"Hero? Warrior? Someone like Hercules?" The young soldier's eyes gleamed.

"That Hercules who skinned the giant lion... He came to Iorkos the day before yesterday, and I let it go myself," the old soldier said casually, causing a burst of envy from his colleagues, "I'm talking about them ."

Looking at the puzzled eyes of his colleagues, the veteran asked: "That guy Penifus, do you remember? He is the one who is tall and can fight."

The young soldier nodded.

"That Peniface, yesterday, was beaten by a hero because of the arbitrary toll collection. He is now lying at home recovering from his injuries. With his injuries, it is estimated that he will not be able to become a soldier in the future."

"Ah! What's the matter? It's really scary." The young soldier was in disbelief. In his impression, Penives was a very capable person, and it was no problem for one person in the barracks to hit him three or four times.

"Hehe, it's so terrifying," the veteran shook his head with emotion, "So, these heroes and brave men are the most difficult to offend, all of them are very skilled, and many of them are descendants of gods, which are not comparable to us soldiers. Also, most of their characters are straightforward and fearless, and ordinary people are afraid of us, but they are not afraid."

Seeing the young soldier nod in agreement, he continued.

"The most important thing is that although they have the ability, they don't like to talk about pomp and pomp like those powerful people. They usually wear the same clothes as ordinary people, and they usually don't have much money in their hands. Such guys, those with extraordinary looks are fine. It has to be a little more general. If they don’t make a real move, they won’t be recognized in the crowd. Look, why I was always careful when I collected tolls today, just for fear of getting them on their heads.”

"So that's the case," the young soldier suddenly realized, "Senior is worthy of being a senior. He knows a lot. A newcomer like me still has to rely on the guidance of my seniors if I want to stay in the barracks."

"Of course," the old soldier who was complimented by his junior smiled proudly, "Since you call me a senior, then I will tell you a little more from experience. In fact, compared to those heroes and warriors, there is another kind of person who is more difficult to offend. rise."

"Who?" The young soldier was eager for knowledge. "Are those generals and nobles?"

"That's not it," the veteran shook his head. "If the generals and dignitaries are provoked, they will only retaliate against you afterwards. They are not as scary as those people. Let me just say it directly. Have you heard the rumors about magicians?"

"Is it those who know all kinds of magical magic? I've heard of it." The young soldier nodded.

"Yes, these people are the most terrifying - I have seen a soldier turned into a frog because he provoked a magician." To those who wear all kinds of cloaks, all kinds of bottles and cans, and all kinds of canes in their hands, trust me, don't mess with them."

"With a cloak...with a cane...do you mean that person?" the young soldier suddenly said after hearing the old soldier's words.

He looked in the direction his colleague pointed, and the people he saw made his eyes bright.

The first is a lovely girl with pink hair. The girl is wearing a white robe, and her delicate body is very eye-catching, but the most surprising thing is the girl's cute pointed ears and a pair of eagles on her side. wings.

However, in ancient Greece, where people and gods are mixed, and fantasy species are everywhere, such an appearance is still acceptable. Such people often have the blood of gods or fantasy species.

Cute girls are amazing, but what the veterans care about most is the man who is held by the girl's wrist.

The man had dashing black hair and an exotic face, but even for a Greek like him, it was quite a handsome appearance.

The man's skin is delicate, and at first glance, he looks like a pampered person, with a gorgeous cloak on his body, holding a delicate long staff in his hand, and the tip of the long staff has various colored crystals.

What surprised him the most was the man's temperament, the mysterious but extravagant temperament.

Such a man stood there, as if he was the only eye-catching existence in the world, even the cute girl beside him became a foil.

The veterans who read countless people immediately saw that although this man is a mage, he must also be a person who has held a high position for a long time.

But no matter who they are, they are people they can't afford to offend.

Thinking of this, the veteran immediately pulled his colleagues around, and at the same time respectfully bowed his head to the person who came, and whispered at the same time.

"Be careful, this is the big man who really can't be provoked."

With the respectful expressions of the soldiers, the two entered Iolkos just like that.

Chapter 0714 Circe's Disappointment

Under the gaze of the guards, Ye Ting led Circe into the city.

In this era, the development of human civilization is not high, and the current system and production capacity cannot support too large a country.

Most countries are just city-states, that is, a city is a country. For example, a country like Thessaly can have several cities and a country with a capital, which can be regarded as a rare big country.

Therefore, as the capital of a large country, Iolkos is actually more prosperous than most cities in Greece.

Here, the streets are lined with stone houses, the houses are not tall, and most of them are even bungalows.

Generally speaking, the houses close to the city walls are mostly inhabited by commoners, and the further they go to the city center, the more luxurious the houses they can see, and the more lively the streets are. There are various shops and vendors on both sides of the streets. The place is here.

It seems that she is the first to come to such a big city, Circe is like a curious little girl, wandering among various shops, curious about everything, even ordinary vegetable vendors have to watch some time.

Maybe it was because of her exquisite clothes, or maybe it was because of her unusual appearance, they naturally maintained respect for such a curious guest.

In the end, however, Circe let them down.

She didn't buy anything.

"What..." The girl who came back to Ye Ting took his hand and complained, "It's obviously the capital of a country, but that's all, there are no nice clothes, no jewelry, no enchantments, vegetables and fruits are so ordinary. , that is, there are more people, and it is far worse than the heart of the mantra."

Hearing the "little princess" complain, Ye Ting couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

"You really don't understand the suffering of the world, what is the heart of the incantation, what is this place, there is no comparison at all, the fruits, vegetables and all the supplies there are produced by magic, and the Lord is here. They are all ordinary people, so don't ask too much of them."

"But, even if it's something other than magic items, it's not as good as the Heart of Spells," Circe pointed to the cloth shop and tailor shop by the roadside, "Whether it's buildings or clothes, it's ugly here. ."

"Haha," Ye Ting rolled his eyes, "If it wasn't for the costumes of Mystra Academy and the academy that I designed myself, the costumes and buildings there might be as ugly as here, you haven't been to the Olympics. The temple of Sishan, although it is luxurious there, it is an enhanced version of the style here.”

"That is to say, we can now live in such a beautiful place and wear such beautiful clothes. Everyone should be grateful to you? Huhu, is the dean bragging about himself?" Circe covered his mouth and snickered. joked.

However, Ye Ting boldly admitted her words.

"Otherwise, guess why your aunt Aphrodite likes me?"

Such an answer surprised Circe.

You are so right, I am speechless!

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