Pei Zi Yun looked at Menelaus, who was about to draw his sword, and said coldly, "Menelaus, if I were you, I would not draw my sword. This is the palace of Troy. Do you think that with just the three of you, you can challenge the whole of Troy?"
At this point, Pei Zi Yun's face was filled with killing intent, "As long as I draw my sword, you will no longer be an envoy, but a thug who attacked Troy. I can then kill you legally."
As he said this, Pei Zi Yun's cold gaze swept across the three envoys. Odysseus shuddered as he smelled the scent of death. He held Menelaus's hand and said, "Paris, you are right. We are envoys now and should not draw our swords. However, you have indeed robbed Queen Helen of Sparta and the treasures of the palace. Don't you feel ashamed doing so in front of her husband?"
"Furthermore, if a war breaks out, who knows how many people will lose their lives. Facing this, don't you feel ashamed in front of God?"
Austin's verbal sparring had turned the tables on Menelaus, who had been forced into a passive position by Menelaus' actions.
Pei Zi Yun was impressed. Odysseus's words were always on the moral high ground. Now, all the blame was placed on him.
He could not let Odysseus take away the 'righteousness'. If not, he would have to bear the responsibility for the war against Troy.
"Odysseus, blessed by God, you have attacked our city and even destroyed our home. You stole my innocent aunt, Hesione. What I am doing in Sparta is a reasonable revenge."
As Pei Zi Yun said this, he saw that Odysseus and the rest were about to refute him. He waved his hand to stop them.
"As for shedding blood and causing more people to lose their lives, I know that your fleet has already arrived, so I have a suggestion that can prevent more people from losing their lives."
"I also hope that you can think for everyone. Do not start a pointless war and cause more people to lose their lives."
"Oh, what suggestion do you have?" Odysseus asked.
"Menelaus, the Trojans and Greeks, please put down your weapons. I am willing to duel with you, the king of Sparta, for Helen."
Pei Zi Yun walked in front of Menelaus and stared into his eyes as he spoke solemnly.
Odysseus did not expect Prince Paris to be so difficult to deal with. It was not easy for him to get the justice on his side, but he did not expect Paris to turn the war between Troy and Greece into a duel between himself and Menelaus.
The other party's intentions were clear. He had said that starting a war would cause many people to lose their lives, so the other party had given him a direct solution. He would fight Menelaus alone.
The result of their duel could decide whether Helen stayed or not. If Greece still insisted on starting the war, Greece would be the first to bear responsibility for the war.
"Impressive," Austin thought to himself.
Of course, Pei Zi Yun didn't know what Austin was thinking. He continued, "Whoever wins the duel will bring Helen back. I even agreed that if I lost, not only would I return it to Helen, I would also compensate her with my life and all my wealth. "
Odysseus's eyes narrowed. He did not expect Paris to be so determined. If that was the case, Menelaus would not be able to reject him.
"So, if you Greeks want to fulfill your oath to the gods and reduce the amount of blood shed, be it Greek blood or Trojan blood, then please duel!"
"Unless you Greeks are not here for Helen, but to plunder. If that's the case, I can tell the gods that the Greeks will have to bear the responsibility for the bloodshed."
These words were said with great skill, powerful and resonating.
Odysseus's heart sank. He pondered for a response, but then he saw Paris speaking to Menelaus.
"Menelaus, you are the descendant of Zeus, the king of Sparta. You won't refuse a duel because you are afraid of losing and bloodshed, right?"
These words were harsh. Sparta was a country of warriors. If the king did not even dare to duel with an enemy who stole his wife, then he would not be able to continue as king. Not to mention, he was betting on the honor of Zeus.
Hearing Pei Zi Yun's words, Odysseus's heart sank. He knew that Menelaus had been forced into a corner, and there was no room for him to reject.
Indeed, Menelaus did not reject. He immediately said, "Alright, Paris, we will duel in front of the gods and the people."
"There's no rush. This time, you are the emissaries, and are definitely not suitable for a duel. However, we can sign a treaty. When the Greek fleet arrives, we will duel in front of the Trojans and Greeks, and in front of the gods."
"Alright." Menelaus said. His heart was filled with hatred for Paris, and he was confident in his own abilities. He immediately agreed.
Seeing that Menelaus had agreed, Pei Zi Yun called for a servant to bring a piece of parchment paper. On the spot, they drew up a treaty. There were two copies, with each party holding one copy. Both parties signed their names on the parchment paper.
