I Became a Slave to a Mythical Shepherd - I Became a Slave to a Mythical Shepherd chapter 89

Episode 89. killing women (1)

Odysseus and Penelope, what should I say about the sightseeing they enjoyed in Antandros…

It was like playing with fire.

“The name of the monarch! Everyone, vacate the mansion immediately!”

“No, this mansion belongs to my family. Even the lord of the city cannot invade it…”

“The Prince of Ithaca is visiting!!”

“···what?”

Antandros has been growing rapidly in recent years, growing both in population and size, but only three times in its history have it suddenly received a great guest.

Once, last time I brought Hector, heir to the Trojan throne.

Another time, when Anchises, the lord of Dardanos, came with Aeneas because of me.

Uh… the last time… When Hercules, who is invisible to the eye, mercilessly destroys Troy and nearby cities?

Except for the last part, which does not seem to be a guest, Antandros’ only occasion for noble guests is the regular royal procession.

Especially if it’s an envoy from a foreign country.

The elders and aristocrats of Antandrus, who were welcoming a foreign heir to the throne for the first time, were at a loss for what to do with the unexpected situation.

Just as the surrounding infrastructure was completely reorganized after the Olympics in Korea, Odysseus’ untimely tour and Antandros’ road maintenance or messy problems were solved at once.

Of course, the two people who stood at the center were…

“Odysseus! Look over there! It’s the statue of the giant Hephaestus!!”

“My God, the statue’s arm… is moving, isn’t it? Are you Paris? How did you do that?”

It was easygoing.

In this era, the concept of tourism and travel would be rare.

These two perfectly adapted to being tourists, and thanks to that, I also had to get used to being a tour guide, taking Ino with me.

“It is the power of water.”

I only said that one word to the two admirers. The details were hidden as an industry secret.

It is a huge statue of Hephaestus decorated with ivory, silver leaf, and gold leaf on a marble frame.

If you look closely, only the right arm holding the hammer is made of light and strong wood and hidden with gold leaf, and the joint is connected to the wheel to make it move.

He made one while building the temple of Demeter. Thanks to that, Hephaestus worshipers from all over the world came to pilgrimage to the Holy Land and scattered money. I never thought road construction would help like this.

Besides that, after showing them around Antandros, I quickly restricted the two people’s routes.

The elders and nobles sent invitations to the two at a fixed time and period according to my order, and thanks to that, the movement of the two could be easily restricted.

Of course, Antandros’s iron-making skills are beyond the point where they can be duplicated with just a quick glance… but just in case.

Odysseus also knew it and let it go, so it didn’t matter.

After giving Odysseus and Penelope a tour of Antandros for several days… I quickly headed back to Troy with them.

Antandros was a busy city with war preparations and agricultural reforms, and hospitality was a burden.

“Whoah…”

“Haaa…”

“great job.”

“you also.”

And, for both of us.

I went through all sorts of hardships following that lively couple, and Ino also followed me around, so my body was quite tired.

By now Odysseus would be back in the palace and welcomed by Priam again, so we could rest for a while.

Attendants come in, apply balm on our bodies, and massage lightly to loosen tight muscles.

“Hey, Paris?”

“huh?”

“Those people are very interesting, but thanks to them, it’s been a long time since I saw the unnies on Mt.

“Uh, when you want?”

“it’s hard!”

“that’s right.”

He sighs deeply and presses his eyelids lightly. The heat on my head finally cooled as the lady-in-waiting from the side gently blows a fan on the two of us.

My mind has changed.

I think it’s true that Odysseus came to have ‘real’ fun.

well, how is it? Now that I’m back in Troia, it’s no longer my business.

It’s enough for me to recover my physical strength while resting my tired body in the aftermath of the forced march like Ino.

After a day like that,

Two days passed.

It was time for me to return to state affairs.

“Paris-nim, they say there is a big problem in Thrace. Now the king is also calling his servants.”

“what brings you here?”

“It’s called a group of pirates. Countless women in Thrace were killed and men raped.”

“Right.

···what?”

“It happens periodically.”

At my question, the royal attendant bowed and stepped back from the end of the court hallway. When the other soldiers opened the door to reveal the inside of the throne room, they saw the hastily assembled city gentry, princes and princesses.

“Paris.”

Of course, Priam, who sat between them, and Odysseus, who sat near him as a guest.

Behind me, the elders with perplexed expressions came flooding in. Their faces were a mix of bewilderment, fear, and worry.

“Since they have invaded by sea, it can be seen that the coasts of Phrygia and Mysia have already been devastated.”

