Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1782. Accusation
"Pausanias is not only a member of the Cult of Kosmos, but also the leader of their faction."

At this point, Lan En made a sarcasm without any malice.

"It sounds surprisingly reasonable that the leader of the Peloponnesian League is a Spartan king."

"Oh, stop making sarcastic remarks!" Cassandra slapped her forehead in annoyance. "Are you asking me to accuse a king of treason?"

She was not afraid of what the king could do to her, but the key was her purpose in Sparta. One was to hunt down the cult members hiding here, and the other was to regain her Spartan citizenship so that she could return home.

Accusing the king might cause additional trouble for her second purpose.

"Perhaps you can discuss this with your mother, Kassandra." Herodotus did not think it was difficult. "Your mother is the daughter of Leonidas. In any case, she must have enjoyed the legacy of that great king in Sparta."

"As long as you have something to say, I think your mother will be able to handle the problem you are having."

Herodotus' idea suddenly dawned on Cassandra.

Logically speaking, a wise man and scholar like Herodotus would never fall to the point of serving as a think tank advisor to a mercenary.

But there was no way, since they were already friends, and Herodotus was still fascinated by the legendary adventure of the falconer.

Thanks to the favorable winds and favorable conditions, the Adrestia only took a few days to return from Elis to the Laconia region where Sparta was located.

The ship was still docked at the port of Gesion, and everyone on board got off one by one.

As a prisoner and captive, Kalías, who was already somewhat distracted and had given up on himself, walked down in handcuffs and shackles.

Triss had read his mind and knew many of his secrets, such as the Cult of Order businesses he managed in various places and his channels of contact with other Cult members.

With this information, it was easy to make him believe that Lan En and his team had completely mastered the intelligence about the Cult of Order.

Since everyone already knew everything, it would be hard for him to keep it a secret. Kalías quickly admitted his hidden identity and confessed to all the charges.

This is a simple torture method, which is very effective when combined with information asymmetry.

Demos, who was of the same status as him, was only not allowed to wear artifacts and ordinary weapons and armor. He was not wearing any prisoner's shackles, only his injured shoulder was still wrapped in plaster.

There's nothing I can do. After all, he's Cassandra's younger brother.
"Laconia," Deimos said as he stepped onto the land. He looked around, as if to imprint this unfamiliar landscape in his mind. His tone was so complex that it was hard to tell the emotions in it. "Sparta."

"We're home, brother!"

Cassandra walked up from behind happily and put her arm on the shoulders of her brother who was less than half a head taller than her.

Demos smiled, and this time his emotions were easy to discern: "Home? Haha."

It's a taunt.

But now, being able to put her arm around her brother's shoulders already made Cassandra very satisfied. She didn't care about Demos's cold attitude at all. Anyway... after they met their mother together, there would always be a result in the end.

From Gesion, travel overland to the city of Sparta.

Cassandra and Triss rode together on Phobos, which was brought from Kephallonia by a falconer. Apart from their equally beautiful appearance, they looked like the prince and princess in a traditional fairy tale when they were talking and laughing.

But this is mainly because Lan will walk when approaching the city, and it would be more troublesome if Triss also sat on the Qilin.

Lan and Flannel were on the back of the unicorn, while Deimos, Herodotus, and Barnabas each had a horse.

The fields were green and lush, and Mount Taygetes in the distance exposed a large area of ​​white rocks bleached by the sun in the Greek region, as well as the yellow soil covering the rocks.

Lan En rode on a Qilin and was significantly taller than the others in his group, making the others look like dwarves riding ponies.

Or like Lan had seen at the foot of the Lonely Mountain in the World of Arda, dwarves riding goats.

Deimos's expression became more and more complicated and confusing as he got closer to Sparta.

But along the way, he would occasionally look up at Ikaros hovering in the sky, then turn around to look at the Qilin that Lan En was riding, and the calico kitten that was sitting in Lan En's arms and playing happily on its own.

Finally, he could only look down at the ordinary horse he was riding with a puzzled expression.

"Ahem." Demos cleared his throat, attracting the attention of the people around him.

In fact, it wasn't just people. Lan, Fluff Ball and Qilin all turned to look at him.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Meow?"

"Whoosh!"

The [Demigod]'s mouth twitched, but he tried hard to hold his expression.

"Where did you catch this Pegasus and this cat, Lan?" Demos pretended not to care and asked casually, "I've been to many places, but I've never seen creatures like them."

Before Lan En responded, Qilin was a little furious.

"Xilulu!"

