The Great War Against Greece
27 The so-called play

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Time: 2007-11- 14 17:49:00 Words: 4716

I was furious. He was the thick-skinned one. It was fine that I didn't denounce him for what happened yesterday, but you came to my door today. I don't look too good. Achilles held my hand tightly and looked at Apollo coldly.

He bowed to Apollo and said,"" Cassandra wishes to invite His Highness to the palace of Troy. She still cannot decipher the oracle.”

Apollo wasn't in a good mood either. He sneered and said,"" She finally remembered me. Your dear sister has inherited your integrity, kindness, and cunning. However, I like this hunting game.”After saying that, he looked at me meaningfully and said with a smile,"The most beautiful and meaningful things are obtained through many difficulties. Don't you think so, Padt?"

I also sneered and said," Your Highness is the God of Medicine. You should know that the more beautiful something is, the more vicious it is. Just like the beautiful Queen Helen of Sparta, right?”

Apollo laughed even more viciously. His long hair was blown by the wind, and the hyacinth petals wrapped around his body. His figure gradually disappeared, and a long-horned elk ran out of the deep forest beside the temple. With a howl, Apollo landed on his back and patted his horn comfortingly."Let's go."

I took a deep breath. The look of Apollo leaving had a different taste. It was a deep pain and helplessness, a lost loneliness and loneliness.

"I'm sorry, Héctor." He bowed his head and apologized to Herbert. He had always regarded Paris 'abduction of Helen as a disgrace to his family and himself.

" It's alright," said Victor. He turned to look at the stage, and the fragrance of hyacinths faded from his body.

Polydoros kicked me and scolded,""Idiot!"

Troilos tugged at the corner of my clothes, shook his head, and said in a low voice,""It's alright."

But Pentalos looked at me coldly. Seriously, I actually exposed such a big scandal in a moment of quick talk. No one should give me a good face!

The Dionysus Sacrifice was a Witchcraft ritual to worship the suffering of Dionysus (from death to resurrection). The most important ritual was to simulate the entire process of Dionysus 'resurrection.

It was a long play, divided into five acts. The first act began with Zeus and Persephone, the Queen of the Underworld, giving birth to their son, Agerus. It ended when the giant Herapetian killed Agerus.

The second act began with Zeus finding Agerus 'heart and giving it to Semele, the daughter of King Cadmus of Thebes. It ended with Hera seducing Semele.

The third act began with Semele asking Zeus to reveal his true form to her until he was burned to death by Zeus 'thunderbolts and lightning.

In Act Four, Zeus rescued the six-month-old fetus Dionysus and sewed him onto his thigh.

Act Five is the second birth of Dionysus, celebrated by the gods

When I saw the group of wine gods finally standing on the edge of the stage to accompany the music like normal people, I felt that it was simply a fantasy. However, I couldn't deny that their skills were all superb. Even I, who didn't move the music, was intoxicated by them.

During the intermission of Act III, I was hungry. I wanted to buy something to eat from the roadside stall at the edge of the square. I searched all over my body but couldn't find a single cent. I asked Achilles. Seeing his surprised expression, I knew that there definitely wasn't any. It was over. My stomach was already growling. I turned to look at Troilus and the others. They were all sitting obediently. When Polydorus saw me, he got up and walked over. He said,"I want to go shopping.”

I was so touched that I almost jumped up to hug him. However, seeing his expression of 'you idiot,' I decided not to continue destroying my image. After informing Achilles, I turned around and said to Herbert,"Don't worry, I'll take good care of him.”

Polydorus kicked me in displeasure and shouted impatiently," Mind your own business. Are you leaving or not?”

I followed the flow of people to a small stall selling food. I was planning what to buy when Polydoros glanced at me indifferently and pretended to be in a hurry to give me the money."Buy it yourself. I'll go to the toilet.”

I took the money and plunged into the crowd." Boss, give me six apple pancakes, dry cheese, ale, oak seeds, sunflower seeds, and so on. And--this, this--" I ordered a lot of things in one breath and looked back at Polydorus with a smile. The kid didn't look back and ran towards the exit of the theater. I patted the person next to me and asked,""Where is the toilet?"

That person pointed to a spot not far behind me and said,""Isn't that so?"

I was shocked. The little broken child went in the wrong direction. I wrapped up the things I bought and threw the money to chase after him.

The little brat must have been suffocated. He ran as he walked. He didn't hear me even when I shouted. He just pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. No, I almost lost him. I stuffed something into my mouth and threw the rest to the beggars by the roadside. My heart ached. It wasn't my money anyway.

