I Became a Slave to a Mythical Shepherd

Episode 71. collusion

After days full of conspiracies like this and that, it’s been about one… two days.

The date sense has gotten a little weird. Because I stayed up all night.

Anyway, regardless of my sense of date, the schedule for today was certain.

“It ends up like this.”

Today was the day the Hittite envoys departed. Finally.

I get up early in the morning, take a bath, and apply balm to my face, but none of that makes me feel tired.

Because today is the day to throw off a lot of burdens. As a supporter of the loyalists, the character who has made us tired eventually leaves Troia.

Although disaster will strike soon after he returns to Hattusha… Didn’t he at least prevent a disaster that could have struck?

After rinsing my face with rose water, I put on a tunic and cape lightly over my naked body, and I was ready to go out. Guided by the servants, I walk towards the wall.

When I turned around, Priam, Anchises, and Hector were by my side.

And we cross the gate.

To the place where the Hittite envoys who are ready to leave are waiting.

Beyond the eastern gates of Troia, the sea breeze begins to feel.

The salty air wraps around under our feet. It tickles the nose unpleasantly.

From the beach, the fishy smell of dead sea creatures mingled in the air and stung my nose.

In front of me, I saw Hattusha’s chamberlain, dressed in the same gorgeous outfit as when I came to Troia.

“It was a meeting full of joy. The citizens of Troy were free and honorable, and the royal family was noble and virtuous, so the country would prosper forever.”

Pitana examines the members of the royal family with sullen eyes.

I, too, was able to face princes and princesses that I hadn’t known properly before. Troilos, Polyxene, Creusa…

I get nervous when I hear their names being called. The envoy sends a rhetoric-filled blessing to each of them.

Cassandra-sama hopes that the wisdom of her eyes will deepen as the years pass by, and Deiphobos-sama hopes that the strength of her forearm grows stronger and stronger…

I realize then

“And, Miss Paris.”

“… Mr. Pitana.”

“Paris-sama is… a very good prince. You learned how to win at such a young age.”

The author is a person who is good at reciting words that are not even in his heart and have no meaning.

Pitana meets my eyes and smiles often enough to make me feel uncomfortable.

“I’m just waiting for the honor to be right in front of you.”

“I don’t want honor.”

“Is that so? That’s an unheroic attitude.”

“In order for someone to gain honor, shouldn’t there be a fight like that? Fighting bleeds the blood of the people.”

blood brings death

“under! To think there was a prince in Troy who cared for his subjects so much.”

After spitting out a cold laugh, Pitana takes one big breath of salty air.

When the author returns to Hattusa, it will be a war soon.

“Then, may there be only peace in Troy.”

Either way, the Hittites will have to make up their minds and squeeze their stamina.

Even in order to claim the new Hattusha, Antandros.

This is the final pretense between the two countries.

This is the last farewell as a sang-guk and progenitor.

“I also hope that the Hittites will not be defeated.”

Next time we come back, we’ll have to meet again as winners and losers.

As the envoy turns around and gets into the carriage, shouts in many languages are heard, and the procession slowly departs. Pitana was sitting on a fancy carriage with gold painted everywhere.

They go to Hattusa.

And on this very night he left and we returned to the palace.

“Paris, it feels like hundreds of years have passed since we first met.”

“Amazing. To think that we are so close to the point where we share casualties.”

“I also felt the skill of being sarcastic as if hundreds of years had passed.”

Dolon came to the palace.

***

I entertained Dolon, who came late at night, into my room.

“It’s embarrassing to call you a guest after you came to me without being invited.”

“Well, I’ll take it anyway. Like the savages of the north, I don’t starve unexpected guests.”

“hmm? Are you saying barbarians who don’t know which god starve their guests?”

“Ah, yes. They are a tribe that lives in the harsh land of Sweden. My children’s friends come home and they won’t feed me.”

“···oh my god. Heartlessness is like a dead piece of wood.”

After all, it doesn’t matter how the barbaric Vikings of the 21st century live.

As a civilized prince of a civilized country, I roasted and distributed pork loin to Dolon, and Dolon happily accepted him and took out a knife in his bosom and cut it into small pieces.

We talked politely several times about how well the pig was roasted and how good the meat was, and soon we ran out of things to talk about.

silence for a while.

Dolon says, holding up a piece of pork.

