Chapter 480 480. The noise in the street
“Great Hermes, all I can give you now is piety. I am very poor, and there are only four hungry and thirsty children at home and nothing else. Living thing. And my only handcart is broken, how can I make a living? Or do you want me to give up the handcart and continue to make a living?"
A man wearing a long linen skirt with frayed hem. The woman knelt before the magnificent statue of Hermes, praying and asking questions.
Hermes is the god of business, and this prayer is the right medicine.
Lan En squeezed out from the crack in the stone behind the statue at this time.
The tall figure walked out from behind the shadow of the statue, causing the woman who was kneeling to pray to scream in surprise and jerked from her kneeling position to a squatting position.
"Please don't panic, I am not a bad person or a monster, madam."
Lan En's hand was still holding the tribute stolen by the bandits in the cave, and he smiled and raised it towards the woman .
"I just heard you say that life is difficult, these things"
Lan En looked at the statue, then at the cracks in the stone, feeling that the tribute in his hand should now be regarded as 'thief's loot' Yes, so I continued without any mental barriers.
"These things can be divided a little, and at least we can get through the most difficult period."
The squatting woman looked at Lan En from fear to shock.
“Really, really?”
After she took the things in a daze, she suddenly began to praise Hermes loudly.
The words used should be hymns from temples, Lan En couldn’t understand them well.
The demon hunter scratched his cheek awkwardly beside him: "Madam, I gave you this thing."
So when this devout believer was also worshiping Hermes, He bowed gratefully to Lan En.
"Of course, thank you, the envoy of Hermes. You personally brought me hope, under the will of the great god Hermes."
In women's piety Amidst the loud praise, Lan En shook his head helplessly, avoided her worship, and looked back at the gorgeous statue.
"Okay, under God's will."
After walking out of the cave, the frustrated man was still sitting on the stone, his leather sandals tapping against the stone.
When Lan En stood in front of him, the man raised his head, with an unspeakable prayer in his eyes.
“So, are they inside?”
“I didn’t see any gods, just a group of thieves behind statues who stole offerings from believers.”
< br>Lan En spread his hands, looked down at the man and said.
The man's eyes suddenly brightened up again.
"Aha! I knew it! The gods didn't abandon me! It's those damn thieves! May they all bear the wrath of Zeus!"
"No, Zeus doesn't have to take him The anger is wasted on these people." The demon hunter shook his head and said calmly. "Because my wrath has already fallen on them."
"Then let these blasphemers feel the wrath of Hades in the underworld."
The man immediately changed his mind. A way to curse.
"Thank you, mercenary. You make my heart feel much more relaxed."
As he said that, he took out a leather money bag, which looked deflated.
"This is my last property. According to the agreement, it is yours."
The money bag probably contains less than twenty coins, Lan En saw. The thin man shook his head.
"You'd better keep it for yourself. It looks like you haven't eaten for a long time, but you should be careful next time you worship God."
"You can't be picky when worshiping the gods." The man shook his head in disapproval, "But I still thank you, mercenary. Unlike the rumors, you are not just a professional who can kill people."
Lan En turned around and left the small valley, waving his hand behind him without looking back.
"I advise you not to think that way." Other mercenaries may not have the same leisurely mood as me.
The sunshine of the Aegean Sea shone on Lan En's body, causing him to twist and relax his shoulders involuntarily.
This trip can be regarded as an initial experience of the beliefs and concepts of ancient Greek people. At least I will not offend others without realizing it in the future.
And [Spirit Vision] also became active for a while while observing the statue, so it was not without gain.
After walking out of the valley again, Lan En wandered around the outskirts of the town.
There are not as many jobs as there are in the port, so there are not many people. Lan En's arrival was a bit of a sensation, but it didn't bother him.
Put a pickled olive into your mouth. The salty pulp and rich oil explode in your mouth, which slightly increases your appetite.
This is the offering that was taken out from the cave just now, and some of the food was left behind by Lan En himself.
He wanted to have a taste of ancient Greece.
"It's equivalent to a small pickle."
The demon hunter made an evaluation based on his own taste and ate while shopping.
Thanks to the climate of the Aegean Sea, people here do not actually have a hard demand for sturdy houses.
At the market, a wooden stick is used to prop up a roof to prevent direct sunlight, even if it is a stall that can only trade for a day.
Put a few pieces of linen on the ground, and then use weeds and flax poles to make a bump to serve as a pillow, which is a bed for sleeping overnight.
Lan En looked at the surrounding scenes from a novel perspective.
This timeline, where civilization was just born, was lively and free. It was his first time to experience it personally, so everything seemed new.
But soon, Lan En, who came from another world, saw another major feature of the early stages of human civilization - chaos.
While Lan En was wandering around, a penetrating scream suddenly came from the sky.
That's the cry of an eagle.
Frequent and urgent.
Some people on the street stretched out their heads from under the shed and looked up at the sky in confusion because of the hawk's call.
But soon they no longer care about the sky, because a commotion also started in the streets.
The crowd rushed past Lan En like water.
Most of their heads only reached Lan En's shoulders, so from the witcher's perspective, they were a mass of black hair.
"Hey! At least don't stuff my mouth with that piece of cloth on your waist, okay? It's so black that it's shiny!"
A little girl screamed fiercely It came from the opposite direction of the crowd.
During this period, there were also the sounds of pottery amphorae being smashed, the sound of thin wooden sticks being broken, and vicious threats.
Such as "Shut up, if you speak again I will cut off your tongue!", "We can actually cut off one of your hands first" and so on.
Lan En, standing among the crowd, raised his eyebrows because he thought the little girl's voice was very familiar.
Just like I heard it a few hours ago.
“Phobo?”
The eagle in the sky must be Icarus who wanted to protect her.
Thinking of this, Lan En began to push through the crowd and squeezed towards the place where the noise was happening.
"Okay, little girl, let me see what trouble you got into again."
(End of Chapter)