Chapter 516 517. Sailing out of Megaris
Finally, Kassandra returned to the Adrestia.
As if avoiding Hades' pursuit, Barnabas quickly urged the crew to set sail and stay away from Megaris, a place of right and wrong.
The blue waves of the Aegean Sea surge into white waves under the ship's side.
The Spartan military camp on the coast was originally slightly happy because of the victory in the war, but now there is a panic and noise spreading.
Barnabas looked at the coastline that was gradually being left behind by the Adrestia, and he felt a sense of shock that made him breathe heavily.
And looked at Cassandra beside him.
Patricide.
Did Cassandra really kill his father?
Is this just like the dramatic tragic character described by the Athenian playwright who is right next to him?
"You, did you really kill Nikolaos? Your father?"
Even at the moment Cassandra rescued him, Barnabas was already ready to fight for his friend A lifetime of loyalty.
But when faced with the grave sin of 'patricide', a sin despised by the gods, he still couldn't help but ask more questions.
Fubo also looked at Cassandra at a loss.
After she came down from the cliff, she never said a word until she boarded the Adrestia.
"He is not my father."
"Nicholas is not my father."
Kassandra said firmly.
The throats of Barnabas and Phobbe were choked at this moment.
They thought that this sentence was Kassandra's self-persuasion for her patricide.
But Cassandra reacted after seeing the expressions of the two people, waved her hands and said.
"I didn't kill him, and this is not what I say to comfort myself."
"He is my stepfather. He trained me and raised me. Although he also hurt me, he still After I saw him become like this, I still couldn't do it. I beat him up and took away his Spartan sword and his helmet. These things are life-saving for a Spartan warrior. Equally important, enough to communicate.”
Barnabas and Forbes let out a long sigh of relief.
“Ah, that’s great. We have no enmity with Sparta, and you have not committed patricide.”
Parricide is among the worst crimes in any culture.
As friends and relatives, Barnabas and Fulb sincerely hope that Cassandra will not take action driven by anger.
With Cassandra's explanation, the dull atmosphere between the few people disappeared in an instant.
Kassandra smiled heartily and reached out to pat Barnabas on the shoulder and Phob's head.
“Thank you for your concern, it’s great to have you here.”
But as soon as he turned around, the falconer, who had regained his composure, discovered that there seemed to be one less eye-catching guy on the deck.
“But, where is Lan En?”
Fauber and Barnabas’ expressions froze, and then under Cassandra’s questioning, the two of them stumbled over Lan En. Eun-jae repeated what he said when he looked at the battlefield from a distance.
“I don’t think you need to blame him, Cassandra.”
At the end, Barnabas was careful with his words, trying to calm down Cassandra and Blue. relationship.
"What he said makes sense. Of course, a decent person hopes to stop an unjust war, but since no one can stop the war, he doesn't have sufficient reasons and goals to get involved like you. Then he doesn't want to join both sides in this war. War is not a good thing, and it is blameless, right?"
"I think so too," Fubo quietly supported Barnabas from the side. When Phobbe and Barnabas looked at Cassandra cautiously, thinking that she would be angry.
The falconer's originally expressionless face suddenly smiled.
“No, I’m not angry.”
Cassandra smiled easily.
“If Lan En did not dare to go to the battlefield because of fear, then I would think he is a coward. But now, because of his own decision and will, he stayed away from the battlefield he did not want to go to after careful consideration. I respect this decision."
"You and he are both right. Based on what I saw and heard in Megaris, the Peloponnesian League and the Delian League are both a group. A guy who does nothing to fight for hegemony.”
Kassandra spread her hands and smiled helplessly.
“If I weren’t a mercenary who relied on chaos, if this war hadn’t involved me in my journey to find my relatives. Ah, I think I would have stayed away from this tug-of-war without justice and justice. War.”
"Woohoo!" Barnabas clenched his hand into a fist, waved it hard in the air, and cheered happily.
"So it seems that these two respectable friends of mine have no differences? This is really good news."
"We will talk about the good news and bad news later." Card Sandra stood at the command seat on the deck and issued orders to the crew.
“Now, let’s go to Forgis! I have the helmet of the Spartan [Blood Wolf] and the enemy of Elpino. It’s time for this wealthy ‘employer’ to give us some It’s rewarded!”
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On the night we sailed out of Megaris, there was a thunderstorm in the Aegean Sea.
There is no starlight or moonlight in the sky, and the dark clouds are thick and low.
Only from time to time, lightning striking from the higher dark clouds can briefly illuminate the world for a moment.
Some crew members on the Adrestia began to pray. They had been wandering at sea for a long time. Led by Barnabas, they used to call this scene 'the quarrel between Zeus and Hera'.
In the cabin below the deck, Cassandra squeezed into Lan En's room.
The cabins of inland sea ships in this era were not large, and every ship was desperately squeezing living space for cargo space.
So even though Lan En is nominally one of the captains of this ship, his room is not too big.
When Cassandra came in, she saw Lan En patching his armor that looked very expensive.
Add metal protection to some of the link locations to make the armor larger.
This is consistent with his growing size.
Kassandra is a confident person, even if her Spartan childhood education makes her a little conceited.
But she still couldn't let herself understand Lan En's body.
His growth rate is not like an adult, but like a baby just coming out of the mother's belly -
One day at a time.
The demon hunter didn't even look back after hearing the movement behind him.
"I brought a jug of wine, do you want a cup?"
Lan pointed to the earthenware amphorae placed aside, completing the last details on his hands.
Then when he turned around, he happened to see Cassandra standing at the door, also holding a clay amphorae in her hand, and shrugged at him.
“It seems we want to go together.”
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(End of this chapter)