Mount Ida
It had been more than ten days since the gods last came to Mount Ida.
In these ten days, Pei Ziyun's life had not changed much. The only difference was that he no longer had nothing to do after returning from herding. In order to better adapt to the needs of this world, he increased his physical training.
In Onone's eyes, Paris was the same as before, but he often did some strange movements that made him sweat profusely.
When she asked, Paris would tell her that it was to strengthen his body.
"Hey, ha!" Pei Ziyun finished a set of guidance and slowly put it away. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and his body shook as if he had broken some kind of restraint. Looking closely, there was a glimmer of metal flashing on his body.
"System!"
A small plum blossom quickly appeared and quickly enlarged, turning into a transparent information interface with a faint sense of light.
"Hero: Level 1 (15.3%)"
"Special Skill: Iron Cast Bronze (6.8%)"
"I'm right. Compared to the original world, this world focuses more on physical strength."
"It's only been ten days, and my physical strength has increased a lot."
"More importantly, this world actually allowed iron to be cast in bronze. That's right. In the Battle of Troy, the strongest warrior of the Greek side, Achilles, son of the Sea Goddess Thetis, was cast in bronze. His body was impenetrable."
"Other than him, there's also Poseidon's son Kronos, also iron cast bronze."
"However, I can feel that the targeted training has reached its limit, and I can't improve much. It seems that Paris's talent is indeed limited."
'However, I can try using Legacy and reputation to see if I can improve myself. 'Pei Zi Yun exhaled heavily as he looked around. He then retrieved a small jar from his storage ring.
There were seven silver coins in it, and that was all Paris had.
At this time, the silver coins minted by the city of Dai were very popular. Looking closely, the front side showed a driver driving a carriage, holding a whip in his right hand and the reins in his left. The goddess of victory, Nike, flew over it to crown the horses.
The back side showed a human head and a bull's body. This was the river god Achilles.
"I have too little money!"
"However, I still have some sheepskin that my father gave me. These were originally meant for me to marry, but I can sell them all now. I should be able to get 30 silver coins."
He was still deep in thought when he heard Onone cry out, "My dear, I have brought you not only the milk of a wild goat, but also a wild goat."
The girl looked like she was in her budding years. She had delicate, rosy skin, black curly hair, and a pair of dark brown almond-shaped eyes. Her four limbs were as strong and slender as a deer's. She quickly ran over.
She was dragging a goat, and in her hand was a jar of goat's milk, not the king's goat's milk, but the wild goat's milk of Mount Ida.
In fact, there were plenty of sheep. The hillside was surrounded by boulders. Paris drove the sheep and cows back to the boulders every night. There were also four fierce dogs. They looked like wolves. There were hundreds of sheep and cows, but not only could they not be killed, they even had to hand in the milk. It was not easy to keep some of the milk for himself.
"Come in!" The two entered. Pei Ziyun lived in a thatched hut. The ground was covered with leaves and branches, and a rough wild goat's skin was padded on top. This was the original life of Paris.
Although Onone was the daughter of the river god Cebren, Cebren was just an insignificant river god, and her family was not much better than Paris'. However, she still had a little bit of power. She drove a wild goat over and slaughtered it, offering part of the meat as a sacrifice to Hermes and Aphrodite.
Pei Ziyun said, "All the gods are worthy of respect. We must offer sacrifices to Hera and Athena. They have also descended in glory."
And so he did. Onone was deeply moved and said, "My dear Paris, you will definitely be blessed by the gods if you respect the gods so much."
At this time, dark clouds covered the moon, and the wind was howling. He heard her say, "My dear, drink quickly!"
Pei Ziyun was touched. Although there were wild goats and goat's milk on Mount Ida, it was not something that could be used casually. Onone did not have much herself, so she had probably given him all of her share.
It was just that in the past ten days, he had been training his body and strengthening it. He had to keep up with the necessary nutrients, so he had accepted it. But this was not a long-term solution.
"Gurgle."
"Gurgle."
Before long, the wild goat's milk that Onone had brought over had been emptied by Pei Zi Yun. He then took big bites of the meat. Just as he was cleaning up the mess, another Shepherd came over and shouted, "Paris, the competition in the city is about to begin. Do you want to go?"
"Yes!" Pei Ziyun replied loudly.
The competition in the city of Troy was the highlight. Many of his plans needed to be completed through this competition. Whether or not he could get the first move in the battle of Troy, this competition was crucial.
Besides, this was also fate's arrangement. He wanted to try and see if he could change some things — the matter regarding Athena, he dared not. Again, the outcome of the Battle of Troy had already been written in the script by the gods. It would be fine if he changed it gradually, but if he changed it all at once and chose Athena, it would attract the murderous intent of Zeus.