“This invasion is very fast. Considering that we will already come across the Propontis Sea (the old name for the Sea of Marmara between the Dardanelles and the Bosphorus), we will probably reach Troia in two or three days. It may be sooner than that.”

“The rescue request hasn’t even arrived from Phrygia yet!”

“Those pirates must be advancing faster than their request for help. Maybe this will be good…”

“What do you think is the situation in Dardanos now? Isn’t that the situation where Anchises is in Dardanos?”

“I heard that the beacon was sounded…”

“Beacon? My God, the city founded by the founder of the dynasty did not fall?”

“Regain your peace of mind, everyone.”

Priam lightly taps the floor with his scepter to draw attention. All those who had been chatting among themselves in threes and threes bowed to the king with respect.

“Even though they are a tribe that Artemis protects, in the end they are just bandits among the semi-savage tribes that attack periodically. We have both the will and the resources to stop them, so what are we to worry about?”

These are obvious stories, but it is also a king’s virtue to tell such obvious stories in a timely manner.

Compared to just now, the atmosphere is much more orderly, whispers and conversations continue, but all that information is being delivered to Priam through one way or another.

Conversations in one group are carried by hurried servants to another, and eventually back to the King and Hector.

I joined one of them, listening intently and organizing my thoughts.

A tribe that receives blessings from Artemis.

Those who periodically invade Fricia and Mysia.

Tribal countries on the Black Sea coast…

– “I heard that countless women in Thrace were killed and men raped.”

no way.

I lightly grabbed the old man’s sleeve and asked if he was the royal chamberlain or something with a long fluttering hem.

“Perhaps the name of the savage tribe that invades this time is probably…”

-thud.

Everyone’s attention is focused on the sudden sound.

The attendants, hands clasped together, catching their weary breaths, pretending to be nothing, bowing their heads politely and speaking.

“The pirates have landed with their queen.”

“Everybody arm yourself.”

When Priam solemnly declares, the elders and influential people rush out of the throne room and head to their respective mansions.

Someone catches me on my way to my mansion too. Turning around, it was Odysseus.

Odysseus stood next to me and shouted to King Priam.

“Wise King of Troy, I have a deep friendship with your second son, Prince Paris, who you are proud of, so I cannot escape like a coward in this battle.”

Then, quietly, I let go of my hand and kneel in front of the king.

“I have my soldiers and sailors by the river Scamandros, so I will call them. If you grant me also the right to bear arms, I will fight for Troy’s honor and its people.”

Priam looks at Hector for a moment. Hector nodded, and this time Priam’s eyes turned to me.

‘Are you all right?’

I ponder for a moment at his questioning gaze.

If we let Odysseus help us, we, Troy, will be indebted to Odysseus and Ithaca.

Odysseus could later use the support now to get something out of Troy.

However, debt is also an asset.

“As far as I know, Odysseus, the son of Laertes, is a brave man. It would be a great insult to him not to grant him the right to fight by our side.”

The very career of fighting in alliance with Odysseus may later create some kind of interaction between me and Odysseus, Troy and Ithaca.

It’s not bad.

“I will raise the knife by his shoulder.”

“···i get it. Hector, arm yourself. I’ll be heading to the wall soon too.”

Saying that, Priam fluttered the hem of his cloak and left the audience room through the door behind the throne.

“Thanks for the help. I hope that the friendship between Ithaca and Troia will deepen.”

Hector also looked at me and Odysseus alternately, then gave Odysseus a light look and left.

All that was left in the audience room were the attendants and the two of us.

“Paris-sama, can you tell how urgent you are right now?”

“…If they had landed across the Propontis Sea, they would probably have set foot on the northern coast. The ship where Odysseus’s soldiers will stay will be safe as it will be anchored on the banks of the Scamandros River.”

“thank you.”

After having such a conversation and leaving the palace, the whole street was in the midst of chaos.

“Protect the city!! Citizens, arm yourself!!!!”

“Do your duty!! Raise your arms for the city! Smash the enemy’s neck with that forearm!”

As those who go around beating the gong and inciting people awaken the citizens, soon armed men start coming out from door to door.

Unarmed women and the elderly gather in front of the temples of Ares and Athena to pray as a group or tear cloth to prepare war supplies.

When I open the mansion door, the attendants bring out armor, spears, bracelets, and swords as if they were waiting. Ino was also pacing around the gate with a worried face.

“Paris?”

“Ino, wait for now. The enemies say they’re invading… don’t go outside.”

“Your mother called me? Let’s offer a burnt offering together in Athena’s temple…”

“Then you should just follow that way. Be sure to stay safe!”

“you also!”

While I was talking with Ino, the attendants tightened my belt and tied my shoulder straps tightly. The other attendants also follow behind me, each clad in swords and spears and simple armor.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been fully armed… my muscles are tense.

