spartan ancestor

Yacintos raised his hand speechlessly and amusedly: "Don't, call me a thousand years old. I have interfered enough in this matter, and what kind of punishment Cupid will receive in the future is not for me to decide."

He hesitated for a moment, but finally he followed his will and said, "It's just out of selfishness, I hope he won't be punished too harshly."

The conversation of the Death Brothers in the previous life seems to be still in my ears, and the ruthlessness of Apollo in the words is in sharp contrast to Cupid's perseverance and trustworthiness.

He was still touched after all, but he knew that Cupid should be punished for a longer lesson, so as not to cause bad things with good intentions next time without planning and thoughtlessness: "——just to say. How to punish you or how to punish .”

He probably has the least say in this matter.

After all, in his previous life, he escaped directly from the underworld and reversed time. Hades' rules had been trampled to pieces by him long ago, and he is not much better in this life.

Aphrodite quickly increased her stake: "Cupid can still help with official duties. Now that there are so many affairs in the underworld, there is a shortage of such a man who loves to work."

"Hmm..." The people in the underworld, who were still thinking about how to punish Cupid, suddenly fell into inner conflict.

Hyacinthus had already turned out of the room to change his clothes. When he was arranging his cloak, he remembered the reincarnation gate mentioned by Vulcan before Cupid arrived.

"..." He hesitated and put down his hand, not knowing how to tell his mother and Aka that the Reincarnation Gate couldn't be realized.

This is just an extremely idealistic proposal, but Akka seems to want to realize it very much.

With Aka's enthusiasm for collecting public opinion from morning to night, it may give other people the illusion that this matter can be done with certainty, and they don't know that Reincarnation Gate cannot be realized. What would you think.

Thinking of this, Yacintos suddenly turned his feet towards the bed, planning to go to his mother to check on the situation and tell Aka about the Reincarnation Gate by the way.

…………

Queen Lutes usually lives in a gathering place on the grassland.

When Jacintos entered, there were still many girls playing in the courtyard. Fortunately, these girls were very shy, and they didn't come forward to talk to Jacintos.

Hyacinthus looked around the house before seeing the mother confronting a wolf cub in the bedroom.

Queen Lutes held the meat in her hand and squinted at the fluffy little gray balls: "Three plus five, how much is it?"

"..." Mao Tuanzi raised his head and blinked his eyes, and then, as if he didn't hear anything, he turned his head away and stretched out his little pink tongue to comb his over-fluffy, somewhat puffy fur.

Yacinthos was speechless: "Mother..."

Queen Lutes plucked the cub's short tail, plucked the cub's hair, threw the meat away, and stood up: "Why don't you leave? Sparta doesn't need you anymore? You are a big living person , what does it look like to stay in the underworld all day?"

Yacintos was helpless: "There are still some problems in the underworld that have not been dealt with, and I will go back when it is over. By the way, where is Aka? He has been collecting opinions from you for the past few days about the Reincarnation Gate. I just Why didn't you see him all the way?"

"He's been with me all the time?" Queen Lutes paused as she picked up the wolf cub and rubbed it, then looked at Jacintos, "He hasn't been here all the time. The collection of public opinions has been done long ago. I praised him for his high efficiency...he didn't come back to find you?"

"...No." Yacinto paused for a moment, "he has been sending records to the palace for the past few days, I thought he was busy here all the time. Originally, I came here to tell him that the matter of the Reincarnation Gate might not be possible. , tell him not to work in vain, who knows..."

Who knows that Aka is not what he thought.

Perhaps, he felt that A-Ka's hope that the Reincarnation Gate could be realized was just a false appearance that A-Ka showed him.

Perhaps, he was worried that A-Ka would be lost because of the news that the reincarnation gate could not be completed, but it was just his own wishful thinking.

Hyacinthus frowned slightly, not because of Aka's concealment, but because of some frustration.

