spartan ancestor

Chapter 157

Shortly after the end of the war, it was summer in the Mediterranean.

It is about compensation for the intense heat of previous years, but this year's summer can be called cool.On a clear night with low star fields, it is especially suitable for admiring the moon. Of course, Alan will not let go of this opportunity to torment his friends.

So, when Jacintos took Chaos back to the settlement, he happened to see his elder brother picking melons in the dark in the melon field in the backyard with a dark face.

Hyacinthus: "..."

It was not appropriate for the elder brother to start a conversation at this time, he swallowed back the greeting that slipped to his lips in time, and turned his head to look into the courtyard.

At the door of the kitchen, Alan was blaring "Can you hurry up" while trying to drag the table into the yard.The old father, His Majesty Una, sat leisurely on the stone bench, admiring the rare scene of the always taciturn and quiet eldest son putting on a dirty face.

Seeing Hyacinthus step into the courtyard, the former king of Sparta rolled his eyes and said in a calm tone, "It's amazing, I just remembered that I have a son."

"..." Jacintos coughed dryly, trying to justify his unfilial piety, "There is a reason why I came back so late. Some messes need to be cleaned up, and some procedures need to be done."

This is not entirely an excuse, he is indeed busy with these things these days.

After the final battle, the new Goddess King Metis made drastic changes to the old laws of Mount Olympus, and made a thorough rectification of some heinous evils.

This includes a formal re-trial of the former god-king couple, the former sea god Poseidon and his heirs who have already been detained. Under the witness of the court of the gods, according to the new law, these gods will be permanently deprived of their godhood, The death penalty in the scorched earth of hell.

It also includes the liquidation of the gods and gods who are not controlled by fate, but purely because of their bad nature, according to the memory fragments of fate provided by Yacinthos.

Hyacinthus stayed on Mount Olympus for a while longer, just to extract those memory fragments belonging to fate and throw them to Metis as evidence, so that the court of the gods could make a fair decision.

On the other hand...it was also because of certain new regulations in the law.

According to these new regulations, the gods can only intervene in human affairs under two circumstances.

One is to answer prayers in keeping with the law.

The second is to make an application before intervening, and go to Metis to ban your godhead. After the ban, you can do whatever you want, as long as you lose your divine power and still have the ability to make trouble.

In the case of Hyacinthus, the former is obviously not applicable. After all, he has to return to Sparta to perform his duties as king. Let go of this burden.

As for the latter... In fact, it is reasonable to say that Metis, the god-king, can't control the Supreme God.But Hyacinthus wanted to lead by example, so he and Chaos stayed in Mount Olympus for a few more days, completed the full set of application procedures in a proper manner, banned the godhead, and the two were sent back respectfully.

During this period, there were also several disturbances in Mount Olympus.

Not everyone supports the implementation of the new law, at least those gods who are used to wanton will not agree to it even if they are killed.This group of people gathered together and tried to launch a coup against the Goddess King. As a result, they were beaten to death by Athena and Ares before they rushed to the Goddess King's Palace, and they were dragged directly to the temporary prison to wait for the trial of the Gods Court. It saves the trouble of arresting them one by one based on memory.

According to what Ares said at the time: "There is such a good thing? Deliver it to your door?"

In the courtyard, Alan had dragged and dropped the table, and Chaos also went to the kitchen to fetch food.

Hyacinthus sat at the table, eating the grapes that Chaos had peeled, and told his father and brother about these things one by one.

At the beginning, he spoke with great interest, but Hyacinthus slowly stopped while he was talking.

It was getting dark, and the Spartan night sky was full of stars.

The breeze blew across the small courtyard, and the cicadas were singing one after another.

He was sitting at the stone table, facing his father, who was somewhat relaxed and careless, with his cheeks resting on one hand and his eyelids slightly closed.

To the left is Alan, who listened with great interest and urged him to continue.

To the right, is the elder brother and Chaos sitting side by side sullenly.

It was like a hundred years ago, the untold dream from the previous life was quietly fulfilled.

He found his whole world in this small courtyard.

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After Hyacinthus returned to Sparta, he received letters from many people one after another.

After recovering her memory, the little siren girl remembered her own name, and specially signed the letter in a very large size, with a cheerful meaning between the lines:

【...Actually, I want to visit you in Sparta!But I don’t know why, many people told me not to go, as if Sparta is some kind of fire pit dedicated to gods (attachment: can you tell me what’s going on? I’ve been floating on the sea for a long time, no It’s very clear, even if I ask my Father God, he can’t understand it).

My second sister is particularly sensitive because I disappeared once before and got lost around that bastard's island of fate without hearing from me for a long time.Once I heard the rumors of those gods, I was unwilling to let me go.I can't bear to confront her, so I can only write a letter instead of thanking her in person...

In fact, if you count carefully, there is a lot to thank.For example, thank you for helping me find my name, and thank you for distributing the thread of fate to everyone.

