To be king [Greek mythology]

ability to speak.

If it weren't for the arrival of Minos, he felt that maybe the language here would be completely forgotten by him in half a year.

Furthermore, the man—although he looks like a child now, as a man, his heart is more or less full of ambition.

When Thurps was the successor of the city-state, he worked very hard to adapt to this ancient world, the rules here and all kinds of life that are completely different from before.

Because in his opinion at that time, in the near future, that prosperous and rich city-state would belong to him.

Therefore, when Thurps followed his father to learn how to be a wise king and how to govern the city-state, he worked very hard.

His father was a very good king. The most direct proof is that the common people in the city-state did not raise a vote to change the king.

——Here I have to mention the strange political concepts of this ancient world.

For example, even if you are the heir or even the owner of the city-state, if you do not do enough, the common people think you are not wise enough, or there are other people in the city-state who are better than you, the common people have the right to vote. and that excellent person to choose between.

Of course, this kind of situation is very rare, because the slightly better people in the city-state know each other's details clearly, while the chances of people from outside to ascend to the top are infinitely close to zero.

Because city-states are usually quite exclusive, it is quite difficult to move from one city-state to another, except for intermarriage.

Either you can please those in power and let him speak and agree with you to stay.

Either you have to show your strength and prove that you can bring enough benefits to the city-state.

Thurps chewed the mushrooms in his mouth, looked down at the slave's ring, and frowned.

If you want to return to the city-state, at least you must be able to obtain the status of a commoner.

And he didn't just want to go back to the city-state, Thurpus lowered his eyes and looked at the soup that was no longer boiling hot.

He also wanted to take back the city-state that should have belonged to him.

But he didn't know where his city-state was - after the city-state was conquered, his father was killed, he and his brothers were branded as slaves and boarded different ships, he should not have been thrown into the city-state of Crete As a slave, he tried his best to escape and hid in this forest.

It was not easy for him to survive successfully.

It is even more difficult to restore the country. The most painful thing is that he doesn't even know how to return to his own city-state.

Thinking of this, Thurps glanced at Minos. It is estimated that children who grew up in Crete, even the son of Zeus, would not know how his city-state should go.

Long-distance voyages are difficult in this era. Maybe it is the rhythm of ship capsizing and death. If it is not necessary, few people will not want to sail long distances, and it is not because of their brains.

"More." Minos finished another bowl, stretched out the empty bowl, and looked at Thurps eagerly.

Thurpus glanced at the little stone pot left, and gave Minos the last bit of soup and meat.

His current body is seven or eight years old, and when his food intake soars, it is not easy to store meat in summer, and there are some animals nearby who always like to steal the dried meat he hides.

These stinky, shameless and fast-running animals kept Surpus's food storage at the line of food and clothing. Now with a Minos, Surpus felt that he really had to go out hunting every day.

What a sad story.

Thurps looked down at his short hands and legs, feeling a little melancholy.

"Surpus?" Minos, who found that Surpus's expression was not right, called him a little uneasy.

He can only rely on Surpus to survive now. If Surpus is unwilling to take him with him, his future will be really worrying.

Thurps restrained the melancholy on his face, patted his face, "You continue to eat, I will think about what to do in the future."

Saying that, Thurpus sat on the side, no longer using the stone mortar, but turned out a slightly sunken but not deep stone, untied the grass rope that tied the poisonous snake, and continued to toss the poor snake.

"What do you think of the previous proposal?" Minos couldn't wait.

Although he is precocious, he is still a child after all.

The three brothers are eligible to inherit, in fact, because of a word from Zeus. The current king of Crete doesn't think they are too pleasing to the eye, let alone teach them some things.

"Huh?" Thurps raised his eyes without moving his expression.

"I can help you get rid of your slave status, you take me out." Minos is still very self-aware about himself, if he can quickly adapt to life in the jungle and survive alone, he will never want to find Surpus Take him out, "Can you?"

Facts have proved that he can't quickly adapt to these. If he hadn't met Thurps, he guessed it would be a matter of time before he got stuck in the forest.

