After Bacchus took Ampulos away, Achilles returned to his camp. This morning Patrok came to him anxiously and begged him to put down his mustard to fight for the Greeks, and of course he refused. This usually gentle friend turned out to be on fire.

"If you don't go! Lend me your armor then, and I'll go! You can sit here and relax, I can't! I can't watch my soldiers die fighting for a doomed war! ”

This is angry words, Patrok knew Achilles' mother, she was the daughter of Zeus, she had long predicted that if the gods wanted the city of Troy to be destroyed, the Greeks would be victorious, and Achilles was the key to this war. Patrok just couldn't stand it anymore, Achilles didn't think about it, waved his hand and said: "You go, children who have never been on the battlefield dare to shout with me, wear my armor, at least don't come back crying." ”

Patrok was ten years younger than Achilles, and Patrok had been taken care of by him all the time, and had hardly done anything himself, so Achilles took it for granted that he didn't dare to go to war, but he was wrong. Patroclok's heart was no weaker than his, even stronger, he could give his life for his warriors, as he deserved, and when the war began, he rushed first.

Achilles walked back slowly, the Greeks were already in a mess, there was a group of people gathered in the distance, and in front of Achilles's tent, a bad premonition rose in his heart, he ran back quickly, everyone looked at him sadly, and Odysseus, who was the leader, wanted to speak and stopped, and under Achilles' shocked gaze, he stammered out.

"We thought...... He is you, it is too similar, everyone hugged him and stepped forward, he was really brave, he killed dozens of people on the other side by himself, we thought he was you. Hector also rushed towards him...... After ......"

Odysseus couldn't go on, he was afraid that the hero in front of him would be angry immediately, but he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately the child died, fortunately Hector killed him, so that Achilles would definitely return to the battlefield.

So many people have already died, what does it make if another one dies, not only Odysseus, almost everyone thinks so, they have been numbed by the war.

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In Persephone's garden, a man was looking at the door.

After being reminded by the black poplar, the siren came out rubbing his sleepy eyes, and then asked strangely, "Who are you and what are you doing here?" ”

Patrok looked at the female messenger in front of him in surprise, and then said respectfully: "Hello, I am Patrok, and the boatman said that you should take me to the Elysée Land." ”

The siren frowned, he actually wanted to call her, could it be that the underworld was really busy like this? Although Charon is greedy for money, he is the most well-behaved person in the underworld, and he will not let the undead come to her casually.

The siren nodded, "Okay, you can come with me." ”

The Elysée Paradise can only be entered by those who have made great achievements or treated all things kindly, and there is no pain or sorrow. Although the young man in front of him looked very small, he didn't expect to be such a great man.

Along the way, the siren couldn't stop yawning, and the boy stood quietly beside her all the time, without complaining at all. The armor on his body was beautiful, the most beautiful the siren had ever seen. When they arrived at the gate of the park, the siren smiled: "I can only send you here, we can only enter for two days a year, so I won't accompany you in." Lovely boy, you will live happily ever after. ”

The young man smiled brightly, not at all like an undead, the two tiger teeth looked very naughty, and he said humbly: "Thank you, messenger, if you see my friend Achilles in the future, please help me to say hello to him, and by the way, tell him that my life is very happy and sufficient." He will definitely become a god in the future, and I am afraid that I will never see him again. ”

The siren was stunned, and then asked in hindsight, "What's your name?" ”

Patlock blinked and called out his name, "Patrlock." ”

The siren opened his mouth slightly, then looked at the ground. Only then did she understand who she had seen, and the end of the ten-year war slowly opened after the death of this young man. In the middle of the ring, she raised her head, smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you convey it." ”

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In the middle of the night, when the fog in the distance finally lifted and the stars appeared in the sky one after another, Amplos suddenly opened his eyes, groped his way to put on his shoes, and walked outside.

Bacchus was still lying on the other side of the bed, and Ampulos walked lightly for fear of waking him.

According to the memory of the day, Amplos found Achilles' camp, and found Achilles smoothly all the way, there was a fire shining in front of his tent, and in front of him lay a man, the white coarse cloth covered him, Achilles sat here, the bonfire reflected his side face, Amplos was stunned, he saw the same loneliness and helplessness on his face as himself.

They came to him and sat down beside him, looking at the dead child in silence. Achilles' eyeballs rolled a little, and he returned to his original place.

