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Chapter 316

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Just after Aristotle left the city of Yaren, the emissaries of the Potz Empire also arrived. They put new pressure on the military and political officials of the city of Yaren and threatened: "If you join forces with Macedonia and betray Potz, then Potz will fully support Gebados and completely destroy Yaren! You are far away from Macedonia, but closer to Gebados! Please don't forget, it was you who made the decision to ask for help from Potz, why are you going back on your word now? You will definitely be punished by the gods for this! "

The city of Yaren had reluctantly agreed to form an alliance with Macedonia. In fact, they would rather sell the interests of the Heaton Peninsula to the faraway Potz in exchange for the position of hegemon than yield to Macedonia on the Heaton Peninsula. Under the threat of the Potz people and the new promise, Yaren changed his mind and decided not to let the alliance take effect. He sent the high priest Merlin to lead assassins to assassinate the emissaries.

This was a top-secret operation. Whether they succeeded or not, the identity of the assassins could not be exposed.

Therefore, Merlin brought two supreme warriors, three mages, twenty-four elite warriors, and even dressed like the Gebados. This lineup was more than enough to get rid of Aristotle's emissaries, and it was also very thoughtful. Unfortunately, they failed.

Not only did they fail, but they were all captured alive. Not only were they captured alive, but they were also publicly paraded with their hands tied. Not only were they recognized, but they were also watched from thousands of miles away.

The worst-case scenario that he could imagine with his imagination had all happened! Was this the punishment of the gods? What they feared the most happened.

A bound supreme mage, as an assassin who was captured by mistake, walked thousands of miles with the other captives, enduring indescribable humiliation. At first, Merlin was ashamed and angry, and the resentment in his heart was also indescribable. But along the way, he was watched too many times, and he had to calm down. Gradually, he came to understand that this was what he deserved.

Yaren betrayed the alliance, and he actually wanted to kill the Macedonian emissaries to silence them. This kind of despicable behavior was despicable. Otherwise, the assassins would not have dared to expose their identities. He was the commander of the assassination, and now the result was his own doing. What reason did the people he assassinated have to cover up for him?

For a time, Merlin was numb, just like a walking corpse. However, when Aristotle's convoy encountered the second assassination attempt, his thoughts churned and he thought of more things. The primary target of the reinforcements sent from Ya Lun City was not Aristotle's emissary group, but the captives who had been captured by mistake. The great warrior Moira scolded the commander of the second batch of assassins for being scolded by Medanzo. Merlin heard all this but did not say a word.

When they entered Macedonia City, Merlin, who was tied up, became calm instead. He knew that it was impossible for him to return to Ya Lun to serve. Even if he was ransomed as a captive, he did not intend to go back. In terms of personal glory and the reputation of the city, this experience was a disgrace.

When he was placed in a comfortable residence, and King Philip II of Makedon personally came to "interrogate" him, Merlin simply said everything, and then asked calmly, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do with me? Do you want to sacrifice my head to the flag and send an army to punish the Ya Lun people? " Philip II replied, "The city of Ya Lun is self-destructing, and the entire Heaton Peninsula, including the Ya Lun people, needs to be saved by the gods. From the moment you were captured, your personal mission has ended. From the moment you were assassinated by the second batch of assassins, you have been abandoned by Ya Lun. The gods have given you a chance to choose again. May I ask if you are willing to be loyal to Macedonia?

I will not kill you. If you refuse my request, I will let you go. " Merlin only thought about it for a few breaths, then he got up and bowed, swearing allegiance to Macedonia. In addition to him, the great warrior Moira and the others also submitted to Macedonia because of their own considerations. They had suffered all kinds of humiliation along the way. As long as they were still alive and did not want to give up, they must wash away their shame through achievements and glory. Philip II gave them the best advice. "I can ask you not to attack Ya Lun, but to deal with the Boz people on the battlefield in the future!"