Paris was just a mortal. If he changed the script, it would be natural for him to choose a new prelude.
Therefore, he did not dare to do so.
But some things could be done subtly. Once it accumulated, Zeus could not overturn it and start all over again.
Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun turned to Onone and said, "My dear Onone, when I win the competition, I will have the money to marry you."
When Pei Ziyun said this to Onone, Onone was very touched. But at this moment, she had a bad feeling in her heart. She quickly reached out and said, "Paris …"
Onone wanted to stop Pei Ziyun from participating in the competition, but the moment the words reached her mouth, for some reason, she became numb and could not speak.
She looked at Pei Ziyun and comforted him, "Don't worry, Onone. I will definitely win."
Pei Ziyun's tone and attitude were resolute. His words at this moment gave Onone a sense of tragedy, as if he was not participating in a competition but was going on an expedition.
The competition in Troy was actually a sports competition in the future. In the ancient Greek world, this was an activity that commoners, even the untouchables, could participate in.
The most outstanding among them would be able to win the support of the gods, and even the recognition of the gods.
Because of this, many people would choose to participate in the competition to obtain opportunities.
The so-called Olympian Games were actually the most famous of all the competitions. The nature of the games was the same.
Pei Ziyun said goodbye to Onone and went down the mountain alone.
Standing on the mountain, Onone watched Paris go down the mountain. Her heart was filled with fear. How she wanted to tell Pei Ziyun not to participate in this competition. How she wanted to accompany Paris as he left.
However, a force suppressed all her actions. She only heard a soft sigh in her ear. "My daughter, this is the will of the gods. You cannot stop it."
It turned out that the River God had acted in time to stop Onone. The gods would not allow anything to happen during the Battle of Troy.
Onone covered her mouth with her hand, and tears flowed out of her eyes, instantly covering her entire face.
City of Troy
In the mythological version of the Battle of Troy, the size of Troy was much larger than before. The entire city had a population of about 50,000. Although in the original world, a city of this size was not worth mentioning, in this era, it could be called a giant city.
It overlooked the bay. The fertile land outside the city was lush with olives, grapes, and wheat.
The city had eight city gates, and the streets and alleys were scattered everywhere. In the center of the city was a huge square. In the square were the shrines of Zeus, Athena, and Apollo, as well as some small temples. On the bustling streets, the sun shone on the marble buildings.
Pei Ziyun walked on the street, carrying a heavy bag in his hand. He entered and left the shops on the street. In a short while, he disappeared with his bag.
As he walked on a secluded street, Pei Ziyun heard a bardic singing. This bardic's voice was sometimes loud, sometimes passionate, sometimes low, and sometimes soft. A beautiful song came out of his mouth, as if a soul had been injected into it.
Pei Ziyun smiled and went forward to stop him.
"Great bardic, your voice is so beautiful that I was attracted by it. Under the guidance of the gods, I came to your side."
"If you don't mind, I would like to invite you to the tavern for a drink."
The bardic looked at Pei Ziyun and said, "Thank you for your sincere invitation."
In the tavern, after a few drinks, Pei Ziyun was a little tipsy. "Tomorrow, the city will be holding an annual competition. This time, I will be participating."
"I also know that there are bets for every competition. This is something that the gods allow." Pei Ziyun paused for a moment, then said, "Let me tell you a little secret. I sold all my belongings and exchanged them for coins. I have a total of ten silver coins, and I bet all of them on myself."
"I have a business deal to discuss with you."
"Oh?" The bardic was slightly surprised. Ten silver coins was not a small sum. For such a small character, the odds of winning and losing were usually more than ten. If he won, he would get a hundred silver coins.
Although the bardic had drunk quite a lot of wine, and his eyes were hazy, if one looked closely, one would realize that behind his hazy eyes, there was a clear mind.
Pei Ziyun said, "If I lose this competition, then there is no need to say anything. But if I win, I swear on the name of the gods that I will give you all my winnings, a total of a hundred silver coins, as long as you write a poem for me. How about that?"
The bardic looked at Pei Ziyun deeply, and slowly nodded his head, agreeing.
What Pei Ziyun asked of him was not difficult at all. Usually, when he wrote poems, many of them were based on the people in the city. This time, Pei Ziyun had asked for such a high price. If he lost, he would not lose anything. If he won, he would be rewarded handsomely. There was no reason for him not to agree.
It was just that this young man was really confident. He asked, "My name is Gesne, what is your name?"
"Paris!" Pei Ziyun said confidently.
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