Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1783 1755. Details Affect Emotions
"Serious accusations?" Pausanias, the younger of the two kings, looked around, puzzled, "Who are you accusing?"

He acted as if he had no clue, and many people present believed he had no clue.

But Lan En from behind had keenly sensed that he was already panicking.

Cassandra is not one to beat around the bush.

"You are still pretending to know nothing?" The falconer stepped forward and looked directly at the king. "It is you who are being accused, Pausanias!"

"I traveled to all the islands in the Aegean Sea to hunt down the members of the Cult of Kosmos. Finally, in Elis, where the Olympic Games were held, and in Sparta, I found evidence that Pausanias was a member of the Cult of Kosmos!"

"The Cult of Kosmos?" A bald governor with only a wisp of hair on his forehead interrupted with a frown, "I thought it was just a rumor. It was made up by those ignorant people who were frustrated and unhappy."

The Cult of Kosmos was, after all, an organization that developed in secret and controlled various city-states behind the scenes. Rumors would occasionally leak out, but there were always rumors in this world.

Therefore, rumors about the Cult of Order are often difficult to be taken seriously and trusted because of the confusion.

Kassandra once worked with Brasidas to destroy the Cult of Kosmos' control over a city-state that was famous for its courtesans and worshiped the goddess of love, Aphrodite.

But even though Brasidas was already a Spartan general, what he said still did not cause much ripples among the high-level officials in Sparta.

This is also the first trouble that needs to be faced in accusing Pausanias: If people are to believe that Pausanias is guilty of treason, then they must at least believe that there really is an underground organization called the Cult of Kosmos that is secretly controlling the city-state, right?

But fortunately, this is not difficult for those who have used magic to peek into Kalias's mind.

"I have evidence, all organized!" Cassandra took a stack of papyrus from Lan behind her and handed it to the governor who had doubts.

"Look, these people's tentacles are like octopuses in the sea! They can reach any open space!"

"They would rather kill thousands of people in exchange for the power to rule over tens of thousands of people!"

The old Archidamus looked dignified and strong, but he acted as if he was totally out of the situation. "Evidence? What kind of evidence is that?"

After all, even the governor who was temporarily found today had a brief communication with Myrrine beforehand, and Archidamos had never had any private contact with Myrrine and Cassandra.

The governor took the papyrus and the five men passed it around, their mouths slightly open.

"These people..." An inspector shook the paper in his hand in disbelief, and asked with wide eyes, "All of them serve the Cult of Kosmos? So many people, so many industries?!"

"It's not that serious," Lann interrupted and explained, "Many of them probably just think they are working and trading normally, but the final destination of these industries is definitely the Cult of Order."

The faction that Callias belongs to is called the Peloponnesian League, and the leader of the faction is one of the two kings of Sparta. The main force of their faction is actually in Sparta, and the main goal of the faction is to control Sparta.

Therefore, it is not difficult to dig out such a distribution of the forces under Kalias's control from his mind.

"There are witnesses too."

Herodotus spoke at the right time and signaled his old friend Barnabas to bring the person out.

Callias, who was already looking pale, was pushed out. He looked at Pausanias and said indifferently, "It's useless. They know everything."

Demos followed the agreed agreement and walked out from behind the crowd and stood in the middle of the throne room. However, compared to Kallias who looked listless, Demos still stood straight.

"Ah...Alexios?!"

When Deimos also stood up, Pausanias, as the accused, seemed calm instead, while Myrrine's reaction was much greater than his.

Deimos simply stood up and spoke in a decisive manner about the Cult of Order and the Pausanias faction, and was then taken away along with Kallias.

"So those rumors are true?" the governor asked Pausanias. "I can't believe that a king would do such a shameful thing!"

Pausanias didn't care at all at this point.

The ignorance he had just pretended to have disappeared, and he calmed down: "Whether it is glorious or not depends on who writes the history."

He was calm. Cassandra looked at him calmer than him, as if she was looking at a dead man: "Your crimes are worthy of death."

After this, as if piercing through Pausanias' disguise, he shouted at the falconer: "How dare you threaten a king!"

"But you are no longer king." The governor announced beside him, "Pausanias, you will be exiled from Sparta and will never come back!"