Aka has done too much for him. Originally, he thought that Reincarnation Gate was a good opportunity, but it was rare that he could help Aka achieve what the other party expected, but Hephaestus told him that it couldn't be done.

And now, his mother told him that perhaps A-Ka didn't expect the Reincarnation Gate to come true as much as he thought.

Beside, Queen Lutes tossed the wolf cub again and again, baring out her baby teeth and biting Queen Lutes' palm hard.

Queen Lutes didn't care about the pain, Ren Xiaohuituanzi held her palm in his mouth and gritted his teeth: "What does this young man have to do with you? I heard rumors that you kicked Hades too? Now what is the preparation?" ...In short, you are alone again? Then this Aka is not bad."

Hyacinthus pulled back, a little funny: "I thought, when you heard that he was hiding something from me, you would be very angry and ask me to stay away from him and not trust me."

Is A-Ka so popular with the older generation?

Speaking of which, his father, His Majesty Una, also saw Aka for the first time, so he pointed to Aka and said that he was better than Apollo and more suitable to be a lover.

"When you reach my age, you will know once you die again." Queen Lutes said, "Secrets are not so important, everyone has secrets. You must strip people clearly and nakedly. , for people like us who hide too many thoughts, it is not conducive to getting along with each other."

Queen Lutes paused for a moment: "I said he was good because of the way he looked at you."

"Huh?" Yacintos froze for a moment.

Queen Lutes combed the little wolf's back slowly, and combed the little gray ball into a wolf cake again, sticking it on her knee: "I saw him when we were drinking in the palace. You probably Have you ever noticed the look in your eyes when he was standing behind you? Next time, you can find a mirror and try. That look... I am very familiar with it."

No one had ever shown her that look, but she had seen it in Una's eyes before.

At that time, Os's mother had not yet died, and Queen Lutes often passed the couple on the way home from falconry.

Una always walked behind that petite woman, and was silent most of the time, but his eyes fell on the person in front, as if he was expressing a love that no amount of words could express. Most of them belong to the strong protective desire of a mature and powerful man.

He followed behind the person in front, not like a Spartan king, but like a patron saint who belonged to only one person.

It was also the picture that made Queen Lutes, when her parents died a few years later and became an orphan with a huge fortune, she resolutely rejected a Spartan man who tried to marry her to obtain wealth, and married the troubled His Majesty Una.

Because she believes that a man who can show such eyes to a black laborer will not be shaken by her property. On the contrary, he will support her political views and become the most steadfast and powerful pawn on her chessboard.

Queen Lutes said lightly: "I have never understood love in my life, so I may not be able to say for sure. But I think your father will probably say the same when he sees him. His eyes... Una probably also saw It happened many times. Just when he woke up every morning and washed himself in front of the bronze mirror."

That kind of... Knowing that his lover is fragile and delicate, so the determination and belief to firmly protect his lover is probably the driving force behind His Majesty Una's stepping into the meeting hall every morning when facing the Senate and nobles.

Queen Lutes shrugged: "Before I died, I probably cared about my children, but now that I die in the Elysee, I think that's the case. You two may be quite complementary. It seems that you each take your own Putting it on the role of protector? It's also good, one-way protection is always fragile, just look at Una's failed love. Both sides are equally strong, at least when there is a problem, there is no one who is whose That's the weakness."

"Mother." Jacintos was a little dumbfounded.

There was a small call from the girls outside the door: "It's Aka, he's here again."

Before the discussion was over, Aka stopped at the door with his long legs: "Why are you here? What are you talking about?"

Yacintos took a deep look at Aka, who had a pale face, and then at his mother: "Is it hurting my father's love?"

Aka: "...??"

·

Although Mingta has been exhausted under the torment of various official documents since she grew up with her highnesses, today is undoubtedly the most exhausting time for her.

Threatened by the arrow of the god of love, he buried himself in his official duties, escaped from the claws of the vicious dog, and finally learned that the few highnesses in the palace were really gods themselves... God!Did she actually point at the god of fire and the god of beauty to scold her for being ugly? !

