"Dear brother, I am your brother Peleus, I am very happy to hear from you, I am now on my way to ......"

After reading over his typed manuscript, Pelius suddenly found that what he wanted to say seemed to be a little too much, so he had to revise it, and then took a knife and carved it on the sheepskin:

Telamon, I am Peleus, and if you want to come to me, come to Mirmydon to find Macaon, the chief of the region of Thessaria, whose house I am staying for the time being.

The parchment scroll is not big, and there are not many words that can be carved, and it is almost full after writing these few words.

Pelius thought about it, and still engraved the word "dear" at the beginning, after all, it seemed closer. 、

"Dear Thelamon, I am Peleus...... Well, it makes a lot more sense to pronounce it like that. ”

Peleus nodded in satisfaction, tied the sheepskin, and handed it to Ottomedon, who had been waiting outside the car.

"Otto Medon, send a knight to the island of Salamis, hand it over to their king Telamon, and let him return quickly. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, I'll do it at once. ”

Otto Medon took the letter and hurried down again.

It could have been handed over to the messenger on Salamis Island to take back directly, but at this time, people were very uneasy about delivering the letter, not that it would be done if it was sent out, but also that the messenger would reply, indicating that the letter had been delivered.

......

When Peleus's messenger departed, far south of Selili, across a shallow strait, a middle-aged man wearing a crown was writing another letter in the royal palace on the island of Salamis.

"Brother Iazon, I'll be there on time, about ......"

The man looked like he was in his thirties, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, short blond-brown hair, and a little similar to Pelius between his eyebrows and eyes.

The man was carving the letter with a knife, and suddenly outside the palace walked in a woman wearing a dark green dress, wearing a crown, and holding a baby who was about a full moon in her hand.

The footsteps startled the man, but he only glanced at the woman lightly, without a superfluous expression on his face, and continued to bow his head to write his letter.

The woman walked cautiously to the man with the child in her arms, and seeing that he was not angry, she was reluctant to breathe a sigh of relief and looked down at him writing letters.

"As for my eldest brother's side, I will try my best to persuade him to go with me, and I will find a way to convince him to ......"

Seeing this, the woman's brows furrowed tightly, and she couldn't help but speak after thinking about it for a long time.

"Telamon, you really want to invite Peleus to the ......"

Telamon's face immediately sank, "Shut up! Hesione! I can't do things before you dictate! Go back to your dormitory, it's only the full moon through Clos, don't hold him around to blow the wind!"

Hesione, who was wearing a green dress, was startled, hesitated, and was about to leave, and muttered: "Telamon, you know that Peleus and Iason's relationship is very poor, why do you ......?"

"I've said enough! This is not something that you should meddle in as a woman! This is not the first time I have reminded you! For the sake of Clos, I will spare you once, and don't force me to teach you a lesson!" Telamon stopped what she was doing, and roared angrily.

Hesione lowered his head and hugged his son tightly in his arms, and walked out with a tear of grievance in his eyes.

Although she is a queen in the eyes of outsiders, she knows very well that she is just a slave in the eyes of Telamon, and if she does not have a son, she will not even dare to speak in front of Telamon.

Hesione walked out of the palace, and Tramon held the knife in a daze for a moment, and then continued to write.

“...... I'll try to convince him, but I can't give you any guarantees......"

Telamon wrote the letter and immediately called for his servant.

"Send this letter to the city of Corinth, not far away, and go to the royal palace to find the Argonaut hero Iason, and it must be delivered to him personally. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

The servant had received the letter and was about to leave, when Telamon suddenly stopped him again.

"Where is Ajax now?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the eldest prince is practicing his sword in the back garden. The servant replied respectfully.

Hearing the servant's answer, a smile finally appeared on Telamon's slightly gloomy face.

"Go and call him...... Forget it, you go deliver the letter, it's none of your business. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

The servant walked out of the palace, and Telamon got up and walked towards the back garden.

In the garden was a large field of violets, which had been the favorite flower of Ajax's mother, Erisper, but now ......

Telamon let out a long breath and continued walking, and not far away, under a few tall olive trees, a young boy who looked to be about five years old was wielding a wooden sword on the lawn, and two guards were looking around alertly.

Seeing Telamon coming, the two guards hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and the little boy who was practicing his sword also stopped.

