Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

At that time, the people of Naxos were relatively new to the Temple of Hades, and Corinthus had the important task of spreading teachings.After seven years, the people here have fully accepted Hades, the benevolent Hades, and the people who worship him every day are far better than Demeter, which shows the ability of Corinthus and its years Hard work.

The prison was dark, damp and smelly.Collintus has been here many times, and has long been accustomed to. He ignored the warnings of the other prisoners in the cages on both sides and walked through the middle road to a cage.

The jailer opened the lock and pushed open the iron door.

Collintus walked into the cage and a bloody breath came.

Collintus frowned and took a few more steps. Through the glimmer of the narrow window, he saw a naked man lying down in the corner of the haystack, blood oozing from the dense scars Has dried up outside the body, became a blood gamma, completely turned him from top to bottom into a blood man, lying there motionless, can only hear the faint breath...

Collintus turned his head to look at Dioccass who was behind him, and said in a reproachful tone: "How come it hit so hard?!"

Facing the blaming eyes of the priest, Dioccass was slightly ashamed, and Zhiwu said: "He... he has been reluctant to tell the truth..."

"You go out, don't stay here," Colientus said quietly.

"It's too dangerous here, honorable priest!" a jailer reminded.

"Relax, Hades protects him, he won't hurt me!" Collintus said firmly.

Dioccass and his men had to go outside.

"By the way, bring me a few cans of boiling water and bring it up." Collintus asked again.

After they left, Collintus and the two priests who followed him carefully lifted the slave onto the humble bed next to it.

Collintus has been to prison many times and has extensive experience.He asked his subordinates to carry two large medicine chests, one filled with trauma medicine and one filled with clean linen.After the boiling water came, he and his men first dipped the linen cloth in water and began to wipe the blood from the slaves.At the wound site, they will gently peel off the blood gamma mixed with soil and wheat straw, and remove the green pus little by little...

You should know that when Helps was instructed by Daphes, he sent doctors to train the basic skills of medical ambulance for the priests of the Temple of Hades. Collintus was one of the hard-working learners. In practice, his level of treatment of trauma is no less than that of an ordinary Dionysian doctor.

However, cleaning up the pain in the affected area still caused the slave to wake up from a coma, and in a trance, he saw the person in front of him in a white robe and a simple black "A" letter drawn on his chest. He subconsciously struggled to think Sit up.

"Don't move, wait for me to give you the medicine and tie the bandage." The slave shuddered slightly: the kind voice was so familiar, and he was at the Hades celebration in Naxos every September 9th The sounds of the released slaves were very similar.

"...Benevolent Collientus priest?!" he shouted uncertainly in a hoarse voice.

"It's me." This answer was like a beam of warm sunlight shining into the heart of the slave's death, even letting his eyes wet for a moment, he managed to hold up his head and stared blankly at the extremely sacred old man in his heart. Pour a cool and comfortable wound medicine, and then use clean cloth to attach and bind the wound one by one... His white robe is stained with dust and blood stains, and his face with many wrinkles is also covered with sweat beads. The old man did not care at all, his expression was so focused.

Collintus was finally busy, reaching for a sweat on his forehead and asking, "What's your name?"

no respond.

He looked up and saw that the slave was already in tears, looking at him straight, but biting his lips strongly, there was no sound.

Collintus suddenly sighed slightly in relief: this seems to be possible.

So, his expression became serious and said, "At this time, I knew to cry, but you killed so many people cruelly before!"

"I didn't--" The slave saw the most respected person misunderstanding himself, and almost blurted out the truth. He quickly closed his mouth, and then said unwillingly: "After I died, I met the three magistrates, they Will give me a fair trial."

"A fair trial?" Corinthus groaned slightly, and said slowly: "If you haven't killed, then you are lying. Are you afraid of being sentenced to tongue-out hell and accepting the endless torment?! What's more, you conceal the facts and let the real criminal escape the punishment. You are the accomplice. The three judges will let you bear half of the crimes he committed. This is not just as simple as pulling the tongue, you are ready. ?"

The slave's face changed greatly after he heard it, and he quickly lowered his head, but he saw muscles protruding from his arm, and the freshly bound linen immediately oozed blood stains again.

"Don't use force on your hand, otherwise the wound just applied with medicine will collapse again!" Colientus immediately patted his arm with concern, seeing that he was still clenching his fists, so he asked softly: "You What is your name?"

"...Lacker." The slave squeezed out of his mouth.