If I wasn't careful, Poludoros would have already disappeared. I cursed him as a bastard! She chased after him in the direction he left. As she ran, she felt that something was amiss. This was the road out of the city. Why did he run out of the city to use the toilet?

If they kept walking, they would really be out of the city. Should they inform them? What was the little brat trying to do?

Just as he was thinking about how to find the child first, he realized that the child was grabbed by a burly man with a slave mark on his forehead." What are you doing? Let go of me!"”

I ran over and snatched Polydorus away, pushing the burly man away." What are you doing? Robbing in public?”

He smoothed out the little brat's messy black hair and gave him a blow." Don't tell me you're here to use the toilet. Do you think I'm a fool? Come back with me!"”

"No, I can't! I won't go back even if you beat me to death. I want to go back to Troy!”The broken child really went against me. I scooped him up and pressed him on my leg to give him a few slaps." I told you to be willful and disobedient! Do you think your father will be happy if you run back like this? Do you know how much trouble this will cause your brother and the others? Didn't I tell you that you have a heavy responsibility?”

Polydoros cried out in pain and cursed with a runny nose,""Idiot, who wants to listen to you? Why didn't you send Troilos away? You're all lying to me. I don't want to go to Thrace Island alone. I want to go back and kill all of you greeks!”

Aiyo, it wasn't easy to beat him up. His butt didn't explode, but my palm was burning. I hit him until he had no strength to resist. Then I turned him over and carried him on my shoulder." Come back with me, and I'll let Herbert deal with you again."”

"No, idiot, put me down!”Polydoros was determined not to go back. He punched and kicked, and my back was swollen.

"Hey, little brother!" A cold and dark voice blocked my way. I looked up and saw a middle-aged man with gray hair and a weathered face looking at us with his arms crossed. His body was thin and slender, and his eyes were vicious. I looked at him coldly." I'm not in a good mood now. A good dog doesn't get in the way. Get lost!”

The man shrugged and chuckled. He waved and said,""You're quite arrogant. You want to leave after destroying my stall? Do you think I, Bamen Steed, am easy to bully?”

At least five burly men responded and surrounded us. The people around us put down their work and surrounded us to watch the show.

I put down Polydoros and held him tightly in my arms. I looked at the black sign behind him that was scribbled with something about a three-day tour of Thrace, Macedon, and a free visit to the legendary monsters. It was a mess. I didn't know what it was, so I said,"I don't know what kind of stall you're running. Besides, it's your people's fault.”

"Hey! Puppies, did you hear how he spoke to his master? What are you still standing there for? Go! Teach this ungrateful brat a lesson!”Barmenstedt obviously had other plans, his eyes full of schemes.

I blocked the fist of the first person who attacked and shouted,"Wait!"

"What else do you have to say?" Barmenstie raised an eyebrow and sneered.”

I didn't show any weakness. I smiled and said," We are guests on the island, and we are legal freemen. I'm afraid it's not reasonable for Master Bamen to use the criminal law without permission, right?”

"What reason? What law? In Lemnos City, my words are the reason and the law. Catch them back to keep my little pets company. Hehe!" Rubbing his chin, Barmenstedt revealed a terrifying and confident smile, like the ugly face of the goddess of vengeance.

Poludoros pulled out the short sword on his waist and blocked in front of me. A few bare-handed men bent down and slowly walked forward. Little Broken Child and I lacked actual combat experience, and we were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

I had no choice. I picked up Polydorus by the waist and threw him out of the encirclement when those people pounced on him." Hurry up and go back to your brother!”

His lower body sank, and his entire body curled up into a ball as he hugged his head and rolled on the ground, getting punched and kicked.

I didn't even have a chance to catch my breath. In a short while, blood started to spread in front of my eyes. My forehead, abdomen, and legs were injured, and I couldn't move at all. My hair was grabbed, and I was forced to raise my head. I saw a burly man covering my mouth and holding Polydoros in mid-air. He stared at me with his eyes wide open in fear. He didn't escape!

Barmen Steele walked over with a lewd smile and touched my lips with a finger stained with saliva." What delicate lips. I wonder what the person under this mask looks like. Let Master take a good look."”As he spoke, he reached out to take off the crystal mask that was firmly on my face. I struggled desperately and opened my mouth to bite his smelly hand. I didn't plan to leave any room for mercy. With a crack, I bit off his hand. Taking advantage of the moment when the person who was holding me down was distracted by his screams, I used all my strength to flip over and kick the person who was holding me down.