"Ajax, come here, don't get too tired. The moment he saw Ajax, the smile on Telamon's face deepened by two points, and he hurriedly beckoned his precious son to come to his side.

Ajax walked up to Eramon with his wooden sword, a look of joy on his face that was very different from his usual expression.

"Father, come and duel with me!"

Ajax looked up at Telamon with a small face, and compared to Telamon's height of nearly two meters, Ajax barely reached his thigh. Hearing him say this, Telamon almost burst out laughing.

"Haha, son, do you know what you're talking about? Dad, I'm very strong!"

Telamon picked up her precious son and laughed as she rubbed her rough beard against Ajax's little face.

"I'm serious. ”

Ajax did not give up his insistence at the slightest because of Tramon's laughter, but repeated it earnestly.

Telamon's laughter gradually faded, but the joy on her face grew stronger.

He gently put Ajax down, reached out and folded off an olive branch, and smiled, "Then let's try it, Ajax." ”

Telamon already had some idea in his mind, but he couldn't be sure yet, because it was too shocking even for him.

Ajax took two steps back, clenched the wooden sword in his hand, and rushed forward unceremoniously.

"Smack!"

With a crisp impact, the wooden sword and the olive branch collided fiercely.

The wooden sword in Ajax's hand directly smashed the olive branch in Telamon's hand into a huge arc, but Telamon only shook it slightly, and an undetectable golden air flow instantly drilled out of his body and flowed into the tender green olive branch in his hand.

The olive branch, which was almost about to break, immediately straightened up, and the huge elastic force knocked Ajax on the opposite side several steps backwards.

Tramon's face was expressionless, but her heart was already stirring up. Although he suffered a small loss just now because he was unprepared, he could also feel that his son's strength was a little abnormal.

Even a day ago, Ajax's strength could not have been so great, almost comparable to that of an average adult.

Telamon was almost certain that Ajax had crossed the threshold that would have taken many twenty or thirty years to cross, otherwise the force would have been inexplicable.

Although he was shaken back several steps by Tramon's powerless counterattack, Ajax was not discouraged at all, and rushed forward again with his sword.

"Smack!"

The wooden sword and the olive branch clashed again, and Telamon did not move, and Ajax was once again shaken back two steps by the force coming from the sword.

Seeing that Ajax was about to rush up again, Telamon immediately threw the olive branch in his hand on the grass and raised his hands in surrender.

"Enough is enough, Ajax, you're so good, Daddy is almost no match for you. ”

Telamon laughed and picked up Ajax, who was rushing over, and then looked into his eyes and asked seriously, "Ajax, you tell Dad, are you already able to source qi into the body?"

As soon as the words were asked, before Ajax could answer, Telamon was already nervous. Although the probability of knowing that it is not is less than one percent, but without Ajax's confirmation, Telamon is still relieved.

"Yes, Dad. Ajax nodded.

Although he had expected it, Telamon couldn't help but gasp when he heard Ajax admit it.

In the process of human cultivation, if you can release the source power out of your body, you are called a hero. At the initial stage of this level, people need to absorb the source qi that is free between heaven and earth into their bodies, and gradually transform it into their own source power.

Those who can do this step also have a special title, called warriors.

A five-year-old warrior like Ajax had never heard of it before, and even if it was him, he could only reach the level of source qi entering the body at the age of twelve.

"Ajax, you have to thank the great Hercules, thanks to whom you became a warrior so early. After the excitement, Telamon began to thank her good friend Hercules again.

Shortly after Ajax was born, Hercules came to Teramon for a drink, and when he saw Ajax as a baby, he wrapped him in a lionskin coat he was wearing, and even the name Ajax was obtained with Hercules' help.

Since then, Ajax has grown up to be more extraordinary than children of his age.

Even Telamon could be sure that there was no warrior younger than Ajax, except for Hercules, a natural hero.

"Ajax, you're so much better than when Dad was younger!" Telamon smiled and sighed, seeing Ajax so good, he could almost feel that the era of his own generation had begun to come to an end.

Legends and futures belong to young people.

"Dad, why are you so happy, is it great to be a warrior?" Ajax could feel that his father, who was usually unsmiling, seemed to have a little fluctuation in his mood today, at least until now, his mouth had not been closed.