I was a priest in the city-state era

In the ancient Eastern world, women had no inheritance rights.

Take the emperor as an example. If the emperor dies without a son, even if the emperor's distant relative and nephew inherit the throne, it is impossible for the emperor's daughter and son-in-law to inherit the throne.

But in the Western world, women not only have the right to inherit property, but also have the right to inherit status.

In other words, as long as the person who becomes the husband of Procne and Philomela in the future is stronger than Erechtheus, he can defeat Erechtheus after Pandion's death and forcibly inherit the Athens left by Pandion. The seat of a tribal leader or king of Athens.

Because Procne and Philomela were only the second and third heirs, they could not become the real heirs as long as Erechtheus was alive, so Pandion gave them a lot of property as their future dowry.

With these generous dowries, even if they marry far away in the future, they will still be respected by their husbands and in-laws.

"Have I eaten Procne's soft rice?"

Seeing Procne and Philomela hiding their faces with veils, Roy didn't know whether he should be happy or not.

Thinking that he and Procne were not lovers, Roy immediately frowned and said.

"Princess Procne! Just think that this is a batch of grain that I borrowed from you. When I come back from Crete, I will return this batch of grain to you."

"Um……"

Procne also knew that he would not be able to hide the fact that he lent food to Roy from his father Pandion.

If he gave the food directly to Roy, he would definitely arouse his father's suspicion and dissatisfaction.

Seeing that Roy only cared about Procne, Philomela showed a sly smile and said bewitchingly.

"Priest Roy, let me lend you something too!"

Roy looked at Philomela with a smile and said.

"Princess Philomela, I really can't think of anything I need to borrow from you."

"Don't you need weapons to arm your sailors?"

Philomela said confidently.

"When you go to Crete to trade, there is a high chance that you will encounter pirates. At that time, all of you will have to take up arms and fight the pirates to the death."

"You have a point!"

Roy nodded in agreement and said.

"Then what weapon are you going to lend me? Is it fifty bronze spears?"

"How is that possible-"

Philomela said, rolling her eyes.

"Our Athenian tribe doesn't have many bronze weapons. Even my father's personal guards can't make everyone have bronze weapons. I can only lend you fifty sharpened wooden spears."

wooden spear——

Although it was not a bronze weapon, which made Roy feel a little disappointed, Roy still nodded and said.

"Wooden spears are better than no weapons! Princess Philomela, thank you for lending me fifty wooden spears. I will return them to you as soon as possible after returning from Crete."

"Who asked you to pay it back! I'm not a stingy person. I gave fifty wooden spears directly to you."

"Then...I will give you other gifts as compensation."

After remembering the preparation of gifts, Roy turned to the teenagers and said.

"From today on, you are sailors hired by me. Today I will lead you to train cooperative tactics, so that you can learn to distinguish between front, rear, left, right, east, west, north and south. If any of you feel that it is too hard and tiring, you don't have to come to me tomorrow. Here. As long as you come to me tomorrow to receive food and weapons, you will have no retreat. I am the priest of the goddess Metis. If you dare to betray me, you are betraying the goddess Metis and his family. They will all receive the most severe punishment from the gods.”

After threatening him in the name of the gods, Roy waved his hand to the teenagers.

"Now I direct you to turn left and right, you look at my hands - now turn left together! Turn right!"

Roy kept waving his hands, directing the teenagers to turn left and right.

After these teenagers could distinguish left and right, Roy led the teenagers to practice running in the square outside the temple.

"Now everyone is running with me, and everyone is singing while running. The sun rises in the east, my right hand is facing east, my left hand is facing west, the north is in front of me, and the south is behind me."

The teenagers following Roy shouted in unison.

"The sun rises in the east, my right hand faces east, my left hand faces west, north is in front of me, and south is behind me."

Looking at this scene, Philomela couldn't help but laugh.

"Sister! This is so interesting. Neither our fishermen nor the Phoenicians would train sailors like this. Is Priest Roy really training sailors?"

Procne said with lowered eyes.

"This really doesn't look like training sailors... more like training soldiers."

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

The teenagers who had been trained by Roy all morning were all tired and sat down on the ground to rest.

Even Roy himself was sweating from exhaustion.

Just when Roy turned to look around, looking for Procne and Philomela, Procne and Philomela led a group of male and female servants to bring lunch and lunch to Roy and the teenagers. water.

While the hungry and thirsty teenagers were devouring the black bread distributed to them, Roy had already returned to the stone house with Procne and Philomela, eating barbecue and white bread, and drinking refined wheat porridge.

After eating and drinking, Roy lay on the stone bed and sighed.

"My body is really too weak. I'm almost as good as those malnourished guys. It seems that I will have to exercise my body and practice martial arts in the future to become a warrior who can fight one against ten or even one against a hundred."

Procne and Philomela sat next to Roy. Philomela smiled and said after hearing Roy's words.

"You now have the status of a priest. If you can become a hero who can fight one against a hundred, then you are qualified to propose to us."

"Philomela——"

Procne glared at her sister dissatisfied and said.

"Have you started thinking about getting married now?"

"I'm just telling the truth!"

Philomela said innocently.

"We are the daughters of the leader. The man who can become our husband, even if he is not the leader of a large tribe, should have a noble status and be a hero who can fight against a hundred."

Looking at the innocent-looking Philomela, Procne turned her head helplessly, and her eyes happened to collide with Roy's video.

Roy stood up in a hurry and said.

"Princess Procne! Princess Philomela! Just stay in the house! I'll go outside to see if those teenagers have eaten enough, and I can exchange feelings with them by the way."

After saying that, Roy left the stone house as if running away.

After Procne and Philomela were the only ones left in the stone house, Philomela climbed onto Procne and whispered.

"Sister, tell me honestly, have you ever wanted to marry Priest Roy?"

Procne shook her head without hesitation.

"It's impossible for me and Priest Roy. He is not the son-in-law in my father's mind. Philomela! As daughters, our marriage is completely decided by our father. Even if our father dies, our marriage will still be decided by our father." Brother Erechtheus decided. I know that Priest Roy will not be my future husband, so I will not have undue feelings for him."