“Really, we don’t have much to talk about except how tender the fat in this meat is.”

“We could have had a better relationship than this. If only you hadn’t done harm to this city right away.”

“Was it harmful?”

For a moment, Dolon’s face twisted, then came back.

“I apologize if I have caused harm. If not winning, not being able to convince Paris of a ‘better way’ is a sin, I apologize.

But now is not the time to discuss trivial matters like that.”

Dolon’s face turns cold.

“I request a transaction.”

“Why me? Not your father or older brother?”

“Because they don’t understand me. Aren’t you the one who was even shaken by my proposal?”

Dolon smiles and continues. He collects the oil dripping from the meat in a bowl and throws it into the flame. It eats what the flames will burn and gleefully spits smoke.

“Anyway, isn’t it the content of the transaction that is important?”

“No. The important thing is the fact that you don’t have to accept the deal itself.

I’ve already won, and you’ve already lost. You have nothing to give me, so what can I give you…”

“hour. I will give you a year or two.”

“what?”

Dolon passed the time by rolling the fat-free meat into his mouth. After chewing and swallowing the piece of meat for a long time, he spoke to me.

He made me an offer.

“······

. . . Do you understand?”

It was an offer I couldn’t refuse.

“What do you want?”

“Please ensure the safety of my family and the reinstatement of my supporters.

Please do not kill and harm my people.”

“It’s pretty… responsible. Ask your father and older brother…”

“Paris.”

Dolon looks me straight in the eye.

“I trust you, not anyone else. Don’t you know why Priam and Hector oppose my plan?”

“…”

-“Faris, to hand over Antandros… is nonsense. If so, where will our sovereignty go? What will happen to the descendants of Dardanos?”

Before going to the Temple of Apollo, Priam told me that.

The reason Priam could not compromise with Dolon is simple.

When the Hittites get closer, the kingship weakens.

In fact, it was difficult to say that it was purely altruistic.

“You were swayed by my offer. Do you know what that means? You’re the kind of person who cares about the city more than yourself.

You know my proposal is for the city.

you know me.”

I was silent for a while.

From nob le mt l. co m

Looking down at Dolon’s face… I involuntarily nodded.

“Let it be. I will convince my father and older brother. take my seal Show it to the gatekeeper and he will open the gate.”

I put on my ring and carefully slammed my crest on the clay board. The name ‘Paris’ is engraved near the pattern that symbolizes a steel sword.

Dolon received him and hid him under the hem of his cloak.

“I won’t say thank you. The prince did not show mercy or favor to me.”

Dolon looked me straight in the eye.

“You made a choice for everyone.

That alone makes him a much better person than your disgusting grandfather.”

“Wait, take this too. Maybe it will come in handy.”

“What is this…?”

“If you press the jewel hanging there, you will know. It’s not just a fun toy, so be careful.”

Dolon grabbed my last present and the cloak he had put off and hurried out of the room. There was no more time to say goodbye.

I also got up from my seat.

Is it time for Priam to go to sleep? No, it’s still time to look at the office. Even if you’re asleep, you have to wake up.

I had something to report to him.

***

“It’s true that we need to get out of the vicinity of Troia quickly, but recently the mermaids’ movements have become more violent, so why don’t we stay nearby?

If you are going all the way to Hattusha, take a good rest in the middle…”

“Yes, yes, here is another gold coin. Now, do you remember where the safest shortcut from the mermaids is?”

“Ah yes! I’m thinking about it now. There is no shore near that valley, so mermaids are rare. Of course, rare doesn’t mean that it doesn’t happen at all…”

“Then go there.”

It was only after feeding a few more coins that the local guide moved his sluggish feet to guide the group with an unpleasant wriggling.

A road that has been wandering for hours pretending not to know is suddenly open like a road when a couple of gold coins are added.

. . . Anyway, the people in this area were royalty, slaves, and nothing that was not shameless.

While full of greed for what they will receive, they are busy sticking out their flippers for the price they will pay for it.

While kicking her tongue at the Trojans’ shamelessness, Pitana constantly glances at the road behind them.

By any chance, if that popular aristocrat followed, it could be of great use in the upcoming war.

If the author performed properly, it was a natural effect that his political standing as his guardian in Hattusha would increase.