After staying together for a long, long time, Amplos said: "He's very happy, he has received an honor that no one else can get in his life, and he proves to everyone that he is also a real hero, and he is really happy." ”

Achilles listened in silence, unresponsive. Perhaps thinking that Amplos was comforting him, Amplos's eyes looked at the dancing campfire, and he silently pondered that Patrocle's words had been relayed, but he could not say anything more.

Achilles' thought jumped on his face, he would no longer grieve, there were enough tears shed for his friend in the middle of the night, and then all he needed to do was avenge him and let Patroc truly rest in peace.

Amplos understood his thoughts and couldn't help but sigh. Human beings never know what the dead really want, they just let their conscience settle down and feel that the world is perfect, but they don't know how helpless their lovers are in the underworld.

"Whatever you want to do, at least leave a decent body for that man so he can rest in peace, just like he did with Patlok."

Achilles finally moved, he turned his head and looked at Amplos for a moment before he spat out a single word, "No." ”

Although it was a calm face, but like a calm sea, no one could see how turbulent the undercurrent in the depths was, Achilles' anger had reached the heavens, Zeus heard his thoughts, nodded, but shook his head disapprovingly when he heard what he did with Hector's corpse.

Blood debt and blood are enough, and doing more is instead indebting another debt to yourself.

It is also the companionship of silence, perhaps because of the woman's soul, which makes Amplos more attentive than Achilles' comrades-in-arms who lived and died together. He sympathized with the hero's plight, so he wanted to bring the last bit of warmth to his life.

As dawn approached, Ampulos stood up and prepared to return to the city. Achilles still lowered his head, but his voice was much softer, with a hoarse voice that had not slept all night, and told Sù Amplos what he wanted to say, "I won't listen to you, Hector doesn't deserve a decent funeral." But still, thank you. ”

Amplos's eyes wandered, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "You're welcome, you're not alone, you have thousands of comrades-in-arms, there are gods who protect you, there are parents who treat you as life, and me, I am your lifelong friend." ”

With that, Amplos smiled slightly, then turned to leave, completely ignoring Achilles' astonished eyes.

How did he know he was alone......

People champion themselves because they need to win; People worship themselves because they are afraid of power, although he seems to have everything in the world, in fact he has nothing, he loves him for power, he loves for fame and fortune, except for his mother, only Patrlock is sincere to him, and will never betray him, his mother is far away at the bottom of the sea, he can't see it at all, and now Patrlock is also dead, Achilles can feel that his life is coming to an end.

In fact, it's nothing, how many times he dreamed back at midnight, and the huge sense of emptiness in his heart made him extremely uncomfortable, compared to it, a heroic death may be better.

Yes, he was really alone. The loneliness magnified to the extreme after Patrocle's death, and much smaller after Amplos came, perhaps Mother was right. Achilles was favored by the gods, so he could have these confidants.

Achilles looked at the campfire next to him and smiled helplessly.

Amplos, I want to know you for a longer time, so that I can get to know you too, but unfortunately, I don't have time.

Amplos returned to the walls of Hishalk, it was still dark, and the whole country fell into a deathly silence, and even the chickens and dogs did not dare to come out. He walked alone on the way back, looking down at his own business.

"What are you thinking?"

Amplos looked up, and Dio stood in the middle of the road, still expressionless, but much gentler. Amplos couldn't help but laugh, no wonder he could get into their camp so easily, someone was secretly helping him.

"I'm thinking about you."

With that, Amplos walked up to him, happily opened his arms, put his arms around Dio's neck, and put his head on his body, afraid that he would fall, but Dior still stretched out a hand to hug him. He was already in poor health, and he was about to stay up late to empty Amplos, plus he remembered a lot of things from the past, and he was very tired now.

After staying like this for a while, he leaned into Dio's ear and whispered, "He has nothing, and I have nothing, but it's okay, I still have you...... Thank you. ”

Amplos's voice grew quieter and quieter, and at last it almost became angry. But Dio still heard clearly, and left Amplos to fiddle, and Dio just stood there quietly. It was not long before the sky had turned white and Amplos fell asleep on his shoulder, and Dio picked him up and took him home.

Looking at his sleeping face, Dio still has Gujing Wubo's eyes. Gently rubbing his cheek, with the slight chill of the early morning, Dio's hand was always warm.

As long as you stay with me, as long as you love me too, I won't care who you are or what your purpose was in the first place, because I love you, my Amplos......