Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 516: 517 leaving Megaris



Chapter 516: 517 leaving Megaris

Chapter 516: 517 leaving Megaris

Chapter 516 Chapter 517. Sailing out of Megaris

Eventually, Kassandra returned to the Adrestia.

As if he was avoiding Hades' pursuit, Barnabas quickly urged the crew to set sail and stay away from Megaris, a place of right and wrong.

The blue waves of the Aegean Sea rolled up into white waves under the ship's side.

The Spartan military camp on the coast was originally slightly joyful because of the victory in the war, but now there was a panic and noise spreading.

Barnabas looked at the coastline that was gradually being left behind by the Adrestia. He felt a sense of shock that made him breathe heavily.

And looked at Cassandra next to her.

Patricide.

Did Cassandra really kill his father?

Is this like what the Athenian playwright wrote, where the dramatic tragic character is right next to him?

You, did you really kill Nikolaos? Your father?

Even the moment Cassandra rescued him, Barnabas was prepared to remain loyal to his friend for the rest of his life.

But when faced with the grave sin of 'patricide', a sin despised by the gods, he still couldn't help but ask more questions.

Fauber also looked at Cassandra at a loss.

She has not said a word since she came down from the cliff until she boarded the Adrestia.

He is not my father.

Nicholas is not my father.

Cassandra said decisively.

The throats of Barnabas and Phobbe were choked at this moment.

They thought that this sentence was Cassandra's self-convincing response to her patricide.

But Cassandra reacted after seeing the expressions of the two people, waved her hands and said.

I didnt kill him, and thats not what I said to comfort myself.

"He is my stepfather. He trained me and raised me. Although he once hurt me, after I saw him become like this, I still couldn't do anything. I beat him and took away his penis. The Bardar sword, and his helmet. These things are as important as life to a Spartan warrior, enough to make a difference."

Barnabas and Forbes let out a long sigh of relief one after another.

Ah, thats great. We have no enmity with Sparta, and you have not committed patricide.

Parricide is considered the worst crime in any culture.

As friends and relatives, Barnabas and Fulb sincerely hoped that Cassandra would not take action driven by anger.

With Cassandra's explanation, the dull atmosphere between the few people disappeared in an instant.

Kassandra smiled heartily, reached out and patted Barnabas on the shoulder and Phob's head.

Thank you for your concern, its great to have you here.

But as soon as he turned his head, the falconer, who had regained his composure, discovered that there seemed to be one less eye-catching guy on the deck.

But, wheres Lan En?

Phobbe and Barnabas' expressions froze, and then under Cassandra's questioning, they stumbled over what Lan En said when they looked at the battlefield from a distance.

I dont think you can blame him, Cassandra.

In the end, Barnabas was careful with his words, wanting to ease the relationship between Cassandra and Lan.

"What he said makes sense. Of course, a decent person hopes to stop an unjust war, but since no one can stop the war, he doesn't have sufficient reasons and goals to get involved like you. Then he doesn't want to join both sides in this war. War, which is not a good thing, is also blameless, right?"

I think so too. Faubert quietly supported Barnabas from the side. When Phobbe and Barnabas looked at Cassandra cautiously, thinking that she would be angry.

The falconer's originally expressionless face suddenly smiled.

No, Im not angry.

Kassandra smiled easily.

"If Lan En didn't dare to go to the battlefield because of fear, then I would think he was a coward. But now, because of his own decision and will, he stayed away from the battlefield he didn't want to go to after careful consideration. I respect this decision. "

"What you and he said are both right. Judging from what I saw and heard in Megaris, the Peloponnesian League and the Delian League are both a group of guys who are fighting for hegemony regardless of their concerns."

Cassandra spread her hands and smiled helplessly.

If I werent a mercenary who relied on chaos, if this war hadnt involved me in my search for my family, I think I would have stayed away from this tug-of-war without justice and justice.

Woohoo! Barnabas clenched his hand into a fist, waved it hard in the air, and cheered happily.

So it seems that my two venerable friends have no differences? This is really good news.

"We'll talk about the good or bad news later." Kassandra stood at the command seat on the deck and issued an order to the crew.

"Now, let's go to Forgis! I'm wearing the helmet of the Spartan [Blood Wolf] and the enemy of Elpino. It's time for this wealthy 'employer' to give us some reward!"

On the night of sailing out of Megaris, there was a thunderstorm in the Aegean Sea.

There was no starlight or moonlight in the sky, and the dark clouds were thick and low.

Only from time to time, lightning cracking down from the higher dark clouds can briefly illuminate the world for a moment.

Some crew members on the Adrestia began to pray. They had been wandering at sea for a long time. Led by Barnabas, they used to call this scene 'the quarrel between Zeus and Hera'.

In the cabin below the deck, Cassandra squeezed into Lan En's room.

In this era, the cabins of inland sea ships were not large, and every ship was desperately squeezing living space for cargo space.

So even though Lane is nominally one of the captains of this ship, his room is not that big.

When Cassandra came in, she saw Lan En patching his armor that looked very expensive.

Add metal protection at some linked locations to make the armor larger.

This is in line with his growing size.

Kassandra is a confident person, even her Spartan childhood education makes her a little conceited.

But she still couldn't let herself understand Lan En's body.

His growth rate is not like an adult, but like a baby just coming out of the mother's belly -

Its the same thing every day.

The witcher didn't even look back after hearing the movement behind him.

I brought a jug of wine, do you want a glass?

Lan En pointed to the pottery amphorae placed aside, finishing the last details with his hands.

Then when he turned around, he happened to see Cassandra standing at the door, also holding an earthen amphora in her hand, and shrugged at him.

It seems we want to go together.

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