We left the mansion behind and ran.

Other citizens, regardless of gender, age, rich or poor, all hurriedly ran somewhere. to where you should be.

The place I was supposed to be was in front of the city gate.

After accepting all the refugees coming in, the gate was closed again, and when I climbed the stairs to the top of the wall, Priam, Hector, and Odysseus, who had arrived earlier, were waiting for me.

“Paris?”

“Oh, Theo. You were there too.”

Theo bowed his head with an unaccustomedly serious face, so I received the greeting with trepidation. He points over the wall and reports.

“The enemy is slowly coming up, plundering the houses along the coast. The number of ships anchored on the northern shore is about . . . thirty.”

Judging by the size of each ship at 30, it is a scale that can burn a little less than 100 people.

Up to 3,000 people.

It is a huge scale that becomes 1/10 of the citizens of Troy.

The number of soldiers gathered near the wall must be similar to him.

“You came on purpose. oh my god.”

“Those savage people… there is no day to be quiet for a moment…”

You can see an army of 2,000 soldiers approaching, gradually burning houses and fields under the wall.

Fifteen tanks chase and trample the desperately fleeing refugees. Priam groaned, unable to see the sight, and eventually turned to Hector and me.

“Two of you each take on 500 soldiers and lead three or four chariots. Archers will provide covering fire on top of the castle walls…”

“Your King!!”

Theo hastily snatches the shield from the soldier next to him and pushes Priam aside.

It would be very disrespectful for a single bodyguard to push the king away, but Priam said nothing.

– Kwajik.

Because the king of Troy trusts his soldiers.

And that trust was proved by the bronze spear embedded in Theo’s shield.

I am dumbfounded by the sight.

According to common sense, an object becomes more destructive when thrown from top to bottom. Because there is such a thing as gravity in the world.

However, if a javelin thrown from a low place to a high place exhibits that much penetrating power, the physical strength of the person who threw the javelin is almost superhuman…

“Right!!!!”

A voice interrupting my thoughts.

From nob le mt l. co m

Looking down, there is a general standing on a chariot wearing plated armor.

A person who tied up his rough hair to the extent that it would not interfere with the battle, and wiped his blood-splattered face with the palm of his hand.

Theo drew the spear from his shield and held it aloft, shouting. So that allies can check it out.

“My queen!! Your javelin was blocked by Theo, who serves the royal family of Troy!!!!”

“sh*t! It’s you again!! Bloodlines are also lowly…”

The longevity in front of him orders the rider to stop the carriage and then lightly throws off his helmet.

It is a woman.

“Do you know that, Priam, son of Laomedon?”

“Ask a question first. That way I can tell if I know or not.”

Priam, who avoided the javelin, climbs up the high platform to announce his safety following Theo’s cry.

Then, the longevity grinned. Then, he took a single spear from his waist and took a posture.

“Queen of the Amazons, Penthesilea, has several quality javelins!!!!”

parabola.

All objects on the ground have no choice but to move in a parabolic trajectory when thrown.

No matter how fast a baseball player throws a ball, a certain degree of curvature can be confirmed by looking at the ball’s movement path.

However, I saw the javelin extending from the queen’s hand and flying in a straight line.

Directly towards the heart of Priam.

I didn’t even have time to think.

I hurriedly jumped up, grabbed the shield behind my back, and stood in front of Priam.

And soon, a huge amount of impact bounced off the steel.

When I closed and opened my eyes, I was about a step behind.

It wasn’t a bullet or a cannon ball, it was a javelin thrown by a human being.

The steel shield… was crushed but not pierced.

I picked up the javelin that had fallen in front of me.

The queen and the other charioteers under the wall seemed dumbfounded by the sight.

“A nail… drilled?”

I look around, and Priam, and Hector, and Odysseus, and all the other generals of Troy are looking at me.

I knew what I had to do.

I held the spear high, as Theo had done.

“Pentesileia, Queen of the Amazons!!”

I shout at the top of my voice, trying to push the miscellaneous thoughts that come up in my head.

“I am Paris, the son of Priam!! I also have something to tell you!!

I have plenty of shields to block your javelins! Throw it any number of times!!”

“Wowaaa!!!!”

Shouts resound from the top of the castle walls.

“Paris! Paris! Paris! Paris!”

In line with the heightened atmosphere, the arrows that were loaded were fired all at once towards the tank soldiers under the wall. Although I didn’t hit much, one or two chariots and horses pulled by arrows stopped.

And then, the queen of the retreating Amazon glared at me.

“Come down!! I will avenge this humiliation!!!!”

roaring like a lion.

···what’s this.