I was a priest in the city-state era

After Roy finished speaking, the Phoenicians all looked at each other.

Although Roy was not the Theban who turned these Phoenicians into prisoners, these Phoenicians could not easily believe Roy.

Just when Roy felt that these Phoenicians would not be subdued by him, a Phoenician suddenly walked up to Roy and said.

"Do you remember me? I was one of the twelve captives who were to be sacrificed by the Thebans yesterday! Seeing that you are willing to risk your life to save us Phoenicians, I am willing to believe you and become a followers.”

With the Phoenician in front of Roy taking the lead, the other eleven Phoenicians who were used as sacrifices also stood up and spoke.

"Since you saved my life, I am also willing to be your follower."

"Comrades! In order to save us, he did not hesitate to offend all Thebans and offend the gods of Thebans. I must repay his kindness."

"He is a great priest who serves the gods, and I believe he will not deceive us."

After the twelve Phoenicians who were sacrificed were saved by Roy, they told other Phoenicians about Roy's rescue of them.

Therefore, all the Phoenicians knew that in order to save their companions, Roy took a huge risk of offending all Thebans and offending the Theban gods.

Now the twelve Phoenicians who were saved by Roy wanted to become Roy's followers, and the hearts of other Phoenicians were wavering.

Roy keenly noticed the wavering of these Phoenicians and immediately spoke loudly.

"Fear Phoenicians! I am neither an Athenian nor a Theban. I am a stranger from the far east just like you. Now you have lost your leader Cadmus who can lead you and protect you, and I need to be worthy Trusted Companions and Followers. I promise you once again that as long as you become my followers, I will treat you with sincerity and let you have fields, houses, and women because you can trust me. We are all foreigners in this land.”

The Phoenician standing in front of Roy immediately knelt down on one knee and said.

"Great Priest of Roy, I am willing to become your follower and fight for you at the risk of my life."

After someone took the lead, other Phoenicians also knelt down.

The last five Phoenician prisoners in the sheepfold all knelt down to Loy.

Success——

Because he saved the twelve Phoenicians who were sacrificed, he successfully gained the trust of the Phoenicians and made 250 Phoenicians new followers.

Roy suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked down at the first Phoenician who knelt down to him and asked.

"My dear companions! I promise you in the name of the goddess Metis that I serve that I will never break my promise to you. Now can you tell me, what is your name?"

"Priest Roy, I don't have my own name. My companions all call me after my father's name."

An adult man over sixteen years old does not have his own name, indicating that his identity is just an ordinary civilian.

"Since you don't have a name of your own, let me give you a name!"

Roy stretched out his hands and said while lifting the Phoenician in front of him.

"Your body looks as strong as a bull. From now on, your name will be Taurus! I hope you can become a great hero, and even become a hero after death, and let your name become one of the constellations in the night sky. name."

"Taurus..."

After getting his own name, the Phoenician-Taurus in front of Roy said with excitement as his body trembled.

"Priest Roy, thank you for giving me my name. I am a commoner of low blood. How dare I expect to become a great hero, or even a heroic god who will be worshiped after my death."

Under a big tree about a hundred meters away.

When Harmonia saw all the Phoenician prisoners kneeling to Loy, as if their followers were swearing allegiance to their leader, Harmonia immediately walked over curiously.

"Priest Roy, what happened?"

Harmonia's voice sounded behind him, and Roy turned around and explained to Harmonia.

"Priest Harmonia, I have conquered the Phoenicians and made them my companions and followers. Now please release all my companions and stop treating them as prisoners."

As soon as people like him became Roy's followers, Roy fought for everyone's freedom——

At this time, all the Phoenicians looked at Roy with grateful eyes. Even the Phoenicians who originally had some resentment towards Roy also had the idea of ​​being loyal to Roy.

After hearing Roy's request, Harmonia frowned and said with a dissatisfied expression.

"Priest Roy, these Phoenicians are enemies who invaded our Theban territory. During the war between our Thebans and the Phoenicians, dozens of Thebans were killed by the Phoenicians. Death, with hundreds of Thebans injured and bleeding, I cannot possibly pretend that this never happened."

"It is normal for both sides to suffer casualties during a war. The Phoenicians originally had three hundred soldiers, but in the war with you Thebans, the Phoenicians not only killed their leader Cadmus, but also Fifty companions also died, so now they only have two hundred and fifty people left."

Seeing Harmonia's troubled expression, Roy continued.

"Priest of Harmonia, if you need a reasonable reason to free my companions, then sell them to me as slaves!"

Hearing Roy's proposal, Harmonia thought for a moment and said.

"Priest Roy, I can sell these Phoenicians to you as slaves. But after you give them freedom, they can't stay in the Theban tribe."

Now the Thebans and the Phoenicians have a blood feud.

If the Phoenicians regain their freedom and walk around the Theban tribe at will, the Thebans will definitely be very dissatisfied.

Whether the object of the Thebans' dissatisfaction is Roy or Harmonia himself, this is not the result Harmonia wants to see.

Roy nodded and said.

"Priest Harmonia, your request is very reasonable. I will ask my Phoenician companions to stay in the woods outside the Theban tribe."

"Then have you found a bronze smelting craftsman among the Phoenicians?"

Hearing Harmonia's question, Roy looked at the 250 Phoenicians in the five sheepfolds and asked.

"Companions! Is there anyone among you who is a bronze smelting craftsman?"

A dozen Phoenicians stood up and said.

"I am! I am a bronze craftsman in my hometown."

"I learned to smelt bronze from my father, but I am not a real craftsman yet."

"I have built a blast furnace for smelting bronze. I wonder if you need me."

Seeing that there were more bronze craftsmen among the Phoenicians than expected, Roy couldn't help laughing.

"Whether it is a bronze craftsman, an apprentice craftsman or someone who builds a blast furnace, they are all the craftsmen I need. In addition to bronze craftsmen, do you have any shipbuilders who can build large ships? Dear companions, become the craftsmen I need, and I will give you priority to arrange fields, houses and women."