"Are you Numisbian?" Collientus looked at his dark skin and said: "Listening to the inspector said that four of the girls killed were Numisbians, they were all Your fellow citizens!"

Laxer shivered.

"Listening to the inspector said that when the six corpses were buried, they were arranged very neatly, and each mouth contained an Opol, the murderer would not have been so kind...Axe, this is all It's your kindness that motivates you to do this..." Colientus sighed and said affirmatively: "I believe you are never a murderer, you are just forced to obey the command of the real murderer!"

Laxer's shoulder shuddered even more, and he could hear a low sob.

"Child, it must be painful to live like this..." Collientus sighed again, and the tone became harsher: "But... there is now a chance to catch the murderer and let him be severely punished by the law. He blamed him and gave him the opportunity to hurt more Numbian girls in the future. Are you really patient?! Are you really willing?!"

"I'm not reconciled!" Raksey raised his head, tears in his eyes, and shouted excitedly: "But I'm just a slave, he is a big man, my wife and my two daughters are in his hands, what can I do? !!!What can I do?!!!"

"Hadis is the most just god. He is treated equally regardless of whether he is a slave or a veteran. His Majesty Davis upholds his wishes and the "Dionysian Law" enacted is to protect all the goodness in the Kingdom of Dionysian. People, punish all the wicked. Don’t have any worries, say it, tell the truth! Hades is on, your devout believer Collintus swears to you, I will definitely protect Axe’s Wife and daughter will never let them suffer any harm!"

Axe looked at Collintus with his left hand on his chest and raised his right hand with a sincere oath. His heart suddenly raised endless gratitude. This gratitude melted the barriers in his heart. He fell on his knees In front of Colientus.

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Dioccass walked into the reception room of Naxos Town Hall. When he saw Stromboli, he said excitedly: "Adult, your advice really works. That slave finally told the truth!"

Stromboli was somewhat complacent, and said with some emotion: "I only know that the slaves of the kingdom trust the Temple of Hades the most. From time to time, slaves from all over the world went to the Temple of Hades to call out injustice. This is also related to the case of Pollux, a sensation in Great Greece more than ten years ago..."

"Adult." Theocassis stepped forward a few steps, and said in a slightly dignified voice, "The slave also revealed another thing about Laodisian..."

Stromboli looked at his expression, and Shen Sheng said, "What's the matter?"

Dioccass didn't speak, but handed him the transcript in his hand.

Stromboli carefully read the record, but the two white eyebrows were gradually screwed together. His face was filled with surprise. He suddenly pressed the record hard on the table and asked anxiously: "What he said is true of?!"

"He said he hadn’t done it, another slave who had committed suicide had been doing it secretly, but once he was drunk and confided to him... I have no way to confirm the truth of this matter "Theocassis rarely expressed hesitation: "After all, this directly involves Laodicean veterans...so I come to ask you for advice."

"You're right, don't do it without permission." Stromboli nodded and applauded Dioccas's approach, but he was thinking about the few years he had vaguely heard in Naxos. rumor.

He carried his hands on his back and walked slowly in the living room with a dignified expression on his back.

Dioccass waited quietly.

After a moment, Stromboli pondered, "Who knows this?"

"Me and the two most trusted men...and the priest of Corinth..."

"Tell your men, you must never say it! Otherwise—" Stromboli flashed sharply in his eyes.

"I understand, sir."

"I will go to the priest to say this. He is a wise man. Not to mention that the law stipulates that priests are not allowed to interfere in government affairs." Stromboli touched his beard, looked at Dioccas, and ordered: " You dragged the case first, and continued to detain Pavgrius, but don’t try to interrogate him, the slave is also temporarily detained as before... I will go to Judge Ardalus and let him give you the grace After some time, I believe he will still give me this old man a favor... Now, I am going to write to your majesty. You go back quickly and take care of your inspection office."

Watching Laodicean leave, Stromboli stared down at the record on the table, and a sneer appeared on the wrinkled face: "Will you be the second Pollux, Laodicean?" "

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At the same time, in the residence of Antonios, the Minister of Military Affairs of the Kingdom of Dionysia in the city of Turíny, Antonios is sitting in the courtyard with his nephew, enjoying food while talking.

At this moment, it was already evening, night came, and the moon rose.But a dozen candles as thick as a child's arm were lit in the courtyard to brighten the candlelight in Antonios's mansion.The three children chased and played in the hallway around by the bright candlelight, and the clear laughter continued.