I Became a Slave to a Mythical Shepherd

Episode 63. dolon (1)

It was early morning when the sunlight was still not strong and the twilight was still dark.

Gasols gathered in front of the eastern wall of Troy.

There, Dolon stroked the stones.

And, I was amazed at the solidity that did not shake even when I moved it with my hand.

Just as a well-woven fabric does not show the gaps between the neat weft and warp threads,

Even though the stones of these walls had various sizes and shapes, they were interlocked without a gap where even a single grain of sand could penetrate.

These things were embracing Troia, where tens of thousands of people lived.

It was truly the work of the gods. This was the power of Apollo, who ruled the light of the sun, and Poseidon, who created the waves.

How small was the late king who refused to pay for such a beautiful building? How brave and pathetic was he?

The royal family of this country were such people.

In the first place, when the Hittites imposed a trade embargo on the Achaeans, taking the hegemony from Dardanos at the forefront was the secret to Troy’s occupation of this area.

Even now, this country continues to carry out embargoes that do not suffer any damage, and in return, it obtains a huge amount of treasure from its merchants, the Hittites.

In the end, thanks to the protection and support of the Hittites, this city was able to grow to such greatness.

What did the royal family add to this prosperity?

Just this generation, because of King Laomedon’s foolishness, was hated by the gods and suffered terribly from the lion-like Hercules.

Even that strong wall could not prevent the country from collapsing due to the incompetence and arrogance of one king.

He shuddered as he remembered the nightmares of his childhood that now remained scars on his soul.

Cursed demigod Hercules, forever hated butcher Achaeans…

Those disgusting wolves.

I heard that he also had a brother.

Not now. It is said to have disappeared during those nightmare days.

Even now, somewhere in a swamp, an army that Poseidon failed to retrieve prowls to take the lives of the living, who have lost their intellect and purpose.

Countless travelers fall, covered in blood, beneath its scaly arms. They are also someone’s family.

“The time will come to undo all the wrongs. All those times of despair…”

“father.”

As Dolon caresses the bone-hard walls of the mountain range and falls into admiration, his son dares to pull on the hem of his robe and calls to him.

As Dolon turns his head, there is a group approaching, raising dust in the distance.

And at the fore…

“Brother?”

“Sister.”

Dolon forgets his body for a while and embraces his sister with both arms.

“Sister! Do foreign foods suit your palate? Didn’t you get sick or sick?”

“There are three children I gave birth to in Mysia. He has dozens of servants. How many farms are you running?

Do you still have questions about whether the food is right for you?”

At Dolon’s worried words, the sister laughs and throws off her traveling coat. The servants skillfully receive it as it tries to land lightly on the floor. So that you don’t get a single grain of soil on it.

“Everyone fits me well! My husband, who worried so much about my brother being a strange person, is very caring and faithful to me. Even the servants don’t look down on you for being a foreign hostess.

Still, I missed my older brother. How long do I have to tell you that everything is okay?”

“Forever unless you cut ties with me. Please reassure this worried and stupid brother.”

At Dolon’s words, the sister giggled. As Dolon’s wife and children approached from a distance, the sister lowered her head slightly and said to her brother.

More precisely, whispered.

“This is the cloak that my husband asked me to give to my older brother.”

Dolon stroked his lovely sister’s hair and ordered the servants to prepare the palanquin. Dolon tore the inside of the cloak his sister had given him as he slowly sent the Gasols back inside the castle walls.

As expected, a long letter was written on the lining. Dolon skimmed through the top row.

-‘An envoy will arrive soon. Be prepared.’

Indeed, at that time, I did not want to send my sister away, so I opposed it, but in the end, it was fortunate that I married that child to a Hittite nobleman dispatched to Mysia.

Dolon memorized all the lengthy passages under it, then put the cloak over his shoulders.

Soon, another meeting was held in a room deep inside his mansion.

There, Dolon called out to the other bands who remained loyal to the Hittites.

