spartan ancestor

What the hell kind of request is that?Aka's slightly weird eyes seemed to be conveying these words.

There was a slight change in his expression, which was difficult to describe, and Jacintos automatically interpreted it as "speechless" and "poor."

The latter should be more, because more than half a month ago, after Aka was rescued and returned to the hospital, he went to accept the "graduation ceremony".

As the last class, he didn't have an inch of good skin on his back when he came home. He fell into a high fever coma that night and woke up the next day. Aka happened to witness the whole process.

If that kind of injury can't force the tears out of his lacrimal glands, then "making him cry" is really a big chore.

I don't know if he was aware of the severity of the task. Aka didn't speak for a while. When Hycintos began to consider whether to change the subject, he turned around silently, left the room, and came back with an onion after a while.

Hyacinthus: "? I'm not hungry, and it's a raw onion."

Aka tightened his fingers expressionlessly, and the poor onion was immediately squeezed to the point of dripping with juice, and then he brought his hand close to Jacintos' eyes.

Hyacinthus: "I don't—? Wait, I feel something."

After a while, Yacintos grabbed Aka's clothes and wiped away Sheng's tears: "What kind of magical herb did you put on it?"

"..." Aka retrieved his clothes and handed Jacintos a clean handkerchief. His tone was indifferent, which was similar to when he mocked Apollo before, "Anyone who knows how to cook knows that cutting raw onions when I cry."

Hyacinthus: "..."

He slowly buried his head in the handkerchief, leaving only the back of his head for A-Ka.

A-Ka waited for a while, but didn't see any movement on the back of the head: "...Your Highness?"

He couldn't help but reflect for a moment, was his taunt just now really that powerful?How could Yacintos feel embarrassed with his thick skin?

Hyacinthus waved at him: "Give me a new handkerchief."

Oh, how could a thick-skinned person know how to be embarrassed.Aka helped Yacintos change a handkerchief, and after a while, his brows began to frown: "After staying away from onion juice, you should stop crying after a while. I didn't know you would have such a big reaction?"

Yacintos covered his face with a new handkerchief, then took it off: "Maybe it's the first time I've been exposed to this, and I'm not used to it." He opened his eyes hard, and put the last bit of tears back into his eyes, "Okay , Now it seems that the kind of tears before is not something you can have if you want to."

Thick-skinned and ignorant of embarrassment, with red and swollen eyes, Hyacinthus continued the topic nonchalantly: "This road won't work. I'll try to see if the light ball that was forced on me can be used. Is it the divine power of Apollo? .”

There was a sound of dog paws scratching the door in the cubicle in the corner.

Apollo showed a pair of eyes above the crack of the door, wide open: "You can't—you can't use my godhead!"

No one paid attention to him, Yacintos closed his eyes, recalled the feeling when the light ball was stuffed into his chest before, and held back for a long time: "..."

He silently changed his posture and lay down on the bed, so as not to keep this upright movement reminding him of constipation.

I don't know how long it took, but it was long enough for Apollo to build up a new wave of confidence, and shouted triumphantly, "I just said, not just anyone can use my godhead", and only a gleam of light came from Hyacinthus. The chest spread out.

Like the hazy twilight that adorns the top of Parnon in the early morning, this smear gradually expands and intensifies, and finally envelops Hyacinthus.

"Very good," Hyacinthus jumped to the front of the bronze mirror, looked around, and nodded, "Now we can save firewood at night."

He is now like a large walking ball of light.

Hyacinthus: "Is there no other use?"

Apollo is there again scratching the door, making "only I can unleash its true power" kind of opinion.

Yacintos went back to the bed and sat down, took a bite of the honey cake, and said in a casual tone, "Oh. Are you starting to compete with me who can better grasp your godhead?"

"..." The puppy Gou Suo on the other side of the door was obedient and quiet for a moment.

Yacintos looked away, and took a big bite at the honey cake, feeling a little depressed.

In fact, he exaggerated a bit.Even though he had successfully blocked Apollo's mouth, he had to admit that when he used Apollo's godhead, he did have a very subtle feeling.

This feeling of incompatibility is very strong. In short, it leaves a clear impression in my heart that "this is not my thing, and it is not suitable for me".