After repeated twists and turns, after returning home, Mingta didn't even have the strength to go around the dining table to get himself a piece of bread.

Therefore, she didn't notice that there seemed to be one more person in the house, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was different from the past.

"Snapped!"

After Mingta's room door was closed, the Mizusawa fairies who were sitting neatly at the table burst into whispers:

"Look! I just explained that the tower must have suffered a lot of grievances in the palace, and today he didn't even notice anyone from the house."

"Yeah, I don't know how that Hyacinthus spoiled her. Look at Mingta's miserable appearance! That Hyacinthus also let His Royal Highnesses Thanatos and Hypnos spread the word. He is Entering the palace by relying on his working ability... If this is the case, why should he have trouble with a little girl like Mingta?"

"That's right, right?"

One of the water fairies pushed the man beside her and cursed angrily, "Are you dumb? Why don't you say a word?"

The troubadour scratched his head "uh": "I—I think that His Majesty is also a king in the world after all, so it's unlikely that he would do such a thing, right?"

The water fairies all changed their faces: "You are still on the side of Yacinthos! I see you don't want to get along with my sister!"

"Okay, okay," the troubadour waved his hands in surrender, coaxing tactfully, "After all, you are the family of the person involved, and you may know more than me. What do I know? I'm just a bad storyteller."

He didn't want to get involved in this trouble.

However, with the narrow personality of the young majesty, he can take the initiative to talk about his own stories with them, and let them modify and play at will. Maybe the "trouble" planned by these fairies, His Majesty Jacintos didn't put it at all. In my eyes, maybe I still find it quite interesting.

Only then were the water fairies satisfied, and quickly stood up from the table, gathered around the door of Mingta's room, and knocked on the door carefully: "Mingta, can you come out and talk?"

After a while, the door opened with a creak, and Mingta put his face behind the door weakly: "What's the matter?"

The water fairies couldn't help but become more worried, and the chatterbox immediately opened up:

"We all know what happened to you in the palace! How could that Hyacinthus torment you like this? We have been trying to help you find a way to fight back."

"Yes, yes, come out and listen, we have prepared a lot of ways!"

"For example, as long as one drop of the three-headed dog's saliva is dropped into the river Styx, we will use divine power to cover up the stench, trick Hyacinthus into drinking it, and he will have bad breath for a long time! Maybe he can do it himself. Getting dizzy by myself—"

"Damn it!" Mingta couldn't help but instinctively pushed the door, and the seldom-speaking swear words slipped out of his mouth, and the sister's words frightened everyone who was tired and frightened, "Stop! No, shut up! Don't Think about it, Queen of the Underworld—Hycinthus is good to me—”

She originally wanted to say that she was treated well, but thinking about the mountain of official documents, she was a little bit at a loss for words, so she had to change her words sadly: "It's very important, what nonsense are you talking about to torment me."

Sad tears flowed down my stomach.You know what a fart, it's not just me who is tormenting, even His Majesty Pluto can't escape the claws.

Yacintos was kind to her, and allowed her to go home and rest every night. Think about His Majesty Hades and the God of Death who are still in the palace.

The water fairies were very suspicious: "Your tone doesn't sound like it's true. Besides, you said angrily before that that Hyacinthus was treacherous and cunning, and stole His Majesty's heart at once, and he was flamboyant... ..."

"No!!" Mingta shuddered, and the sound of the vibration interrupted, "There is no rush, no flirting!"

There is treachery and cunning, but this cannot be said.

The water fairies were startled by Mingta's voice: "Really? You look abnormal, why are you so loud all of a sudden... Are you really under some kind of coercion? Otherwise, why would you be so tired every day? Say good things to Hyacinthus?"

Mingta swallowed sad tears: "Because, because of his charisma..."

In fact, it is Godhead oppression, but this cannot be said.

