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52 who is the real man in the end

Paris got the carriage to the door, and he walked into Helen's bedroom from the outhouse, and came to put Helen in the carriage with his brother.

"Wait a minute," said Hector, "shall we deliver her into the hands of Meneos, or shall we cross the sea and send her home?" ”

"Brother, you have already thought about it, even if you say what is in your heart, you must be very thoughtful, this is a complete plan, if I come up with another idea, I am afraid it will be detrimental to the implementation of the complete plan." Paris said.

"Brother, you are also very thoughtful, I have already thought of a complete plan. We sent her back to her old hometown, which was the palace of Menelaos, so that Helen's in-laws would send clippers to the front to report that Helen had returned, with the order to withdraw the troops and report that Helen had returned home. Hector said.

"This is a truce step!" Paris said.

I think this will also be Menelaos's wish, and this protracted war is also tormenting his heart. It is certain that he is only in love with face, the expedition has already begun, leaving Helen alone empty-handed, it is already difficult to ride a tiger. If there is a letter from home telling him that Helen has returned home, the anger in his heart will soon be extinguished when he hears this good news, and there will be no purpose, or the purpose has been achieved, and he will no longer have the courage to fight. Withdrawing troops home is something he can't wait. Hector said.

"And Helen's property is still with us." Paris said.

"It's not entirely that she left all her property here, since we have even returned the people to them, we are not so poor as to leave a curse of harm for the sake of greed. Let's take some more gold and put it on the ship, it's valuable, and it can be worth a hundred thousand, and we can use only a small number of ships. Hector said.

"My brother is benevolent and righteous, and he thinks things so perfectly." Paris said.

"It takes years to go back and forth at sea, and we can only carry Helen and some of her small possessions in one boat, and all the other ships are to carry food, and we eat our own rations back and forth." Hector said.

"I think so, too, that although we send Helen back to her ex-husband's house, and they will certainly give us the food we returned, we should first make sure that we don't starve to death on the way back." Paris said.

Hector heard from his brother that Helen would be sent to her ex-husband's house, and her ex-husband's family would also match the food he returned. Because every sensible person knows that it is very difficult to keep food on board for a round trip of food from tens of thousands of miles of ocean, mainly because the ship has a limited capacity, and for this reason, people will give you food to return.

Friends of states and states. Tribe-to-tribe. The Kojima family and the Kojima family have engraved this principle in their hearts. As long as someone's boat docks at your seashore, you must send food to the other family, which is a mutual giving, and it is also the mutual survival of human beings.

Thinking of this, Hector's tears suddenly welled up from his eyes like a flood that burst the embankment.

Paris handed him a handkerchief, and instead of taking it and wiping his tears, Hector stretched out his hands to hold his brother and wept bitterly. Like a little daughter-in-law who has lost her husband, and like a mother who has died of her son.

"Don't be overly sad, my brother, aren't we now moving in the direction of common friendship for mankind. You don't have to regret the mistakes you made in the past. Stop your grief, and I will go and get the ship and the food, and all the possessions that Helen has brought, first. When I've got all these things done, I'll come with you to carry Helen to the ship in a carriage......" Paris left his brother and went about his business.

Hector had collapsed to the ground from excessive grief, and he began to fall asleep in a daze.

So, he began to dream, and he dreamed that he was alone in sending Helen back to her ex-husband's house. The waves on the sea are so big and so big. Helen was not stretched in a sack, but was completely free, and was also helping Hector to get the boat in order not to let the waves overturn the boat, and the two of them were busy running back and forth on the boat.

Helen was once again lifted by a strong wave and fell to the ground. Hector quickly threw the oar into the boat and went over to lift Helen up once more. Then another great wave came, and Hector fell on Helen as well.

Hector struggled to get up, but a big wave struck both of them to a soaking wet. It was as if the two of them had been glued together. He wanted to stand up on his own first, and then pick Helen up.

He had no strength at all, he couldn't even lift his own hands, and his body was like a piece of iron, pressing on Helen.

He could only feel in his heart that Helen's body was so soft and comfortable, as if he had become a baby, or a child, lying in her mother's arms, so peaceful and happy.

He only felt that on the side next to Helen's body, it was so ambiguous, but on the outside, it was as if he was sleeping in the refrigerator. He thought to himself, could this be a beauty, could it be that because of this, his brother deceived her from a distant island country.

He also smelled the scent of Helen's hair, and the happiness was indescribable, and he only knew in his heart that it was good, but to what extent, he didn't know at all. Could it be better than this? He was thinking.

He was dazed and felt that the ship had sailed to a place where there were no waves, but he still felt a little wave, because he was still rocking a little when he was on Helen, but it felt quite comfortable and rocking, like lying in his mother's cradle when he was a child.

His hands were starting to get a little stronger, and he wanted to move, and sure enough, he could.

His hand had touched Helen's breasts, and that was the best place for a woman, he thought. But, but why can't I open my eyes anymore? He wanted to see what a beautiful woman she was.

He began to feel a force coming from Helen to him. This feeling is also an indescribable taste, that is, like the seedlings in the rice field that are about to be dried up by the sky, it feels like a little rain is beginning to fall in the sky, and the curly leaves are slowly stretching out.

This is an unprecedented feeling, is this only available in women? He asked himself in his heart.

I came into this world, why didn't I know that there are so many good things in women? I will fight, but others will play with women, in this world, who is the real man?