer questions, and he might scare people away when he opened his mouth: "It's nothing. I don't know if I can find news about Macedonia here. Submit a letter."

He pretended nothing had happened and continued to walk forward. After a few steps, Aka said in a calm tone: "... I remembered that there is a mercenary point here. It's just that everyone is on a mission now, and there should be no one in the stronghold." .But they tamed the eagle. If you want to send a letter, I can use the eagle whistle to call the eagle."

"..." Yacinthos looked at A-Ka meaningfully again.

Oh, just remembered that there are mercenary points here.

In the last second, you couldn't remember that there is a stronghold of your association on Uboya Island, but in the next second, you know that they are all on missions?

Jacintos raised his chin slightly: "You call."

He wanted to see, A-Ka's clothes had no pockets from top to bottom, where did those gloves and whistles come from?

"..." A-Ka's expression became slightly tense again, but it was even more indifferent when it appeared on his face.

But Hyacinthus had already seen through everything, and stared at A-Ka without blinking.

Oh, no more.Didn't expect me to stare at you all of a sudden, right?

Hyacinthus inexplicably took some kind of weird pleasure, coughed dryly, and had to turn his face sideways and raised his hand to slightly cover his mouth, so as to cover his overly obvious smile.

Without looking back, Hyacinthus could feel the people around him suddenly relax, and then there was the sound of fabric rustling, as if someone really looked for the eagle whistle for a while, and then the whistle came .

Yacintos covered his mouth for a while before he managed to manage the somewhat out-of-control expression. He looked at the eagle whistle in Aka's hand solemnly and showed surprise: "Where did you find it? There is a hidden bag in your clothes." nothing."

Aka's face was sullen, and through the seemingly indifferent appearance, Yacintos seemed to be able to see that the other party was frantically turning his brain: "In the sleeve."

"..." I wanted to laugh again, so I held back.Hyacinthus had to turn his face sideways again, pretended to cough a few times, and then held back his smile, as well as his tumbling, wanting to chase after him and pretending to be surprised, "Oh my God, can you hide it for me, how do you do it?" There is no bulge" full of bad water.

The timely landing of the goshawk saved the two people present. Jacintos calmed down a little, found a tavern at random, and asked the boss who was dozing on the counter for a pen and paper. Pushing open the door, he sat down at the nearby table cursingly:

"Damn the Persians! I used to have a big business with Athens, but those Persians messed up Macedonia! Well now, my timber business is ruined."

"Then don't transport Macedonian timber. Youboa Island is also rich in timber, as well as cattle and red copper... as long as you are diligent enough, you can do any business."

"Go away, those sissy nobles in Athens want Macedonian wood. And haven't you heard? Persia is not just playing around like before, and dispatched a fleet."

"What? Wouldn't it be safe for merchant ships in the future?"

"..." Hyacinthus frowned, dismissed the idea of ​​telling his brother that he would return to Sparta immediately, and wrote instead:

[Brother, see Xin'an.

I don't know if you have received Apollo's message, but now I have left the underworld.I am currently on the island of Euboea and have heard news of the Persian fleet.

Sparta's army is invincible, but it has always been lacking in naval warfare. Even the ships in the fleet are quite old.Uboya Island is surrounded by the sea, and there are many sea trades. I want to stay here for a while to see if I can get a sea alliance.

And, there are a few blueprints attached to the letter, which were researched by Vulcan for the mining workers when I was a guest at Hephaestus, the god of fire, and can be shown to the artisans in the city-state. 】

Hyacinthus touched the goshawk squatting by his hand, looking at him with dead fish eyes, tied up the letter, and then went to the window of the tavern with the goshawk crouching with the hen, and let it fly out.

"Would you like something to drink?" A-Ka walked up to him, "I brought silver coins."

"..." Yacintos' dull calculation was interrupted immediately, and he looked back at Aka, "Then why did you—"

Why not take it out?It also asked the troubadours to raise money for charity.

Originally, Hyacinthus wanted to ask this question, but then he immediately recalled that Aka was actually not inactive at the time, he had already drawn out the knife, and it was obviously the same plan as him, preparing to hijack the ship, it was really troubadours Too enthusiastic, killing the piracy of the two at the beginning.

"..." Jacintos closed his mouth, his eyes glanced at the money bag in A-Ka's hand, and then at his cuff.

There's no way this thing could be tucked up a sleeve at first glance, does anyone realize?

Hyacinthus raised his eyes to look at A-Ka, originally intending to make fun of it, but saw "someone" frowning and asking, "Are you really thirsty? You just coughed a lot."

Aka's brows were all wrinkled and fighting together. He didn't realize what his behavior had exposed. He just stared at Hyacinthos with disapproving eyes, trying to make him change his mind and be a good boy who loves to drink water.

"..." Yacintos has always been soft and not hard, and he softened unconsciously under this look, and raised his hand in surrender, "Okay, I want to drink a cup of hot water."

Aka's brows immediately relaxed, and he turned to the tavern owner to ask for a big glass of hot water, even though I was in a tavern.

Hyacinthus sat back at the table, propped his chin to look at A-Ka's back, and unconsciously touched the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

Is this kind of concern also feigned?

Can he even classify this as liking?

If so, then why didn't Aka tell him the truth, because he showed resistance to the gods, is there a precedent for Apollo?

"Ping!"

A sea cup that was supposed to hold wine but was filled with water was placed in front of Hyacinthus by Akka.

Yacintos took a visual inspection, and the cup was too big to fit his entire face: "..."

Am I a buffalo... Hyacinthus' protest was submerged under Aka's gaze, so he could only take a sip from his cup resignedly, and then said after considering, "You know... after getting to know Hephaestus , I don’t think you can kill all the gods with one shot. In fact, it might be good to have one or two god friends? Moreover, some deception, if it’s a good deception, or for the sake of loving such a beautiful relationship... Actually, it’s not impossible forgive?"

Hyacinthus cast a suggestive look at Akka.

"..." Aka, who had just sat down with his eyelashes down, suddenly raised his eyes.

What do you mean?

What is "good deception" and "beautiful feelings of love"?

...Yasin wants to forgive Apollo? !

Aka's face turned cold: "Impossible. Be sober, well-intentioned deception is also deception, and those gods don't deserve your forgiveness."

Hyacinthus: "..."

what.

At this moment, besides nodding, what else could he say?