Then, Lycias said seriously: "This time, Athens sent Isocrates to you, Dionia, and knew that I had been here for many years, so he invited me to accompany him to Turi--"

"Are you saying that Athens sent you to Dionia?" Kunogorata looked surprised. Obviously, he did not get any news in advance, thinking that Lycias had just come from Athens to visit his old classmates.

"You know, my father is not a citizen of Athens, so even if I lived in Athens for so many years, I could not become a citizen of Athens. I could not become an envoy. I could only assist Isocrates." Lycias did not understand Kunogolata's surprise intention, and made a special explanation, obviously having some resentment about it.

"Since that's the case, you'd better take these pottery bottles back. I can't collect them!" Kunogorata immediately refused.

"Why?" Lycias was very surprised.

"There was a big deal about Turi's trial of the traitor before, and I believe you have heard of it." Kunogorata saw Lycias nodding, and then said firmly: "I don't want to be the second Polyxis!"

"But... Athens just wanted to express his friendship to you, the Dionian League, and at the same time make a covenant." Lycias said anxiously.

"Now Athens is going to war with Sparta, who will this covenant be directed?" Kunogorata, a political veteran, immediately guessed Athens' motives: "Sparta? No, Dionia does not have the strength to face the anger of the Greek overlord. Sparta's staunch ally Syracuse? Unfortunately, we just signed a friendly agreement with Syracuse."

Kunogorata's words made Lycias a little overwhelmed. Unlike Isocrates, although he lives in Athens, he is not an Athenian citizen and has been excluded from political life for many years and has no political experience. Even in terms of court defense, because he is not an Athenian citizen, he cannot go on stage to defend others. He can only write a litigation speech for others through careful preparation and planning. This has been the case all year round, so he lacks a little urgent wisdom, so he doesn't know what to say for a while.

Kunogorata sighed: "You should take these Athenian pottery first. Since the Athenian messenger has come from afar, the Dionian League must not be ignored. I will make suggestions to the Senate tomorrow to prepare the Athenian messenger."

"It's good, it's good..." Lycias breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lucias." Kunogorata looked at her and asked suddenly: "You have been a citizen of Turiyi before. Have you ever thought of returning to Turiyi and becoming a citizen of Dionia?"

Lycias was stunned.

"In Athens, you are a Gentile. No matter how talented you have, you don't have a bigger stage to play. And come back to Turiy..." Kunogorata said, changing the subject: "Do you know Ansitanos?"

Kunogorata's words made Lycias feel a little restless, and he murmured: "...Well, I know... he is a student of Herodotus, and we often have contacts when we were young."

"Our consul, Lord Davers, once proposed to establish a Dionya Academy in Turiy, and concentrate outstanding scholars from the entire league in the school, whether they are studying mathematics, medicine, or literary rhetoric... They will all enjoy the special salary given to them by the league. While continuing to do their own research with peace of mind, they teach their academic and theory to outstanding students, so that their reputation will be spread to the Great Greece and even the Mediterranean!..." Kunogorata saw Lucias listening seriously, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"In the school, there is a branch specializing in teaching student literature. Ansitanos is not only a senator in the Senate, but also the dean of the School of Literature. While teaching rhetoric, he also wrote his history books. For this reason, he recruited more than a dozen students to impart knowledge. The Senate also specially allocated funds for him to hire some people to search for information in various parts of Greece for his use of writing books... But I think although Ansitanos is unparalleled in historical research,

It is literary rhetoric but not his strength, and this is exactly what you are good at. I heard that in Athens, your litigation speeches were copied and studied by many people as examples. If you can stay in Dionys, our talent-loving Lord Davers will definitely ask the Senate to specifically approve you to become a citizen of Dionys, and serve as the director, professor and student of the Literature Academy, and write works. Your reputation will be as famous as Ansitanos!…”

Only with Kunogorata's understanding of Davers did he dare to say such a promise. But these words were like a stone hitting Lycias's heart, splashing countless splashes and ripples...