“Soon an envoy from the state is coming!”

Faces filled with anticipation sighed. A glimmer of hope shimmered in their eyes.

“I will tell him. The situation of Troia and Antandros! Our will!”

Silent sighs and prayers flow from his mansion.

and,

“It is said that Dolon, the son of Eumedes, and his sister met.”

“In the end, that’s how it works. It will probably attract supporters right away.”

Hearing Theo’s report, Priam groans quietly.

“Is there anything clear about what you were talking about with your sister?”

“According to the nephew planted in Dolon’s mansion, they just hugged and exchanged greetings for a while, and then went back to the mansion as if nothing had happened.”

“Of course it would. Could it be that he was bragging about something important in front of everyone else?”

After thinking about it, Priam looks at Anchises, who was sitting next to him.

“The cousins, soon Paris and Hector are back. No matter how bad Antandros’ situation is, would it be right to call in like this?”

“Yes, this is right. If hardships cannot be avoided in the future, it would be better to come together and overcome them.”

“…”

“My lord, trust your second son. You are still full of doubts.”

“It’s because I feel guilty for putting such a burden on a child.”

“Didn’t your lord rebuild Troy from ruins at a younger age?”

At Anchises’ words, Priam laughs.

“Your cousin has a knack for lightening people’s hearts.”

“And the lord has a knack for winning in battles.”

Anchises smiled and said.

“Don’t worry. We will win again.”

“Your Majesty, Prince Hector and Prince Paris are returning with Nikis, the former governor of Antandros!”

“Then we prepare to welcome the princes.”

Soon, dawn became morning, and the sun burned away the darkness on the ground in an instant.

When Dolon had just met his longed-for sister at the eastern gate of Troy and had taken the couple with him,

A group stood at the end of a network of roads that ran north from Antandros in the south.

***

– Sabak.

“Hello, dear civilization. Again I go to a world of f*cking mud and gravel roads.”

As I uttered that, Hector, who had instantly become a resident of the ‘world of f*cking mud and gravel roads’, made a bewildered expression.

You can’t deny my words though. I’ve experienced it myself too. Doesn’t Hector himself look a bit uneasy when he leaves the well-paved road he’s been used to for days?

Never ignore Antandros again. Antandros is also a small but great city.

There is the most advanced forge in the world, and Skleos’ right foot and left foot… there is no left foot.

Anyway, the blacksmith’s job is like sh*t.

anyway.

“It’s such a pity to leave this good hometown and go back to Troia. Nikkis, aren’t you?”

“You are indeed right, Lord of Antandros. However, I believe that the new chancellor, Skleos, will do well.”

Now, it will arrive in Troia within a week at the earliest, or within two weeks at the latest.

I’m a bit tired of talking back and forth with Nikis, who became the ‘full-time’ governor of Antandros, so I try to talk to Hector this time.

“Could someday lengthen this road and extend it to Troy?”

“I don’t know. How many towns and nobles did it take to build this road?”

“It was necessary enough to be extremely annoying to go around to get consent.”

“It will be 10 times as annoying as that.”

In the following article, Rome connected the inside of the empire that was forming like a blood vessel, but Troy maintained a national body located somewhere between the ancient federation state and territorial state.

The construction of a long road, and the construction of a road that connects to the royal capital, can only be magically achieved after breaking through complicated political interests. Rome was like that in its early days.

It just adds to my regret.

I licked my lips and walked along the dirt road, which was still damp due to poor drainage.

Still, the road from Antandros back to Troia was better than the road from Troia to Antandros.

All the cities to be visited had already been visited, and the political work to be done had been completed, so he was able to save time by concentrating entirely on moving.

All the roads that I had managed to walk through for months, killing mermaids and damaging mud fields, were now much easier to traverse.

…Probably the impact of breaking the gold plate is great.

Hector and I did not speak to each other, but we shared the same convictions.

“There must have been movement in Troia.”

Hector said to Nikis and I while camping one day.

