Time: 2007-12- 11 18:09:00 Words: 5263
"One question, ten taels of silver. This is a fee for offering to God.”Karkas stood at the door with a cane in his hand. His black priest's robe was torn apart by the cold night wind and whistled.
I searched my pockets and looked at him helplessly." I'm sorry. I came suddenly today and didn't bring any money. Can you send it back another day?"”
"You don't have to resort to gold and silver," said Karkas with a smile."You can just offer a portion of your personal belongings.”The peddler's bright eyes fell on the necklace on my neck. Without thinking, I bent down and picked up Divine Nine and stuffed it into the hunch-backed slave's arms."Then I'll mortgage it here and redeem it tomorrow. How about we include food expenses?”
The slave was caught off guard and hugged Little Nine in a daze. He looked at me, then at Karkas. Finally, he turned his head and asked his master for help.
Little Nine was surprisingly obedient. It curled up in that person's arms without saying a word and didn't even look at me.
Karkas was clearly not moved by my act of putting righteousness above family. He walked over and rudely pulled my necklace over to his palm." This is refined from pearl shells at the bottom of the deep sea. Seeing how precious you are, it must have been given to you by Achilles. From this, it should have been made by the sea goddess Thetis. Alright, I'll pay with it.”After saying that, he was about to take it.
I hurriedly pushed his hand away." Hey, this is daylight robbery. I haven't agreed yet."”After saying that, he looked around awkwardly and searched her carefully again. Who would bring money into their own house? I really don't have a single cent.
"Karkas, why bother with a little kid?”A smiling voice appeared at the entrance of the main pillar of the temple. He was dressed in a light and short robe with a big flag on his back. He had long and short hair, a slender figure, narrow eyes, and a noble demeanor, but he was casual and unrestrained.
He seemed to have seen this person once or twice. On Austin's warship, he would always pass by him in the meeting hall.
The man walked over, took out a handful of silver, and threw it into the jar. He turned his head, narrowed his eyes, and asked Karkas," Is that enough?"”
Karkas did not stand on ceremony. He chuckled and said,"A small business, King Idomenius is embarrassed.”
Idomenius walked over and flicked my forehead.""I've long heard Achilles say that you're muddle-headed, but I didn't expect you to be this foolish.”
I smiled embarrassedly, not understanding why he was so intimate. I thanked him," I'll return the money to you tomorrow."”
Idomenius nodded with a smile and said,""Go back early. Also, don't get lost.”
I walked to the entrance of the temple, turned around, and asked,"Does the king know me?"
Idomenius folded his arms and smiled." I've been hearing so much about you, but I'm sure you're not as good as I am, Patroclus.”
My face turned red and I jumped out of the temple, rolling down the stairs.
"Ah!"
"How embarrassing!" Divine Nine still thinks that my self-esteem isn't weak enough, so it attacked me.
Idomenius's forthright laughter came from the hall, and then he heard Karkas ask,""What brings you here so late at night?”
"Shouldn't Skoulos 'grain ships be arriving in two days? I'm here to ask when is the best time to set sail.”
He ran out of the temple as if he was escaping. The wind whistled along the way for a long time, and he didn't know where he had run to. He was so tired that he fell on the grass. The cool wind blew through his hair. He looked up and saw that it was late at night, and the cold stars were shining in the sky.
Looking left and right, he saw a wide plain stretching behind him. A few withered trees stood in the winter night, looking particularly desolate.
Little Nine stood silently beside him, its dark eyes a little cold. It pulled it into its arms and said softly,""I'm sorry about just now. Actually, if he really dared to take it, I was planning to take you and escape.”
Little Nine's warm breath sprayed on her hand. Her eyes were indifferent as she said,"It's nothing. I'm your protector, and you're my master. It's up to you to decide whether I live or die.”
I hugged it tightly again and kept apologizing." I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. It won't be like this again.”
System Divine Nine didn't reply to me anymore. I hugged it and lay on the ground, letting the cold wind wrap around my body. My swollen head slowly cleared up as I recalled what Amphilox had said to me in the temple.
Achilles 'participation in the war was inevitable, so who was the one who killed the little prince of Troy?
Could it be a little broken child?
Troy probably knew about it too, so they sent him away.
Then I don't have to worry. He's not here anymore, so what's there to worry about? Haha.
After laughing twice, he relaxed his body and spread out his limbs. Just as he was about to fall asleep, a faint flute sound came from the distant sky. It lingered around and was inadvertently blown away by the wind. It was not clear and sounded like a low whimper. He thought it was an illusion. He sat up and heard a few more mournful flute sounds drifting with the wind.
I stood up and walked towards the sound of the flute. Little Nine blocked in front of me." What are you doing?”
"It's okay. Let's go take a look. We might see the Night Elves. Are you afraid?”I bent down and picked it up. Although the kid was a little repulsed by what happened at the temple just now, he still nestled in my arms in a comfortable position and said coldly,"Curiosity killed a cat."
I laughed." It's alright. Don't I have the fearless little lion king by my side? We'll block it with our soldiers and drown it with our soil."
