Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 535 536. Aspasia

After listening to Forbes' somewhat proud narration, Phidias couldn't help but nod frequently.

In today's world full of myths and legends, it is quite attractive to occasionally listen to the gossip in the market.

Lan En poured cold water on Fu Bai.

"After you become the leader of this group of waifs, you have to find some long-term work for them. It is better not to do things like stealing sailors, otherwise the people in charge of port management will not be able to tolerate you. Those sailors come ashore There are taxes on prostitutes and gambling, but you don't."

It seems that Fubo has never thought about this problem. After all, she is just a little girl who came from Kefalonia. At present, she seems to be a little girl who can fight hard and have outstanding communication skills.

"Then, what should we do?"

Fu Bai even put down the bread and fish soup, and anxiously asked Lan En with his head stretched out.

"Why are you so nervous?" Lan En said matter-of-factly. "This is very simple for you."

"Um?"

Fu Bai showed a confused expression.

The same goes for Phidias next to him.

Even a native of Athens, he didn't know how it was possible for a group of street children to easily find work that would provide them with food.

"You may not have noticed yet, Fubo. You and the dozen or so children you have entangled with are already an organized group. For this reason alone, you are better than many people."

"You can summon a dozen children. Although most of them have little strength, they can still do many things that require manpower, cannot be done by one person, or are very troublesome."

"How many people do you think those small businessmen who set up stalls in the market can call for help by shouting with all their strength? Five or six would be a lot. The first gangster I beat down when I came to Athens, It’s hard to say if there are not thirty of them in total.”

"The number of people you can unite is your advantage, Fubo."

Lan En spread his hands and said easily.

"Also, do you remember what I told you?"

What is that? The waif intelligence team?

Fu Bai thought drowsily.

"When you become famous, there will be people who understand how valuable 'intelligence' is and will take the initiative to come to you. Just wait and see."

"That's what you want to say." Fu Bai tilted his head and thought for a while, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Today, there was a person who greeted me after seeing our actions. He said that if he was free, he could go to her."

"The first time I saw you in action, I came here?"

Lan En was a little surprised. He was surprised that this man seemed to have a sharp vision.

"Is 'she' a woman? Coming out alone? It's not easy to find an unaccompanied woman on the streets of Athens."

"She's still beautiful!"

"Beautiful? How beautiful?"

Lan En didn't expect that when Fu Bai described that person, his first reaction was that he was beautiful.

"Let me find a reference pair. How about competing with Cassandra?"

After asking, Lan En found that Fubo, who had always admired Cassandra, seemed hesitant.

"About?" she said hesitantly, "Aspasia and Cassandra have different styles."

"Aspasia?"*2

At the dinner table, two men's questions rang out at the same time.

Phidias and Lann looked at each other, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Aspasia was the lover of Pericles, the governor of Athens, but she was also an important staff member on his path to power.

It is said that Pericles had many speeches that were enough to be included in textbooks, and the manuscripts had been modified and corrected by her hands.

If she is such a person, then it is understandable that she can immediately realize the intelligence potential of these waifs.

"Then do your best, Fubai."

Finally, Lan En made a summary for the little girl at the dinner table.

"If you can be appreciated by her, at least you will not have to worry about food and drink in the future. Don't stop training either. I will have to go outside Athens frequently in the future. You have to pay attention to the progress of your training."

"Huh? What are you doing outside Athens?"

"Hide and seek in a cave with a group of perverted murderers. It's really a headache to think about."

After Fu Bai heard this, the eagerness in his eyes quickly subsided and he became well-behaved.

"Oh, then it's better for you to worry about it."

Lan En then tore off a piece of barley bread and threw it on Fubo's head.

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It took Kassandra nearly two months to arrive at the Port of Piraeus in Athens after parting ways with Lane Forges.

She jumped off the Adrestia lightly, and another man who looked to be in his forties or fifties, but in good spirits and wearing a hood and shawl, was walking down from the wooden plank protruding from the ship.

It was Herodotus, an old acquaintance of Barnabas.

When he and Cassandra and his party were going to meet the Oracle, they met on the road lined up and had a pleasant conversation.

With his wonderful experience and extensive knowledge, he was able to be entertained by Cassandra and returned to Athens together.

Yes, ‘back’.

Because Herodotus was also serving as Pericles' staff at this time.

The road to Athens from here is much different from when Lan En first arrived.

Kassandra looked towards the direction of the Acropolis just like when the witcher first arrived.

During these two miles, there has always been only one promenade facing the sea, like an arm stretching out from the city, tightly holding the nearest coast below and the pier there.

Stonemasons and slaves gathered here, placing the last batch of stones on the two strange walls erected along both sides of the trail, and the chisels in their hands were tapping rhythmically with the work at hand.

"Come, mercenary." Herodotus walked along the trail, beckoning Kassandra to follow him.

The two walked along the trail, and the long wall beside the road cast a pleasant shade for them.

There was an old beggar there, muttering to anyone who would listen: "Shouldn't the Trojans, the Hittites, and the Assyrians be a lesson to us? Great walls will surely attract powerful destroyers." "

This argument is not new.

Cassandra thought to herself.

At the same time, she noticed how rough the wall beside the trail was.

This wall was basically built in a hurry, and the quality was very poor, and the materials used were also very poor. They were just paving stones, gravel, and the remains of beams and columns.

Putting it in the same picture as the temple and acropolis in the distance is a bit unsightly.

"This is the 'Long Wall'. I discussed this plan with Pericles when I left Athens. It seems that there has been considerable progress now."

Herodotus introduced to Cassandra.

"It was really ugly, but as a stopgap it was pretty good. The Spartans were not good at sieges, and this wall would have protected the Athenian harbor from threats."

"Are you saying this is a strategy you and Pericles came up with?" Cassandra said thoughtfully, "What's the glory in this approach?"

"'Glory'? Haha, you are indeed a Spartan." Herodotus smiled.

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