Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1749 1721. Biological Father
"The private letters were leaked?" Lan En took a sip of the water in the ceramic cup. "Could it be that there was something wrong with the recipient?"

The Greeks loved drinking spring water. They believed that flowing spring water was cleaner and more vibrant than underground well water.

"Brasidas is a wise man and an experienced Spartan general, Lan."

Myrrine shook her head solemnly.

"He was so cautious that he didn't even tell me who his friend in Arcadia was. He only revealed that he was very prestigious and held a high position in the local area. If something went wrong with such a key figure, the news would be impossible to suppress."

"But from what I've heard, Arcadia is very peaceful right now."

There was no problem on their side, the recipient was also safe, and the letter delivery process was also something they had been using privately for more than a decade. But in the end, it was leaked and obtained by the Cult of Order.

Under these circumstances, it seems understandable that Brasidas was intimidated into keeping quiet.

He was a brave Spartan warrior and general, but not a brainless reckless fool.

Brasidas is one-way transparent to the enemy, and will not act rashly unless he figures out what went wrong.

"It seems that the Cult of Kosmos' infiltration into Sparta is deeper than our worst expectations."

Cassandra sounded calm as she rested her elbows on the table.

But Lan and Myrrine both knew her...she was actually ready to kill.

"Don't be impatient." Lan's hand reached across the table and covered the back of Cassandra's hand. His tone was really calm. "The rats in the dark must be caught and killed one by one. Otherwise, if they are smashed randomly, the damage they cause will be greater than themselves."

Now Lan and Triss sat on one side of the long table, across from Cassandra and Myrrine on the other.

Myrrine had already reached out a hand of comfort to her daughter, but stopped midway.

She looked at Lan and Cassandra's folded hands, then looked up at the witcher and gave a silent smile, a smile from someone who had experienced it.

"If you need my help," Triss raised her eyebrows as she looked at the two people's hands stacked on the table. "Just talk. Although my magic power is running low and non-renewable now, it's no problem to cast a few spells."

"Magic? Spells?"

Myrrine looked puzzled, but Cassandra smiled at her mother's expression.

"Haha, Mom, many of Lan's lovers are witches!"

"Witch?"

Myrrine looked at Triss, then at Cassandra. She felt that young people nowadays would say anything just for excitement.

When they were young, even for fun, they would at most call out the names of heroes and beauties in myths and fairy tales.

Like Odysseus and Penelope, Paris and Helen, etc.

But how could one put something as evil and unlucky as a witch on one's head?

But Lan En, this young man who has won Myrrine's favor even though they have not known each other for long, seems to like this kind of game very much, and now he is answering the question seriously.

"You are worried about the reserve of chaos magic, but actually when I took Tishaya out earlier, she had already found a way to replenish her magic outside."

Lan En glanced up and down the sorceress's beautiful figure with a teasing look.

Serious spellcasters such as sorceresses and wizards basically need to mobilize chaos magic from the outside world to complete their extremely labor-intensive spells.

However, the demon hunter's modified body can naturally produce a small amount of chaos magic from its flesh and blood to accompany life activities.

Long before Lan En invited Tishaya to go to the New World to deal with the body of the [Mist Nest Lord] Tyrannosaurus Rex, the two of them had already come to a conclusion at the Star Base of the New World Investigation Team.

With the warlock's control over chaos magic, she can directly extract chaos magic from Lan En and absorb it into her body.

It is a tiny but inexhaustible supplement.

However, the chaotic magic generated in the demon hunter's body would make the sorceress feel a tingling and comfortable feeling.

The chaotic magic power produced by a powerful body like Lan En's is directly absorbed into the body under subjective control... this feeling will be strengthened exponentially.

Tishaya could hardly control herself from rolling her eyes.

Triss's condition is even more serious than Tishaya's. She is allergic to the magic in the potion. Her body reacts very sensitively to the magic...

At first, Triss didn't know that the sorceress had a method of "extracting the magic power generated by the demon hunter himself" in a different world where chaos magic didn't exist.

But under Lan En's playful and suggestive look, she immediately came to her senses and thought about the "unusualness" of her body.

The sorceress was no shy girl. "Oh!" Triss's face flushed with a charming blush, her eyes were like water, "Why didn't I think of it earlier? These past few days I was like holding on to the last water bag in the desert to preserve the magic power in my body, I didn't expect..."

