Me, Hydra

As she said that, Hydra closed her eyes on her own.

Seeing this, Hephaestus shrugged his shoulders and walked away like the river, where Cuchulain should still be fishing if nothing else.

Not long after Hephaestus left, from behind the soft collapse of the Great Shrine, Skaha, wearing a white knit shirt, came out.

"It looks like the shortcut you chose won't work~"

As he said Skaha shrugged his shoulders in amusement...

Hydra was in the same situation Skaha was in right now, and this feeling of not being able to give an inch to his strength... it was maddening!

Shaking his head, Skaha looked seriously at Hydra in front of him.

"It's not like taking shortcuts is a bad thing, I'm not the brain dead person you think I am."

As he said that, Hydra laid down on the large soft collapse.

Because of its size, Hydra's soft collapse was two meters in thickness alone, and even lying on it gave a feeling of condescension. Skaha, on the other hand, was indifferently lying down on the toffee chair at the side.

"Although it's not exclusive to taking shortcuts, if you take too many shortcuts it will corrupt one's mind."

Although Mo didn't care on the surface, the truth of it could just as well be felt in Skaha's voice.

Skaha had seen too many people, and the Confucian weaklings who had begun to blindly arrogate themselves because they had taken shortcuts had seen even more like stars in the sky.

After looking at a pressured and sexually indifferent Skaha, Hydra shrugged her shoulders.

"You don't have to tell me that, but trace amounts of poison can be invigorating, but just as deadly."

As he said that, Hydra held out his palm.

"Return to the ancestors..."

"My "ancestor"...what kind of creature is it..."

As she thought, Hydra emptied her mind.

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Volume I: Text - 94 - Peaceful Sparta and Olympus

In the Far East there is a saying like this.

"The late emperor started a business halfway and spent his budget..."

And such things as underfunding never seem to have descended on the heads of the residents of Sparta.

There seemed to be a strange silence in Greece now.

The gods of Olympus are afraid to let go of Hydra for fear of whether or not she possesses some other epidemic, and Hydra is afraid of pushing the Olympian bunch into doing something that is too much for both sides to bear, so now both Sparta and Greece are coincidentally maintaining a delicate peace....

Of course, the people didn't care too much about the affairs of the upper class, and for them, it was enough as long as peace prevailed.

Toke was a traveling merchant in the villages around Athens, relying on years of traveling sales, Toke had also gone from being a commoner to a little-known wealthy man in the nearby ten miles and eight villages.

Right now it was the busy farming season, the grain was ripe, and the birds and animals in the mountains were ready with fat for the winter.

After packing up his bags, Tok brought the mineral cloth and other things he used to exchange to the convoy.

"Boss, the goods are all ready, what time do you think we'll leave?"

At the words, Tock nodded after a moment's thought.

"Just for today, if you go late the good stuff will be collected by other merchants."

"Okay, then boss I'll go down and pick up the goodies, we'll leave when you feel fine."

Hearing that, Toke nodded his head.

Looking at the goods on the car, Tock clapped his hands together.

There were dozens of wagons, filled with dun sacks of burlap. It was filled with rare minerals and pure-tasting wine.

Spartan could be said to be a large and diverse city, originally the other famous main city-states of the historical Peloponnesian Union such as Ellis, Seguin, Corinth, Megara and other cities had been laid out by Hydra to complete the transportation network one after another.

In the event of war, Spartan warriors could reach the front of the battlefield as quickly as possible. And all of these roads were built with something called cement.

It is said that the Spartans got it from Hydra, which Tok didn't know, because Tok was not a soldier, although he didn't realize the importance of cement in the war, but as a merchant, Tok was keen to discover the business opportunities.

Unfortunately, Sparta seems to attach great importance to the formula of cement, resulting in Tork is not able to engage in such a profitable industry ... ...

But that's okay.

The Spartans seemed to be very interested in this rare metal ore, and Sparta, because of the terrain and folklore aspect, their barley wine there was good, but their wine didn't seem to be as pure as barley wine.

After all, are they still barbarians who don't know how to enjoy themselves in a sense~?

Thinking so, Tock shook his head indifferently.

That was the view of many of the lower classes down here, relying on the propaganda of the temple rituals, and Sparta seemed to be rife with brainless fools there.

And Hydra wasn't even going to argue about the kind of questions that a smart person could see something fishy at a glance.

The people at the bottom are just that, people at the bottom, and they don't think. Blindly trusting in authority....

It's because of this that it would be futile to explain it anyway, so why do you waste so much time talking about it?

But most of the inhabitants of Greece, including Tock, don't understand such things. Or they didn't bother to understand, because tone cared about these matters of state and it would be better for them to swing a couple more hoes.

As I was thinking about it, the head caravan manager on the other side also picked up the finish.