Me, Hydra

But that's not bad. It's a long way to Athens on the Salamis Peninsula, and you'd probably have to break your feet if you walked. Now this way I can at least rest on it....

"That's not the worst case scenario anyway, is it?"

With this thought in mind, Perseus put on his shackles and walked into the cell.

The cape looked particularly sad on this old man, but the crowd did nothing to stop him.

Hercules, on the other hand, looked at Perseus from a place of contemplation.

Perseus's loyalty was unquestionable, but even so, the immortal divinity in him was still drawn back by Zeus without hesitation after he lost his use.

Without his immortal divinity, Perseus was, at best, an old man with martial skills....

Shaking his head, Hercules looked at the golden blade in his hands eyes rose in determination.

"I will hand this golden blade over to the new Lord intact! Absolutely!"

However, the next moment after Hercules said that.

Atalanta grimly entered the council hall of Mycenae's main city.

At the confused gazes of Leonidas and the others Chihiro, Atalanta dropped a head onto the floor in the middle of the council hall.

"This is a head that my scout team and I hunted while scouting, and it is said to be the new Lord General."

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Still no calls....heartbreak....

Volume I: Text - 113 - One link leads to another

"Lord General?!"

Hearing the words of Atalanta, etc., a crowd of people, all incredulous1 stood up, even picking up the head that had fallen on the belt, and after they all looked at each other, Leonidas said to Atalanta, stolidly, "Where did you hear that he was the new Lord of Greece?"

On hearing this, Atalanta produced a small pouch from her back, which contained many things, and after a short search Atalanta produced a token and a fine silk cloth.

"This is what I found on him, when my scout squad and I came across them again they were lightly armed and they didn't spot us directly at the time, after a bit of thought we decided to make a surprise attack. I was hoping to bring the guy back alive, but when the guy made a dangerous escape when the battle was going badly, I didn't hesitate to make a run for it, and when I had to, I shot the guy with an arrow."

On hearing this, Leonidas nodded.

Opening the silk cloth, it was written precisely about the matters related to the transfer of the master general.

This caused Leonidas to be delighted.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha! Perfect, just perfect! It's simply a godsend!"

After calming down and reopening his eyes, Leonidas continued to speak excitedly, "Judging from the token on the seal He's wearing, there's no doubt about it. This fellow should be the new Lord General over there in Greece! It's a bit of a shame to kill him, but no harm done. We have two choices now."

"Those two options?" Quintus on the other hand asked, "Speak up, I'll chop you to death with a chain knife if you're selling out!"

After waving his hand to Quintus for a moment, Leonidas said seriously: "Now that their Perseus has just left, the Greek alliance that lost Perseus should rely mainly on Hercules. That said, the conflicts between each city-state, the differences in customs, and even the distribution of the remaining provisions will be all that Hercules will have to work on... So, first choice, we can keep dragging this out, and then let the conflicts within them grow, grow, grow! Until the conflict between each of their soldiers, city-states, reaches an irreconcilable point, we can choose to let this head be the last straw that crushes the camel's back! The news of the Lord General's death would mean that the masses of dragons had no leader. And when the soldiers at the bottom knew, the panic would spread like a plague! In the end, they will be invulnerable!"

"And we, all we have to do is fan the flames from the sidelines-"

At the words, the surrounding crowd looked at each other, and after a moment's thought, the crowd continued to ask, "What about the other one?"

And without selling out, Leonidas simply said.

"The second one is also very simple: we now have the tokens representing the identity, the serviettes. And the guards that escorted this poor ghost have all been shot by Atta. In other words, we can completely become their main general and then rely on the status of the main speaker to continuously create conditions that are favorable to our side, but also speed up the rate at which their conflicts intensify from within."

Nodding her head, Hippolyta on the side thought for a moment before saying, "Although the first method would be safer, in terms of long-term benefits, sending over a pirate Lord General to deepen the conflicts in their city-state is the best method. However, most of us have fought against the general on the other side before. It seems a bit difficult if you want to imitate a master general."

Hearing Hippolyta's words, Leonidas also nodded his head.

"That's right, the risk of such a thing is too great, once the road goes out of the way then that person who is disguised as the enemy's main general will be in the land of doom... Slow, we can choose to do a job and leave! We could have one of them temporarily disguised as their Lord General and then arrive at their camp at night, this way even if they suspect it will not start until at least the next morning when the meeting takes place. Whereas when we get there we can have our Praetorian Guard choose to disguise itself as their escort. Then at night, when they are most lax, they will once again be able to wreak havoc..."

At the news, Hippolyta, on the other hand, shook her head.

"No. After the last surprise attack, the spirits of the entire Greek allied army have been tensed up. The same plan cannot be used a second time, the risk is too great. We can't afford the huge loss of losing three hundred forbidden troops in one breath."

Upon hearing that, Leonidas nodded, then stood up with some annoyance, looking at the head Leonidas appeared to be grasping at straws in front of him.

"Then let's go with the first option for now, this head... let's do the embalming measures first. We might be able to use it later. It's not too late to wait and see what happens, and we'll make our plans when it's time."

On the other side, the Greek allied army's station.

Looking at the two messengers in front of him, Hercules frowned.

"You are?"

"We are the target of the Lord General, the new Lord General has finished a special day trip, and a total of three false identities have been sent out including us. The new Lord General should be arriving this evening, so hold your horses."

Hearing the messenger's words, Hercules frowned.

"What about the other one? Why didn't you see him?"

Shaking his head, the messenger continued.

"In fact, we are all condemned prisoners, and the new general's deal with us is that we will come here as doubles on three more dangerous roads. The ones who survive will walk the battlefield as soldiers and gain a new life, while the ones who die will receive a nice pension for our families. It is for this reason that we have chosen to make a deal with the new Lord General. If a squad of us didn't come...then compared to that fellow who was either captured or killed."

Eyes startled, Hercules stroked his chin.

There were three teams in all, and now there were exactly a bunch that hadn't come, meaning that one team must have been captured or killed by now....

If the Spartans really thought that was their own Lord....

Narrowing his eyes, Hercules continued to ask.

"Do you carry with you, then, the forgery of the token given to the Lord General by the Council?"

"Bring it! It's all high-fashion, and if you've never seen it before you're sure to be cheated!"

Hearing the messenger's words, Hercules clapped his hands.

As he was about to say some celebratory line, the side of the tent was suddenly lifted by a handful.

Looking at the person who entered the tent, the two messengers lowered themselves in a row.

"My Lord!"

Hercules, on the other hand, grew incredulous.

"Old...teacher?!"

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Almost overslept....