Mount Ida

More than ten days have passed since the last time the gods came to Mount Ida.

During these ten days, Pei Ziyun's life has not changed much. The only difference is that Pei Ziyun no longer does nothing in her spare time when she comes back from grazing. In order to better adapt to the needs of this world, she has increased physical exercise.

In Onogne's view, Paris was still the same as before, but often made strange moves, making himself sweaty.

When she asked, Paris would tell her that this was an exercise to strengthen her body.

"Hey, ha." Pei Ziyun finished a set of guidance and slowly put it away. With a sudden "boom", his body shook, as if he had broken a certain constraint. If he looked closely, he would find a trace of metallic luster flashing on his body.

"system!"

A small plum blossom appeared quickly and quickly enlarged, turning into a transparent information box, appearing in front of you with a faint sense of light.

“Hero: First Level (15.3%)”

"Special Stunt: Iron cast copper pouring (6.8%)"

"I feel that's right. Compared with the original world, this world's power pays more attention to the body."

"I have only been in more than ten days, and my physical strength has increased a lot."

"More importantly, it is correct that the iron cast copper pour was actually allowed by the world. In the Battle of Troy, Achilles, the most powerful warrior in Greece, and the son of the goddess of the ocean Thetis, was the iron cast copper pour in invulnerable swords and guns."

"In addition to it, there is also Poseidon's son, Cooknos, who is also cast iron and copper."

"However, I feel that targeted training has reached its limit and cannot be improved much. It seems that Paris is indeed talented."

"However, can I try to support myself and reputation to see if I can promote progress?" Pei Ziyun then breathed heavily, glanced around, groped, and took out a small can.

There are seven silver coins inside, which is all Paris's property.

In this era, silver coins minted by city-states were already popular. If you look closely, the front pattern was a steer who drove four sets of carriages, holding a whip in his right hand and a rein in his left hand. Nike, the goddess of victory, flew over it to crown the horse.

The rear view shows the body of a human-headed and ox, which is the river god Akeroos.

“There are too little property!”

"However, I still have some sheepskins given to me by my father, which were used for my wife, but now I can sell them all, and there should be thirty silver coins."

After thinking about it, I heard Onogne shouting: "Dear, I not only brought you wild goat milk, but also a wild goat."

The girl looked like she was in her prime, with delicate rosy skin, black curly hair, and a pair of black brown almond eyes. Her limbs were as powerful and slender as deer, and she rushed over quickly.

She dragged a sheep, holding a jar in her hand. This was sheep's milk, not the king's sheep's milk, but the wild sheep's milk of Mount Ida.

There are actually sheep, a pasture surrounded by huge rocks on the hillside. Paris will drive the sheep and cattle back into the huge rocks in the evening. There are four fierce dogs. They look like wolves, and there are always hundreds of sheep and cattle, but not only can they not be killed, but they must hand over the milk of sheep. It is not easy to intercept some of these sheep milk from them.

"Come in!" The two of them went in. Pei Ziyun lived in a thatched house, with leaves and branches on the ground, and a piece of crude wild sheepskin on it. This is the original life of Paris.

Although Onogne is the daughter of the river god (cebren), the river god (cebren) is just an inconspicuous river god. Her home is actually not much better than Paris. However, she still has some little power, and drove a wild sheep to slaughter her and sacrificed hermes and Aphrodite with some of the meat.

Pei Ziyun said, "The gods are all respectable, and they must also sacrifice to Hera and Athena, and they have also come gloriously."

So he did it like this, and Onogne was deeply moved and said, "My dear Paris, if you respect the gods like this, you will definitely be blessed by the gods."

At this time, dark clouds covered the moon and the wind was howling. Listening to her, "Dear, drink quickly!"

Pei Ziyun was moved. Although there were wild sheep and goat milk on Mount Ida, it was not available at will. Onogne himself was not much, so he was afraid that he would give her all his portion.

But in the first ten days, I worked hard to maintain my body and improve my body, so I had to keep up with the necessary nutrition, so he accepted it, but this was not a long-term solution.

“Wheel.”

“Wheel.”

After a short while, Pei Ziyun drank all the wild goat milk sent by Anoni and ate the meat in big mouthfuls. Just as the situation was being cleaned up, another shepherd came over and shouted to Pei Ziyun: "Paris, the competition in the city is about to begin, are you going?"

"Go!" Pei Ziyun responded loudly.

The game in Troy City is the highlight. Many of his plans need to be completed through this game. Whether he can get the start in the battle of Troy is crucial.