“After we dropped you from Troia, there must be a group of mermaids trying to kidnap you.”

“I think so too, Miss Paris.”

At Hector’s words, Nikkis nodded as well.

“King Priam has already combined or simplified many of the gods of the Hittite pantheon with those of Olympus.

However, the fact that the power of the ‘sea’ extended to the depths of the kingdom of Troy in this way…”

It would be proof that the forces opposing the king’s actions did not give up.

After Nikkis had said that, he fell asleep and went back to the barracks. Hector and I were the only men on the fire. We quietly pushed the twigs into the fire.

“You are anxious.”

“so do i. I don’t know if this is correct… but it won’t change the fact that you have to stay in Troia.”

When Hector said that, he sighed.

“In just a few days, you will be thrown into sharp conflict. Are you ready?”

“Perhaps. I have the confidence to survive.”

Why didn’t I bring Ino, who would have wanted to follow me all the way to Troia?

It’s not just Ino.

Except for Nikkis, no one has been brought from Antandros.

Because in Troia, there will be many people who are aiming for me and those around me.

You have to survive there.

“…you must have the confidence to win, not the confidence to survive.”

Hector’s eyes reflect the fire and turn orange.

“Now that it has been several months since you first arrived in Troia, by the time we return, the truth about Antandros will have spread little by little. Our knowledge is only slightly ahead.”

Hector picked up a damp twig and chopped the firewood.

“What will happen when the news about Antandros starts to spread? How will citizens react? What about our enemies?”

It was unfortunate.

Priam and Hector, who knew the situation in Troy well, did not know the real situation of Antandros.

On the contrary, I, who knew the truth about Antandros better than anyone else, was ignorant of the internal affairs of Troy.

The only one who grasped both was Anchises… no. The rest of the people who had high hopes for the nobleman are bad.

“I haven’t been thinking about it. Because I don’t know.”

“yes.”

Hector pulls out a twig he had been using as a kindling stick from the flames, and quietly begins to write on the ground with the soot.

“There are several names that you should know, but for now, you can think of the most important name as this one.”

I bent my head to read Hector’s handwriting.

It seems to have been written there.

-‘Dolon, the son of Eumedes.’

***

“Dolon!”

After Dolon’s explanation, countless questioners shouted his name.

“Then when will the envoy from the Hittites come?”

“I understand that the presence of an envoy is indispensable to your plan. Prince Paris will return to Troy soon, but if the timing is delayed, won’t it lead to fatal results?”

“Everyone, my friends. Everyone cool down and calm down.”

At the words of his comrade, Dolon spreads the cloak his sister gave him. The already expensive cloak has long since been torn to reveal the correspondence inside.

“It wasn’t too long ago.

The time has come for the Hittite king to give gifts in return for the embargo to Troy. It is said that delegations are already passing through the territories of Phrygia and Mysia.”

“then···”

Gathered by Dolon’s side, their faces sparkle with anticipation.

“That’s right. The day will soon come when all the injustices of this land will fade away like shadows driven by the sun.

The gods will bring immortal glory to those who deserve victory, and disgrace and ruin to the unjust who should be defeated!”

“at las!”

“How long have I waited for this day…!”

“Then, today’s meeting will end with this. Since the priest passed away in an accident, let’s pray each one of you with a sincere heart.”

Saying that, Dolon sent the guests away and changed into bright clothes.

There were many things I wanted to show my sister who had been visiting her hometown for a long time.

I had to tell her what had changed and what had remained the same.

Among them, it included showing that his brother’s brotherly heart for his younger siblings hadn’t changed.

And, I wanted to tell you how beautiful this city can change.

I wanted to tell you how the goodness and justice of the gods can be realized on this land after the dirty filth of the present is washed away.

Ah, Troy! you, great city! How blessed are you!

You will become radiant again, like the snow-capped mountain peaks that sparkle in the sun’s light. will be the center of the world

Using the power of the mighty Hittite as a stepping stone.