Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 835 817. Exchange of information

Compared to Cassandra, who was physically strong and had excellent fighting ability, Lan En didn't know what happened to Fubo in the past year and a half.

For people like him, this plague would at best make the air slightly polluted.

But for ordinary people, it is a deadly posture.

Now he only hoped that this little girl who hoped to have a magnificent and adventurous life would not die in the city of Athens because of a plague.

Kassandra smiled at Lan En's actions, and then ran towards the houses on the street nimbly.

She can climb cliffs with just one knuckle in front of her finger, supporting the weight of her entire body and equipment.

Walking through the city's residential buildings was like taking a walk to her.

The flannel ball followed, stood on the edge of the street and looked upstairs, and finally jumped up one by one.

Cats are very good at climbing walls.

Two people and one cat were flying all the way on the roofs of houses in Athens, while Icarus chirped in the air from time to time to lead the way.

So in this warehouse-like workshop, the appearance of the semi-finished marble sculptures has undergone many changes.

The placement of scaffolding, pulleys, and other tools was still the same as Phidias's previous habits.

"At least it's better than the frightened look you had when we last met. The plague isn't that scary, right?"

"What are you talking about, have we met?. Wait!"

"Sir, I'm closed. Don't come in! Find someone else."

"If you insist on coming in, then I will have to find guards. They will perform their duties."

His voice echoed within the fabric of the house.

"Phidias!"

Lan En shouted in the sculptor's workshop.

Lan En glanced sideways at Cassandra and smiled.

It just seems that one batch of orders from Phidias was completed and another batch was received.

Lan En called out the sculptor's name with emotion, and Phidias, who was on the second floor, seemed to feel the familiarity of the voice, and for a while he didn't make any more noise and drove people away.

Soon, Phidias's studio was in sight.

It seems that nothing much changed in Phidias' life after he left.

Lan En stayed here for a few days when he first arrived in the ancient Greek world. Now it seems that the appearance of this studio has not changed much.

His voice was listless, filled with wariness and repulsion.

"Your current attitude of driving people out with reason and without giving up any ground is really heartening at this terrible time."

The sculptor's voice came from the second floor.

"Ah, Phidias."

Phidias's hesitant voice came from the wooden corridor on the second floor.

"The world is not easy right now, so we should all be careful. After waiting for a while, I will lower the price to take orders, I promise."

Lan En's acquaintance, the Athenian sculptor with a beard who was almost driven mad and to death by the mental torture of the Cult of Kosmos, poked his head out from the second floor and looked down suspiciously.

Then, after seeing the tall and extraordinary figure, his eyes widened and he suddenly smiled in surprise.

"Lan En?! It's really you! By the gods!"

"Come on, come on"

But Phidias looked excited at first to reunite with his old friends, but as soon as he was halfway through his words, he became ashamed and hesitated. "But... no, you two just came from outside. This, this is too dangerous."

"Yeah, it's too dangerous. After all, there's a plague outside."

Lan En's tone was very natural. Keeping distance from others during the epidemic is not a matter of birth, but of reason.

"Haha, I'm so glad to see you're okay. Let's just talk like this. We just came here to ask you about the current situation in Athens. Cassandra and I just arrived today."

"Thank you for your understanding, Lan En. And you, Cassandra. I'm so sorry, you were standing behind Lan En just now, and I just saw you now."

Kassandra waved her hand with a helpless and understanding expression, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

It seemed that because of Lan En's natural attitude, Phidias' tone softened slightly from his shame.

The sculptor quickly walked to the position facing Lan En on the wooden corridor, holding his hands on the wooden railing and looking down.

It seems like he wants to be as close to his friends as possible.

"I feel so relieved to see you look the same as before. In this world, it feels like a luxury to see something the same as before."

Phidias looked emotional.

It seems that although the plague has not affected his body yet, living in a city where the plague is rampant and where you can see dead people or patients in the process of dying at any time on the road is too much psychological pressure.

Lann smiled, and this smile comforted Phidias.

"The expression on your face now makes me feel like I'm facing Alcibiades. You must not have been affected by his theory of sex and love, right? Phidias?"

"Ha, don't joke with me about this. I just want to sculpt after you, I don't want to go to bed with you."

Under Lan En's atmosphere control, Phidias's spirit relaxed obviously.

This is a state of mind that is very suitable for communication.

"Well, you two were very unlucky when you came to Athens."

After starting to talk about business, Phidias said with emotion.

"This plague seemed to me to have no beginning and no end, and then all of a sudden everyone got sick and died. I don't even know what to tell you. But Pericles said that this plague started in three It started spreading in the city of Athens a few months ago, and there are traces to follow.”

"I'm just a sculptor, I don't know that much."

Phidias smiled to himself.

"People in the city are now panicked. Even the Spartans who are besieging outside are frightened by the plague."

"But when I came, I saw that there were still Spartan troops destroying farmland and cultivated land outside the city."

Cassandra asked, tilting her head.

"Those are all Spartan slave troops. There shouldn't be many Spartan citizens in total, right? I guess."

Phidias shook his head and added at the end. He explained that he was not sure and was just speculating based on rumors.

"And soon, the unstoppable plague may scare away the slave army. Haha."

Phidias smiled dejectedly, reached down again, and pointed beside Lan En and Cassandra.

"Everyone thought that this was Athens disrespecting the great Apollo, so he, who was in charge of the plague, punished people to let people know the price of disrespecting the gods."

“Since people started getting sick, I’ve had many orders to carve Apollo, temple, private, political.”

"Those semi-finished products are the rough embryos after I finished half of them."

"But now, many people who have placed orders have already entered the underworld."

(End of this chapter)