MTL - Astartes of the Bear School-Chapter 841 823 Hippocrates

Chapter 841 823. Hippocrates

 “Heroes, demigods, trials. We can talk about these things later, Phoebe.”

 A steady and melodious female voice came from the other side of the courtyard and gradually approached.

“Stories in myths can last for thousands of years, but now Athens can’t wait even a moment.”

 “Aspasia.”

Lann and Kassandra both turned around. The witcher nodded to the visitor and received a gift in return.

 “I’m glad you’re okay too, Lan.”

A pair of thick eyebrows seem to be carved by black stone, and the combination of the moving facial features makes her look rational and calm in addition to her beauty.

Wearing a long Greek dress, Pericles’ lover and adviser walked towards the two of them.

“You being able to return to Athens at this time, even if it’s just spiritual, is a great encouragement to us.”

Without Aspasia's introduction, Cassandra already called out the bald middle-aged man's name.

 “My friends probably have too much time to take care of themselves?”

 Now, these rooms are obviously being used for business.

After walking a few steps, there is a series of rooms beside the corridor of the courtyard of Pericles's house. During ordinary banquets, guests would have a wild night in these rooms after getting drunk.

Aspasia spoke to the two of them seriously and sincerely.

“Whatever you are trying to do in Athens, a city-state on the verge of collapse cannot do it.”

 Kassandra is a top-notch warrior, but at the same time, she lacks sensitivity in some areas.

 The comedy masters Aristophanes, Socrates, Alcibiades, and a middle-aged man with bald hair that Lan En had never seen before were all frowning in the room.

 Lann and Cassandra followed naturally.

"We both came to Athens with something to do, as you heard. But now it depends on the situation."

Lann stepped forward to negotiate with Aspasia.

As a politician who could be praised by Pericles, Aspasia was so sincere that no one could question it when she needed to be sincere.

"And we, the people, now have no way to focus our energy on anything else except saving Athens."

Aspasia turned sideways as she spoke, making a guiding gesture.

"That's true." Aspasia frowned and shook her head sadly.

 Lan En reached out his hand without leaving a trace and held down Cassandra who was about to speak.

 vomiting, drinking, vomiting again, tearing clothes, men and women, and so on.

 “Hippocrates!”

Hippocrates, the founder of Western medicine.

Even excluding the middle-aged man whom Lan En had never met, this room was equivalent to gathering the best minds and wisdom in Athens.

The falconer's tone sounded surprised. It seemed that she had a good impression of this person in previous contacts and had a good relationship with him.

He pioneered the "four humors theory" of the human body in the nascent period of civilization, and his proposal for professional ethics for medical practitioners, also known as the "Hippocratic Oath," has been passed down to future generations.

Such a person, as long as he is not a particularly awkward person, will not have a bad impression of him. Cassandra is no exception.

 While she was in Argolis, she received a lot of intelligence support from this doctor, and finally found the traces and clues left by her mother.

 But now, the plague in Athens has greatly affected the doctor's mood and emotions. He had a gloomy face and just nodded to Cassandra's greetings.

It is very different from the previous enthusiastic and helpful appearance.

It’s just that in the room, Alcibiades was as out-of-the-box and casual as ever. He was still wearing a robe that exposed his right shoulder and half of his chest. He wore a gold collar in the shape of an olive branch around his neck, and he was fanning himself with one piece or another.

It is also summer in the ancient Greek world. The Mediterranean climate has caused the temperature in Athens to rise to 40 degrees, and the location near the sea can only bring humidity and heat, but no coolness at all.

 But even in this dull and depressed atmosphere, as Lan lowered his head and entered the door, Alcibiades's eyes suddenly lit up with excitement.

 “Ah! in these suffocating moments! My muse!”

 Generally speaking, ‘muse’ refers to the goddess by default, and is used to praise the beauty of women.

 But this was Alcibiades, and his eyes were not on Cassandra, but on Lan.

 Originally, these people were standing around a large wooden table, discussing things. Now Alcibiades unceremoniously used his **** to push away Aristophanes who was blocking the front, and rubbed towards Lan En.

“I’m so surprised, Lan En! How come you’re still dressed so well in such a hot day? Come on, I still have the robe you wore in my room. Let’s change clothes first and then oooh, oooh!”

But before Alcibiades could reach out his hand towards Lan En, Cassandra grabbed Alcibiades' white hair with an expressionless expression.

 And pulled further away step by step.

Alcibiades knew very well how capable the falconer was at fighting, so he, who was always smart and aware of current affairs, did not resist at all, but howled every time he was dragged away.

 Use this alternative method to urge Cassandra to be gentle.

 Finally, Alcibiades was pulled away from Lan by his hair.

 “Hey, Cassandra! Why are you so alone? Trust me, it’s very comfortable when there are people!”

"No." The falconer refused Alcibiades with a smile, crossing his arms as if he could not negotiate.

“I’m used to waiting until I’m full before sharing and changing things, thank you.”

Flannel Ball blinked his eyes and looked at this scene blankly.

Fauber next to him thought it was cute and clicked on its helmet.

 “Hey, kitten! Lan En also put on armor for you!”

 “I’m not a cat!” Fluffy Ball held down his helmet to prevent it from being tilted by Fu Bai. Amid the stunned expressions of everyone in the room, he clarified his identity.

 “I’m Elu, Cat Meow!”

 “Cats can talk?”

Socrates was the first to murmur, and then he smiled excitedly.

 “Aha! This is intelligence beyond human beings!”

 “Elu Cat is. What? Lan En?”

Aspasia was also stunned, and took a few cautious steps closer to the witcher, but kept staring at the flannel ball.

Lan En shook his head: "It's no big deal. The magical cat I met during the journey is now traveling together."

 Considering the current atmosphere, Lan En chose an explanation that was better accepted by others.

This was also Cassandra's first reaction at the time.

 Sure enough, after having a ‘reasonable’ explanation, most of the people in the room immediately accepted it.

After all, Lan En and Kassandra brought the bodies of the Minotaur and the Bearman into the city of Athens in front of the entire city.

 The processed corpse is still enshrined in the Parthenon.

“Flannel ball, you and Fu Bai should go outside to talk first. The things you two have practiced are pretty much the same. Fu Bai’s progress may be higher than yours.”

 (End of this chapter)