Besides, this is also a fateful arrangement. He wanted to try to change something about Athena, but he didn't dare to say that. When the war of Troy was written in the script by the gods, if it was a gradual change, it would be fine. If he changed it at once, he would choose Athena, which would attract Zeus' murderous intent.

Paris is a mere mortal, and it is natural to change the script and choose a new introduction if he kills it.

So I dare not.

But some subtle things can be found. If you accumulate more, Zeus cannot overturn it and start over again.

Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun turned to Onogne and said, "Dear Onogne, when I win the game, I will have money to marry you."

Pei Ziyun said this to Ononi. Ononi was very moved, but at this moment, she felt a bad premonition in her heart and quickly reached out and said, "Paris..."

Onogne wanted to stop Pei Ziyun from participating in the competition, but the words came to his mouth. I didn't know what was going on, and I was instantly paralyzed and my tongue couldn't speak.

She watched Pei Ziyun comfort her: "Ononi, don't worry, I will definitely win."

With a firm tone, Pei Ziyun's words at this moment emerged in Onogne's eyes, as if he was not going to participate in a competition, but going to war.

The competition in Troy is actually a sports competition in later generations. In the ancient Greek world, civilians and even untouchables could participate in activities.

Those who stand out in it can win support and even gain the appreciation of the gods.

Because of this, many people choose to participate in the competition and get opportunities.

The so-called Olympus Conference is actually the most famous of all competitions, with the same nature.

Pei Ziyun bid farewell to Onogne and went down the mountain alone.

Standing on the mountain, Onogne watched Paris go down the mountain, feeling panic. She wanted to tell Pei Ziyun not to participate in this competition. Seeing Paris go away, she wanted to accompany her.

However, a force suppressed all her actions, and only a voice sighed softly in her ear: "My daughter, this is the will of the gods, you cannot stop it."

It turned out that the river god took action in time to stop Onogne, and the gods in the Battle of Troy were not allowed to cause any changes.

Onogni gently covered his mouth, tears burst out from his eyes and instantly covered his cheeks.

Troy City

In the mythical version of the Battle of Troy, Troy City is much larger than before. The entire city has a population of about 50,000. Although in the original world, a city of this size is not worth mentioning at all, it can be called a giant city in this era.

It overlooks the bay, and on the unusually fertile land outside the city, lush olives, grapes, and wheat grow.

The city has 8 city gates, with streets and alleys scattered everywhere, and is connected by a huge square in the center of the city. The square has temples of Zeus, Athena, and Apollo, and some small temples. On the bustling streets, the sun shines in the marble buildings.

Pei Ziyun was walking on the street, holding a heavy bag in his hand, entering and leaving the street shops. In less than a while, all the bags disappeared with him.

Walking to a secluded street, Pei Ziyun heard the chanting minstrel. The minstrel's singing was sometimes high, sometimes excited, sometimes low, sometimes humming. A wonderful poem was sang from his mouth, as if it was injected into his soul.

Pei Ziyun smiled slightly and stepped forward to stop him.

"Great minstrel, your singing is so beautiful, I am attracted by your singing, and under the guidance of the gods, I come to you."

"If I don't mind, I'd like to invite you to the tavern for a good wine."

The minstrel glanced at Pei Ziyun and said, "Thank you for your sincere invitation."

After a few drinks in the tavern, Pei Ziyun became a little drunk: "The city will hold another annual conference tomorrow, and I will participate in the competition this time."

"I also know that there are bets in every game, which is what God allows." Pei Ziyun paused for a moment and then said: "I will tell you a little secret. I sold everything I had for coins, and had enough ten silver coins to bet on myself."

"I have a business and I want to talk to you."

"Oh?" The minstrel showed a little surprise. Ten silver coins were a lot. The winning and losing ratio of such a small person often exceeded ten. If he wins, he would be one hundred.

Although the minstrel also drank a lot of wine and his eyes were blurred, if you look carefully, you will find that behind the confused eyes are clear thoughts.

Pei Ziyun said: "If I fail this competition, there is nothing to say, but if I win, I swear in the name of God that I will give you all the money I win, and as long as you write poetry for me, how about?"

The minstrel glanced at Pei Ziyun deeply, nodded slowly, and agreed.

What Pei Ziyun asked him was not difficult at all. Many of his poems were written on the characters in the city as the theme of poetry. This time Pei Ziyun's price was so high and failed, and he would not lose any losses to him. If he wins, he would get rich rewards, and he has no reason not to agree.

But this young man was so confident, he asked, "My name is Gusne, what's your name?"
Chapter completed!