Affected by my grandmother's funeral, I was very emotionally touched. The mood has always been very impetuous, and now the last three chapters have been revised into one chapter.

In addition to saying I'm sorry to everyone, I would like to thank the kind reminder of 'True Sky Wings' in the book review area.

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"The princess of the berserker tribe is here with full sincerity, and I would like to thank the Lord of Sparta for his hospitality!"

When a foreign envoy came to Sparta with a threatening tone, Aaron would not hesitate to kill them. And for the messengers with good intentions and diplomatic intentions, Sparta never skimped on food and water.

The interior of the official residence of the king of Sparta, with its hard ceiling, makes people feel dull. Only the windows around the walls have a special angle, sending a series of straight beams of light like phantoms into the room.

It's just that these small straight beams of light, reflecting the simple assembly of wooden tables and chairs, and rough tableware, all present a monotonous black and white, making the entire space in front of him exude a silent and killing oppressive atmosphere everywhere.

"Help me reclaim the stolen tribal throne, and in return I will give you a lot of supplies and slaves!"

Aaron shrugged, indicating that he had no clue.

He likes the other party's straightforward expression, but he doesn't like the content of the negotiation that is too simple and straightforward.

Because until now, Aaron is not very clear about what kind of plain force the so-called berserker tribe is, including its specific location and social composition, Aaron has no idea.

He felt the disappointment and impatience of the Spartan lords with this diplomacy. Also in order to aggravate the tone of her pleading, a foreign woman from the berserker tribe described Jiu, she increased her bargaining chips, "As a greeting gift, I have ordered the guards to sweep away the bear-people tribe that invaded the territory of Sparta, and at this moment, three hundred bear-people captives, as well as some supplies, are being escorted towards Sparta. ”

At least, from the other party's words, Aaron could tell that the alien woman named Shojiu was a tribal nobleman who had lost her power and kept her own personal guard.

But the idea of buying Sparta with a blank check, three hundred slaves, and a pitiful amount of material seized from the barbarians, sounded like an arrogant and stupid joke.

The so-called 300 slaves and some supplies in Shujiu's mouth were originally the spoils of war that Sparta deserved, but they had not yet had time to obtain them.

Impatiently, in order to quickly end these absurd negotiations, Aaron raised his hand to interrupt Descriptor. And in the other person's unexplained eyes, he stretched out five fingers forward.

In the end, Aaron's direct offer was, "Wipe out the five hairy barbarian tribes around Sparta, bring at least two thousand captives and all the captured supplies, and Sparta will consider your conditions just now." And you don't have to worry about the real surname of this phrase at all, because from this day on, you just have to remember that the Spartans have always kept their promises to themselves! ”

Sweeping away the five long-haired barbarian tribes is not as simple as it sounds. If you don't have a territory, you'll never know that resisting invasion and conquering are two different things. Sparta did not have this strength for the time being, and went to the long distance to attack and wipe out the five long-haired barbarian tribes, but the real situation of Sparta was that it urgently needed a large number of slaves and materials to enrich and develop itself.

……

Seeing the foreigner Shujiu leave with a lost expression, Aaron was in a relaxed mood.

Through this straightforward diplomacy, he has not gained nothing. On behalf of the Berserker tribe behind her, she agreed to trade the supplies and slaves in their hands for Spartan-controlled salt resources.

The conclusion of the first trade agreement made Aaron feel more or less confident in the development of Sparta. At this moment, a piece of data appeared, which once again made the corners of his slightly resolute mouth show a trace of perfect arc.

"A new Spartan elder was born, with eight stars of loyalty. Diplomatic execution, 1 star. Proficient in languages, 5 stars. ”

Through the first diplomacy, Sparta had a sixth Spartan Elder, a true diplomat. Witnessing the sixty-year-old Spartan old man, step by step, Aaron directly granted him the status of an elder of Sparta.

"My king, as an elder and diplomat, I will dedicate the rest of my life to Sparta without compensation."

The solemn vows made by the Spartan diplomat made Aaron feel that even in such a bright season, the afternoon sun was enough to dispel the sleepiness and laziness in his heart.

