"Who are these Ares believers? Are they affiliated with the Cult of Kosmos? ”

Guided by the principle of seeking advice from the locals, Lane asked Alsibees questions.

"They believe in Ares, the god of war, just like the word suggests."

Alsibees stroked his white hair, since he had met Lanne, he had always felt that his hair was not shiny enough to be poorly maintained.

"But I don't think they're a subordinate organization of the Kosmos Cult, more like an organization that was co-opted by the Hapalos on the letter. After all, what the Ares followers do doesn't match the name of the Kosmos Cult at all. ”

"What does that mean?"

"Oh, you know, dear." Alsibees' fingers gestured in midair, his tone as playful as ever.

"When a person leaves the city-state, he is regarded as a beast or a ghost. No one wants not to be treated as a human being. But for the Ares believers, it's hard to say."

"They live in seclusion of their own accord, they don't live in houses, they don't wear city clothes, they don't eat city food. Therefore, he believes that he is not limited by human law, and only blindly reveres Ares. ”

"And what better offering to the bloody and brutal god of war than the bloodshed of the battle and the wails of the victims?"

"So what can these 'wild men' roaming in the wilderness do, isn't it also clearly written on this note?"

A group of sociopathic fanatic murderers.

Lan En probably understood what kind of virtue this group of people was.

Without a trace, Lane once again put the note into his alchemy leather bag.

"Do you know what the 'cave' is on the note? You can see that Hapalos is trying to trouble me by name. I'm going to get rid of him before he gets him. ”

"Aha, I just like your crisp and clean style, it's fascinating." Alsibees clapped his palms lightly and said with a fluttering eyebrow.

But then, he helplessly spread his hands.

"Unfortunately, I can't help you. The description on this note is too vague, and there are many large and small caves outside the city of Athens. If it were normal, it would have been enough, but now that the Spartans were pressing forward step by step, even Perikles would not dare to spill his hands out of the city of Athens casually. ”

Then you have to find it yourself.

Lane understood what Alsibees meant.

Wise people speak among themselves, and they seldom use words to explain them thoroughly.

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Later, Lane and Lydias went back to his workshop.

The sculptor had already paid Lanne with Alsibias, which together was about the same as Elpino's payment to Kassandra.

He also invited Rann to stay in his workshop.

After all, he was also a person who was tortured by the Kosmos cult and almost had a nervous breakdown.

Although Brisson had been killed, he still felt that there was a mercenary by his side who could fight and could be trusted, and he would feel at ease when he slept.

As night approached, Fauber returned to the workshop.

However, to Lan En's surprise, after he made up for Fauber's lesson last night, she actually looked a little worse today than yesterday.

Yesterday, I just had some of my clothes pulled off my threads, and there were a few bruises on my arms.

But today the little girl was punched in the eye socket, and her nose looked like she had a nosebleed.

As a result, during the meal, Phidias looked at Rann with an expression that he didn't know what to say.

"Actually." The sculptor hesitated. "You're making a lot of money now, Lanne. There's no need for your apprentice to be a thief on the street, right? Of course, if you're struggling, then maybe I can help you a little? ”

"I don't really have any demand for drachma." With a smile on the corner of Lan En's mouth, he looked at Fauber, who was not lightly beaten, but was in an inexplicably high-pitched mood.

"Why don't you ask this little girl if she's willing to stop going out on the streets?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Before the kind sculptor could turn his head, Fauberge loudly announced his decision.

The little girl's current eating appearance is also a bit heroic in the eyes of an adult.

She tore off a palm-sized piece of bread and used it like a spoon with a clay bowl containing a thick fish broth.

After pulling the fish and vegetables from the clay bowl into your mouth, you will take a bite of the barley bread stained with fish broth.

His mouth was bulging, and he chewed twice and swallowed hard in his throat before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not going to be a thief!"

Fauber spoke loudly and proudly about her achievements today.

"I found the little boy we had met, and beat them all up! Now they all listen to me! ”

"These orphans in Athens have never seen the world! Like little sheep, they don't even dare to do anything to the man with the sword! ”

"I took them for a run, and they're all full today!"

Lan En raised his eyebrows, he knew from the way Fauber looked at Faulber that she was specifically looking for someone to fight today.

But I didn't expect this little ghost to be so mobile, and he directly became the 'female boss' in a group of street children?

And even if you don't talk about mobility, if you can get a group of frightened street children to trust her so quickly, even if she has the bonus of 'the same experience', isn't her communication skills too good?

Lane then thought again about Fauber's situation in Megaris, where he had befriended many children in one day.

"Be forgiving, Fauber. After all, not all kids had messed with Kassandra in Kephallonia or the kind of place. ”

With great interest, Lan stopped breaking bread in his hand and poked his head towards Fauber.

"Tell me, how do you keep them fed? If you don't have the skills, then I don't think they will listen to you even if you subdue those street children one by one. ”

"That's what I'm talking about!"

As if he had found a confidant, Fauber couldn't wait to start talking while eating.

"I walked up the roof, using the method you taught me, and silently followed a seaman who disembarked in the port of Piraeus."

"I've long taken a fancy to this group of people, who have money just sent by the captain and are ready to go to the harbor to find prostitutes or gamble for fun. But when it's time to sail, you have to leave immediately. ”

"Although this kind of person is very fierce, they don't have time to look for it even if they lose their money. Just hide for a day or two! ”

"The other homeless children I 'persuaded' were distracted by his side, and I jumped off the roof! Give him a hard push, take his wallet and run! ”

Fauber's storytelling process is engaging and emotional. Even Phidias was unconsciously interested, and gave Fauber another spoonful of fish soup to his clay bowl.

"Oh, thank you, Phidias. What did I just say? ”

"You said you 'take the money and run.'"

Phidias immediately answered.

"And then?"

"Then I used that money to buy twenty loaves of barley bread! That's enough for a dozen or so kids to eat for a few days. ”

"Then the sailor found a helper to chase after us, and I let the stray children go first, and I led them away myself. The sailors looked fierce, but they couldn't catch up with me. I run faster on the rooftops than they do on the flat! ”

In the end, Fauber slammed his mouth.

"It's a pity that the bag is the sailor's weight after he got off the game. Otherwise, I could have bought more fish for those kids. ”

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