As I spoke, I crossed the plains and walked into the low hills. I pushed aside the bushes and walked over. The sound of the flute became clearer and clearer. A faint sadness and longing lingered in the air, making it difficult for me to breathe. It must be the pan flute. I didn't expect it to be able to play such ethereal music.
The withered shrubs grew denser, and from time to time, they would make cracking sounds. After all, it was already midwinter. The surroundings were quiet, except for a few eerie sounds of the wind that drifted past their ears. The flute sound was always high and low as if it was following their footsteps. Sometimes it was gentle, sometimes it was low, and it was filled with endless sorrow and longing.
The scenery in front of him gradually opened up. Standing on the hill and looking down, he saw a wide river flowing calmly. The river was surrounded by dense branches and dead leaves. A few clumps of firs stood apart from each other. The sound of a flute came from the depths of the reed pond.
I lowered my head and gestured for Little Nine to keep quiet." Let's go meet the Night Elves."
System Divine Nine unexpectedly licked my face and warned,""Be careful."
I nodded and gently pushed aside the withered reeds, trying not to make a sound as I slowly approached the person who was playing alone in the depths of the reed pond.
A lonely and desolate figure leaned against the laurel tree by the river. The reeds half covered his slender and handsome figure. The rustling cold wind unfolded his loose robe, and his clothes fluttered. He was as elegant as the wind. He lowered his eyes and held a flute in his hand. The night seemed to be unable to hide his loneliness and sadness. The flute sound was like a spell that imprisoned my figure. I squatted in the depths of the reeds and looked at him.
The faint fragrance of hyacinthus reached the tip of my nose with the wind, and my heart also beat with the notes. The sonorous and powerful complacency was unrestrained, the vague sadness was unclear, and the joy and frustration were unclear.
A sharp pain suddenly tore at my heart. When I came back to my senses, I realized that tears were streaming down my face. What happened?
Why would I cry?
His hands trembled as he snapped the reeds.”
The sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and the wind blew past. After a while, the dry branches were broken by the wind.
I hugged Little Nine tightly and held my breath. The person under the tree stood quietly and slowly got up. The wind hurt my eyes. I rubbed my eyes and looked up again. The black figure had already disappeared.
Yi Jue flew about like a dream. I suddenly looked up. The figure of a Night Elf was like the Demon King of Hell. Sword light flashed, and his hair was messy. The face that was filled with killing intent instantly approached me. Jiu roared and pounced on me. I was kicked to the ground. The fragrance of hyacinths enveloped the air. I didn't know if I should suffocate or endure it. I just gently broke the reed branch and slowly called out that name. My heart beat rapidly." He, ke, tuo, er!"”
"Roar!"
Divine Nine's howl shook the mountain forest, and its white figure entangled with Herbert like a swimming dragon.
The wind from the sword of Héctor swept across my face, leaving a bloody mark on my face. The reeds around me fell down, and the chilling wind swept across.
"Roar!"
Little Nine suddenly cried out in pain and staggered into the swamp. I screamed in fear," Stop, stop, Little Nine, Little Nine, how are you?”
Ignoring the fact that the murderous sword was coming at me, I rushed over and hugged Divine Nine. Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce my heart, I retreated repeatedly and shouted,"Héctor!"
"Whoosh-"
The cold sword stopped its slaughter. The black figure stood stiffly in front of me. I took a deep breath and timidly looked at the man who was as noble as a god above me. The cold wind whistled and the fragrance of hyacinths settled.
Divine Nine's breathing was loud in my arms, filled with the smell of blood. My entire body was drenched in cold sweat, and time flowed slowly.
In the night, the bright eyes of Victor flashed. He asked uncertainly,""You are, Patroclus?"
Only then did I let out a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously. I didn't know how to answer for a moment.
" I'm sorry," he said. He walked to me and squatted down. Divine Nine struggled and roared in my arms. I patted his back and comforted him softly." Don't worry, he won't hurt me."”
His face was close at hand, and it was slightly pale in the dark night. His beautiful eyes were not as firm and fearless as in her memories. Perhaps it was because of the night that they were dyed with a faint softness, as clear as water.
He hesitantly reached out to my face. He paused for a moment, but he still brushed it over. He brushed the wound. I cried out in pain and my body shrank back." Are you hurt?”
I laughed dryly and said," Haha, it's nothing. It's just a scratch. Why is Your Highness playing the flute by the river late at night?"”
" What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" asked Héctor.”
Slightly annoyed, I didn't know why he had become so unfamiliar. My tone was full of vigilance and rejection. I stood up and patted my butt."I was attracted by your flute.”
He placed Divine Nine on the ground. The light was too dim to check the wound. He was angry again." Your Highness is very skilled. You didn't even show mercy to a beast!"”
"My sword is used to kill.”I was speechless. I turned around angrily and said,""Then shouldn't Your Highness have shown mercy and let an enemy soldier like me go?”
