The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

With the addition of Philoctes, son of Achilles and archer, the Greeks flourished and approached the prophesied day.

Panic spread through the city of Troy.

Their king was unwilling to return the stolen queen Helen, and the Trojans had to take up their swords and defend their homeland to the death.

Their wives and children were all in the city of Troy.

If the Greeks invaded, they would only burn and loot unscrupulously.

News of Paris' injury came back from the front.

The arrow of the archer Philoxeus hit him in the abdomen, the wound kept flowing black blood, and the sharp arrow was smeared with poison.

The wounds began to rot, and the doctors of Troy could not heal them at all, but watched their king Paris roll on the ground in pain.

Paris spat out a mouthful of black blood, he could feel the approach of death, and the strong desire to survive reminded him of a prophecy that he had forgotten in his mind.

Only his wife, who was abandoned by him, could save him from death.

On the first day he snatched Helen, he abandoned his wife of several years, Ionone, and was no longer willing to set his sights on her.

Onone is also a beauty, but compared to Helen, who makes countless people crazy, she is eclipsed and left in the harem by the ruthless Paris.

Even if Paris did not want to see his abandoned wife again, he had to kneel on the ground, praying that she could see so many years of love and heal his wounds.

Ononea's once beautiful appearance, under the erosion of the years, can never return to the young beauty of the past, she sits on a high stool, looking at her husband Paris crawling in front of her.

She knew in her heart that the arrogant king would not truly repent at all, and that asking for her forgiveness was nothing more than a powerful desire to survive.

"Paris, our relationship had dissipated long before you brought Helen back.

"The goddess of fate has decided that you will eventually die under the arrows of the archer Philoctes, this is your fate, and I will not save you."

"In this last moment, you should go back and hold your queen Helen, enjoy the last moments, and pray that she will not forget you when she returns to Greece."

Ononone's heart was a little happy, she saw this proud and arrogant man, dying painfully, which was already the greatest comfort to her.

Paris eventually died under the poisoned arrow, at her feet.

A crystal tear slipped down that beautiful face.

When Paris was cremated, she stood by and watched as countless Trojan soldiers erected their king on a pyre.

The body was set on fire with torches.

And his queen Helen, who had been spoiled for ten years and fascinated him, did not appear at the cremation ceremony, and the flames rose several meters.

She stood on a high platform, and when everyone did not react, she jumped down, and the roaring flames burned, instantly engulfing her.

The maid on the side reached out and didn't have time to grab her.

She could only watch as she and her unfaithful husband burned to ashes in the fire, never to be separated again.

I wouldn't allow Helen to take you away from me, so I'd rather watch you die at my feet.

Paris, my unfaithful lover.