Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1746 1718. Sparta

Triss's excited tone and bright eyes showed this point.

In Lan's opinion, the sorceress is actually a bit like a dragon.

Most of them showed characteristics of arrogance, extravagance and debauchery.

Like to enjoy and have strong material desires.

The material poverty and boring life in the countryside will make them feel bored and listless.

This is usually a character flaw, but Lan En doesn't care too much about it.

After all, Margarita is a typical hedonist, but that doesn't stop her from caring about her students, even at the risk of her own life.

Triss also maintains her high standard of living while being embroiled in the intrigues of the court, but this does not stop her from sticking to her duties on the harsh battlefield and lending a hand to others.

Now, the sorceress finally discovered the "lively and prosperous" side of the ancient Greek world. Triss began to find it interesting and naturally began to want to learn more about it.

And these thoughts and emotions are a good start to overcoming 'traumatic stress syndrome'.

This is Lan En's experience in regulating his mental state in the New World.

On the way from Gesion to Sparta, the three of them talked about the islands in the Aegean Sea and the people on those islands.

"I thought you were a special case among sorceresses."

Cassandra rode on the horse and turned back to smile at Triss.

"During the past few days we were on the boat, Lan and I made love every night. It was enjoyable and memorable. But you only found the time to pull him into your cabin after we were done, and then you sang loudly and fell asleep in his arms."

"It's a waste of time and troublesome. Wouldn't it be more convenient and more fun for us to be together?"

"Today, your eyes are interesting."

Cassandra laughed openly.

"Look at the look in your eyes just now. If I had dragged you to a convenient place, I think you would definitely not refuse me to join you. Your eyes are almost burning people!"

"I'm so sorry, Cassandra. You may not know much about sorceresses." Triss was also riding on a horse. "There are some of us who are more conservative about sex. Of course... Personally, I was just a little uncomfortable doing it on a ship before."

Triss chuckled as she spoke, her laughter was as clear as a girl's, but with the charm of a mature woman.

Compared to when she first came to this world, when she was a little dull and distracted from time to time, she has undoubtedly become much more cheerful now.

"Okay, ladies." Lan En rolled off Qilin. "From a distance, it looks like Sparta? Let's stop our philosophical discussion about the relationship between the flesh and the spirit between men and women. We're going into the city."

In today's era, areas outside of human settlements can basically be regarded as the wild, so Lan En asked Qilin to come ashore directly from afar. When he was close to the city, he came down directly.

On the grassland under the clear blue sky, a muntjac ran past the three people, its hooves making a rustling sound on the green grass.

Not far away under the same blue sky is a human city.

"Is this what you call the 'most simple city-state that cares least about decoration and enjoyment'?"

Although she had already gotten some information from the statue of Hermes at the Gesion Pier and was mentally prepared, Triss still asked Lan again with a twitching mouth.

Greek architecture has always been very imposing.

Dozens of huge, thick, white marble columns are lined up in a row, then two rows in parallel, supporting the heavy and towering roof.

Before entering the city, this spacious and huge hall was just the porch for Sparta to enter the city.

Two huge square flags, dark red with abstract golden arrow patterns printed on them, hung from either side of the front of the porch.

That is the symbol of Sparta, and many Spartan warriors would also print this symbol on their most important shields.

Cassandra didn't stop and continued riding her horse further in.

In front of this magnificent porch, there was a team of soldiers also wearing crimson linen armor standing guard.

They looked at Cassandra but did not stop her.

Although Sparta was an exclusive classical militarist country, Cassandra was at least a powerful warrior known throughout Greece.

She was not a Spartan citizen, but how could the Spartans not respect warriors? Not to mention that she was the granddaughter of Leonidas.

Therefore, many Spartans were outside the law and did not consider her an outsider.

Most people have heard that she recently accepted a commission from the king of Sparta to do something to regain her citizenship.

If she brings people into the city-state, basically no one will stop her.

The Spartan soldiers were used to it, but today was clearly different.

"...!"

Cassandra and Terry rode in without any commotion.

But then, when Lan appeared in front of them and passed by them, all the Spartans subconsciously tightened their spears and shields.

There was a sound like leather rubbing against each other between their palms and weapons.

Because they were so neat and orderly, it even looked like a collective salute in the army. Lan En, who was about to walk into the city without any commotion, paused for a moment in front of the Spartan soldiers.

He tilted his head and looked at them with interest: "You... are very perceptive."