"Damn it!" Héctor cursed angrily and turned around to pull me into his arms. Little Nine's hair stood on end and was about to pounce on me. I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet to push him away, but I couldn't compete with him in strength. They were on different levels. I shouted," What do you want to do? Let go of me!"”
He let go of me stiffly. I couldn't see his expression in the dark, and even his breathing was blown away by the wind. My heart was in turmoil. I gritted my teeth and glared at him as if I couldn't bear it. He turned his back to me and said sadly,"I'm sorry." Then, he pushed aside the reeds and quickly disappeared by the river.
I sat on the ground, feeling wronged. I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to die. I was so angry that I thought who I was. I just met a few times a few months ago and didn't go through life and death together. Our relationship was just ordinary. There was no need to be angry for my enemy.
As he thought about it, he suppressed the inexplicable unwillingness and anger in his heart. He spat out a mouthful of saliva and picked up the moaning Divine Nine as he ran back to the camp. He was so anxious that he was about to cry.
I shouted and pushed aside the patrolling soldiers blocking the way. I ran straight to Mahabon's barracks. Dozens of patrolling soldiers followed behind me and caused a commotion in the entire Greek camp.
Mahaon leaned against the headboard drunkenly, tilting the wine glass in his hand and pouring the juice. The slave kneeling on the ground drooped his head and dozed off. As soon as I barged in, the old boy immediately jumped up and ran to the armor." Are the Trojans attacking?”
I placed Divine Nine on the wooden table and pulled him over."Quickly take a look at it. It's seriously injured.”
Mahaweng carefully examined the wound on his abdomen and looked up at me suspiciously."How did you guys get attacked? The sword technique was very ingenious, only cutting open your belly.”
This was called ingenious? I wiped the sweat off my face and asked,"Don't ask, just bandage it."”
"I'm a doctor, not a veterinarian." Mahaweng nagged as he called his attendants to bring out the medical equipment, saying,""I say, young man, you have to know your limits when doing things. Look at you, it's the middle of the night, and you're making everyone restless. I'm an old man, and I don't have the energy to compare with you children.”
The soldiers who followed me at the door were sent out by the attendants. I sat on the stool and looked at the blood-soaked Divine Nine in a daze. When I thought of the lukewarm attitude of Herbert just now, I felt even more irritated.
After torturing for most of the night, he carried Little Nine back to the barracks. It was dark. Achilles had not returned, so he was on night duty on the warship. He placed Little Nine in his nest and did not light the lamp. He sat on the bed and listened to the sound of the tide. He folded his legs and hugged it, resting his chin on his knees.
It wasn't until dawn that I felt a little sleepy. I was woken up by the creaking of the door as soon as I closed my eyes. I raised my heavy head and saw Achilles walking in with a shield in his hand. He looked at me and placed the shield at the door. I walked over and squatted down. Looking at his gentle eyes, I suddenly felt a sourness in my heart. I felt sorry for someone who could affect my emotions like he did last night. I reached out and wrapped my arms around his neck."I can't sleep."
Achilles touched my face, his palm cold.""He's injured. What happened?”
I shook my head, not wanting to say anything.
Achilles didn't ask any more questions. He picked me up and placed me on the bed, covering me with a blanket." It's still early. I'll sleep for a while."”
I nodded and grabbed his hand tightly. I curled up into a ball and fell asleep with a perturbed mood.
Although Divine Nine's injury was not a big deal, he could not get up and walk for a while. Achilles repeatedly asked me what happened that night.
I only said perfunctorily,"I met Greek soldiers on the way back and was accidentally injured. I didn't see their faces clearly."”He didn't know why he had to hide the whereabouts of Hull. Judging from how familiar he was with that night, he should have been there often. If he told Achilles, an ambush was inevitable. He knew that he shouldn't have, but he had to hide it anyway.
Who knew that Achilles almost caught all the soldiers who returned late that night. In the end, it was Austin who said," Forget it. It's all in the past. It's fine as long as they're fine."”Achilles stopped.
Afterwards, Austin invited me to the warship and asked sincerely,""Are they really Greek soldiers?"
I didn't say anything. I lowered my head and rubbed against the ground.
"I hope it's not the Trojans, our enemy.”He walked to the window, folded his arms, and turned to look at me with a smile.
The golden sunlight shone on his entire body. His eyes were wavering. I lowered my head guiltily and did not dare to look at him. As expected of the strategist of the Greek army. Nothing could hide from his eyes.
Austin didn't ask any more questions. He changed the subject and asked,""I heard that you went to ask about the war?”
I nodded.
He sat back at the table and smiled." What do you plan to do? Stop this war?"”
I shook my head." I don't know. I just want to protect the people I love. I don't want Achilles to die."”
" Then protect yourself, Patroclus. You, Achilles, and Hector are tied together.”said Austin.
I felt awkward at the mention of Héctor and retorted,""There's no way I'm related to him!”The viciousness in his tone startled the slaves serving the brush and ink.
Austin looked up at me in amusement and said,""Oh, really? I hope so.”
I immediately got off the boat dejectedly, feeling even more depressed.
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