spartan ancestor

Until he went out, Hyacinthus was still enjoying himself thinking that he was really easy to coax.Just admiring the scene of A-Ka frowning at the pit for a while is enough to maintain a happy mood, and the bad emotions brought about by the annoying dream are swept away.

He raised his hand and smelled his wrist, making sure that the scent of aromatic oil had been washed off his body in the bath before going out, and then continued to walk unsteadily in the direction of the proving ground.

Different from the wild boar fight the night before, the second round of trials was highly valued by the city-state.The three horse commanders will be determined in this trial.

Therefore, even though Hyacinthos lived in a remote place, along the way, he still came across a few scattered families marching towards the proving ground with stern faces, as if they were on the battlefield.

This scene inexplicably hit a weird smile on Jacintos, so that he walked for a long time with a smile on his lips, until he passed the olive grove, and inadvertently saw a familiar figure in the forest.

"...?" The small voice of conversation came around the olive grove.

The old, faded red cloak moved a little, and a corner emerged from behind the thick trunk of the olive tree.

"?" Yacintos raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

After returning to Sparta, General Oss had basically never been out of the barracks. This was the second time he had met his elder brother since the meeting in front of his father's private hall.

He subconsciously thought for a moment, recently there was something that required his brother to leave the barracks, and then he realized that today was the second trial, and even the king would be there to watch, so it was normal for his brother to leave the barracks.

Hyacinthus paused.

Leaving aside the indifferent relationship between their brothers, Oss seemed to be talking to someone, and it was a bit blind to go up to say hello, so he just paused, then looked away, and prepared to continue on his way.

The warm wind blew by, sending a few words from the olive grove to my ears: "... Hyacinthus, you... have something wrong?"

"...?" Yacintos stopped slowly.

The person who was talking in the forest changed the angle, and half of his face was exposed from the gap between the trees.

Although this face was not very familiar, Hyacinthus also knew it. He was a close friend of his brother who met in a certain battle.

This friend is one year older than Oss, and has the same situation as Oss - his father is a member of an ancient family in Sparta, and his mother is Helos.

The same Motax was also sent by the commander to the Death Squad. The two had fought bloody battles back to back, and it was only natural that they formed a deep friendship.When Jacintos' mother was still alive, Oss took this friend home for a dinner. At that time, he introduced his friend's name at the dinner table. Although it was a long time ago, Jacintos vaguely remembered that it seemed It's called "Alan".

The positions where Alan and Oss were standing were still some distance away from the path. Hearing a few words was already the limit. Hyacinthus looked at the sun, calculated the time, and sneaked into the olive grove.

For the convenience of the trial, he didn't wear the red cloak today, and the simple and light clothes provided the conditions for approaching quietly.

"...What do you have to worry about me? Wouldn't it be a good thing to be selected to represent Sparta in the Olympics this year?" Alan's voice and face were more mature than he remembered, only his face The lovable, sunny smile with a hint of mischievousness remained unchanged.

It would be hard to imagine that such a vivid look would appear on a 31-year-old Motakes if he hadn't known him in advance.At this age, Motakes has either been shattered by the vicissitudes of life, or his life has been swallowed by the ruthless battlefield.This alone is enough to prove Alan's strength.

Even so, Hyacinthus couldn't help being surprised after hearing what Alan said.

The Olympics represented the honor of the city-state, and the Senate had always disliked Mortax, so how could it be possible for a Mortax to represent Sparta on the Olympic field?

"I'm afraid there will be problems." Apparently, Oss and Hyacinthus have the same opinion in this regard, "The senate agreed to this, just like Athens let a woman represent Athens in the Games. They didn't hold a farewell The contestant’s ceremony was chosen today—the whole city-state is paying attention to the day of the trial, urging you to set off. Do you really believe what they say, “Have reservations about your strength. If you can win, you will make up for it when you come back.” Triumph ceremony' nonsense?"

"..." Yacintos couldn't help shaking his head behind the tree.

"You know I don't have much choice in this matter, right?" Alan smiled helplessly, "We have been fighting for the rights and interests of Motax over the years, and now the Senate has offered to let I participate in the Olympics, if I refuse, the Senate will take the opportunity to say that Mortex can’t take responsibility, and if we give the opportunity but don’t take it seriously, if we want to speak for Motax in the future, they will have a ready-made excuse. "

He paused, then comforted: "There may not be a real problem. At any rate, more than half of the people in the Senate put the interests of the city-state above the interests of their own nobles. This proposal can be passed, and it has also passed through these elders. agreed, they wouldn't want me to have a problem as an Olympian representing Sparta."