Philip II was willing to patiently subdue these captives, on the one hand, to show the ambition and generosity of a monarch, and on the other hand, of course, it was related to the oracle of Zeus. The oracle did not say who the person who was very important to the Kingdom of Macedonia was, so Philip II had to deal with it carefully.

After dealing with the captives, Philip II carefully asked Eisen, the captain of the diplomatic mission's guards, about what had happened along the way. He was very interested in the matter of Amon and Medanzo, and asked his aides to investigate. The results deeply shocked him.

The information that a kingdom's intelligence system could understand was, of course, far beyond what an individual person usually saw and heard. When Philip II saw all kinds of information mentioned by his aides, he already knew who Amon was, but he could not believe that Aristotle had actually brought back a god from a foreign country!

Amon's identity was both special and embarrassing. He was not the god that the Hidonians believed in, but he had come to Macedonia as a friend and follower of Aristotle. This determined that Philip II could not pay respects to him as if he were a god, nor could he listen to him as if he were listening to the oracle. But Philip II, a noble king, had never seen a god with his own eyes. He was very eager to see Amon, but he did not know how to meet him.

Philip II hesitated for several days, and finally summoned Aristotle into the palace to consult him in private. Aristotle smiled and asked, "Your Majesty, you can't receive him as you would a god, but you are afraid of being disrespectful and being blamed by the gods, is that right?" Philip II nodded and said, "Yes, he is not the god that I believe in, but he is a god after all."

Aristotle asked again, "Your Majesty, do you know how we should get along with the gods, and how we should view them?" Philip II moved his buttocks forward from the chair, leaned forward, and said, "Please enlighten me, Sir!" Aristotle replied, "For the beliefs of man, God is a happy and perfect self-realization in pure thought, and the true God is an existence that transcends this world. The world that we can perceive is imperfect, there are all kinds of life and desires, imperfect thoughts and desires, and all living beings can more or less feel God. "

Philip II shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Sir, I don't understand.

Aristotle smiled and said, "Then let's talk about Tongmeng. He is a friend I knew in my early years, a child who grew up in the town of Duc, retired Supreme General Eygut, and now a traveler in Macedonia. The person you will meet is him, and he is not perfect in this world. How he is depends on his purpose in coming to earth. If Your Majesty wants to see him, it depends on Your Majesty's purpose. You can do it in your own way, as long as it is reasonable. "

Philip II nodded and said, "Oh, I see, thank you very much, Sir!"

The next day, Philip II ordered Aristotle to be rewarded and hosted a private banquet in the palace. At the same time, he also invited the two heroes who had helped the delegation on the way to attend the banquet. Philip II wanted to express the gratitude of the Kingdom of Macedonia in person. Amon and Medanzo followed Assyria to the palace, and Philip II finally met the gods.

If Philip II did not know the identity of Amon, as a King, he would only sit there and wait for the eunuchs to inform him, but at this moment, he personally came to the door of the banquet hall. Aristotle walked over with Amon and Medanzo, and introduced the two 'heroes' to the King. Amon also bowed to Philip II naturally.

Philip II hurriedly stepped forward to stop them and said, "Two heroes, there is no need to be so polite. Today, I specially prepared a banquet to thank you." After taking their seats, the King took the initiative to toast, and Amon also calmly raised his glass. Philip II had many questions in his mind, but the first thing he said was, "Mr. Amon, you have been to many places, may I ask why you have come to Macedonia?"

Amon replied, "I came to the Heaton Peninsula to travel, and I wanted to see Mr. Aristotle, so I came."

Philip II asked again, "After coming to the Heaton Peninsula, how do you see the situation here, and how do you see the future of the Kingdom of Macedonia?" Amon smiled and looked at Philip II, saying, "It is up to you, not me. I would like to ask, what is Your Majesty's vision for the future of the Kingdom of Macedonia? "

Philip II replied: "My idea is to unite the entire Heaton Peninsula into a unified alliance, and it was because of this that we were able to repel the attack of the Boz. And now, because of the internal strife in Hilton.