The Spartan soldier closest to him was only half a head shorter than Lan, but the large muscles on his body looked much more bloated, similar to the one-eyed man on Kephallonia.

Lan En speculated that this might be due to the long-standing mixed inheritance of the genes of this world's pioneers and humans, which led to the appearance of so many tall people in the Mediterranean in ancient Greece.

"Greetings to you, [Son of the Titan]."

The Spartan soldiers' bodies remained motionless, with only their lips opening and closing slightly to make sounds, demonstrating a level of discipline that was both good and strict.

But beneath the Illyrian helmet with horse mane standing upright, the witcher could feel a keenness in his eyes.

Different from the time the sorceress looked at herself, it was filled with lustful eagerness.

The Spartan soldiers are eager...longing for blood, iron and pain!
"You are truly like the gods descending!" He seemed to be complimenting, but because his words were so direct and hard, they made people feel sincere. But then...

"It would be an honor for me to have a chance to fight you!"

Lan En was not surprised by this.

The Spartans valued discipline and iron-bloodedness, revered the strong and despised the weak.

The desire to fight against the strong is very natural to them.

"We don't need to make it so bloody." Lan En's tone was very calm. "It's just a sparring match. I've heard a lot about the bravery of the Spartans. If there's a chance..."

But before Lan En could finish, a voice from the side interrupted him.

"Eratos, don't even think about taking this opportunity away from me! Haha!"

The voice was menacing, but it did not sound angry. It was more like a joke between brave men.

Lan En turned his head and saw someone coming out of a simple military tent nearby. He should be the leader of this team of soldiers, who was attracted by the unusual movement.

His build and height were normal, with a breastplate that outlined his chest and abdominal muscles. A Spartan sword hung on his waist, and on his head was a Corinthian helmet with horsehair standing upright.

The nose guard extending from the front opening of the helmet made it difficult to see what he looked like. But with this aura, even if he wasn't handsome enough, he would be said to be brave enough.

There was also a passion for iron, blood and pain in his eyes, but compared to his men, he was more rational and restrained.

"It would be a great honor for me to have the opportunity to compete with you."

He first acted in a very Spartan way and interrupted his subordinates' words.

Then he reached out his hand, and he and Lan En held each other's forearm and shook it up and down.

"I'm Brasidas, Cassandra's friend, and I'm on duty here today." He looked very happy.

"I've heard for a long time that the demigod Falcon Tamer has another demigod beside him, but I've worked with her many times, but I never get to see her, which is a pity. It's said that the two of you hunted the Minotaur!"

But they were actually just cows and humans that had been roughly spliced ​​together by the people of the Cult of Order using the Ankh Cross.

The remains are now kept in the Parthenon in Athens.

"I thought since she's back, I'd say hello after my shift, but I didn't expect you to be so dazzling."

Brasidas laughed as he spoke to Lan, but after laughing he muttered something to Lan in a quick, low voice.

"The Cult of Order is speeding up their actions. Remind her to be careful. Also, it's not appropriate for us to make contact at this time. Someone is watching me. Keep your distance."

After mumbling quickly and covertly, Brasidas continued to talk and laugh with Lan in a heroic voice, as if what he had just said was just a breath in the middle of his loud speech.

"I would love to see how bravely you can fight, but alas, we have to go on duty now."

"Son of the Titan, is this your first time here? According to Spartan law, I would like to remind you not to cause trouble in the city-state. If there are conflicts or disagreements, go to the officials or report to the two kings."

Sparta adopted a dual monarchy, with two kings jointly participating in decision-making.

"I understand. I will obey the laws of Sparta."

Lann kept his expression unchanged, and no matter whether Brasidas was muttering or laughing loudly, he just smiled politely.

After greeting Brasidas, he continued walking into the city.

After passing through the magnificent Spartan porch, he raised his eyes slightly to one side.

On the thick roof of the porch, the calico cat poked its head out from under the brick-red tiles and pointed him in the direction.

Lan walked in that direction for a while and saw Cassandra and Triss standing in front of a huge statue to pay their respects.

The two of them were not worried about Lan En, so they didn't stop at all and walked all the way here.

"My grandfather was a true hero. I wonder if the Spartans will erect a statue for me in the future."

Cassandra looked at the statue with a tone that was somewhat emotional and proud.

Triss just stared at the statue and didn't say much.

(End of this chapter)