What he said made sense.Oss was a little convinced like Jacintos, and walked out of the forest with Alan: "Be careful yourself."

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the direction they were heading was facing Jacintos' hiding place. Jacintos narrowly retracted his head into the grass, and while holding his breath, the expression of his brother he had just glimpsed appeared in his mind.

In his memory, his elder brother has always been strong and unbeatable, and Oss also proved this with his impressive record.

Perhaps it was due to his family background. Oss was extremely strict about appearance and etiquette. In Jacintos' limited memory of his brother, he rarely saw any expressions on Oss's face other than solemn and stern.

until just now.

It may be to get along with trusted friends, and there is no need to wear a mask. Oss's expression can be said to be relaxed, with the corners of his mouth always drooping slightly, and a look of tiredness in his eyes.

He was obviously one year younger than Alan, but he stood beside Alan tiredly, but he seemed to be twenty years older than Alan.

"..." Jacintos couldn't remember when his brother became like this. Six or seven years ago, Oss was a shy young man who would bring friends he knew home to the queen.

Oss and Alan did not pass through the grass where Hyacinthus was lurking, and turned a corner far away, walking on the path that had been trampled by people.

Alan's voice became lively again, and he elbowed Oss's shoulder with a bit of teasing: "Compared to me, how long has it been since you went home? You stay in the barracks every day, and you don't even look at him." Throw one at home."

Oss didn't speak, and the faded red cloak flitted across the grass, causing the weeds to sway and shake off the unevaporated night dew and frost on the stems and leaves.

Alan's voice gradually faded away: "At least you have a good relationship with your brother? Anyway, His Highness Hyacinthus will be the king of Sparta in the future."

"...Look at your expression. When you mention going home, you hate it deeply. If you don't return, you won't return. I think you can continue to soak in the military camp and see if you can hatch a wife in the camp."

"Oh, by the way, when you mention 'hatch', remember to take care of my brood..."

Oss and Alan both had long legs, and walking out of the olive grove seemed like a matter of a few steps. Hyacinthus waited until they had gone so far that no sound could be heard from the path, then stood up from the grass and slapped his body. Grass clippings, while thinking: chicks?

The Spartan military camp doesn't have the habit of keeping pets. Which unlucky mother bird's egg did Alan take?

The sun had completely risen from the top of Mount Parnon, and Yacintos didn't think about it for long, so he speeded up and rushed to the trial ground.Fortunately, this trial was set in the outskirts, not far from the olive grove. When Hyacinthus arrived, there was still a while before the start.

He stood at the entrance and looked around the semicircular sunken trial field.

Thousands of people had already taken their seats in the auditorium, and his father was sitting in the area with the best view, playing nonchalantly with His Majesty Old Ksang next to him.On the left and right sides of the two kings, sit the remaining 28 elders of Sparta.

Because the distance was too far, Jacintos couldn't see the expressions of these old men clearly. He only noticed that Oss stepped up the stairs, causing a commotion in the auditorium.Without stopping, he shuttled through the subjects who were about to approach, and sat down behind His Majesty Una.

Jacintos keenly noticed that Darth's father seemed to turn his head to look at Oss. Even though he couldn't see the expression clearly, Jacintos was sure that Darth's father's eyes would not be too pleasant.

"Your Highness!" Aizhi's breathless voice came from not far away in the venue, he squeezed away the other contestants with great effort, and walked to Jacintos, "Why did you come... by the way, look Are you here? Darth is here today, too."

It seemed to be a replay of the last trial, until Ai Zhi yelled, those contestants who were concentrating on their preparations turned their heads in unison.

The difference from the previous trial was that almost everyone saluted Jacintos one after another, and Motax was the most eager.

Most people's salutes are not so convinced, they cast eyes with scrutiny, and almost wrote their hearts on their faces: "I know you passed the test last night, let's admit that you have this qualification, but what about your specific ability? So, we still have to see the truth in this scene.”

"There are too many civilian players, and some of them work alone or are involved with nobles. The situation is more complicated, so Noam didn't tell too many people about his loyalty yesterday." Aizhi lowered his voice and whispered to Jacintos, "He only Talk to some core team members who are sure and trustworthy, and to be on the safe side, they are going to be allies in the dark, and when the dust of this trial is settled and the results are confirmed, they will be announced."

"Oh," Jacintos replied calmly, "You just said that Darth is here too? How did you come?"

As for Darth's arms and legs full of blood holes, it is difficult to stand up, so what are you doing here?Experience the joy of summer wind passing through the hole?