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Davers glanced roughly at the information given to him by Ansitanos, and showed a look of surprise on his face: "There is also a large altar of Hercules in the city of Rome. Are you sure?"

"Yes, sir. This great altar is close to the livestock market in Rome. We first obtained it from the Capua merchants who traded to Picosis, and sent people to confirm it. You should know that Hercules once stole the cattle of Gerion and brought it back to King Oressius after a long journey. Therefore, many races who live on livestock in the Western Mediterranean regarded Hercules as the guardian of animal husbandry..." Ansitanos did not think that there was anything extraordinary about Rome's worship of Hercules. On the contrary, when talking about the topic of Hercules, he talked endlessly.

In fact, the activities and research of Hercules in the Western Mediterranean were a special task assigned by Davers to Ansitanos. Because after conquering the Brutis, Davers discovered a strange phenomenon: in the Brutis, there were many altars and statues of Hercules, and the Brutis actually claimed to be "the descendants of Hercules, because their ancestor Brutis was born to the hero Hercules and their queen Valentia."

This statement surprised Davers. A foreign race actually claimed to be a descendant of a famous Greek god, which allowed the Dionys Alliance to find common ground for assimilating the Brutes because they were all "same race".

However, this also made Davers pay attention to Hercules, the Hercules in Greek mythology. What he learned from Ansitanos and others made him realize: it turned out that Hercules was very famous in the Western Mediterranean. Half of the "12 Great Skills" he completed in the legend took place in the Western Mediterranean. This alien among the Greek gods wandered in the Western Mediterranean most of the time on earth. He went to Sicily, traveled north to Italy, crossed Gaul, and came to the Iberian Peninsula. Before stealing the golden apples in Hesparidos' garden (the 11th Great Skill), in order to cross the Atlas Mountains, he used his divine power to divide the mountain range into two, thus connecting the Atlantic Ocean and the Western Mediterranean. This is the origin of the "Pillar of Hercules" in the Greeks.

Hercules reached the mysterious island of Elytiya, the westernmost Atlantic Ocean, the world's most western end, and killed Geluon, took away the cattle, then drove the cattle again, and returned to Western Europe again, and finally returned to Greece... In his adventure story, because his heroic deeds of chivalrous and righteousness were widely circulated, they were loved and recognized by many aliens. In many places in the Western Mediterranean, the legend of him having many children with noble women in the local race was left behind. The Brutis was just one of them...

Davers picked up the research materials again and read them carefully.

Ansitanos was not in a hurry at all. He leaned leisurely against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and began to conceive the history book he wanted to write.

After a long time, Davers closed the pages of the book, placed the information on the wooden table, rubbed his slightly sour eyes, and asked, "Mr. Ansitanos, as a historian, through the information you collected, you wiped away the dust of myths and legends. What do you see?"

Ansitanos opened his eyes. Davers's question was quite interesting, but wasn't this what a historical researcher was good at. So he thought for a while and said, "What I saw was the strong attraction of the elegant Greek culture to these mountain races that were still in the ignorant stage. They all wanted to have a relationship with Greece to show that their origins were not barbaric."

"Yes, this is what we want to see." Davers said with a gentle head, "It seems that we need to build a magnificent temple of Hercules in Turiy and celebrate him every year to enhance the aliens' identification with Dionia."

"Sir, your decision is very wise!" Ansitanos complimented.

"But--" Davers picked up the information on the table and changed the subject: "Mr. Ansitanos, you only see the meaning reflected on the surface of this information. You have not discovered the deeper meaning."

There is a deeper meaning? Ansitanos looked at Davers with some doubt. He had read this information many times before handing over to Davers.

"Look at this-" Davers turned a page and read aloud: "On the way Hercules drove herd back to Greece, a lost bull swam across the Strait of Messina and came to a place called Elex in Sicily, which was collected by a local ruler. After Hercules discovered it, he killed the ruler, took back the bull, and agreed to return the land to the oppressed natives in the area, and made an agreement that, 'Once his descendants appeared in Sicily, the indigenous people would have to return the land to them.'"

"Yes, there is such a legend about Hercules in Sicily." Ansitanos nodded.

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