The water fairies were still muttering suspiciously, and a call from the soldiers of the underworld came from outside the courtyard: "Mingta? Is Mingta, the daughter of the god of crying river Kokutos, the great maid Mingta here? Here is a copy of your commission. ...Uh, Lord Hyacinthus and His Majesty Hades have decided to appoint you as the inspector to be responsible for verifying all matters related to the reconstruction of the underworld."

Mingta was dragged out by the sisters involuntarily, but one of them didn't hold back when he heard that, a tear slipped down his cheek.She still has to cover up: "This, this is tears of emotion, emotion."

In fact, tears of pain, but this still cannot be said.

However, the sisters and sisters who had doubts before were completely shaken, and held her back with great joy:

"My God! Mingta, do you know what this means?"

"Although there are many goddesses in the underworld, there is no female official. You, you will be the first female official in the underworld! And the reconstruction is so important to the underworld... Wow, we really blamed Lord Jacintos. "

"Yeah, look at Mingta's tears, and think about how she always came home exhausted before... Sigh, we are superficial, she must be in pain and happiness."

Mingta couldn't help letting out a loud choked sob: "It's, it's okay... Woo."

The troubadour who was brought back by Mingta's sisters to meet her family also came out of the house, and pulled out a pen and paper from her waist with sparkling eyes: "Ah, what a tolerant and precious Your Highness! He even made his love rival turn against him... ...I want to write it down and write it in tomorrow's performance!"

Mingta: "..."

Suddenly, belatedly, she broke out in a cold sweat, realizing that she had narrowly escaped death without knowing it.

Fortunately, she and Master Yassin are not rivals in true love! !

She will definitely pray a lot in the future, and wish Lord Yassin and Aka a happy marriage for a hundred years...

·

Hyacinthus found that gossip always travels faster than expected.

When he sorted out his emotions and took A-Ka back to the palace, in less than a few days, the story about him "convincing the maid with his charisma" was already circulating in the underworld, and he couldn't help but ask Hades: "Don't you think this atmosphere is very bad? In the world, those who build a good reputation for themselves like this will always be feared by the leaders. Don't you have any ideas?"

Hades was expressionless: "If you have an idea, you will return the godhead to me now?"

...This is really impossible, Yacintos said: "No."

"Forget it." Hades lowered his head without hesitation, and continued to bury his head in his official duties.

He still has the trivial matter of air traffic control, and he really thinks that there are not enough official duties.

In fact, during this period of time, he has become more and more happy to see the story of the troubadour. On a few days when the work pressure was particularly high, he even took the initiative to ask the bard about it during the rare break time. Listening to the story of Hyacinthus, who the bard has changed beyond recognition, is quite a pleasure to listen to the embarrassment of the oppressor to relieve the pressure.

Hyacinthus looked at Hades speechlessly, and had just hit Aka, wanting him to express his opinion, when Cupid yelled and yelled from outside the study.

"My God! My God!" Cupid ran all the way through the door, his eyes widened, "You don't know what happened! Just now I was kicked out for a walk with the dog, and I saw Cerberus at the gate of hell. My God! My God!"

Hades couldn't help but look sideways: "They can also—oh, cub..." His Majesty Pluto was silent for a moment, but still wriggling his lips, finished the name, "...cub is a bitch."

Cupid stomped his feet: "Do you understand? Zai Zai, I seem to like Cerberus!"

"What's the fuss about that?" Thanatos said impatiently, overwhelmed by official duties, "one male and one female are both dogs, isn't it normal to see each other?"

"But, Zai Zai was shot by my golden arrow!" Cupid slapped Thanatos's table fiercely, "My, the arrow of Cupid! Hades' arrow didn't get rid of the effect so quickly, Zai Zai fell in love with other dogs!"