In addition, if the political center shifts after conquering Troia, a new opportunity will fall like a dawn for this family that is being pushed out of the political struggle within Hattusha…

“Huh, I’m really going to do something big in this f*cking periphery.”

Even now, the northern barbarians and northern pirates seek out the remaining wealth of Hattusha, and the counties, as always, dance back and forth between betrayal and loyalty and scorn the great king.

In such a situation, he is at the western end of the world.

Anyway, in Hattusha, his family is losing momentum. The motherland lost copper mines to Assyria, and the northern barbarians set up a yard.

Then, the headquarters of the empire will be moved to the west.

To come up with such a simple solution, he must be a genius himself.

After bringing King Supiluliuma to Antandros, it’s enough to clean up Paris appropriately, throw rice cakes at Dolon, etc., and become the second-in-command of the empire.

Standing in the middle of a century-long, chaotic battle for the throne in Hattusha, there is a possibility that he will seize a new hegemony.

As those expectations piled on top of each other, impatience rose in Pitana’s heart before she knew it.

If that foolish writer named Dolon gave up useless stubbornness, he would let us enjoy a movie that is incomparable to that in Troia, on the periphery.

Pitana sighed and hurried on her way back to Hattusha.

It was enough for the tragedy of encountering terrible monsters and burying the body of a servant in a distant foreign land.

In any case, there is a long way to go. To go by sea, the pirates of the Black Sea have been active recently, so the land route was better. The sea is not without monsters.

From nob le mt l. co m

Landscapes move backward with each step, and the valley pointed out by the guide gradually approaches.

After crossing the hill several times and entering the valley completely, I sighed…

Then the sound begins to be heard.

“Sir, Chief Chamberlain! A bunch of strangers are coming from the back!!”

“Let’s see.”

Bandit? or not···

Pitana sees with her own eyes the person at the forefront of that group of strangers and smiles.

Dolon.

As expected… I didn’t lose my eyes to see the big country because I was obsessed with a city like Troia.

As they come with a white flag, Pitana also orders the soldiers around to wave the flag as soon as possible and prepare to respond.

After each is convinced that they are completely safe with each other, the two groups finally let down their guard and close their distance.

They also slow down their pace, drawing closer and closer to Pitana and the others.

And at the center of the crowd, the expected person stood.

“Oh, Dolon? In the end, you made a smart choice.”

“Pitana-sama, I apologize for the earlier rudeness.”

“No. How long do you have time to apologize and sit in this damn land? It’s a good land to die screaming from the mermaids’ spears at any time. On the contrary, I would like to commend you greatly for coming along so quickly.”

Saying that, Pitana trembled lightly. As if just breathing the air of this land is ominous.

“Let’s go. Get out of here quickly and bring peace to those who followed you.”

“All right. But for a while…”

Dolon lowered his head, muffled his voice, and then approached Pitana and bowed calmly.

“Above all, there are things that need to be done quickly.”

“Something?”

“It is you.”

If Pitana had had a little more time, she would have been able to resist.

However, Dolon spoke so that there was no time to do so, and at the same time activated the bracelet he received from Paris.

For Pitana, the blade jumped out of an unexpected position.

Dolon shouted to the surroundings as he carefully hugged the bleeding Pitana.

“Pi, Mr. Pitana? What are you doing? guards! Come see! Pitana-sama has collapsed!!”

At those words, Pitana’s soldiers were all taken aback,

Dolon’s soldiers went into action in unison.

Several metallic sounds and screams overlap over the valley of the night.

Those who had come a long way from the Hittites were brutally stabbed to death by blades piercing from the side and from the back in the dark of the night.

Dolon, who confirmed that, plunged the blade twice into Pitana’s heart, which was still trembling with reflexively clenching and opening her fist.

“Goodbye, son of a b*tch.”

For a moment, Dolon had the pleasure of carving words of revenge into Pitana’s dying consciousness.

And when he confirmed that Pitana’s pupils were completely dilated, he set his body down on the ground. Now these corpses will be taken care of by wild beasts.

Next…

“Go to Hattusa!!”

Dolon kept in his pocket a clay tablet with the Chief Chamberlain’s coat of arms, which Pythana had given him, and kept it.

said Pitana.

Some say they wait their whole lives to get their hands on something with this pattern.

that they would be treated as refugees.

In Hattusha, Dolon will do what he can.