Greek and Roman Mythology

Scratchers.

If you see a file hanging around on a disk like that, just sue without forgiveness.

It's not a bedtime story.

I'm a teenager.)

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When the liquor of Currency and Iasos was over, Currency withdrew first.

Iassos pours his drink alone, looking up at the night sky.

A glass, two glasses, and one shadow appeared behind him as he was emptying the bottle.

"What's going on?"

Iassos poured wine into the glass in a very natural movement without surprising appearance.

Shadow swoops around, bending at his waist to greet him and peeling off his mask.

"It's moving."

"Oh, is that true? The Caledonians are fearless."

"We're recruiting soldiers as discreetly as we can, but we can't avoid them."

Iassos laughs with a slap.

In Arcadia, the kingdom grows stronger thanks to the intelligence and strength of these direct soldiers' Shadows.

Thanks to this, foreign invasion can also be known and defended.

Like right now.

"Hmmm... What were they recruiting for?"

"They claim Arcadia should be struck down for stealing the treasures and heroes of their country..."

"I hope we didn't take the treasure. Well, he's a hero, for crying out loud."

"That's not what matters to them. His Boar Hide must be a treasure."

"Tsk, but I don't know what you believe in..."

There are no special forces like Shadow, but it is not a particularly strong country.

There are more troops than Arcadia, but war is not fought by numbers.

If you fight 400 jugglers and 100 Akan, who will win?

For those who don't know it by keeping it simple, they may think juggling will win by just looking at the numbers, but the answer is 100 Akan will win.

Different class.

Arcadia has nothing special about Caledon compared to a group of soldiers strong enough to stand against Teve and assassins of the great warrior named Shadow.

If they were just archers, they'd be about half as many archers as Arcadia, but Caledon had no one to command them well.

"What can I do to lend help to the Currents?"

"Why do you need to do that?"

Shadow hears Iassus muttering, questioning.

At that point, Iassus fainted and laughed, realizing that the shadows were still underestimating the flow.

Those who tell themselves that the currents broke Caledon's Resistance wall by themselves are Shadow himself.

"Hehehe. No. You'd better see this through. Why I want to be close to him, why I want to give him Atalante, why I want to be close to Thebes, who ignored alliances to deter Thebes in other countries."

"...."

"Oh, and by the way, you haven't received the report yet. Can I have it now?"

"Yes. Here you go."

Shadow took the paper out of his arms and showed him.

A simple message and numbered sheet lists Caledon's troop numbers and an approximate route to Arcadia.

"Hmm... 30,000... That's pretty good."

Greece has a population of about 10-400,000 people per country.

In fact, it was not such a figure, but it was balanced in such a way to prevent the end of the national war in the game.

In metropolitan areas, there are higher development levels of 40-500,000.

Caledon's population is about 130,000, and one-quarter of the population is military.

Of course, I'm not the only one in Caledon's army.

There are 30,000 soldiers gathered and preparing to march this time, and there may be 1-1.5 million more, but perhaps there will be foreign invasions, and perhaps they will remain in Khalidon.

If you think so, it is almost certain that 30,000 soldiers will invade Arcadia.

While Arcadia has a population of about 160,000 soldiers, it has a total of 10,000 and Shadow 3000.

Incredibly few, but Iassus didn't care at all.

I couldn't find any anxiety on his face.

Caledon can't be scared.

Shadow, a force of kings, is a group of great warriors, and there are few militaries in Greece who will follow its stealth and maneuverability.

"Root... hmm."

"Can I get you a map?"

"No, it's fine. You're just barging in. You don't even have to look at the map."

"Shadows are already all set. If you command me, I will leave now and shake them."

"Well, that would be nice. Minimize the damage and circle around and peck at their flanks. We don't want to damage them, we just need to distract them."

"Yes, I understand."

Iasos was so relaxed about the important "war."

He wonders, seeing Shadow not retreating.

Usually, it disappears on its own, and it seems to have something to say.

"Any questions?"

"Oh, should I inform the nobles about this?"