Yacintos covered his ears: "It's nothing, your arrow is the arrow of the god of love, and love is not only the love between a man and a woman. Mother's love, father's love... Zaizai was shot by the arrow at that time, looking at your The eyes don't want to sleep with you, but just regard you as the most beloved master."

"This..." Cupid was tongue-tied, "How is it possible? I have used the golden arrow of the god of love for so many years, and it has never been like this. Even if I shoot the mud on the side of the road, the person who was shot by the golden arrow of the god of love , and will also frantically want to go to the cloud and rain with the mud..."

Hyacinthus felt that it was all due to Cupid's own insanity: "Maybe you didn't think about trying it."

As he spoke, he leaned on A-Ka, most of his godheads had been sent back these days, and his passion for work was not as high as before, and besides, A-Ka people were by his side, and they were still reading shitty official documents.

He lazily raised his arm, tugged at A-Ka's collar, and pulled him to bend slightly: "Are you free tonight? Mingta's sister sent a new fragrance oil to express her gratitude."

"..." Aka glanced at him, his expression seemed to be speculating, and after a while he replied in a low voice, "En."

There was a hint of slyness in Hyacinth's smile, he pulled him closer, and whispered softly, "I just remembered one thing. Do you know... all aromatic oils are edible?"

Relying on blocking his sight, Yacintos raised his head presumptuously, the long line of his neck lengthened with the movement of raising his head, and he bit Aka's ear with his open lips, and then slightly forcefully held his mouth. Let go: "Huh?"

With something in his mouth, Jacintos's humming seemed a bit vague.

The breath followed the contours of the ears, sending the slightly itchy warmth deep all the way, so excited that A-Ka couldn't hold back his hand for a moment, and the muscles in his arms tensed slightly.

"Crack!"

The back of the poor chair was broken off like a biscuit, and the crisp sound caused the gods who were peeping quietly to let out a dry cough: "Ahem!"

Yacintos sometimes accepts it as soon as he sees it, and let go of Aka: "Let's end today early, these days have been hard."

The gods immediately slandered: Why didn't I hear you say such reasonable words before? Yacintos's mouth is really a deceitful ghost, and he can say such a thing about lust so tolerantly and positively.

But no one was stupid enough to say it, and they all responded with a calm face, as if they were answering some serious parliament.

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, all godheads should return to normal." Yacintos shifted to the recliner and lay down, lazily yawning.

After the godhead returned, he felt sleepy again like a normal mortal: "I'll sleep for a while, call me later..."

I don't know if it's because I've been going on and on for the past few days, I'm a little tired, and the drowsiness swept over me like a rebound. As soon as Yacintos' eyelids were closed, he fell into a deep sleep almost the next second.

When the dream came, he felt a sense of normalcy, and even had the time to distinguish: Well, there is no specific reality, either it is an ordinary nightmare, or it is a foreboding dream.It has nothing to do with the memory of the previous life.

In the dream, he seemed to be in a palace.

Strangely, his hair didn't hang down naturally, but floated in the air, like... floating in water.

The gate of the palace opened suddenly, and a middle-aged man with beards riding a dolphin swooped into the palace vigorously holding a trident, and swam in front of him in the blink of an eye. The next second, Yacinto His eyes went dark.

If he hadn't seen clearly the hands protruding towards his eyes before he lost his vision, Hyacinthos almost thought that his dream had come to an abrupt end again.

But even though he realized that his loss of vision might be due to being gouged out by the other party, Yacintos's mood was not much better: why did the gods he met become more troublesome than the other, and this pervert was so perverted that he gouged out his eyes?

The underwater palace, riding a dolphin, and a trident, it is obvious that this bearded man should be Poseidon, the god of the sea.But even in the legends I heard in my previous life, I haven't seen any stories that mention Poseidon's trouble with people's eyes?

The loss of vision makes subsequent dreams somewhat difficult to discern.

No sense of reality meant that Hyacinthus couldn't even tell if the darkness before his eyes was the end of the dream, or if the blindness foreshadowed that the dream was still going on.

