Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 516 517. Sailing out of Megaris

Eventually, Kassandra returned to the Adrestia.

As if he was avoiding Hades' pursuit, Barnabas quickly urged the crew to set sail and stay away from Megaris, a place of right and wrong.

The blue waves of the Aegean Sea surge into white waves under the ship's side.

The Spartan military camp on the coast was originally slightly happy because of the victory in the war, but now there was a panic and noise spreading.

Barnabas looked at the coastline that was gradually being left behind by the Adrestia, and he felt a sense of shock that made him begin to breathe heavily.

And looked at Cassandra beside him.

Patricide.

Did Cassandra really kill his father?

Is this like the dramatic tragic character described by the Athenian playwright who is right next to him?

"D-Did you really kill Nikolaos? Your father?"

Even when Cassandra saved him, Barnabas was prepared to remain loyal to his friend for the rest of his life.

But when faced with the grave crime of 'patricide', a crime despised by the gods, he still couldn't help but ask more questions.

Fubo also looked at Cassandra at a loss.

She had not said a word since she came down from the cliff until she boarded the Adrestia.

"He is not my father."

"Nicholas is not my father."

Cassandra said decisively.

Both Barnabas and Phob's throats were choked at this moment.

They thought that this sentence was Cassandra's self-convincing response to her patricide.

But Cassandra reacted after seeing the expressions of the two people, waved her hands and said.

"I didn't kill him, and that's not how I comfort myself."

"He is my stepfather. He trained me and raised me. Although he once hurt me, after I saw him become like this, I still couldn't do anything. I beat him and took away his penis. The Bardar sword, and his helmet. These things are as important as life to a Spartan warrior, enough to make a difference."

Barnabas and Forbes let out a long sigh of relief.

"Ah, that's great. We have no enmity with Sparta, and you have not committed patricide."

Parricide is among the worst crimes in any culture.

As friends and relatives, Barnabas and Furber sincerely hoped that Cassandra would not act out of anger.

With Cassandra's explanation, the dull atmosphere between the few people disappeared in an instant.

Cassandra smiled heartily and reached out to pat Barnabas on the shoulder and Phoebe on the head.

"Thank you for your concern. It's great to have you here."

But as soon as he turned around, the falconer, who had regained his composure, discovered that there seemed to be one less eye-catching guy on the deck.

"But what about Lan En?"

Phob and Barnabas' expressions froze, and then under Cassandra's questioning, the two stumbled over what Lan En said when they looked at the battlefield from a distance.

"I don't think you should blame him, Cassandra."

In the end, Barnabas was careful with his words, wanting to ease the relationship between Cassandra and Lan.

"What he said makes sense. Of course, a decent person hopes to stop an unjust war, but since no one can stop the war, he doesn't have sufficient reasons and goals to get involved like you. Then he doesn't want to join both sides in this war. War, which is not a good thing, is also blameless, right?"

"I think so too." Fubo quietly supported Barnabas from the side.

When Phobbe and Barnabas looked at Cassandra carefully, thinking that she would be angry.

The originally expressionless face of the falconer suddenly smiled.

"No, I'm not angry."

Cassandra smiled easily.

"If Lan En didn't dare to go to the battlefield because of fear, then I would think he was a coward. But now, because of his own decision and will, he stayed away from the battlefield he didn't want to go to after careful consideration. I respect this decision. "

"What you and he said are both correct. Judging from what I saw and heard in Megaris, the Peloponnesian League and the Delian League are both a group of guys who are fighting for hegemony without any care."

Cassandra spread her hands and smiled helplessly.

"If I weren't a mercenary who relied on chaos, if this war hadn't involved me in my journey to find my family, I think I would have stayed away from this tug-of-war without justice and justice."

"Woohoo!" Barnabas clenched his hand into a fist, waved it hard in the air, and cheered happily.

"So it seems that my two respectable friends have no differences? This is really good news."

"We'll talk about the good and bad news later." Cassandra stood at the command seat on the deck and issued an order to the crew.

"Now, let's go to Forges! I'm wearing the helmet of the Spartan [Blood Wolf] and the enemy of Elpino. It's time for this wealthy 'employer' to give us some reward!"

——

On the night we sailed out of Megaris, there was a thunderstorm in the Aegean Sea.

There was no starlight or moonlight in the sky, and the dark clouds were thick and low.

Only from time to time, lightning from the higher dark clouds can briefly illuminate the world for a moment.

The crew of the Adrestia began to pray, and they wandered at sea for a long time. Led by Barnabas, they used to call this scene 'the quarrel between Zeus and Hera'.

In the cabin below the deck, Cassandra squeezed into Lan En's room.

The cabins of inland sea ships in this era were not large, and every ship was desperately squeezing living space for cargo space.

Therefore, even though Lan En is nominally one of the captains of this ship, his room is not very big.

When Cassandra came in, she saw Lan En patching his armor that looked very expensive.

Add metal protection to some of the links to make the armor larger.

This matched his growing size.

Kassandra is a confident person, even if her Spartan childhood education makes her a little conceited.

But she still couldn't bring herself to understand Lan En's body.

He doesn't grow as fast as an adult, but like a baby just coming out of his mother's belly——

One day at a time.

The demon hunter didn't even look back after hearing the movement behind him.

"I got a jug of wine, do you want a glass?"

Lan En pointed to the pottery amphorae placed aside, finishing the last details with his hands.

Then when he turned around, he happened to see Cassandra standing at the door, also holding a clay amphorae in her hand, and shrugged at him.

"It seems we want to go together."

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