Greece brings evildoers

Two days later, the Elders of Sparta.

In the empty and solemn meeting hall, the pampered divine-blood nobles in white robes are arranged according to their status and bloodline, and they are all sitting on the circular marble steps. Although they are old, they still close their eyes and take a nap from time to time. , but underneath the elegant clothes are taut muscles, with surging divine blood flowing in his body, like lions entering their twilight years, dozing in the territory in front of them.

"Everyone, under the pretext of peace talks, the Trojans actually abducted Princess Clytemnestra in the palace of Mycenae. This is not only a shame for King Agamemnon and the Mycenaeans, but also a shame for the people of Mycenae. Shame on all of us Spartans! How dare a foreign country that had survived under the hands of our ancestors be so rude to us. If we didn't retaliate, others would really think that we Spartans couldn't bear the sword! "

A young censor with a beard stood in the center of the hall and gave an impassioned speech to these divine-blood nobles who were in power in the Presbytery.

The elders who had long been dissatisfied with the status quo nodded one after another, with bursts of anger in their eyes:

"You're right!"

"Who are the Trojans? How dare you offend our Spartans!"

"Send troops! Send troops! Kill those Trojan bastards!"

Hearing the voices of the elders on the field, King Agamemnon, who was invited to the hall to listen, showed a look of satisfaction on his face.

It has been half a month since I arrived in Sparta from Mycenae. Although most of the divine blood families in the city are dissatisfied with the truce policy of the chief priest Helen, they want to persuade the entire presbytery to directly remove the chief priest and make peace with the chief priest. Mycenae sent troops together to conquer the city of Troy, which was still very difficult.

Therefore, after he was invited to the city, he kept walking around the various divine blood families in Sparta and gave away a large number of treasures and beauties, which finally made the old guys in the city gradually relax.

However, we are all decent people after all, and we still have to go through some procedures that should be followed.

Therefore, even if the Priestess Helen is forced to die, the censors must first initiate an impeachment against her, so as to give the Council of Elders a chance to launch an attack.

And the censor in the hall in front of him who was making an impassioned speech to the elders was the mole whom Agamemnon spent a lot of money to bribe.

——This is an ambitious young man. Only war and turmoil can further his status and power.

As the inspector who had successfully prepared the ground nodded to him, Agamemnon stood up and stepped forward, ready to tell the elders his intentions.

"Well said!"

Unexpectedly, a pleasant voice suddenly came from outside the door, and a tall and graceful figure walked into the meeting hall under the astonished eyes of everyone, and said solemnly:

"Everyone, in order to wash away this common shame, I propose that Sparta and Mycenae jointly send troops to attack Troy!"

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The elders looked at the excited Helen in front of them and immediately looked at each other.

Did they hear it correctly? This princess, who has always advocated peace with foreign countries, is going to take the initiative to use troops against Troy?

Helen looked towards the silent meeting hall, frowned and asked:

"What? You don't agree?"

"No, this, this is too sudden."

The elders shook their heads and answered, still looking a little confused.

Helen heard this and snorted angrily:

"What's so sudden? My sister was abducted by the Trojans, and the glory of Sparta is being dishonored! Do you want me to sit idly by and ignore it?"

"no……"

"Then you agree to send troops?"

After hearing this, the elders looked at each other blankly for a while, then came back to their senses in a daze, and nodded excitedly in response:

"That's right! Your Royal Highness, we agree to send troops!"

They went in such a big circle, even inviting an outsider like King Agamemnon into the city, wasn't it just to start this war?

Now the goal is easily achieved, and there is no need to bear the stigma of colluding with outsiders. Wouldn't it be better?

The elders of the main fighting faction felt as happy as in a dream when they saw Princess Helen's 180-degree turn in attitude on the court.

King Agamemnon, who had just stood up from his seat and had not had time to speak, looked at Helen on the field in a daze.

What she said seemed to be my words?

As if sensing Agamemnon's gaze, Helen turned her head and asked solemnly:

"So, brother-in-law, what do you mean? Are you willing to show your responsibility as a husband and send troops with Sparta to attack Troy and rescue your abducted wife?"

In this situation, Agamemnon could only nodded dryly in agreement.

However, in order to regain the initiative, he immediately winked at the inspector who had been bribed by him.