Fortunately, his hearing is still preserved, and he can distinguish a few words from the voice speeding up many times beside his ear:

"...beggar, poor thing."

"Ah, it's dirty, stay away from me, vagabonds! Those politicians in the city-state should really introduce laws to execute the source of these plagues and theft..."

"Whoa! His eyes are horrible, Mom!"

The pace of time is still accelerating, and soon the words in the ears become uneven continuous tones, harsh and difficult to distinguish syllables. Si woke up from the dream: "—Hoo..."

He only took a sharp breath, controlled his exhalation, and shook his head.

His eyes were burning hot, and his heart was beating in his chest as if he wanted to break his ribs, causing a dull pain that he couldn't tell whether it was real or a hallucination.

"Are you having a nightmare again?" Aka's deep voice sounded behind him, and then Jacintos felt his back being supported by a solid and powerful arm, and the sense of stability quickly brought his beating heart back to normal speed.

Hyacinthus pressed his eyes and asked an irrelevant question: "Have you heard that Poseidon has a habit of collecting eyeballs? Or poaching people's eyeballs."

Before A-Ka could make a sound, Thanatos, who was nearby, raised his head and said with disgust, "Although Poseidon's private life is quite indecent, it's also disgusting to gouge people's eyes. What kind of dream did you have? What? I also dreamed that Poseidon gouged your eyes."

Yacintos didn't answer, the previous sleepiness was completely gone, he simply sat up, his two long legs stepped on the ground casually.

The happy voice of Hephaestus came from outside the temporary study room: "Yasin! I made a new one for you from the previous bag, and this one is much stronger. I didn't keep it on purpose, even if Hades wanted to break the inside. It takes a little effort. Look, I made this from the skin of Poseidon's magic wood and the cloth soaked in the power of Zeus, and you can ask Hades to add insurance for you to keep it safe."

Now except for Cupid, most of the godheads of the gods have been restored. Hades didn't say anything, got up and took the bag, held it in his hand for a long time, and didn't know how much power he poured into it.

Aphrodite couldn't help showing an expression of wanting to join in the fun: "I'm coming too, I can make this bag look ordinary and unobtrusive. Thanatos, Hypnos, do you want to do it?" Come to Dao Insurance?"

Thinking of the unrepaired old study next door, Brother Reaper came out from behind the desk almost immediately, holding the bag in his hands and muttering something solemnly.

Hypnos didn't read aloud, but Thanatos' prayer could be heard clearly: "... bless Hyacinths with a long life..."

Yes, yes, Mingta wanted to nod beside him.Master Yashin returned to the underworld a little later, and they could relax for another day.

Jacintos raised his eyebrows and looked at Thanatos, thinking that he would not suffer from a long life anyway, so he pretended not to understand what Thanatos said: "Is there any more Pomegranate?"

After being disturbed by Cupid, there were not many surviving pomegranate seeds.Thinking of Poseidon in his dream, Jacintos felt that these pomegranate seeds were not enough: "Give me a few more."

"...??" Thanatos froze for a moment, and asked stammeringly, "You...are you hungry? Well, eat something else!! Hypnos and I brought you a lot from the world. It's delicious! What do you want?"

Hyacinthus found it funny, folded his arms idlely, and looked at Thanatos: "I entered the underworld for the first time before, and you always urged me to eat the underworld pomegranate. Why, don't you think about it now?"

Of course I don't want to!At the beginning, they were newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers, did not know the true face of Mount Lu, and did not...

Thanatos could think of a lot of rhetoric, but in the end he held back all of them.

He carefully considered Yacintos' expression, for fear that he might not say a word right, and the little ancestor cried again: "This, mainly, is that the world needs you! The world needs you more than our underworld! Isn't that right, Your Majesty? "

Hades: "...Yes."

Thinking about it carefully, the adjutant is not an adjutant, it doesn't seem to be so urgent now...