Outside the square of the royal palace was a dense crowd of soldiers, holding weapons in their hands, calling the name of the same person, that is, the legendary son of Zeus, Hercules.

King Curtis and General Scott were pushed out of the palace by Ottorikos without the slightest royal demeanor.

Naturally, the center of power in a country cannot be only two people, the king and the general, but in the Thrace war, the country has absolute power only these two people, and the generals who use military power or are supported by the people are the most common and easiest people to ascend to the position of tyrant in the Greek countries.

In other words, as long as a person has power, prestige and strength, and can get over the citizens, after a coup d'état, he can ascend to the position of tyrant, in Greek politics, even tyrants are legitimate, of course, if Hercules is willing to follow the tradition and marry the queen of the former king, Princess Eginia, then he is the legitimate and legitimate king.

In the middle of the night, bright torches were burning, the wind from the coast blew the flames swaying, and a chill hit, and Hercules did not feel the enthusiasm of the soldiers, but only fear.

It is not the soldiers who are afraid, but the mysterious, unattainable gods, fate, and it is the goddess Hera who controls his fate.

Hercules waved his hand, he raised his hands high, and the soldiers who had been calling his name stopped at the same time, and they saw Hercules as if they had seen a god, and they looked at this god-like hero with adoration.

"I've heard that there is an oracle that Hera and Hercules will be reconciled for a proper purpose, so do you know what kind of purpose this is?"

Amphiatus exclaimed, and there was no one in the room more suitable for the occasion than he, as a prophet.

The soldiers laid down their weapons and looked at the man standing on the high platform, and suddenly one of the soldiers said, "Everyone says that Hera chose Hercules, that you became the king of Thrace, that your arrival was the will of Hera, and that Hera was willing to reconcile with Hercules in order to save Thrace."

"Yes, that's what I heard, you came to Thrace, and the statue of Hera was gone, and I thought that the arrival of Hercules made the goddess Hera unhappy, but everyone said that you came to save Thrace."

"The oracle of the temple priest says the same."

The soldiers said that this is how the rumors came out, and everyone added fuel and vinegar, and finally deformed in the process of propagation, leading to more and more exaggeration, and under the guidance of well-intentioned people, the moon Lyle became more and more demagogic, including the opposition who were dissatisfied with King Kotis of Thrace, who took the opportunity to fan the flames and wanted to provoke an infighting between King Cortis and Hercules.

Many of them may not have supported Hercules as king of Thrace, but they certainly wanted to remove the unpopular king from power. Z.br>

"I should have killed you in the first place."

King Curtis had resentment in his eyes, from the beginning he should blame the disappearance of the goddess Hera on Hercules, in mythology Hera and Hercules had a grudge, Hercules just entered Thrace, the goddess Hera disappeared, there is no more suitable backstabber than him.

"But you don't have a chance now. Old thing, dare to threaten my dad."

Seeing that this old thing dared to threaten his father, William kicked him in the leg, and the king who was originally standing was directly kicked down, and his body staggered to the ground with an unstable center of gravity.

Hercules frowned and felt a little unhappy with William's disrespectful behavior, but seeing that William kicked King Curtis for himself, he couldn't say anything he wanted to accuse, after all, this was his child's filial piety.

"What's wrong, did I do something wrong?"

William had a look of shame on his face, and when he noticed Hercules' expression of wanting to accuse but finally not blaming, he instantly realized that his arrogant behavior might not please Hercules, a good man.

The legend of the son of Hercules Zeus and the exploits of the Twelve Trials, although they are rumors, are also quite true

Partly, compared to Hercules, who is arrogant to the limit in mythology, this one in front of him is really a real, kind hero.

"No, if you're not happy with him, kill him."

Hercules touched William's head with his hand and comforted, "This kind of palace coup, the power struggle between the royal families is very cruel."

"Oh!"

William was stunned, and only then did he realize that even the heroic Hercules had already had countless blood on his hands, not to mention that he was just a mercenary now.

"We've killed more kings." Otolikos said with a smile, apparently without the slightest reverence for the Thracian king.

"William, are you really my son?" Hercules asked, even though he was sure in his heart, but he still had doubts.

"Yes. It's just that I am the son of Hercules and Heber, the future Hercules, not the son of Hercules now." William affirmed.

"Is there any difference?" Hercules asked.

"I am your son in mythology, the son of the union of two gods. To put it bluntly, if you hadn't completed your twelve trials, you wouldn't have been able to marry my mother, and I wouldn't have been born." William said slowly, the current Hercules is not his father.

"I see what you mean."

"You don't get it all."

"What did you say?"

Hercules didn't understand, and Amphiatus said in a calm voice, "The combination of gods and humans gives birth to half-human and half-god heroes, and the combination between gods and gods gives birth to 100% gods, for example, you are born to Zeus and a human woman, you are still mortal, and William born to Heber and Hercules must be a god."

"You're a god?" Hercules frowned, and when he heard these words, he inevitably felt a storm in his heart.

"Not yet, you're not, how could I be." William shook his head in denial, then looked ahead and snatched the crown of King Curtis and placed it on top of Hercules' head.

Everyone watched this scene in amazement, and the moment Hercules put on the crown, William took back the snake charm that represented invisibility, and the idol of Hera finally returned to the royal palace square in Thrace at this moment, as if Hera's appearance was for Hercules' coronation.

"Hercules, my father, you must follow your destiny and accomplish twelve great feats, so that you will be qualified to marry my mother, and that I will be born in the future."

William looked at Hercules with the crown on his face with a happy expression, and he felt that the energy of the gold coin of fate was constantly being recharged.

"Let's start with a small goal, like how about unifying all of Greece?"