The young inspector nodded with understanding, stepped forward and said in a deep voice:

"Before setting off for the expedition, in order to ensure uniform military orders on the battlefield, we probably need to select a commander that is acceptable to both parties. After all, this is a matter for two city-states."

"We are of the same bloodline of the gods and share the same enemy. Why should we separate Mycenae and Sparta?"

At this time, King Agamemnon immediately stood up and took the opportunity to speak impassionedly.

"I am willing to marry Princess Helen, form a permanent alliance with Sparta, and guarantee that our common blood will inherit the territories owned by both countries. By then, the wealth of Mycenae plus the strong army of Sparta will be the strongest, let alone Little Troy, even Athens must bow at our feet!"

When the elders heard this, they couldn't help but feel excited.

Although both are powerful states in Greece, Athens always surpasses Sparta due to its reputation in the Battle of the Giants, and sits firmly in the position of leader.

If the gods of Ares Mountain were still there, they would naturally not dare to have any delusions.

But now the times have changed, the gods have disappeared for nearly two hundred years, and the city-states that were once as close as brothers have also attacked each other because of interest disputes, territorial issues, blood feuds, etc., and Athens' title of leader has long been in name only.

In this case, why can't this position be replaced by the Spartans?

Moreover, it is just the right opportunity to send away this woman who has been oppressing them for a long time.

As long as she gets married, she will automatically lose the position of the chief priest of the temple and the qualification to act as the king.

At that time, Sparta will no longer have any obstacles whether it is external expansion or restoration of traditions.

The elders whispered to each other, and their eyes looking at Helen gradually revealed some ill intentions.

Seeing everyone leaning towards him, Agamemnon looked at his sister-in-law who was as beautiful as a goddess on the field, his eyes were full of heat.

It must be said that as the famous first beauty in Greece, Helen's appearance is more outstanding than her sister.

Once he married her, he could not only enjoy the service of the first beauty in Greece, but also get the army of Sparta, and then join forces to replace the leader of Athens. This is simply a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

However, a quiet cold snort brought Agamemnon back to reality:

"My sister is still suffering in Troy. As a husband, you don't want to rescue her as soon as possible, but you want me to marry her. Isn't it just to take the opportunity to annex Sparta's military power?"

Helen's reminder made the elders who were dazzled by the big cake come back to their senses, and looked at Agamemnon with a little more scrutiny and vigilance.

The plan failed, and Agamemnon could not help but sneer in anger:

"Your sister, that slut, said she was abducted, but she fell in love with the pretty boy from Troy and took the initiative to get close to him? Not only did she elope with an outsider, but she also took away the treasures and maids in my palace. This king has suffered such humiliation. If you Spartans still have this high-handed attitude and are unwilling to show some sincerity in forming an alliance, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the Mycenaeans to send troops for you!"

"Why, you turned to threats when you failed to coax?"

Looking at Agamemnon who had torn off his disguise, Helen sneered disdainfully:     "To tell you the truth, you are not qualified to marry me!"

Hearing the undisguised contempt in those words, King Agamemnon's face turned livid.

Seeing the embezzlement, the inspector next to him immediately stepped forward and angrily scolded:

"Your Highness, you are too presumptuous! Not only did you break into the Elders' Council without permission and interfere with the elders' meetings, you also dared to insult the monarch of the allied country!"

"First of all, you should respectfully address me as the High Priest."

Helen glanced at the indignant inspector and said lightly,

"Secondly, I exercise divine power and royal power. When you see me, you should show basic etiquette. Now, kneel down!"

"You..."

The young and energetic inspector blushed and wanted to refute.

However, before he could open his mouth, the scepter in Helen's hand that struck the ground came with a divine power like a prison, causing the young inspector to kneel down with a plop.

Seeing that Helen had actually made a show of power without any courtesy, the elders who were used to being domineering in their own territory could not help but be furious.

"Enough, Helen!"

Several elders who had received benefits from Agamemnon stood up in anger and shouted at him with dark faces.

"Calling you Princess is a sign of respect for your father and brother, and you, a woman, are not qualified to lead Sparta!"

"So, you are in a hurry to find a new master from outside?"

Helen retorted unceremoniously, looking at everyone on the field with a deep contempt.

"A group of lions actually needs a barking hyena to lead them. I'm afraid you have really embarrassed the Spartans!"

