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

"Good. The young man's voice was a little soft, and although he couldn't see his expression clearly, it also made people feel good.

Iphigenia couldn't help but want to reach out and stroke the soft hair of the teenager Flaxen and weave a garland for him with the most beautiful petals.

When her palm touched the boy's soft hair, she came to her senses.

The boy is docile, even if he wears a lace, he cannot hide his beauty, enough to make anyone crazy about it.

"You remind me of my dear brother, who, at your age, was mischievous and a headache, always stealing his father's spear to fight the soldiers.

Iphigenia smiled softly, a woman as gentle as the sea, but she would stay by the goddess forever and never see her family again.

Those eyes as blue as the sea shone with sorrow.

With heavy footsteps in the distance, Iphigenia hid and hid behind a tent to prevent the patrolling Greek soldiers from discovering her.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry that the morning meal was delivered a little late, Lord Axter has ordered you to wait until you wake up before enjoying breakfast. "

Fuis has a lively and cheerful personality, always with a happy smile on her face, and among the dull Greek soldiers, like a positive sunflower, people's eyes can't help but stay on her.

Countless warriors have passionately pursued her.

"Seeing His Highness, the mood of the day has become brighter. "Fuis has a sweet mouth and will please people.

"Today they all went to the battlefield, otherwise I will show you around this camp and watch the group of big men duel bare-chested and make people laugh." Although Fuis was smiling, there was worry in her eyes.

That feeling of unease always haunted her, and she could only secretly pray in her heart, hoping that the benevolent and forgiving gods would bless the victory of the Greek army.

This war has been going on for too long.

She wanted a quiet, stable life.

Marry a brave and handsome warrior and give birth to a cute child together.

"There are sweet and soft bread, and fresh hot milk, the pastry is a little sweet, His Highness can go with some fruit, the taste will be better."

Fuis placed the silver tray on the stone table.

Candle Youlin's appetite was small, perhaps after extreme exhaustion, he couldn't eat.

He ate only a small piece of matsutake bread with half a glass of warm milk.

"My Highness, it's really worrying to eat so little, maybe I should ask the chef to cook more food you like."

"The Greek warriors ate more than ten times as much as His Highness. Fuis smiled, she was always so talkative.

But it's not annoying.

On the battlefield.

Axte's huge wings spread out and levitated in midair, watching the soldiers under his feet rush together and engage in fierce fighting.

Spears and shields rubbed violently, armor clashed together, and the Trojans knew that if they could not hold the city, the Greeks' frenzied plunder and revenge awaited.

The Trojan soldiers were inferior in number compared to the Greek soldiers, but they had a strong will and would never allow themselves to be overthrown.

Achilles rushed forward with great valor and shot the incoming Greeks with his spears, and he was so powerful that a dozen Greeks surrounded him and failed to subdue him.

The gods watched the battle from the sacred mountain of Olympus.

On the golden scale are placed two golden weights.

The weight of victory belonging to the Greek side is slowly tilting towards the earth.

The Trojan side was raised high.