And in the following afternoon, whether it is the ceremony of appointing a divine servant or the sacrifice to the god of war, it will be a sacred activity, so there must be a process of purification before the ceremony begins.

Publicly announcing the identity and scope of the sixth Spartan elder, Aaron returned to the mansion, washed his body, changed into a new 'white cloth' in luxury, and after being purified by the careful service of the two attendants, he left the room to prepare for the afternoon ritual.

"Spartans, cheer for Ares, the god of war!"

In this grand event held in Sparta, almost all the people who participated in the sacrifice needed to bathe and change their clothes, which was considered a kind of purification.

The men of Sparta were armed with swords and shields, while the women wore garlands on their heads and dressed in costumes to distinguish themselves from ordinary life.

In a sense, the Temple of the God of War is the abode of the god of war Ares in the human world, and no one is allowed to enter it without the permission of the gods. So, if there was some important sacrificial activity in Sparta. It is generally held in the square below the temple steps, around the altar.

"Ares, the god of war!"

"Ares, the god of war!"

"Ares, the god of war!"

After tidying up his good appearance, Aaron came to the temple of the god of war, and at this time, the people's call for Ares, the god of war, was already full of ears. Walking barefoot over the scattered petals of the flowers, he responded to the cheers and enthusiasm of the Spartan populace with a smiling expression.

Before the ceremony begins, it will be a very important step for the people to correctly call out the name of the god of war. The Spartans believed that only in this way could the gods be brought to the attention of the gods in the following prayers, and that the god of war who existed in the underworld could send his care to Sparta.

Aaron walked through the spartan people's aisle to welcome him, and accompanied by the Spartan heavy helmet, he walked up more than ten steps, standing at the six Spartan elders, two steps slightly higher. It was only then that the lively scene became quiet for a while.

"Spartan Temple of the God of War, Servant 0/1, the faith of the people, cannot be protected by the God of War."

From this data alone, Aaron knew that the selection of divine servants for the Temple of the God of War was already the most important thing at the moment.

Standing on the slightly higher steps and looking around, Aaron quickly noticed in the crowd, the protagonist who was going to appear today, wearing a garland on his head and solemnly placing his hands on his chest, waiting quietly for the candidate of the Divine Servant, Nosica.

Today, she wears a white tunic made of fine fabrics such as linen, which is plain and beautiful. Comb her long hair and tie two twisted braids from her forehead to the sides of her ears to the back of her head.

From a distance, Nosica looked a little tired on her face, but on the whole, Aaron was still satisfied with her performance.

Nosica was only a fourteen-year-old girl, and she looked so good that she had nothing to say except for her figure that was tautly outlined by her robe. Nosica's appearance can also be said to be the best choice, maybe not too amazingly beautiful, but Nosica's steady and dignified temperament, no matter how naughty young people see her, they will be cautious.

The six Spartan elders also agreed that Nosika was quiet, pure, and soft. All of them gave her the qualities of being a divine servant.

In the course of talking to the six Spartan elders, using the corner of his eye, Aaron found that no matter how many people around Nosica looked at her, she felt as if she were alone in an empty field. He didn't say a word, just stood quietly in place.

"It's not an easy thing to become a god of war sacrifice, and both Sparta and Nosica still have a long way to go. But now that she has become a god of war, Nosica has fully qualified for this. ”

Next, Aaron walked up to the altar and lit the brazier on the altar himself.

At the moment when the flames rose, with Aaron's permission, five Spartan elders took the lead. All the adult Spartans fell on one knee at the foot of the steps of the temple of the god of war, bowed their heads and began to pray and praise the god of war they believed in, Ares.

Thus, Aaron witnessed such a set of data. "Through prayers, the Temple of Mars began to collect faith ......"

"Under the care of the god of war, ten Spartan men with the surname of an old man were lucky enough to receive the blessing of the god of war. They are ready to be the backbone of Sparta, elite hoplites fighting only for Sparta! ”

The role of the temple was first revealed in Aaron's mind. This unexpected gain, in addition to making him feel a little surprised, also finally made Aaron change some of his inner thoughts. "Ares, the god of war in the dark, does he really exist?"