This sarcasm, comparable to a sharp knife, not only made King Agamemnon on the side unable to hold back, but also broke the defense of the elders who stood up to denounce him.

"How dare you!"

"Get out!"

The angry elders saw that Helen was indifferent, and they could not help but roared angrily outside the door:

"Guards! Guards!"

The sharp and high voices came from dozens of seats, and hundreds of fully armed God Blood Guards filed in, holding shields and daggers, and surrounded Helen, trying to drive the princess out of the Elders' Council.

They all came from the famous God Blood Family in the city. They were the group of people closest to the royal power and theocracy, and they were also the group of people who were most dissatisfied with the princess.

Sparta, the dignified warrior city, actually let a woman ride on their heads and give orders for two hundred years. It was simply a shame.

Seeing these minions of the Elders' Council rushing forward, Helen shook her head in disappointment and gently hit the ground with the magic wand in her hand.

Boom!

In a blink of an eye, the terrifying red and black ether tides passed through dozens of nested protective barriers outside the Elders' Court and poured into the hall, forming a dazzling fierce flame.

The hundreds of God Blood Guards who formed a battle formation on the field were struck by lightning, flying backwards and hitting the wall heavily.

Before they could get up from the chaos, there were bursts of sharp explosions in the air. A group of agile female warriors with golden and red divine flames all over their bodies rushed into the hall, knocked out the God Blood Guards on the field one by one, and threw them out of the hall door casually.

Looking at the iconic dress and powerful divine aura, the elders were horrified.

Amazon!

Seeing that all the Divine Blood Guards who relied on them were dealt with, the elders suddenly became angry:

"Helen, you actually colluded with outsiders to attack the Presbytery!"

Helen looked at the elders with disdain and retorted.

"What? You are allowed to introduce the Mycenaeans into the city, but you are not allowed to summon my Amazon allies to help rescue my sister?"

The elders were speechless for a moment and looked at King Agamemnon on the field for help.

After King Agamemnon saw the fighting power of the Amazons, he couldn't help but feel a little wary. He tried to soften his tone and smoothed things over with a dry smile:

"Helen, we are all here to wash away the shame brought by the Trojans. There is no need to be tense against our own people."

"Our own people? What? Are you Mycenaeans willing to send troops?"

"Of course there is no problem in sending troops."

Agamemnon answered simply, but then changed the subject.

"But before sending troops, we still need to distinguish who is in charge and who is in charge."

Helen Dai raised her eyebrows and asked with interest: "Oh, how do you want to divide it?"

Agamemnon smiled implicitly and saw:

"Since Sparta rules the roost by force, then for the sake of fairness, let our respective warriors compete to see who wins and who is responsible for commanding the coalition forces!"

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and a tall figure wearing a black cloak emerged from the shadows in the corner.

When the elders saw this, their eyes showed a hint of surprise.

When did this guy sneak into the Presbytery? They didn't notice it at all.

Moreover, this divine power is so powerful and eerie that just by feeling it from a distance, your blood seems to be frozen.

If this lurker were to attack them, the consequences would be...

The elders' hearts shrank, and their faces were a little uncertain.

"How about it, everyone in Sparta? Are you willing to accept the challenge? As long as you can convince me that I have lost, we Mycenaeans are willing to send troops to become vassals and jointly attack Troy!"

After hearing Agamemnon's suggestion, the elders were hesitant for a moment.

Although they did not want to be led by Helen, a woman, and wanted to turn around with the help of external forces, judging from various signs, cooperating with Agamemnon was tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger.

After a brief discussion, an old man at the top with a griffin emblem on his chest sighed and solemnly muttered to Helen: "Your Highness, since you are now the temporary king of Sparta, everything will be decided by you."

Seeing that the elders who were the first to be eliminated finally bowed to her, Helen readily agreed:

"Okay, just do as my brother-in-law says."

Hearing Helen's agreement, Agamemnon quickly waved his hand and ordered the figure in the darkness to come forward, with a smug grin appearing in his eyes.

The Spartans are so trusting, let them see Mycenae's trump card.

If that adult takes action, he's guaranteed to win!

At the same time, Diana and Helen, who were among the Amazon female warriors, looked at each other, then smiled and took off the sword and shield on their backs, and walked towards the powerful enemy sent by the Mycenaeans.