And the light didn't last long, it went out after he finished eating the cake.

"How does it taste?" A-Ka's eyes seemed to be able to pass through the dazzling light cluster, and fell on him straight and focused.

Jacintos thought about it, and the taste of the honey cake was really sweet, so most of the depression in his heart dissipated unconsciously: "It's great." He couldn't help complaining, "It's just too small, this is the 20 yuan I saved. year's birthday."

Aka received the suggestive eyes of Yacintos "so it is worth a cake twenty times bigger", and built a wall of rebound with indifference: "When I went to learn how to make cakes, the cook specially emphasized that you should not eat too much at one time." Polysaccharides, to avoid toothache."

Hyacinthus wanted to have a softer moment, when there was a slight movement from the outer courtyard: "...Wait, I seem to hear someone crying?"

"..." Aka nodded silently, proving that Jacintos heard correctly.

Opening the door and pulling out the limp dog, Jacintos walked to the haystack in the yard following the sound, and found a group of black laborers who stayed up all night and gathered to wipe their tears at the moon: "What's wrong?"

Considering the special day today, Yacintos frowned halfway through the question.

The little girl from before was taken aback: "Your Highness! You, why did you come out without raising a torch?"

Yacintos raised his eyebrows: "And wait to be discovered by you? Tell me, what's wrong."

The black laborers became flustered, wiping away their tears, saying it was okay and saying it was okay, listening to what they said in a mess.

Yacintos had expected this, and his gaze swept around the crowd, and he precisely fixed on the little girl who was trying to shrink back: "Tana."

The little girl covered her face suddenly, and there was no silver 300 liang here and she declared with a guilty conscience: "I don't know! Don't ask me!"

She racked her brains and wanted to make up something more, "Actually, we have had the custom of worshiping the wolf god under the moon since ancient times", and the thin wrist was firmly grasped, and gently pulled away.

The approaching face of Hyacinthos came into view unexpectedly, under the moonlight, it was so perfect that it seemed to be pecked and kissed by the creator nostalgicly, her mind was empty, like a sailor who heard the song of the siren, she said dizzily: "They His family members were injured. Originally, on the day when the Governor changed his post, even if there was no host to hide, everyone would find a hidden place to hide. But this year His Royal Highness Cleo and His Excellency the Governor personally led a team to encircle and suppress several The hiding place that has been safe in previous years... Although their family members escaped by chance, they were seriously injured, and without medicine, they would definitely not survive for two days in such a hot summer!"

Yacintos looked at Aka subconsciously: "The medicine on my side——"

Aka: "No more." He looked coldly at the shy Apollo, his eyes could not be called friendly, "The last point was just used up by him."

Apollo was so stared at by the black laborers that he even shrank his neck: "I... I was injured too!"

This should have made sense, but he was a little guilty.

When he applied the medicine before, he felt the pain was unbearable, so after applying one layer of medicine, he dug out the medicine jar and applied a few more layers on the wound. According to the amount, it could supply at least three or four more people.

Hyacinthus also thought of this, his eyes turned cold, and he turned to Apollo.

Apollo almost covered his head: "Yes... I'm sorry, that, I can't buy it, or can I ask His Majesty Una to borrow it?"

Aka frowned.

Not every doctor is reliable, and a large number of "doctors" seek money in the name of gods and some bad treatments.

The herbal medicine used by Hyacinthus is rare and effective, but the formula is only in the hands of the priests of the Temple of Apollo, and it is equally distributed to every Spartan after it is made every year. Even His Majesty Una can only use it according to the rules. Grab an extra copy.

Because of Yacintos' training, His Majesty Una had already given Yacintos all the medicines that he had received this year. Even if he borrowed it now, His Majesty Una would not be able to bring out the medicine.

Hyacinthus' eyes fell on Apollo, stayed for a moment, and narrowed his eyes: "Are you really sorry?"

Apollo nodded quickly.

"Very good," Yacintos dragged his voice, "I just remembered a place where there is a steady stream of herbs, and even the formula can be obtained."

Apollo reacted slowly and said: "Wh-oh!"

Where is there a steady stream of medicinal herbs, and the formula of medicinal herbs?

- Temple of Apollo.

