Stasipulus and Nick Stratus looked at each other, their eyes full of shock. When Nick Stratus looked back at the group of people who were still arguing in the kiosk, the feeling in his heart was naturally very different from before.

He turned his head to look at Stasicolas who was walking in front of him, pulled Staceipus and asked in a low voice, "Who is this man?" You have such respect for him. ”

"He's the hospital of the Faculty of Medicine in the Dionian Academy...... Well...... Vice President, he not only has excellent medical skills, but also is very knowledgeable! Stasipulus whispered praise.

"High medical skills? How are you compared? "Nick Stratus doesn't care about the other person's position, he only cares about the actual level of medical skills.

"I can't compare with him at all, the gap is like a child and an adult, and you will know it when you see the patients he treats and listen to his speeches." Stasipulus said from the bottom of his heart.

Nick Stratus was completely stunned, he felt that his medical skills were almost the same as Stasipurs, was this inconspicuous middle-aged man really so powerful?!

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In the dark night, in a village outside the city of Turiyi, in a house in the village, after dinner, Tratus let his wife pour a glass of wine, and sat alone in the courtyard, while sipping tea, while looking at the stars in contemplation, from time to time to see the slaves washing farm tools in the courtyard, and the sound of his son reading came from the house with the oil lamp......

What a pleasant way to live! Tratus thinks back to himself a few years ago and can't help but be glad he made the right choice. He still feels a little guilty about betraying Crotone, but he has done a lot for Crotone and for Milon, including risking his life to lurk near Knappetia, gaining important information, and making an important contribution to Crotone's assistance to Trina in repelling the Bruties...... However, his life was always difficult until he was rebelled by Aristiras, and after Davers defeated Crotone, he fulfilled his promise to bring back his wife and children safely, and from then on he began his life in Turiyi, while officially joining the Mountain Scout Brigade under Davers's arrangement, accumulating military exploits; At the same time, he secretly worked for Aristilas and served the consuls.

It wasn't until last year that he finally officially became a Dionian citizen, getting the "land" that every Greek dreams of, and at the same time his children were enrolled in the Dionian school, and his family bought two slaves to work in the fields...... All this happy life comes from the fact that he made the right choice.

Thinking of this, he felt that he should pray to Hades. You must know that he was often plagued by guilt at first, and even couldn't sleep at night, but finally listened to the advice of Aristiras and went to the confessional of the temple of Hades, and gradually freed.

As he reverently recited Hades' carol, there was a knock at the door, which was rhythmic.

"Who?" Tratus quickly arrived behind the door and whispered.

"Terratus, it's me!" A low voice came from outside the door, but it was distinctly clear in the silence of the night.

It's the voice of Aristiras! Terratus was shocked. Usually, Aristiras, as his boss, always told him to go to his residence to report and assign tasks, and never personally visited Tratus's house, let alone at night.

He hurriedly opened the door, and by the light of the moon, the lanky figure of Aristias appeared in front of him.

Aristias glanced at the courtyard behind Tratus with a serious expression, and then walked in softly.

Tratus hurriedly closed the door softly, and made an excuse to drive the slaves to rest.

Aristias stood silently in the corner of the courtyard, the courtyard wall and tall willow trees blocking the moonlight from the sky, so that his figure was completely shrouded in darkness.

Tratus got things in order and rushed to receive the order.

Aristias didn't talk nonsense, and whispered straightforwardly: "Your Excellency has an order, the matter you are responsible for can start to act." ”

Terratus's heart tightened again, and the "lord" that Aristiras spoke of would only be the first Dionian who made him both fearful and grateful.

Then, he became agitated again: "Boss, where should we start?!" ”

The two whispered for a while.

After seeing Aristiras leave, Tratus couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and suddenly struck each other with his palms, "Smack! Clear applause in the night ushered in his wife shouting in the house: "Tratus?!" ”

"It's okay, you go to sleep first!" Tratus hurriedly reassured her, and at the same time admonished herself: calm down! Calm down! Although this is an opportunity to make a great contribution, the stakes are very high, and there are many people involved, either high and powerful, or very rich, so we must be cautious...... Think about it again...... Think about it...... Were there any flaws in the implementation process?

So, with his hands behind his back, Tratus walked around the yard for most of the night, thinking and thinking......

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The next morning, the sky was blue and the temperature was suitable, which was a good weather for travel.

