Lann jumped off a white-sunburned rock, walked a few steps, and crouched down on the path on the edge of the rock to observe.

If he followed the route of ordinary people, he would have to go around in a circle to get to where he is now.

The Aegean Sea is full of broken islands, which are caused by intense geological activity. As a result, there are also a lot of rugged elevation differences on the island.

It was on these islands that the people of ancient Greece began their civilization.

"The ruts are pressed deep, but the quality of the wheels is much better than what is on the market. It seems that as legend goes, the Spartans used their craft entirely in military affairs. ”

With his fingers attached to the leather gloves of the armor, Lan En picked up a pinch of dirt from the ground, examined it carefully, and muttered.

"The soil is mixed with barley grains, and it's a grain truck."

Now the only people who could transport grain outside the city of Mergara were the Spartans. Their armies of the city-states were invincible in the lands of Megaris.

In the witcher's eyes, the feline-like pupils shrank.

The transcendent senses then opened up, and the whole world began to become more colorful.

The marks of the ruts on the ground turned bright red to the point of blinding.

Lan En followed the trail forward.

As we progressed, the surrounding landscape changed from the cleared fields around the city-state to a small forest of slender trees almost two people tall.

The Aegean sun can only penetrate through the gaps in the branches and leaves, turning into patches of light.

And Lan, who had just entered the grove not far away, frowned slightly after a slight sniffle.

The witcher's sensitive sense of smell has gathered different scent information.

In this small forest there is the smell of wild animal droppings, the smell of body odor, the smell of broken and crushed branches, and so on.

These tastes are all normal except. The smell of human blood and food decay mixed together.

In addition to being vigilant, Lan En was slightly stunned.

Although I could already know a little bit about the logistics of the Spartan army in my previous speculation, I didn't think that on the first day of the investigation, something really happened?

Was I too lucky? Or are the problems encountered by Spartan logistics far more serious than you think?

Lane is hopeful that it's not the latter.

The boots with the outer plate armor crumbled on fallen leaves and dead branches, and the witcher finally followed the clues to the scene after the double lock of ruts and smells.

The situation on the scene was very different from what Lan En had in mind.

Several bodies were disemboweled and placed on the side of the road, and seven of them wore only short Spartan red skirts around their waists, and then wore a Collins helmet made of brass, and no helmet feathers.

The other three were dressed like the Spartan warriors on the beach, with bracers, shins, and a whole brass armor carved out of their abs and pectoral muscles.

There were ten Spartan warriors in all, three of whom were estimated to be precious and rare Spartan citizens who had been trained day and night since childhood.

But now, these top soldiers of this era have been disemboweled like domestic animals and poultry.

The grain trucks they had been guarding were now scattered into a pile of fine pieces of wood, and the only precious grain on the trucks was scattered around their corpses, or rather a small pile of rotting because they had not been picked up.

In the Mediterranean region of the ancient Greek period, Greece did not have much food production capacity due to its fragmented geography.

The Greeks would produce olive oil and wine, and then trade by sea to import grain from grain-producing countries such as Egypt.

Therefore, barley, olive oil, and wine were the iron triangle of maritime trade in ancient Greece.

These are the signs of decay on the ground at this time.

Lan first crouched beside a pile of corpses, his fingers running through their wounds and digging in.

"The blood is rotting and recruiting insects, and this smell must have been dead for two days?"

Muttered an inference, but then Lann shook his head.

"No, given the climate on the Aegean coast, it's at most a one-day event. The same is true for grain corruption. ”

Standing up, the witcher looked around at the scene of the crime, and a sense of incongruity and something was wrong appeared in his heart.

To the witcher's transcendent senses, the footprints on the field were bright red and glaring, but they were a mess in distribution and number.

"All ten of them died with the same weapon, the same person."

Returning to his original position, Lane looked down at the corpse of the Spartan warrior.

The carnivorous insects had been drawn to the smell of rotting blood and had gathered on the corpse.

"The man was able to pierce the entire brass cuirass of Sparta, and then opened the gaping as if it were a piece of paper. Although it is a copper alloy, it is also an out-and-out metal armor. There is no doubt that this is another Kassandra who is 'approved by the gods'. Ordinary people can't deal with him at all. ”

"And that's such a guy. He didn't even cover up the traces? ”

Lan En's eyebrows raised unconsciously, revealing a surprised expression.

Covering up traces is not a difficult task, especially in war-torn areas, especially in the climatic and geographical environment of the Aegean coast.

In the age of the wilderness, even an ordinary hunter knew that if you want to dispose of the corpse, you can attract a pack of wolves in the wild.

There are more beasts than men in these years.

Keeping these bodies in the wild is more difficult than covering up the traces.

After a moment of thought, many possibilities swirled in Lan's mind.

But in the end, he shook his head and shook them off.

"It's better to leave than to dream."

"The carts were destroyed, and those with the grain couldn't go far."

Lan turned his head to look at the hill in the distance, where there were many caves due to geological activity. It was a good place for bandits to gather, and the war also contributed to the culture of banditry and raiding.

But the question is, where did the bandits have the ability to kill the Spartan warriors?

What kind of bandit can you be if you have this ability?

"Let's go up and have a look."

Thinking so, Lan En moved forward in a different direction and began to climb the mountain.

In the city of Magara, Fauber was playing with a few children throwing stones in a circle.

This kind of gameplay will test the player's hand speed and accuracy, throw up and catch the unequal number of stones, and the successful one can also gain the admiration of others.

The more you throw, the harder you get.

The game's classification makes it even more fascinating.

Through his energetic personality and cheerful smile, Fauber easily joined the local children's games.

She wasn't starving, and even made the kids think she was from a good background.

Unlike the local children, Fauber spends less than half of his time on playing.

The rest of her energy is used by her to prick up her ears and listen to the casual words of these children in the game.

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