"The rest of the material will be interesting." Davos showed a mocking smile: "A few decades ago, Dorius of the Spartan royal family (remember him, the brother of the famous king of Sparta, Cleomenes, after losing the battle for the throne with his younger brother, was expelled from Sparta by Cleomenes on the grounds that he sent him to colonize the western Mediterranean) came to Sicily with his people, and demanded that the Erukes return the land on the grounds that he was a direct descendant of Hercules, but the Erykes did not comply, so he led his troops to drive away the aborigines, near Elex, A colonial city was founded. But by then Erukus had already begun to become the religious center of the Carthaginians in Sicily, and the Carthaginians, of course, would not allow aliens to occupy their core areas, so they led a large army to counterattack, and most of Dorius and his people were killed in battle. ”

"This is from Herodotus's Histories, and it should be true." Ansitanos was quite familiar with these historical events that took place in the Western Mediterranean.

"If you look at this one again, it is the hapless prince of Sparta, Dorius, who tried to establish a colonial city on the Libyan coast west of Cyrenaica and Carthage before he went to Sicily, on the grounds that Hercules had killed the giant Antaeus in Africa, but was expelled by the Carthaginians...... There are some more things like this in this material. As a historian, you may be able to see the problem, if you put aside your Greek identity and analyze this material from a neutral standpoint, Lord Ansitanus. Davers reminded softly.

"Leave aside the Greek identity and stand on a neutral side......" Ansitanos muttered quietly, as if he had realized. He took the book and started reading it again, and gradually, his eyes lit up: "I understand! I understand! These Hercules activities in the Western Mediterranean provide justification for the colonization of our Greeks in the Western Mediterranean! ……”

Davers smiled: "It should be said that in distant times, Hercules was the first hero among us Greeks to open up the Western Mediterranean. And taking all the stories about him, looking at his itinerary in the Western Mediterranean, many of the routes are repetitive, even unreasonable, and unnecessary, so it can be seen that some of the stories are real (Davers, of course, cannot deny the existence of Hercules, because that would be tantamount to denying his identity as a god), and some may be made up by later Greeks, so as to provide them with moral support for usurping other people's lands and establishing colonial cities......" Davers said, pointing to the material: " Therefore, the former Kumai people even went all the way to invite the pigskin of the huge wild boar killed by Hercules from the Peloponnese to Italy, and solemnly stored it in the temple of Apollo in Kumai, in order to justify the land occupied by the Kumai people...... And there are several theories about the place where Hercules fought with the giants, one of which took place in Great Greece, and this Hercules has left legends in the lands controlled by the Carthaginians many times, I can only say that the Greeks, who were eager to find a new home in the Western Mediterranean, were very bold and dared to fight the Carthaginians......"

And at this moment, Ansitalos was immersed in joy: "My lord, thank you for waking up!" I finally realized the wonderful feeling that Thucydides said, 'Write the true history from a neutral standpoint'! ”

"You should be able to do better than him! Once you get rid of the barriers between countries and races, and look at history from a higher vantage point, I am sure you will write a great work! ”

Davers's encouragement made Anhitaros a little embarrassed: "My lord, I feel that I am still far from Thucydides. ”

Davers did not continue the discussion with him on this issue, but spoke about another one: "Before you came, Kunogorata came, and he told me that the messenger of Athens had come and visited him......"

"The messenger of Athens has come to Turiy?" Ansitanos was a little surprised, and then he thought of something, and asked, "They are looking for allies for this anti-Spartan alliance?" ”

"It should be." "Kunograta also mentions that there is a man in the Athenian mission that you are familiar with," said Davers. ”

"Who?" Ansitanos' heart moved.

