I was a priest in the city-state era.

Chapter 25 What's wrong with men eating soft rice
In the ancient oriental world, women had no inheritance rights.

Take the emperor as an example, if the emperor dies without a son, even if the emperor's distant relatives and nephews inherit the throne, it is impossible for the emperor's daughter and son-in-law to inherit the throne.

But in the Western world, women not only have the right to inherit property, but also have the right to inherit identity.

That is to say, the person who will become the husband of Procne and Philomela in the future, as long as he has strength stronger than Erechtheus, can defeat Erechtheus after Pandion's death and forcibly inherit the Athens left by Pandion. Throne of tribal chief or king of Athens.

Because Procne and Philomela were only the second and third heirs, and as long as Erechtheus lived, they could not become real heirs, so Pandion gave them a lot of property as their future dowry.

With these generous dowries, even if they marry far away in the future, they will still be respected by their husbands and in-laws.

"Have I eaten Procne's soft meal?"

Looking at Procne and Philomela who were hiding their faces with veils, Roy didn't know whether he should be happy or not.

Thinking that he and Procne had no lover relationship, Roy immediately frowned and said.

"Princess Procne! Just think that this is a batch of food I borrowed from you. When I return from Crete, I will return this batch of food to you."

"Um……"

Procne also knew that he would not be able to hide from his father Pandion that he lent food to Roy.

If he gave the food directly to Luo Yi, it would definitely arouse his father's suspicion and dissatisfaction.

Seeing that Roy only cared about Procne, Philomela bewitched with a sly smile.

"Priest Loy, let me lend you something too!"

Roy looked at Philomela with a smile and said.

"Princess Philomela, I really can't think of what I need to borrow from you."

"Don't you need arms, arm your sailors?"

Philomela said confidently.

"When you go to Crete for trade, there is a high possibility that you will encounter pirates. At that time, all of you will have to take up arms and fight the pirates to the death."

"You're right!"

Roy nodded in agreement.

"Then what weapons do you want to lend me? Are they fifty bronze spears?"

"How is that possible—"

Philomela rolled her eyes and said.

"Our Athenian tribe doesn't have many bronze weapons. Even my father's personal guards can't have bronze weapons. I can only lend you fifty sharpened wooden spears."

Wooden Spears—

Although it was not a bronze weapon, which made Roy feel a little disappointed, Roy still nodded and said.

"Wooden spears are better than no weapons! Princess Philomela, thank you for lending me fifty wooden spears. After returning from Crete, I will return them to you as soon as possible."

"Who asked you to return it! I am not a stingy person, so I gave you fifty wooden spears directly."

"Then... I'll give you another gift as compensation."

After keeping the gift preparation in mind, Roy turned and said to the boys.

"From today onwards, you are sailors hired by me. Today I will lead you to train tactics that cooperate with each other, so that you can learn to distinguish front, rear, left, right, east, west, north, south. If any of you feel too hard and tired, you don't have to come to me tomorrow. Here. As long as you come to me tomorrow to receive food and weapons, you will have no way out. I am the priest of the goddess Metis, and if you dare to betray me, you are betraying the goddess Metis, the sinner who betrayed the goddess and his family, They will all be punished severely by the gods."

After intimidating in the name of the gods, Roy waved to the boys and said.

"Now I direct you to turn left and turn right, you look at my hand - now turn left together! Turn right!"

Roy kept waving his hands, directing the teenagers to turn left and turn right.

After these teenagers could distinguish the left from the right, Roy led the teenagers to practice running in the square outside the temple.

"Now everyone runs with me, and everyone sings while running. The sun rises from the east, my right hand points east, my left hand points west, the north is in front of me, and the south is behind me."

The teenagers following Roy shouted in unison.

"The sun rises in the east, my right hand points east, my left hand points west, the north is in front of me, and the south is behind me."

Seeing this scene, Philomela couldn't help laughing.

"Sister! This is so interesting. Neither our fishermen nor the Phoenicians train sailors like this. Is Priest Loy really training sailors?"

Procne lowered his eyes and said.

"It really doesn't look like training sailors...more like training soldiers."

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

The teenagers who had been trained by Roy for a whole morning sat on the ground to rest so tired.

Even Roy himself was sweating from exhaustion.

Just when Roy turned his head and looked around, looking for the figures of Procne and Philomela, Procne and Philomela brought a group of servants and maids to bring lunch and food for Roy and the boys. water.

While the hungry and thirsty teenagers were devouring the black bread they were given, Roy had already returned to the stone house with Procne and Philomela, eating roast meat and white bread, and drinking refined wheat porridge.

After eating and drinking, Roy lay on the stone bed and said with emotion.

"My body is really too weak. It's almost the same as that group of malnourished guys. It seems that I will exercise my body and practice martial arts in the future to become a fighter who can fight ten or even one hundred."

Procne and Philomela sat next to Roy, and when he heard Roy's words, Philomela said with a smile.

"You have the status of a priest now. If you can become a hero with one enemy against one hundred, then you are eligible to propose to us."

"Philomela—"

Procne glared at her sister dissatisfied and said.

"Could it be that you are already thinking about getting married now?"

"I'm just telling the truth!"

Philomela said with an innocent face.

"We are the daughters of the leader. A man who can become our husband, even if he is not the leader of a large tribe, should have a noble status and be a hero who can fight against a hundred."

Looking at the innocent Philomela, Procne turned his head helplessly, and his eyes collided with Roy's video.

Roy hurriedly got up and said.

"Princess Procne! Princess Philomela! You stay in the house! I'll go outside to see if those teenagers have enough to eat, and exchange feelings with them by the way."

After speaking, Roy left the stone house as if fleeing.

After only Procne and Philomela were left in the stone house, Philomela climbed onto Procne and whispered.

"Sister, tell me honestly, do you want to marry Priest Loi?"

Procne shook his head without hesitation.

"It's impossible for me and Priest Loy. He is not the son-in-law in my father's mind. Philomela! As daughters, our marriage is completely decided by our father. Even if our father dies, our marriage must be decided by the father." Brother Erechtheus decided. I know Priest Loy will not be my future husband, so I will not have undue feelings for him."

(End of this chapter)