The Boz people will make a comeback. "

Amon smiled again. "In fact, both Yaron and Gebadah had the same idea, but they used the wrong method and were destined to fail. You have the hope of fulfilling your vow, but there are many enemies on this path, and if the day comes when your vow is fulfilled, you will find that it is not the end of your desire. " Philip II sighed. "Of course, a vow is not easy to fulfill, but no matter how many enemies there are, I will do my best. If that day really comes, then we can talk about other things. I am not a god and cannot understand more."

However, Amon shook his head and said, "I used to think so too. I thought that the vow of the human world was not simple, so it was not easy to fulfill. It was only later that I realized that the simplest vow was the most difficult, and there were always more desires driving people forward.

Your Majesty King, I admire your courage and ambition, and wish you good luck! "

Following that, many topics of military, politics, and the situation of the mainland countries were discussed at the banquet, none of which went beyond the scope of human affairs, but Medanzo was the most talkative. Amon did not make things difficult for Philip II, nor did he disrespect the King and the gods that the King believed in. He behaved very calmly and naturally. Whether he was a god or not, he was that Amon.

Perhaps because of this, Philip II felt uncomfortable, and the King even felt vaguely uncomfortable. He was not disrespectful to Amon, but subconsciously did not want to get along with Amon face to face, because it did not feel good. When Amon spoke, he looked straight into his eyes calmly, and his gaze seemed to be able to see through his soul, which made a king quite uncomfortable.

Who would look at him like this? Who would talk to him like this? Philip II would rather offer sacrifices to the statue of the god on the altar than subconsciously drink with a "mortal" like this. Amon did not deliberately put on the airs of a god, nor was he arrogant. He just said a few words calmly, but it made Philip II, who was usually praised by the people, feel a little uneasy.

Offering sacrifices to the gods on behalf of the people also meant having the supreme glory bestowed by the gods in the human world: it was a completely different feeling to sit at the same table with the gods and drink with caution, not daring to breathe, and feeling uncomfortable all over.

After the banquet, Philip II personally saw the guests to the gate of the palace, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Amon did not make any more requests, and Philip II could not make any special arrangements, so he still let Amon live in Aristotle's mansion. He did not want to see this god again, but he could not let go of this matter, so he ordered his son, Alexander, to go to Aristotle's mansion more often to consult his teacher.

Aristotle was Alexander's court tutor, teaching him all kinds of knowledge. In the past, the location was, of course, in the palace, and the time was also convenient for Alexander. But now the situation had changed. Philip II specifically told his son to go to Aristotle's mansion every day to listen to his teachings, and also secretly told him the identity of Amon.

It was not difficult to understand why Philip II would do this. After all, Amon was a god, with abilities that mortals did not have, and secrets that mortals did not know. Although Philip II did not believe in Amon, there was a god in Macedonia, so how could he not want his son to gain some benefits?

As for what he could get from the god, it depended on Alexander's own luck.

Aristotle was, of course, well aware of the King's narrow-mindedness, but he never pointed it out. From this day on, the location of Alexander's lessons was changed to Aristotle's mansion, and Alexander would come every day, sometimes to study, sometimes to greet his teacher. After Aristotle finished his lessons, he would let the prince play in the mansion as he pleased, and he could go find whoever he wanted.

In Amon's view, Aristotle might be the best teacher for Khiton, and Philip II was indeed very insightful to be able to invite him. But Alexander's student did not think so. He was the son of Philip II, the future heir of the Kingdom of Macedonia, and he could have anything he wanted, and he could learn anything he wanted according to his interests. He was not a young miner in the town of Duc.

Alexander was naturally active, and preferred martial arts to literature. In his eyes, Aristotle was more or less a pedantic old pedant. Out of respect for his teacher, the prince often bit the bullet to learn all kinds of knowledge, but only for the sake of completing his tasks. He only hoped that the lessons would end soon so that he could go riding and hunting, or gather the guards to practice military formations.

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