After the golden thread flew to my sister and me, our wings broken by the muse were regenerated, and the eldest sister also won the second batch of reincarnation quotas, and she will be reborn in our family soon.Isn't it fun?Because after she was born this time, I will be her older sister! 】

The little girl wrote happy things, but she shed a few tears.There was a crumpled piece of paper in the middle, and after a blank space, she finished her emotions and wrote down the signature again solemnly:

【Your faithful Leukosia】

When Yacintos read the end, he couldn't help stroking the short but inexplicably heavy inscription with his fingertips, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

For him, in fact, thousands of words of thanks are not as good as this short inscription, which seems to be more comfortable.

Hyacinthus carefully put away the letter, turned his head, and waved his hand in front of Chaos who was staring at him in a daze: "Let's go. All the official duties that should be done have been done, and Alan will come to our courtyard tonight For those who appreciate the moon, if we go back early, we can still help each other."

"..." Chaos had a depressing look on his face, as if he was not happy about it.

"What are you doing?" Yacintos moved his hand down, touching the corner of Chaos's mouth in a funny way, "You don't want to deal with my brother?"

Chaos raised his hand silently, his strong arm muscles stretched beautifully, his slender and well-knit hand grabbed a certain claw that was scrambling on his face, and pulled him into his arms.

"..." The clerk next to him was caught off guard by dog ​​food all over his face. His hungry stomach was instantly full, and the speed of packing things suddenly increased qualitatively. He picked up his stuff in the blink of an eye without looking back. quickly raced out of the private hall.

"The godhead shouldn't be banned." Chaos rested his chin on Jacintos's shoulder, and said in a bitter and bitter tone, "Xinghe can't see it anymore."

"?" Hyacinthus hadn't reacted for a while, and was about to ask what the godhead had to do with star-gazing, but it was only on the edge of his mouth that he figured out that the galaxy Chaos was talking about was obviously not the galaxy they admired these past few nights.

He couldn't help laughing, and pecked and kissed Chaos's tall nose bridge: "In the future, there will be opportunities to take a look at it slowly. I'm not in a hurry for a year or two."

Chaos snorted softly, and the deep and pleasant voice came to his ears, followed by his hand moving.

Hyacinthus: "...cough."

It felt like he might have misunderstood it. Obviously, Chaos brought up the matter of watching Xinghe for a less pure love than he thought.

Fortunately, the clerk left early, and Jacintos half-truthfully accused: "Do you know what this place is? A private palace for dealing with political affairs. You've been sitting here for a whole day, and you've already been thinking about these useless things in your head... um."

Chaos blocked Jacintos' follow-up words with a kiss, separated after a while, and pecked his lips again: "You said this is a 'private palace'."

"Sophistry." Yacintos raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Where did you learn it?"

"Come on..." Chaos whispered into Jacintos's ear, and said something not so elegant. If the clerk was still there, he would definitely want to become deaf on the spot.

The tip of Hyacinth's ear was red, I don't know if it was because of Chaos' approaching breath, or because of the love words.

In short, the next moment, Chaos nibbled the thin and rosy skin, and then hugged him to the desk.

The candles in the private hall were blown by the wind, jumped a few times and then extinguished with a puff, emitting lingering green smoke, lingeringly around the creaking and shaking corners of the table, protruding out of the window sill with long vines.

The moonlight spilled into the hall, reflecting the young king's hand clutching the corner of the table. The long and taut fingers were like white jade, and after they were loosened weakly, they revealed a bewitching red.

…………

His Majesty Una and others waited for most of the night before the remaining two guests arrived late.Anyone with eyes and brains can see why these two are late.

Neliu, who was also invited to watch the moon tonight, coughed several times in embarrassment, but there were two latecomers, one was always expressionless, and the other was naturally thick-skinned, how could Yacintos even take the initiative? The pot is not open and which pot is lifted: "Sorry, is it a bit late?"

Nelu immediately said, "Ahem! Ahem!!"

He was indeed honest. Seeing that no one answered, he immediately felt pressured. He groaned for a long time and raised his head: "I heard from His Majesty Ossin that His Majesty Yassin seems to have solved the problem that has been troubling me for a long time. There is no need to always run outside of Sparta in the future. Although this glass is not wine, but the intention of expressing the celebration is the same, congratulations to His Majesty Yashin on being able to settle down!"

Neliu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and secretly praised himself for his heroic rescue, just about to relax his tense nerves.

"Oh!"

A ball of light fell from the center of the courtyard, and after the light disappeared, a note floated out, aiming to fly to Yacintos.

【Dear Yashin:

well.

I really don’t want to disturb you, but when I sorted out the memories you transmitted to me today, I found that in order for Rome to invade Greece, fate not only adjusted the timeline of Rome faster, but even used The other person switched the wise majesty, so Rome has been expanding eastward.

Just now I made a special confirmation, the chaos in Rome has not returned to normal.Perhaps it is because the way fate intervenes in Roman affairs is to modify the timeline, and the modified timeline will not automatically return to its original state.I thought maybe I needed to let you know about this?

Metis]

Hyacinthus looked down for a while: "...cough."

His Majesty Una didn't even need to listen to what his younger son had to say next, and he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, so he said calmly: "Go away. You are already unfilial anyway."

The author has something to say: Old Father: Just such an unfilial son, I know what to fart when I poke my tail

Unfilial son: #度圣月吐##正大光明##capitalized joy#