"Caught? What does this bastard mean? ! "

The ancient dragon of the New World neighed and kicked its hooves towards Demos, as if trying to squeeze him out of the road.

Fortunately, Lan En pulled its mane and turned its head around, thus sparing the horse that was frightened by Gu Long's temper.

His hand was still pulling the Qilin's mane, trying to make peace with it. Lan lowered his head and responded to Demos.

"I understand a good warrior's desire to find a good prey, or a good horse, a good partner, etc., but..." Lan En chose his words carefully.

"I think it's inevitable that you can't see these creatures."

This person said I am not qualified?!

The temper that Demos had been deliberately nurtured in the Cult of Order since he was a child suddenly rose up.

Especially Cassandra in front also heard the noise here.

Without even turning her head, she shouted to her brother: "Haha, Ali! You'd better believe him on this matter! This is true!"

Cassandra smiled and called out Deimos' nickname.

She called her brother by this nickname back then while holding his baby brother in her arms.

She thought Alexios's official name was too long, so Ali was just right.

But Demos just felt that the two of them, one with the bird of the gods and the other with a horse and a cat, were laughing at him, so he gritted his teeth, turned his head away and stopped talking.

Lan dismounted outside Sparta, and the group walked into the city. Cassandra went to Myrrine first to explain the situation, while the others waited directly outside Sparta's ruling hall, ready to go in at any time.

Arriving in the city of Sparta, Deimos looked at the bronze statue of Leonidas in the distance, which was visible from the view of many buildings.

He hid behind the crowd with a complicated expression.

"Are you sure that your evidence is solid?" In the distance, Myrrine walked hurriedly towards Cassandra, looking solemn and surprised.

The falconer tried to prove to his mother: "I have enough evidence, Mom!"

Myrrine also followed her daughter to the outside of the executive hall. She looked at her daughter's friends and nodded simply.

"Since you are so confident, I will ask five governors to come over as witnesses."

"Proconsul?"

This was actually what Cassandra, the Spartan, asked.

Myrrine wasn't surprised either.

"Yes, you were too young when you were exiled, and you didn't understand these things." She explained with a sigh, "The governors are elected by the citizens of Sparta, and their power is above the two kings. With them, your accusations against the kings are guaranteed to be implemented."

"Okay!" Cassandra still didn't quite understand, but Lann stood up and made a firm decision, "Let's do it, Myrrine. We must make this a reality as soon as possible."

"This is not only to prevent Pausanias from noticing the situation and launching a desperate counterattack. You also have more important things to do today."

Lan En just glanced at Demos who was hiding behind the crowd. Although his expression was very cold and hard, he was like a stone.

But through his subtle expressions and movements, Lan En judged his current mood and found that he was very agitated after Myrrine arrived.

Emotions fluctuate violently, but it is hard to tell whether this is good or bad.

Deimos will also be a witness in the accusation process. They must first stabilize this matter and obtain the Spartan's citizenship.

Cassandra felt that Lan was being a little impatient, but she was also impatient at the moment, so she agreed immediately.

Of course Myrrine had no objection. She raised her hand and asked Cassandra and the others to wait outside, and then she entered the ruling hall.

Everyone saw her running around inside the solid marble door, busy looking for a few people.

This should be the governor that Myrrine found by using her father's prestige.

After greeting them, Myrrine waved for them to come in, and they all walked towards the throne room where two thrones were placed.

The five governors appeared in the throne room together. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was a serious matter.

So the people who had been petitioning, accusing, and making proposals to the two kings quickly stood away or even left.

Only two kings were left, rising from their side-by-side thrones.

This was the first time Lann met the two kings of Sparta.

One of them was old, with a white beard, but still strong and muscular, wearing a full set of armor with sculpted chest and abdominal muscles.

The other was young, wearing a red and blue Greek robe.

"Myrrine?" The white-bearded king's tone sounded familiar. "You summoned the five governors? Your father's glory alone is not enough."

"Respected Archidamos," Myrrine did know the king, "Indeed. My daughter Cassandra also won the glory of the Olympic champion for Sparta."

"That makes sense." The white-bearded Archidamus nodded, but frowned, "But I don't think you summoned five governors to share this good news?"

Being an Olympic champion is a great honor, but Sparta has won prizes in every Olympics, so there is no reason to celebrate in such a high-profile manner.

"Indeed," Myrrine merely agreed again, and then turned the conversation to one of the governors.

"We are here because it is said that an important accusation is to be made in public, and it must be made in the presence of the Director."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the others present suddenly changed!

The Director had to be present, or all five of them. This could not be any other way except against the King.

(End of this chapter)