"The only safe direction is the west, because people in your city-state like to come in and hunt from there, and the wild beasts have avoided it." Surpus didn't raise his head, "There are wild beasts in other directions."

Minos was silent when he heard the words, he obviously had no say in this matter.

"I said, didn't your father, the king of the gods, teach you how to be a superior?" Thurpus raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face, which had not yet faded from the baby fat, looked a little funny.

Minos shook his head honestly, "I haven't seen him."

Oh, Guansheng doesn't care about raising.

Really cruel.

Thurpston felt contented.

This feeling of comparing the future judge of the underworld is simply amazing.

"Your father taught you?" Minos looked at Thurps curiously.

"En." Thurps responded, concentrating on tossing the poisonous snake.

Minos paused, and asked cautiously and nervously, "Can you teach me?"

Thurps looked up at him with a half-smile.

want to?You beg me!

Ah.

Chapter 4

Minos looked at Thurpus, who seemed to have such a mocking look in his eyes, and was speechless for a while.

He could only lower his eyes, avoid Thurps' gaze, and pretend that he just mentioned it casually, so as not to embarrass himself too much.

Surpus looked at Minos' evasive expression, feeling guilty for bullying the child.

In fact, Minos cannot be counted among the bear children.

Three years old and old, he will be a cool, domineering judge of the underworld, a great king known for his justice and strictness, and supporting the development of an entire civilization.

And now there are indeed some signs of it.

After all, in this era, Minos did nothing wrong in treating him, who is now a slave.

And after saying that, he also changed.

Just change it.

Thurps sighed, "First of all, you shouldn't flinch and act because of my reaction."

Minos paused, and raised his eyes to look at him.

"A king must have absolute self-confidence and deterrence to his subjects." Thurps re-tied the poisonous snake, and he carefully put aside the stone with a few drops of snake venom gathered in the small depression at the bottom, "Before You have done nothing wrong with your treatment of me, I am only a slave now - though I will be very unhappy."

Minos frowned, "You saved me, and..."

"No and." Surpus shook his head, took the bowl in Minos' hand and the stone pot beside him, and stood up, "A slave is a slave, at least you shouldn't do it until you control a city-state." Do anything out of the ordinary."

Minos looked up at Surpus without saying a word.

"Once you unintentionally do something that harms the interests of civilians and nobles—such as letting a slave who saved you get out of slavery easily, you can wait to be removed from the status of heir."

I don't want to say it, but it's true.

Slaves are the basis for civilians and nobles to enjoy a superior life. A successor who has not yet controlled the city-state uses his own power, which is not very strong and stable, to let a slave jump to an equal status with them. It is absolutely not for that successor. what a good thing.

"They dare not." Minos shook his head, "I am a child of Zeus."

"Tsk." Thurpus gave him a sideways glance. He knew at such a young age that he would use his father's strength to get through the back door, so what else will he do in the future.

Not having a backstage is abuse, and even being inferior to others in birth and genes is even more abuse.

Thurps thought of his father's earnest teachings to him, how to control and calm the minds of nobles and commoners, and how to develop the city-state in the future to make the city-state rich and powerful.

But it's useless to think about it now.

Thurps sighed.

The city-state that belonged to him has already been named by someone else, just looking at his small body, it is too difficult to get the city-state back.

Not a single soldier, no one to support, not even a way to return to his own city-state.

I wonder if anyone still remembers the name of the city-state where he once lived when he grows up.

Thinking about my own situation, and then looking at Minos, I suddenly felt that the two of them were not on the same starting line from the very beginning.

No matter in terms of birth, genetics, background, IQ, luck, or even appearance, Minos is better than him by many times.

When he was five or six years old, he was still sitting on the ground and playing with mud. He didn't even go to elementary school, so he knew one plus one two plus two, and he couldn't even memorize the multiplication table.

But look at Minos, who is already planning how to become a qualified king at the age of five or six.

As expected of the species of Zeus.

The blood of the king of the gods is