Although, as a traverser, Aaron has only seen the Temple of the God of War as an extension of the will of Sparta. You must know that in ancient Greek mythology, even the boundaries between gods and humans are relatively blurred, and in some legends, there are even demigods born of the combination of gods and humans. This inevitably makes people feel a little weird.

Aaron argues that no matter how absurd these claims may be, it is not so difficult to distinguish between gods and men.

You only need to recognize two things.

"1. God has supernatural powers, while man does not."

"2. God has the power of eternal life, but man does not."

No one can prove either of these things, so Aaron is still unconvinced of God's existence.

Although, Nosica's performance just now made Aaron have begun to have a trace of awe of the god in the underworld.

……

After the prayers of all the Spartans, the official slaughter was about to begin.

Small animals were carried to the altar by the sturdy Spartan youth, whose throats were cut. For larger animals, middle-aged warriors use an axe to knock them to the ground before slicing open the arteries in their necks.

All the blood was collected in a basin and then coated in large quantities on the altar.

In this ceremony, blood is sprinkled on the altar as a tribute to the god of war.

And with the fatal blow of the middle-aged warrior, it fell on an animal as big as a bull, and the Spartans present let out a loud cheer at the same time!

As a candidate for the Servant of God, Nosica walked up the steps step by step, kneeling in front of Aaron to receive a flower crown woven from a plant that resembled a wild olive branch.

"Temple of the God of War, 9-star Divine Servant Nosica, Sacrifice Potential 9-Star. 9 stars for the appeal of faith. ”

"The Servant Ritual is complete, and the Care of the God of War is amplified. Thirty Spartan men with the surname were lucky enough to receive the blessing of the god of war. They are ready to be the backbone of Sparta, elite hoplites fighting only for Sparta! ”

The second the corolla fell, Nosica officially became a god of war with a height of 9 stars.

Nosika's 9-star sacrificial potential made Aaron not surprised by her achievements as a 9-star divine servant, but the role of a 9-star divine servant, which can triple the care of the god of war, was not expected by Aaron at all.

In that instant, Nosica, the 9-star divine servant, only showed the whites of her eyes in her pupils.

After accepting the ceremony of appointing the Divine Servant, Nosica loudly proclaimed to the many Spartan people, "Ares, God of War! He was in charge of war, in charge of wars and plagues, he had handsome cheeks, he was brave and tenacious, he was a symbol of strength and power, and as a combative and brave god of war, he promised to protect Sparta forever! ”

Whew!

Whew!

Whew! The Spartans responded with their enthusiastic cheers and warrior roars in response to the protection brought by the god of war. It was only when this wave of enthusiasm subsided that Nosica was able to continue to declare, "As a servant of the gods, I am here to convey the care and blessings of the god of war, silent but resolute Spartan people, if anyone hears your name next, please stand bravely and step forward, and you will receive the glory from the temple." Moeller! Phoebe! Keos! Chris! Tessis ......"

Nosica's voice, at this time, there was a kind of magnetic surname that Aaron had never heard before.

The list that came out of her mouth was the names of thirty adult Spartans, and after the last one was pronounced, Nosica's eyes returned to normal. And from Nosica's trembling body in an instant, Aaron understood this as a weakness that was spreading in her body.

Aaron instructed two attendants to gently support Nosica's crumbling body from the side. And the thirty Spartans who had been cared for and blessed by the god of war were all out of the ranks, standing in Aaron's sight with some excitement.

Through the observation of the data, Aaron was surprised to find that these thirty Spartans had become qualified Spartan heavy helmets. Through their belief in Ares, the god of war, their courage and combat skills have been unprecedentedly improved.

"Spartans, salute my king!" Twenty Spartan heavy helmets lined up on either side of the stairs seemed unable to remain silent any longer.

"Whew!"

"Hail to Ares, the god of war!"

"Whew!"

"Thank you God of War for your protection!"

"Whew!"

"The Spartans belong to war!"

"Woohoo! Whew! Whew! ”

Fifty Spartan heavy helmets, in the envious eyes of the Spartans, raised the white wooden spears in their hands, and once let out a bloody cheer.