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At midnight, the priest finished his last prayer and half closed the door of the temple.

Along the long corridor, he came to a resting place specially prepared for priests.

The area of ​​the rest area is not large, and it is simply divided into several rooms.Walking into the room, several companions have already settled down and are sitting by the bed talking:

"So when His Royal Highness Cleo came down, you weren't there? Then you didn't see him look like a ghost, and yelled at me that there was evil in that suit of heavy armor, and asked me to use the holy fire to drive it away?"

"What the hell, I heard that the heavy armor cost His Majesty Kesang a lot of money."

"That's right, I don't think Apollo will show his powers when faced with a set of ordinary armor. The thing goes into the furnace, and if it's gone, it's gone. But His Royal Highness Cleo didn't listen to my advice at all, and pushed the armor forward by himself. went into the fire."

"Tsk, it sounds more like His Royal Highness Cleo who is possessed by evil spirits. He broke into the Temple of Apollo at such a late hour just to destroy a set of heavy armor bought with a lot of money."

"Isn't it? But then I figured out what was going on. After His Royal Highness Cleo left, the daughter-in-law of the old Leo's family next door came to bring him supper. Her husband was a soldier, and he just finished his mission and left the barracks." Come back. I heard that this story has spread throughout the barracks——His Royal Highness Hyacinthus, who we always thought was flamboyant and accomplished nothing, turned out to be hiding his clumsiness. Tonight, under the witness of the Governor, he severely defeated the heavily armored Your Highness Cleo! I think, His Highness Cleo wants to destroy the heavy armor, not because there is really evil in it, but because His Highness Hyacinthus is afraid... Oh, Apollo! What is that?! "

The discussion of the priests was interrupted by the dazzling light coming from the main hall. They jumped up from the bed almost instantly, facing the light, their brains went blank for a while, and their bodies rushed to the main hall before their rationality.

On the top of the tall statue of Apollo, a group of brilliant light sat on it, illuminating the whole temple like daytime.

"Oh, Apollo..." One of the priests first sighed subconsciously, and then suddenly realized, "God! It's the glorious and majestic Apollo!"

The priests panicked for a moment. Although they believed in gods, had they ever seen a miracle in their life?Some knelt down with a plop, and some ran to the altar in a staggered manner, lifting the offerings high.

Jacintos slipped up Apollo, who was so moved and wanted to open his mouth on the spot: "What do you want to do?"

"..." Apollo was pinched by the back of the neck, his feet were dangling in the air, and he didn't even dare to move, turning his eyes and looking down in horror.

The statue of Apollo is seven or eight meters high, and there is a two-meter-high base underneath. Standing on the top of the statue and looking down, the ground looks so far away, and it would be ugly to fall.

Hyacinthus whispered in Apollo's face, "Do you think I'm here to take you to worship?"

Apollo's tears were about to come out, and he looked sadly at the believers who were in a mess under his eyes, who didn't know that the god they really believed in was being hijacked by others: "Actually...you can leave me in the yard and let Aka take care of me." .”

Yacintos smiled: "You are so considerate. I have to promise you with emotion. As long as I can do it, I will give priority to keeping you by my side and take care of it myself. Unless there is no other way, I will let others do it for me."

Apollo: "..."

No need, really no need...

Hyacinthus took out from the back of his waist the green leaves of the vines that he had just slipped into the temple and plucked outside the window, and dropped them to the ground.

The green leaves are small, but wrapped in light, like a starlight left by the gods, the priests immediately rushed up to catch it, and took a closer look: "...Do you want the herbs and all the formulas we have? "

The god on the top of the statue stood still without making a sound, and the doubts that arose in the hearts of the priests were quickly overwhelmed by panic and excitement: "No problem! Let's go get it right away!"

Apollo tremblingly watched the priest below quickly go to the back warehouse to get the medicine and load it into the car, and carefully rubbed his feet on the top of his idol's head: "Is it alright?"

Hyacinthus looked at the fruits served by one of the priests: "Did you know? These fruits are extremely precious. They were traded across the ocean by caravans organized by the frontier people. Not only are they scarce in quantity, but they are also expensive. I can only eat a little once in a while to satisfy my hunger."

It's all here, right?