Residents of Turiyi wake up early, wash and eat, place flowers in front of their homes, and sprinkle the streets with clean water. Then the men were dressed neatly, and the women were dressed in flowers, and rushed to the east gate in pairs.

The construction of the Temple of Hera in Turii began two years ago, mainly because the Dionian Marriage Festival became more and more solemn and influential. However, there is no temple of Hera in the city of Turiyi, and before each marriage festival, he has to go to Heraclia to invite the priests of Hera, and the venue of the festival can only be in Victory Square, which is a bit nondescript and not in line with the identity of the center of the Dionian Alliance. Therefore, in response to the needs of the people and the development of the city, the Senate approved the construction of the Temple of Hera.

However, the cost of building the temple was not paid for from the state treasury, which at that time was already stretched thin for various infrastructures. It was the generous donation from the consul Davos, and because of his example, and the donations of many senators and some merchants, the temple of Hera was completed after more than a year of construction.

The location of the temple of Hera at that time was also quite difficult to consider, because after the Bruti War, the political situation in Dionya was stable, and after a few years of rapid development, the number of citizens in the city of Turriy increased dramatically, and there was not enough vacant space to accommodate a new temple complex, so it could only be built outside the city, which is also the reason why the Senate began to put the issue of the outward expansion of the city of Turii on the agenda.

The Dionians, contrary to the Greek tradition of building temples on high ground, built the temple of Hera in Turi'i on the banks of the Klatty River outside the city, on the flat land between the city and the port.

Early in the morning, Dionian people flock to the Temple of Hera from far and wide to participate in the annual festival.

The sun in the sky had not yet begun to radiate its brilliance, and the temple of Hera was already crowded, putting pressure on the patrols responsible for maintaining order.

At the same time, as nearly 500 engaged couples participated in the blessing this year, the shrines of the two gods on both sides of the front of the Great Temple of Hera, Oyas the Goddess of the Seasons and Aerys, the Goddess of the Rainbow, were packed with couples.

Just as the people outside the temple square were being tossed to death by the crowd and noise, they faintly heard the sound of a bell coming from the southwest, inside the city of Turiyi, and then a powerful sound, which they knew came from the huge four-ton bronze bell of the Temple of Hades, which rang nine times in a row.

"One! Two! Three! ...... Then the people also said in unison, and they should ring the bell together and count to nine (according to folk legend, Hades' birthday is September 9, so Dionya not only changed the annual Hades celebration to September 9, but also every major celebration, the Hades temple bell rings nine times).

The celebration is about to begin! The people of Dioonia cheered up, and as for why the temple of Hades, as the king of Hades, could announce the beginning of the celebration of the god Hera, the Dionians had long since stopped delving into such questions, and had become accustomed to it. In the past five years, the unremitting efforts of Plecinas and his subordinates have made the Dionians already regard Hades as the patron saint of the alliance and the giver of Dionia's stability and prosperity!

The crowd began to stir up as they saw a group of musicians armed with lyre, flute, brass horn, and leather drums...... Come to the bottom of the steps in front of the temple and stand in a neat line. A dozen priestesses in white robes walked out of the temple and stood in front of the platform.

When the melodious music sounded, the noise subsided. The priestesses began to chant in unison, but instead of singing the praises of the goddess Hera, but her daughter, the goddess of youth, Heber, so the new hymn was cheerful and lively.

Singing together, in the temple of Hebo, the goddess of youth, another temple in front of the temple, dozens of young girls jumped into the square with light dance steps, dancing with beautiful songs, and changing various queues and shapes from time to time.

Since the inauguration of the Temple of Hades shook the people of Dionya with its spectacular and imposing theatrical dance, it also opened up a new art form, and the priests of the temples made it one of the rituals necessary for the celebration of the gods.

Looking at the cheerful dancing of the girls in the square and listening to the slightly strong music, many girls outside the venue couldn't help but start twisting their waists......

After a hymn to Heber, the maidens withdrew, their children, and the priestesses on the temple platform made a soft resonance, like a heavenly sound.

The people stood on tiptoe and looked towards the temple, knowing that it was time for the Lord to appear!

A woman walked out of the temple, dressed in a plain white robe, wearing a crown of pomegranate branches, holding a torch lit by the everlasting oil lamp in the temple, with a solemn demeanor, calm demeanor, and a delicate face could not find a trace of flaw, as if the whole person was the statue of Hera who was carved by a famous teacher and had a great demeanor, so holy that people could not have a trace of blasphemy.