All I can say is: high sensitivity is a benefit to people with strong desires.

Myrrine listened to the two of them still talking about blasphemous words like "magic power, sorcery" and felt that young people nowadays were really bold and she didn't want to get involved.

"Cassandra," Myrrine turned and called her daughter, and waited until she turned and looked at her before continuing, "Have you met your biological father?"

The falconer was visibly stunned: "No, I haven't... I haven't been to Thera yet."

“Why not?” Myrrine asked her. “I told you that his guidance and who he is are of vital importance to you.”

"I'm very busy! You know, Mom. The Aegean Sea is full of pirates now. It's dangerous and troublesome enough just to sail normally. And I have all kinds of things to do!"

"The two kings of Sparta, Pausanias wants me to go to the Olympics in Elis to bring back the champion's crown for Sparta. Archidamos wants me to go to Boeotia to save the war in the entire region. I don't have time to go..."

"Cassandra!"

The falconer's complaint was interrupted by Myrrine, but the mother did not mean to blame her. She just looked at her daughter with a gentler, more sincere and encouraging look.

Cassandra stiffened, then her shoulders slumped and she sighed.

"Okay, okay... I guess I'm not ready to meet my biological father yet."

"I don't know him at all, and I've never seen him. Alexios is my brother, but my brother has no blood relationship with my biological father... This makes me very confused."

It was only after Cassandra found Myrrine that she learned that she actually had a biological father, and Nikolaos could only be considered her stepfather and adoptive father.

But she was sure that her brother Alexios was Nikolaos's child.

After all, she was already seven years old when Alexios was born, but even at this age when she could still remember things, she knew nothing about her biological father, that is, she had never seen or heard of him.

"But he is still your biological father, Cassandra."

Myrrine said gently.

"Ha!" Cassandra didn't quite agree. She sneered, "Biological father? You knew he was on Thera Island, but you never thought of looking for him during your hard exile for more than a decade, and he never thought of looking for you! Is this your biological father?"

"No matter what you think, you must go see him!" Myrrine was still gentle, but very firm. "Your biological father is a great man. Go see him, Cassandra. He will reveal your destiny! The meaning of your life!"

"Hmph, you make him sound like the gods of Mount Olympus."

Cassandra grumbled to herself, but when she turned around and saw Myrrine's still determined look, she pursed her lips and nodded helplessly.

Cassandra was never afraid of a head-on confrontation, but Myrrine's gentleness and determination were too much for her to handle.

"Thera Island and my biological father," Lann interrupted at the perfect time, smiling and eliminating all the confrontation and awkwardness in the atmosphere, "We will go there, Myrrine."

"But now the Olympics are about to start, and there are a lot of things to do, but we have to prioritize them one by one."

As soon as Lan En spoke, he seemed to be organized and calm.

The confrontation between Cassandra and Myrrine, and the resulting emotional confusion, were being sorted out.

The person concerned can clearly feel that his mood is calming down.

"It seems that there is finally a man who can handle things calmly in the family," Myrrine nodded continuously, "That's great. You can restrain the Spartan's impulses like a bridle."

Seeing the topic being brought back on track, Cassandra nodded and said, "Yes, we are very pressed for time. We have to hurry to Elis to catch up with the Olympics."

"Then you'd better leave today."

Myrrine was very Spartan in arranging business matters, without any lingering or gossiping about family matters just because she hadn't seen her daughter for a long time.

It looks more like a logistics officer in a military camp arranging the soldiers' combat readiness.

"The Adrestia needs to replenish its fresh water and food at the port of Gesion. It's unlikely that your weapons will be replenished in Gesion, but I remember there's an island along the way that does this business. I can mark it out for you. By the way, do you have enough drachmas on board?"

Triss was stunned by the scene of mother and daughter parting, but Kassandra, as a Spartan, seemed very natural.

"The drachmas on the ship should be enough, but I can't say for sure." The falconer patted Lan's arm generously across the table. "But I still have my lover. He is always generous, right?"

"Generous," Triss glanced at her lover beside her and chuckled, "and wealthy."

Lan En shrugged and said, "I just hope they can recognize gold and not pick on me because the gold coins are different in style."

(End of this chapter)