MTL - Astartes of the Bear School-Chapter 857 Departing Athens in 839

Chapter 857 839. Leaving Athens

Although the situation in Athens is now in a mess, Alcibiades has inherited Pericles' political reputation and has begun to apply Lane's suggestions.

This allowed him to still retain considerable influence in the city of Athens.

 So Pericles and Aspasia did not encounter any obstacles when they went to the dock.

Pericles left, and Aspasia was leaving with him.

 Because in this era, women were the appendages of men. Even Pericles, known as the "Father of Democracy," publicly expressed his disdain for women, believing that they inherently lacked the ability to think logically.

Although Aspasia was very respected by Pericles, in the political system of Athens, she was completely dependent on Pericles.

Once Pericles left, if she could not get the protection of Alcibiades, it would be difficult for her to survive, because many people wanted to liquidate her.

But if she accepts the asylum of Alcibiades, with her reputation as a famous promiscuous young man in Athens, and her status as a courtesan and lover of Pericles, there is no need to even think about what kind of scandalous rumors could spread.

Even with the open concept of **** and love in ancient Greece, there is no doubt that this kind of thing will have a major blow to political reputation.

 So in the end, even though Aspasia was still very ambitious, she had no choice but to leave Athens.

 Era has finally limited this woman’s development.

 “So you’re not going to leave either?”

Before boarding the boat, Lan En looked down at Fubai.

 And the little girl looked directly at him without any hesitation.

"I am not carefree now." Fu Bai smiled and spread his hands, "I am not a little **** Kefalonia Island who dared to take home a 'patron saint' of unknown origin. .”

 Lan En smiled unconsciously.

 The "patron saint of unknown origin" in Fu Bai's mouth was Fu Bai's recognition of his identity when they first met.

 In the blink of an eye, the little girl who was still hungry in Cephalonia now has an ‘industry’ in Athens.

“Alcibiades has a good relationship with me, as well as Socrates, Hippocrates, and Aristophanes. Don’t worry. With so many connections, my people and I will definitely not be hungry!”

“It’s best not to be hungry,” Kassandra stood nearby, looking at Fu Bai with his arms crossed and said.

There was also sadness in her eyes. After all, she was the one who brought up Fubai, and now she was running around the Aegean Sea, looking for her mother.

 And this little girl who was brought up by herself has now made her own name. It’s really amazing.

 Kassandra remembered something. She took out a wooden eagle sculpture from her bag and gave it to Fubo.

 “Charla!”

 The little girl screamed in surprise.

This wooden eagle is a toy she has been holding in Kefalonia, born out of the desire for Icarus on Cassandra's shoulder.

 “You’ve had your own adventure, Furbo.”

Cassandra held the little girl's hand, smiled and put the wooden eagle back into its owner's hand.

"You no longer need to keep Chara with me so that he can experience my adventures for you."

The little girl accepted it gladly, nodded to Lan En, Cassandra, and the flannel ball who was waving hard, then took a few steps back and climbed to the roof of the warehouse in Piraeus Port, and finally disappeared. In the night.

 Her movements, even from Lan En's perspective, were nothing to fault.

Stepping onto the ship, Aspasia and Pericles were already sitting in the back row of the command seat of the Adrestia.

As Lan En observed during the previous naval battle, the devices and items on the decks of ships sailing in the Mediterranean in this era were still very simple.

The command seat is only a small piece at the stern of the ship, located slightly above the deck.

 Kassandra usually stands here to give directions, and on the floor is a map of small islands in the Aegean Sea.

 You can study the navigation route by standing and looking at the floor.

 “Ah! Lann! My friend! The great demigod!”

The first mate on the ship who is actually in charge of navigation matters, the one-eyed old sailor Barnabas, came up very enthusiastically and hugged Lan En.

　　While giving him a hug, he said a little proudly to the side. "Look, Herodotus! Whether you admit it or not, or believe it or not, great characters and mythological stories are happening right in front of us! In the era we live in!"

“Containing the plague, the battle with the enemy destroyed the Parthenon! Look! I bet, even in another thousand years! This story will still be immortalized across the vast sea!”

"I really can't imagine what kind of battle can bring down the temple that is praised and envied by the gods."

 After speaking, he added something to Herodotus with evil intentions.

“Even if it is not recorded by you, it will be immortalized!”

As usual, Herodotus has learned not to lose his temper with his old friend.

 “But how could I not keep records?”

His tone was still gentle and calm. He walked up to Lan En and shook each other's forearms.

“If I don’t record such a big event and such an anecdote, then my book will be written in vain before it reaches the deadline.”

“It’s nice to see you still in good health, friends. It scared me when I first arrived in Athens.”

Lan En said with a smile.

"We are too." Herodotus was hugged by Barnabas' shoulders, the sailor said with a heroic smile, and the historians echoed.

 “Wait, is this the legendary magical cat?”

 Barnabas curiously and cautiously bent down and looked at the flannel ball.

Lann raised his eyebrows and smiled. It seemed that Barnabas' superstition was quite different from what he expected.

 On the other side, Cassandra also got news about her mother from Aspasia.

 Since the situation in Athens was slightly under control, Aspasia began to worry about Cassandra's affairs.

 She used some unknown method, but she uncovered Cassandra's target.

“If your mother took the alias Phoenix and wandered in the Aegean Sea, this would undoubtedly be the most likely place to end up.”

Aspasia’s feet clicked on the island map on the floor.

"According to my information, she is now the leader of Naxos."

Cassandra pursed her lips and nodded.

This news is not surprising.

　　This is an era of pioneering wilderness. A soldier who wanders away from his hometown after a naval battle may become the king of an island after many adventures.

Kassandra knew how powerful her mother was and did not find it difficult to accept that she could become the leader of Naxos.

"Then I'm going to Naxos. What about you? Are you and Pericles going somewhere?"

 Kassandra raised her head and asked.

"Of course there is a place to go. Now that Pericles is no longer the consul of Athens, those properties can be used. We will live very comfortably."

Aspasia waved her hand, indicating that Cassandra didn’t need to worry.

 And the face that was no different from Cassandra showed a kind of determination.

"But if you want to continue to deal with the Cult of Kosmos, then count me as one. Members of the Cult of Kosmos are deeply entrenched in many places, and you will need an advisor who is knowledgeable about politics. Pericles is low on energy right now, but I still have plenty of energy. "

 The sailors set sail and sang a boat song.

The cheerful and melodious singing mixed with the sound of waves lapping against the side of the ship, making Cassandra's mind wander like Icarus in the sky.

The flannel ball was scratching the side of the boat and curiously looking at the ripples and waves beside the boat.

Lann walked to Cassandra.

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