"No, I don't need to tell you. No... Spread the word in secret. If any of them try to escape, end them. Arcadia doesn't need that kind of crap."

"Yes!"

He sighs - and breathes out the smell of the liquor that is still in his mouth, then takes the bottle into his mouth and looks on the table.

About six bottles of liquor and liquor are dizzily placed.

I'm not drunk enough in my usual condition, but I'm already feeling dizzy because it's so high.

He mutters, "I'm dizzy." He stands up.

I felt like my room was spinning with the smell of alcohol on my body.

"Hah. Can you clean up?" "

"Yes, don't worry. Can I take you?"

"No, don't worry. I wasn't that drunk."

".... Yes."

Shadow lowers his head, responding, and begins to clear up the mess between Iassos and the current.

Iassos leaves the room with a simple drink and walks down the hallway.

The hallway is quiet because it is quite late.

He felt a chilly night breeze and swooped down the hallway and looked up at the night sky.

The dazzling moon is illuminating dark corners of the palace.

"Almost there.

...

..

.

It was sunny and the hippomeness, the Atalante, and the currents were all in one place.

In front of the three, Iassos was dressed in a leather robe with a muscular figure wrapped around his black cloak.

Although it was ticklish, it was not nice to see a man wearing a tight-fitting tie like that.

"W-what do you mean!"

"Literally. It is unlikely that more participants will show up, and today's last participant is only your Hippomenes and the current here. Let's just get this over with."

"It's not like the rules so far!"

"What does it matter? It means let's get this over with quickly. Whew, since you're so repulsive, let me give you one particular piece of information."

Iassos shrugs, gazing at Hippomenes as if it were petty.

"We are coming to Arcadia with 30,000 soldiers from Caledon. I thought I'd stop this race now that I have to prepare for war, but there's only two people left, so just run as three."

"Well, well! Is that true!?"

"Yes! You think I'm fucking around with you right now!"

Hippomenes sighs as she looks at Atalante with restless eyes.

"Th-the princess will be all right?"

"I don't care. I didn't expect you to participate, by the way. Ryu Ryu?"

"I'm doing it because I'm confident I can win. Oh, I see you've got some complaints from Hippomenes. If so, I'll be on my way in three seconds."

After three seconds, Atalante's eyebrows twitch.

Running for 3 seconds is a very long time.

One of the games that wins or loses by a decimal point is running, but you can't concede for three seconds.

It's like trying to defeat yourself.

"Isn't it too relaxing? Your throat will be blown off?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm confident I can win."

"Hmph! Good. Whatever you want."

According to Currency, Atalante was worried about his ego or his ego, but he said he didn't care whether he felt bad or not.

Hippomenes, on the other hand, nods, whispering... for three seconds, and the current that saw it turns to Iasus.

Iassos looks a little surprised.

"You're giving me three seconds?"

"Yeah, well, I'll show you. It only hurts my mouth to talk anymore."

"Hehe... go ahead. I'll cut your throat for you in particular."

"Let's get started right away."

With the confident words of the current stream, Atalante and Hippomenes gently sat on the track, gazing at the unfair eyes.

There was no running for two or three.

The track was wide enough anyway.

A shadow stands in the way of the referee, instead of the Hippomenes.

He looks up at the flag, wondering if he's holding it instead of the knife.

Zec!

Relaxed Atalante and nervous Hippomenes, each in a comfortable position to run.

And the currents that said they were leaving in three seconds are looking relaxed, like Atalante.

Their gaze was all exactly on the flagpole that Shadow was holding 200 metres ahead.

Finally, the flag flutters down.

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I don't think this coupons and heat is a real joke.

Crazy.

Oh, my God.

I faint at night.

Oh, by the way, we're trying to have a national war, so population problems.

Greece usually sees small cities as one country...

And it's hard to get a proper map.

I'm so sorry that I wasn't able to provide you with the correct information.

If you have any information, please let me know.

Especially the ancient Greek map!! (Sobbing)

P.S. Hull, I accidentally posted it now -_- not at 11: 11, but at 12: 00... but at 12644.