Two-digit girl's journey of spreading fire in the heavens

Chapter 107 The Expedition Begins

"The painting is finished, let's have a look." Myrrine showed the painting.

Siris walked over and took a look. The person in the painting was wearing a long dress that was the symbol of ancient Greece. She was elegant and lazy, noble and indifferent. There was compassion in her eyes, but also majesty in contempt. She was simply lust for power. A combination of detachment and power, a spokesperson for strength and beauty.

"Although it only cost one ten-thousandth of what I spent." Siris touched her chin and said, "But it's still bubbling beautifully, not bad!"

"Tch, it's been so many years, you're still so out of tune, you haven't changed at all." Myrrine rolled the eyes of his wife, full of flair.

Siris picked up a grape from the table and threw it into her mouth, and said nonchalantly, "It's only been more than 20 years, not too long."

"Of course it's not a long time for you, the moon god, but it's half a life for us mortals." Myrrine said with emotion: "So you don't have any secret treasure that can live forever? I was in the reflection by the river yesterday I found another wrinkle on my face!"

"I've said it a long time ago, eternal life has a price."

"What price?"

Siris shrugged: "For example, become a fish."

"Haha." Myrrine couldn't help laughing: "It must be a prank by your gods, otherwise, how could people turn into fish so well?"

"Yeah, people won't turn into fish easily." Siris smiled while stroking the arm hidden under her clothes.

There were some uneven marks there, and Siris knew that there were fish scales growing there.

That's right.

Siris is not godless, in order to make up for the lack of lifespan, she used [Soul of the Carp King].

What awaits her is no longer death, but becoming a carp, maybe 100 years, maybe 1 years, but that is her end.

Sirius has no regrets, because she has something to do.

"When is the due date?" Siris asked Myrrine.

"Next month." Myrrine said a little nervously: "Siris, you must come and bless me when the time comes. It's my first childbirth, and I heard it will be very painful."

Before Siris could open her mouth, Leonidas stepped onto the terrace and refused straight away: "Siris still has a lot of important things to do, don't bother her with your messy little things!"

Myrrine exploded on the spot, holding her big belly and said: "This is not a trivial matter, it is about your grandson!"

"I don't have a grandson like that!" Leonidas yelled. "My grandson should have a brave warrior as his father, not that weak and incompetent bookworm!"

When her father scolded her husband, Myrrine roared in a very filial manner: "Pythagoras is not a nerd, he is a very powerful scholar, and what he studies is called... Mathematics! Even Greek Reese has also acknowledged his talent!"

"But that guy is over 50 years old, and I don't even know which of us is older! Myrrine, you should marry a young and strong man, not an old man half buried in the ground!"

"Who I marry is my business, and I pay more attention to a person's talent than age! Pythagoras is full of talents, and I have endless topics to talk about with him, more than you recommend That Nikolaos is a hundred times stronger!"

"Nikolaus is a good boy, not as bad as you say. I can't see the blindness of love in Pythagoras' eyes. I think he is deceiving you at all!"

"That's because Pythagoras was a scholar, and he had to be sane all the time!"

"That reason will make him abandon you one day!"

"impossible!"

"You will regret this."

"No, I will not."

Leonidas was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he raised his hand to give the filial daughter a big blow, but after seeing Myrrine's big belly, he finally put down his hand.

"Siris!" Leonidas begged the god, "Tell me about this girl too!"

The father and daughter turned their heads at the same time, and saw Siris eating with a plate of grapes while watching the two quarrel, with a look of relish.

Leonidas: "..."

Myrrine: "..."

Siris is also very helpless, after all, 458 BC is too boring.

"Get out of here." Leonidas couldn't keep arguing anymore, and said to his daughter with a straight face: "Siris and I have business to talk about."

"Let's go." Myrrine snorted unconvinced. She picked up the drawing board and said to Siris before leaving: "You must come when I have a baby next month."

"Okay, okay, you can go quickly, your dad can't help but beat you!"

Myrrine hurried away.

"Why do you think I gave birth to such a thing?" Leonidas looked bitter and bitter.

The king who once repelled the Persian army has nothing to do with his daughter. This is probably the happiness of being a parent.

Siris looked at Leonidas, and 22 years had left a strong mark on him. This great king had gray hair, more wrinkles, and a hunchbacked spine. None of these Not telling a fact: as a mortal, he is already old.

"Have a drink, calm down." Siris handed over a glass of wine.

Leonidas took it with a sigh, and downed it in one gulp.But when he put down his glass, his expression became serious.

"Siris, we are ready." Leonidas said: "Soldiers, equipment, food, horses, everything... is ready."

"It's been 22 years, and it's time to be ready." Siris increased productivity and liberated the labor force, not only to repay the people's goodwill, but also for war, for a historically unique expedition.

"Let's go." Siris said: "Leonidas, recommend me the best general, and in return, I will help you wash away the shame of 22 years ago and bring you endless wealth! "

Leonidas patted his chest and said, "Siris, isn't the best general in the entire Sparta and even the entire Luna Alliance right in front of you?"

Siris was stunned: "You want to go too? But this journey is too far away, and I'm afraid it will take several years to return. You are getting old, just in case..."

"It doesn't matter," Leonidas said. "I'm a warrior, and the Shroud of Horse Leather is the best ending for me."

"No regrets?"

"The Spartans will not regret it."

"Then come!" Siris said, "I will replace the death knell at your funeral with victories!"

A month later, Myrrine gave birth to a healthy baby girl, who was named Cassandra, because it was the name given by the moon god himself.

Siris did not come as promised, and Leonidas did not see his granddaughter with his own eyes, because they had already set off with a large army. The entire Peloponnesian League sent 2 troops to the Persian Empire on warships. Go ahead and wash away the shame of 22 years ago.

But Pythagoras, Myrrine's husband and Cassandra's biological father, disappeared without a trace the day after the army set off.

Myrrine could not understand, but she could only accept.

She was lying in a daze on a soft bed in the hospital, and a young soldier in armor walked beside him.

"Meet you again, Myrrine. It's me, Nikolaos." The young warrior said, "I'm here to take care of you by order of King Leonidas. Would you like some water?"

(End of this chapter)