"Lycias." Davers looked at him and said slowly: "Kunograta told me that he is a very talented man, but because he is not an Athenian citizen, he is not doing very well in Athens, and he hopes that I can do my best to keep him, what do you think?" ”

"Stay! Of course you want to keep him! Ansitanos exclaimed, "I had a regular relationship with him when I was young, and I knew that he was extremely talented in prose, rhetoric, and oratory!" His essays are natural but not boring to read, but they are simple but not lacking in fun, and they are very easy to resonate with the public, and I still treasure three of his essays written when he was young, and I often use them to figure out the writing skills and rhetorical devices...... If he can stay, I suggest that he be the dean of the Faculty of Letters, which is the best place for him to use his talents. ”

Hearing this, Davers praised Ansitanos in his heart, he did not have a trace of jealousy or slander of Lysias's talent, but admired it unreservedly and from the heart, and even took the initiative to let Xian, this kind of humble true scholarly realm made Davers awe-inspired, and also ashamed of his vague temptation just now, he coughed lightly twice, and said: "...... Belch...... It's up to you to keep Lysias. I can make a promise here that if he is willing to stay, I will at once propose to the Senate that he will be given land for the Ionian citizenship he wants to come, and that he will become the dean of the Faculty of Arts of the Dionian Academy. ”

"I'll do my best to keep him here!" Ansitanos did not hesitate to make a commitment.

"If the Ionian Alliance wants to become the center of the Western Mediterranean, it is not enough to have a strong force, but also to have a glorious culture, so that those races who have just escaped from ignorance can be admired and other city-states can be subdued!" Davers set the tone for this retention.

"Your Excellency, you are right! Only a city-state with a splendid civilization can survive the years without being forgotten! Ansitanos, who is well versed in history, praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Besides, the envoy of Athens this time is called Isocrates, are you familiar with it?" Davers asked again.

"Isocrates?! He was a pupil of Protagoras, the wise man of Athens. Ansitanus exclaimed: "Of course I know him, he is no less a genius of rhetoric than Lycias, and he is not only very accomplished in rhetoric and oratory, but also very good at teaching his students, and many young men of the city-state have come to Athens to worship him as a teacher." What's going on today?! Two scholars of Greek literature and language came to Turriy at the same time! Ansitanos looked excited.

"Is it possible to give him then—" Davers asked busily.

"That's impossible!" Ansitanos shook his head and said, "Isocrates was an Athenian citizen, and it is said that he often preached in his speeches to young people that the Greeks, especially the Athenians, were superior to other races, so it was almost impossible for him to remain in our union of various races......"

Davers sighed regretfully, although he did not have a very detailed understanding of Greek history in his previous life, but he was familiar with the names of the two ancient Athenian orators, Lysias and Isocrates, who told him to study at the University of Political Science and Law.

It's okay to have one of the two. He thought expectantly.

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The next day, Isocrates, who had already learned from Lysias about the general attitude of the Ionian Senate, still made great preparations and made careful preparations to arrive at the Dionian Senate, a magnificent venue that could accommodate thousands of people.

But there are less than 100 senators sitting leisurely, so it looks very empty.

If he had seen this before he had learned about the Dionian League, Isocrates would have laughed at the Dioonians' wastefulness and blind vanity.

But he stayed in the city of Turriyi for more than a day, watched ball games, tasted Turriyi food, worshiped the temple of Hades, and visited the Dionian Academy with Lysias under the leadership of Ansitanos, and even disguised himself as ordinary people, blended into the tavern, and chatted with the Dionian people...... He already knew something about the Dionian League, and he knew the composition of the Senate, so when he saw that the size of the meeting room and the small number of the Senators were so distinct, he did not feel amused, but felt a chill in his heart, because he seemed to appreciate the great ambition of Dionia.

He quickly suppressed this annoying thought in order to concentrate all his energy on the rest of the speech.

At this moment, he felt that someone was watching him, very penetrating, and when he followed his gaze, he saw a young man sitting in the front row facing the center, turning his head to look at him, and throwing a gentle smile at him.

Isocrates smiled back, and he knew in his heart that this young man was the founder of the Dionian League, the Archon Davers, and there were too many rumors about him in the streets of Turiy, a descendant of Hades, a famous general who had never been defeated, a doctor who could bring the dead back to life, an incomparably wise man, and a great inventor...... When I really saw him, except for the citizens whose bearing was far beyond his age, the others were no different from ordinary people, and it was hard to imagine that this magnificent council hall was proposed and planned by him.