Pei Zi Yun raised his hands and prayed to the gods. Actually, he knew that he and Menelaus were the cause of this war. Unless there were special circumstances, the gods would not allow him to kill Menelaus. However, he still wanted to test the waters and see if he could kill Menelaus on the spot.
When the treaty was signed, there were even priests who prayed to inform the gods of the treaty. This way, the treaty would be even more binding.
Odysseus's face darkened, and Palamedes's face did not look too good either. They felt that the situation was far out of their control. Not only did they not obtain justice, they were also led in a bad direction by Paris.
Seeing that the treaty had been signed, Priamos nodded his head in satisfaction. Originally, the Trojans had been forced into a passive position by the three Greek emissaries. Who would have thought that Paris would be able to turn the tables so easily?
Although he was a little worried about the duel between Paris and Menelaus, he could see that Paris was a responsible prince. Without the support of the Trojans, he would not be able to avoid his responsibilities.
Furthermore, although Menelaus was a descendant of Zeus, so was his own family. If Paris dared to bring up this matter, it meant that he had some confidence. Thinking of this, King Priamos announced that the meeting was adjourned. He also had a solution. Although the three hateful Greek emissaries were not well received, they were still emissaries. He was also afraid that the three emissaries would be attacked by the angry citizens of Troy.
Thus, Priamos said, "Elder Antenore, in order to prevent the three emissaries from being attacked by the angry citizens of Troy, I implore you to temporarily shelter them in your home."
"King Priamos, do not worry. I will ensure the safety of the three emissaries." The wise Antenore said. He was a little depressed. This was originally his idea, but now it had become the king's order.
The crowd in the palace gradually dispersed, and Antenor escorted the three messengers away. She brought the three messengers back to her home and treated them warmly like a guest. At the banquet, Palamides and Odysseus were a little depressed and worried.
Palamides said in a low voice, "Paris is not easy to deal with!"
Odysseus nodded heavily, agreeing with Palamedes' words.
Paris was not easy to deal with. In fact, he was very difficult to deal with. Originally, he had gradually gained the upper hand in front of the Trojans. It was natural for him to push the responsibility of the war to the Trojans.
However, with Paris' arrival, the situation was reversed. Now, he was in a very passive position, and now Menelaus was in a dangerous situation.
Austin thought for a while and asked Antenore, "Elder Antenore, about Prince Paris, can you tell us more?"
Antenore thought for a while and decided to continue building a good relationship. After all, he was not optimistic about the war between Troy and Greece from the beginning.
"Back then, Prince Paris was herding sheep on Mount Ida. It was said that one day, three goddesses descended and asked Paris to judge who was the most beautiful and give the golden apple to the most beautiful goddess …"
Antenore told the Greeks everything about Prince Paris, including the killing of the siren, the two-headed lizard, and the bearman, as well as the plan he had given.
However, Menelaus was only surprised at the killing of the siren, the two-headed lizard, and the bearman. As long as a hero was prepared, it would not be too difficult.
It was not like he was facing a cyclops. If it was this, Menelaus would have a taboo.
Elder Antenor, Palamedes, Menelaus, and Odysseus continued to enjoy the feast.
"Antenore, Prince Paris killed the three monsters. Who taught him the martial arts?" Odysseus asked. Menelaus did not mind, but Odysseus did. From his point of view, Paris was a powerful fighter, and the fact that Menelaus had accepted Paris's challenge so easily cast a shadow over his heart.
"Paris' martial arts?" Antenore sighed and fell into reminiscence.
"Perhaps it was the grace of God. Paris used to be a shepherd. He had never learned martial arts, but he was very good at archery. He immediately won first place in archery. Only then was he discovered by the king and became a prince again."
Hearing this, Austin thought to himself, Could it be a gift from Apollo?
Apollo was the god of light, music, prophecy, and medicine in ancient Greek mythology. At least, at this time, he was not the sun god Helius. He was good at archery.
"But I heard that he went to the Amazon once and learned Ares' sword and shield technique from Queen Pentecilea."
"Another grace of God?" The three pondered.
According to this, Paris had always been blessed by God. Only the grace of God could explain how Paris could master such powerful martial arts so quickly.
After talking for a long time, Antenore's mouth was dry. A servant quickly came up to pour Antenore a cup of wine. Antenore took a sip and was about to continue when Palamides asked impatiently, "Forget about martial arts, what about knowledge? He doesn't look like a shepherd at all. How did he learn all this knowledge and etiquette? "
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