The atmosphere that had just subsided became tense again. I didn't hesitate anymore. I quickly stepped forward, retreated, spun, and kicked sideways. After a few moves, most of the people close to me fell to the ground and groaned. However, the injuries on their bodies worsened. Someone used a knife!

When he heard the sound of air being torn apart, he turned around and retreated like lightning. He was a little slow.

"Psst!"

My robe was cut open by a knife, and there was a wound on my abdomen. I paused for a moment, and the next moment, I was kicked on the back. I couldn't even breathe, and with a puff, I spat out a mouthful of blood. My vision became blurry.

Polydoros kept kicking his legs in the air. Unable to make a sound, he lay on the ground and grabbed a handful of sand, trying to reach out his hand." Polydoros, I'm useless. I didn't protect you well!”

"Crash!"

I was woken up by a basin of ice water. I almost jumped up, but my head was immediately stepped on, and the wound on my abdomen split open. Sticky blood seeped out along the carpet. I looked up and saw that Polydoros was tied to a golden throne. It was embedded with dazzling gems and sparkling diamond crystals. His mouth was gagged, and he was looking at me worriedly. He was quiet and calm. I was worried that he would cry. It seemed that I was overthinking. After all, he was the prince of a country.

The ugly face of Baptiste came into view. He crouched in front of me and stretched out his ball-like fingers. He smiled maliciously and said,"I deliberately told them not to take off your mask. Now I want to see what kind of peerless beauty you are and see if your appearance is worthy of your pride.”

I glared at him angrily, but I couldn't move. Bardius slowly took off his crystal mask, and a light flashed in his eyes. His rough fingers caressed my face back and forth. I really wanted to chop his hands into meat paste!

"It's not absolutely beautiful, but it makes people miss it, especially this pair of eyes. They can be deep and shallow, floating and deep, making people unable to understand or guess. It was a good item, and it should be worth a sky-high price if sold to the Macedonian royal family.”Bardius waved his hand and ordered someone to help me up. He signaled for a slave beside him. That slave lowered his hand and stood in front of me. He reached out and cut his shirt in half with a hissing sound. Then, he retreated to the side.

The cold, snake-like hands moved on his skin again. A fire was burning in Barmendes 'eyes, and the smile on his face widened. He kept nodding,""What delicate skin! Your pure face covers this lewd body, it will make people unable to stop, hehe!”As he spoke, he poured the blood-red wine over my shoulder. The beautiful flowers meandered down like poisonous roots. He sucked in a cold breath and took a step back. He looked at me in a daze, trembling and stunned. I saw myself in his eyes become a gorgeous and expensive piece of cloth, so charming and dazzling in front of me.

My face turned red. Under his caress, there was only humiliation and anger. I gritted my teeth and said,"I will chop off your hand, you bastard. What do you want?”

Barmendes didn't take the threat seriously. He sat back on his throne and held Polydoros in his arms. He raised his leg, and a maid knelt on the ground. Two other maids knelt beside the throne and stretched out their hands to massage him. A slave respectfully offered a golden wine cup.

No taste, vulgar!

I cursed in my heart. I looked at him fearlessly and asked,"What are you going to do to us?"

Bardius looked up and laughed." Haha, you're in my tent now. It's not your place to ask what you want to do. Or maybe I can be more direct.”He bent down and pressed down on Polydorus.

I couldn't see Polydoros struggling. I just shouted to break free and rush forward." Let him go, you bastard. If you dare to touch a hair on him, I'll skin you alive. Do you hear me, Baptiste?”

Barmendes 'body froze, and with a muffled growl, he slapped Polydoros' face. He turned around, and his lower lip was bitten until it bled.

Five bloody marks appeared on Polydoros 'pale face.

"Bah! F * ck, I'm not going to do it the hard way!" Barmendes angrily kicked the person beside him away and jumped up to howl," Towel, towel, are you f * cking blind? Can't you see that I'm bleeding?”

Immediately, someone knelt down and handed a towel to him in fear. Bardius kicked the person away and rushed over to slap me twice." Okay, you don't want me to touch him, so you'll replace him? I'll torture you ruthlessly. You dare to disobey my people!”

Instead, I calmed down and looked at him indifferently."Aren't you going to sell us to the Thrace Kingdom of Macedon? If the toys sold to the royal family are not as fresh, the price will probably be greatly reduced, right?”

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