The guards of the throne room came over at the behest of the governor, picked up the king and dragged him out.

It seemed that they were going to expel him from the city-state in public.

This caused a lot of discussion and commotion, but because the evidence was conclusive, the governor also agreed.

So even though they were still a little confused by the sudden change, the remaining king, Archidamus, still restored the citizenship of Cassandra and her daughter on the grounds of "merit in detecting traitors."

Their properties were also successfully taken over.

But at this moment, Myrrine didn't care what the king in the throne room announced. Her mind was all on Deimos who had just been suppressed.

When Cassandra first found her, she told her about how Alexios had been trained after being acquired by the Cult of Kosmos.

Coupled with the deep blood connection, even though Deimos only stood up as a witness and said nothing except the matters of the Cult of Order, Myrrine still felt it at the first moment: this is her son!

At this moment, Myrrine was able to force herself to stand here and listen to Archidamus' final verdict, which was a manifestation of her great self-control.

But this self-control did not last long.

"What are you doing?! Stop!"

"The witness ran away! The criminal ran away!"

Outside the throne room, there was a chaotic noise and bustle.

And Myrrine, who had long been restless and whose thoughts had drifted to Deimos, did not even hesitate for the moment and turned and ran out of the throne room.

"Alexios!"

The sudden departure of Myrrine made the atmosphere in the throne room somewhat awkward.

Cassandra turned her head and subconsciously looked at Lan, but the witcher just shook his head at her calmly.

Deimos' emotions were unprecedentedly unstable after arriving in Sparta. After seeing Myrrine, his emotions fluctuated violently as if he was about to explode at any time.

Lan En saw all of this, but he couldn't tell whether this would turn out well or badly.
After Deimos's emotional outburst, it may completely ignite his self-destructive emotions, or even the Greek parricide complex.

But it is also possible that he will return to normal after the outburst.

Emotions are just a matter of one thought, and can make a world of difference.

"Did you know Deimos would run away?" Triss approached Lan from the crowd and asked him, but her tone was full of certainty. "Why didn't you stop him earlier?"

Lan watched as Cassandra stood before the king, accepting the king's and the governors' thanks for her service, completing the final steps to become a citizen again.

He tilted his head slightly and whispered to Triss.

"So what if I stop you, Triss?"

"Then I can press his head and make him meet Myrrine and Cassandra. Press his head and make him acknowledge his sister and mother and return to his family?"

"Can this problem be solved by violence? If it were really that simple, then in fact, in every family, the father would have been violent towards his son for a long time. But how many of them really raise their children well, and make them love their relatives and respect their elders?"

"Let's not talk about anything else. How many bastard sons and bastard fathers have you met, Triss?"

Lan explained his thoughts on kinship and family to the sorceress beside him, and Triss smiled bitterly at his last question.

Triss is the royal advisor of Temeria. Not to mention the ordinary people in Vizima, even among the aristocratic families she usually comes into contact with, there are countless bastard sons and bastard fathers.

Sometimes the disputes get so big that they can even be brought to the royal council for embarrassing events.

"If I had gone outside and held Deimos down, then when Myrrine and Cassandra came out to talk to him, he would have naturally felt that he was the oppressed party."

After explaining the concepts of family and kinship, Lan En began to talk about his own experience in technical emotional control.

"But let him leave first, as we are doing now. When we meet again, he will feel that he is proactive and free. The first impression will be different."

Emotional fluctuations are difficult to grasp, so it is even more important to influence them from every subtle detail.

Triss nodded silently, as if she had accepted Lan's statement.

But looking at Cassandra, the process of becoming a Spartan citizen again is nearing completion.

The sorceress suddenly pulled Lan down and breathed hot air into his ear.

“Look at how much effort you put into this beauty.” Triss’ voice was teasing and complaining. “It almost makes me… jealous.”

Mr. Lan, who had seen many storms, looked calm.

"If you were in this kind of trouble, I would worry about you too, Triss."

The demon hunter's eyes were firm, and his tone was sincere and passionate, making it impossible to doubt his sincerity.

Triss, who originally wanted to cause trouble for Lan, looked at his eyes and face. Even the bold and passionate sorceress couldn't help but turn her head away, her face looking as if she was drunk.

(End of this chapter)