Me, Hydra

Touching Quintus' head, which was glowing from sweating, Callisto nodded with satisfaction.

"You're not getting any younger, do you have any favorite girls with your eyeliner coming up? Our family's conditions are also considered to be okay, if it's okay you say it and we'll go to propose marriage."

Hearing Callisto's words, Quintus coughed violently, ignoring Atalanta's narrowing gaze at the side, Quintus said helplessly, "I've been busy with the war lately, how can I have the leisure to care about your kind of things, let's talk about such things later..."

Hearing Quintus' explanation, Callisto's eyebrows rose and the kindness he had just shown disappeared in an instant.

"How can you say that?! It's a big deal to carry on the family name! If everyone was like you, wouldn't Sparta be full of old men and women now? Our family conditions are not cowardly, you like who also need not embarrassed. I see that Hippolyte's little girl is good-looking, well-proportioned limbs, muscles plump and not bloated, can fight tigers in the mountains and capture dragons in the water. And you're still colleagues..."

While stroking his chin, just as Callisto was about to say something, Atalanta on the side added with a bad smile on her face, "Mother, after my observation over the past few days, Quintus seems to be very close to that man called Leonidas, and when chatting I see them often talking all night long!"

As she said that, Atalanta also didn't mind waving her small fist twice, and when she felt Quatreth's gaze that almost wanted to eat Atalanta, Atalanta also showed a sneer at Quatreth. Then continued to look innocent as she whispered in Callisto's ear.

Looking at Callisto in front of him with an increasingly strange face, Quintus felt that he couldn't sit back and watch Atalanta continue to talk.

"Mom! Don't listen to Atta's nonsense! He's lying to you."

Ignoring Quintus' words, Callisto swallowed, then looked forlornly at Quintus in front of him.

"It's okay, son. If you love, you dare to love. Although homosexuality is not allowed under Spartan law, it should be fine in your position as long as you don't put this relationship out in the open... Don't worry, mother will always stand behind you!"

As he said that, Callisto even shook his fist as if he was drumming.

Just as Quintus wanted to explain, suddenly Leonidas, who was on the side, came over with a smile on his face.

Very politely, he bowed to Callisto.

"Hello Auntie, I hope Auntie won't be blamed as I just had to report something negligent about the army."

Upon hearing that, Callisto nodded and then examined Leonidas in front of her with a face that looked like a son-in-law (daughter-in-law).

Although it was winter, glistening droplets of sweat still hung on his bronzed skin. The bulging muscles were very symmetrical, and they were all living muscles, meaning those muscles that could exert their full strength without affecting their own sensitivity. These muscles were undoubtedly more aesthetically pleasing and more functional than the dead muscles that had empty dimensions.

Leonidas is also a frequent visitor to his home, and is well aware of his character. He was an avid drinker but not an addict, and a man of integrity. He was a rare and good man yes.

Stroking his chin, Callisto suddenly looked kindly and asked.

"What do you think of my Quintus?"

Nodding, Leonidas replied with a cheerful face.

"Surely a solid and reliable buddy! He was the brightest presence on the battlefield, almost...no, I should say certainly a model figure for all the youth of Sparta! There's no need to worry about your back working with him! In any case, Quintus is certainly a good man who can be relied upon!"

As he did, Leonidas put his arm around Quintus's shoulders.

But after hearing Leonidas' words, Quintus found himself unable to laugh no matter what. Looking at Atta, who was standing behind his mother with the expression of a cat stealing a small dried fish, Quintus looked desperate and touched his bald skull.

A brain that had become desperate for follicle development perfectly matched Quintus' current mood....

"Mom, let me explain..."

Although he heard Quintus' words, Callisto wasn't going to pay attention to Quintus and took Leonidas' hand with a kind face.

"Come, come, you'll have a good time at my house today, I thought you couldn't get your hands on alcohol in the barracks. I happen to have a few barrels of freshly brewed barley wine at home, I'll buy some more fruits and vegetables meat dishes, and you can relax from the tension of war with a hot pot party tonight~"

At the words, Leonidas blinked and finally accepted with a smile on his face.

"Of course, Quintus has been yelling things like "I'm so horny" all day these days, so I hope my joining the party won't spoil it~"

Seeing what Quintus was trying to say, Atalanta immediately said to hit, "How~~~"

Deliberately lengthening the end of her words, Atalanta proudly looked at the side of Quintus then immediately pulled Callisto and said, "Mom~ Let's go buy some for tonight~ Don't disturb the two of them~"

As she said that, Atalanta quickly pulled Callisto along and disappeared into the crowd.

Looking at Callisto's rapidly disappearing figure, Leonidas scratched his head in confusion.

"I don't know why, but somehow it feels like Ata seems a little different today~"

At Leonidas' words, Quintus snickered miserably.

"This damned Atta really hopes she catches cat plague..."

........

Try making cold pot skewers in the dorms later....

Too bad there are no meat dishes....

There is one more shift in the evening.

Volume 1: Text - 120 - Annual Festival Approaching

It was probably a warm winter for Sparta, and the victory in the war against the Greek states had undoubtedly led to a dramatic rise in city-state cohesion among the residents of Sparta.

In order to celebrate the victory in the biggest war in the history of Sparta since the founding of the main city, all the taverns seized the opportunity to start selling barley wine and other things that were stored in the warehouses at a reduced price. In addition, the annual festival was coming up soon, so you could see groups of people piling up everywhere in the streets to drink or make small gambles.

The young men who had fought in the war had also returned, and with them the whole of Sparta had become more crowded.

Of course, not all families are shrouded in joy, Sparta 80,000 troops in the Greek allied forces charged nearly half dead, excluding those stationed in the cities of Mycenae, those originally from Sparta is the families of the martyrs are more teary-eyed Kana with the bodies lying on the round shield.

He wiped the dust from his children's faces, but the corpses did not decompose because of the cold weather. But it had also been completely stiff.

The cold body had lost its pulse, the heart was no longer beating, and the blood was no longer flowing without the heart's beating. With the passage of time, that blood solidified within their bodies.

Nodding her head, a sad smile rose on the lips of this mother who had lost her child.

At the very least, her own child had died on the battlefield, right? The body is covered with hideous military medals, or scars. It was supposed to be the best place for a soldier to be.

Rising to her feet, the old woman patted the dirt from her knees.

"Bury your son, my son died for honor. It's so cold outside, it might be warmer to be in the ground early..."

As she said that, the old woman's face silently ah a few tears fell on the white snow. Although it was in the suburbs, but still can be seen from a distance in the city of Sparta to reveal some of the festivities.

Not only this old woman, but also the parents and relatives of other fallen people were also standing on the outskirts. Silently watching their loved ones buried, the sorrow in their hearts only they knew. They didn't want to say anything, because there was no need for this joyous day to become sad because of them.

Just as they were thinking, suddenly, a golden beam of light fell from the sky.

A ghostly green soul wearing Spartan armor, a tower shield on the left and a war spear on the right appeared in front of everyone like an army of dead souls.

"Child?!"

The old woman said aloud in surprise.

The green shadows that appeared in front of the graves were officially each of their loved ones.

Smiling at their mothers, including the young warrior, all the souls began to think skyward. A shining portal opened from the sky, and the shining light on the other side of the portal could be seen faintly.