Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Half an hour later, the three of them had a simple meal and then let Aaron lead the donkey to play in Athens on his own.

Marum is going to go with Anda to see what this Olympics is all about.

The ancient Olympic Games were held from 776 BC until more than 300 AD, lasting for more than a thousand years.

It is also held every four years.

However, what followed was basically a performance by Macedonia and Rome, especially the competition between Rome's many provinces.

Only Athens trembled, watching as others carried forward and expanded upon their own heritage.

It did save some face, at least more than two thousand years later, even though Greece went bankrupt, the Olympic torch still had to be passed from here.

Ironically, for a considerable period of time, polytheism was forbidden in modern Greece.

With strange memories swirling in his mind, Anda walked in the opposite direction from Aaron, but his legs unconsciously led him toward the fishing gear vendors.

Marum earnestly advised:

"Sir, let's go straight to the market to buy fish. We've only been to the fishing spot in the nearby river twice, but the people there have already started laughing at you!"

"I have to resist the urge to tear them in half; it's too agonizing."

Anda, like a gambler who wouldn't turn back until he hit a brick wall, charged headlong into it:

"Bring out your best fishing rods and bait! I'll take one of each!"

Anda pulled off her veil and began pointing and selecting, letting Marum take the ones she had chosen.

He wouldn't answer Marum's question at all; as the master, he could do whatever he wanted.

I didn't even notice when the fishing tackle shop owner touched my hand a few times without my noticing.

After getting his gear ready, Anda excitedly headed towards the riverbank he had chosen:

“I’ve used my psionic powers to check this area; it’s the easiest place to catch fish. You might have to take your clothes off.”

Marum's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Sir, why are you taking off your clothes?"

Anda's face turned incredibly grim, and he became furious:

"I know how those people mocked me the last two times I went fishing! If you really can't catch anything today, I'm going to make you dive into the river!"

Marum breathed a sigh of relief, thinking His Majesty was about to do something else, and said:

"Are you going to put the fish on your fishing hook, sir?"

He was eager to try it out; compared to the other chaotic thoughts in the old man's head, this matter was obviously much more normal.

Serving His Majesty with utmost loyalty is the mission of the Astartes!

Anda's anger gradually turned into a terrifying smile, the sound of which even frightened the stray dogs passing by.

"Hahaha—how could I do something so shameless!"

"Honesty is one of the best virtues of mankind!"

(Tzeentch: You said I recorded it.)

Marum couldn't help but feel admiration. What a noble human being His Majesty was! Even with such immense power, he didn't think of using psionic energy or other means to force the fish to take the bait!

But if he's not going to dive into the water to hook the fish onto His Majesty's hook, then what's the point of him diving into the water?

His doubts were quickly answered, for His Majesty's laughter had become rather terrifying:

"I want you to be in the water, and when you see someone getting hooked, swim over and pull on their hook. Don't pull too hard; just keep those awful fishermen in that excited state of thinking they've caught a big fish."

"Finally, before they get too exhausted, just bait the hook with some small fish, about the size of a finger, and let them catch it."

Anda was smug and proud. The energy he showed in the early stages, as if he were fighting a big fish, was what brought smiles to the faces of these fishermen.

The unbelievable and heartbroken expressions on the faces of these unlucky guys when they discovered that they had only caught a small fish!

Now is the time to put a smile on your face!

Marum had no choice but to remain silent and quietly prepare to complete His Majesty's task.

At this moment, Aaron was no longer so troubled by unachievable goals in life. He was an optimistic person, and even without any form of entertainment, he would simply lead his donkey around the streets and alleys of Athens.

That makes me happy.

Only in Athens can one see a truly large open-air stage, not the simple workshops of Egypt, or the mere scale of the stage in Deutsches, which lacks any artistic influence.

White marble pillars flanked the trapezoidal seating area, with a semi-circular stage built in the middle, occupying a large area, and sliding tracks on both sides for moving auxiliary props.

The area further back is partially obscured by walls; that's considered the backstage area.

But regardless of the area, wherever marble is involved, there are clearly defined patterns and carvings, as well as symbols of gods and even human figures on display.

Without affecting the architectural structure, the Egyptian stage was completely free of these superfluous elements.

My father said that this is called "humanistic spirit," or "something you come up with when you have nothing better to do, something that makes you feel superior and shows your unique taste."

Aaron knew that his father's words always needed to be viewed dialectically; there were certainly some correct points, but there were also parts that were overly critical.

I hope my younger brothers can understand this point, instead of either denying or admitting it entirely.

I found my father's words too enigmatic, so I simply stopped listening.

Talk to the other guys and think it over, and you'll figure out what happened.

It was early morning, and traditional Athenian plays were usually performed close to dinner time. Most people didn't have any entertainment in the evening, so they would go home to sleep after watching the show.

Those who were drinking continued to find pubs to drink.

During the day, the stage is mostly used for scholars to debate and give speeches.

The scholars you see at the Grand Theater are mostly already quite famous, much more so than those in pubs.

Unless the tavern owner is preparing to comment on the ever-rising bread prices in Athens.

Otherwise, the speakers at the Grand Theater would all have a fixed group of admirers and be able to establish their own schools of thought.

Many of them are already teachers at prestigious colleges or are young talents.

However, the topics of their speeches did indeed match the old father's description:

"They're all too well-fed and too idle. They're all so sophisticated, but they're all so useless in practice."

Aaron felt dizzy and confused, and couldn't understand what the people above were trying to express.

Sigh, let's go see a show tonight. We can go shopping somewhere else for now and see what the family needs and buy them something.

How about we send Father a fishing rod?

As Aaron thought this, he was about to get up and leave when his eyes caught sight of a few figures he vaguely recognized.

They are people with innate wisdom who interrupt the speaker's presentation during the speech.

This is very impolite, and even inconsistent with the behavior of Athena's followers.

Is there going to be an academic debate to watch?

Aaron sat back down. Anyway, the fifth brother couldn't understand these people's language, so it didn't matter where he slept. He might as well be too lazy to walk anyway.

Aaron looked over and saw the leader walk onto the stage, his expression one of utter disdain:

"Your words are more childish than a three-year-old's sleep talk. Let me teach you what true wisdom is!"

Chapter 164 The Bizarre Wisdom Within the Brain, A Strange and Unusual Incident (3K)

The person originally on the stage was named Zanshipe. In fact, if Anda were here, he would probably have shouted for Socrates to come and save him.

Because that was the name of Socrates' wife, but that was more than two hundred years later.

Zancipe, a handsome young scholar with an imposing presence, stepped forward and calmly said:

“The followers of Athena that I know would never be as rude as you!”

The one who led the wisdom within his skull was named Aldous, a man of about fifty years old, but whose age was already quite evident.

At first glance, one cannot discern from his appearance and eyes any great wisdom he might possess.

But appearances can be deceiving; he went straight to the point of Zansie's speech as soon as he opened his mouth:

“Young man, you preach to people that peace can only be found by achieving unity of mind and body. In our view, this is utterly foolish.”

"You actually claim that when the physical body cannot do something, one should lower one's spiritual expectations. How blasphemous and foolish that is!"

"The body must act according to the needs of the mind, just as my mind led me to you to refute your doctrines! If we do not stand up to condemn your fallacies when we hear them, that would be disrespectful to the god of wisdom!"

"Because of you, you are turning the people of Athens into fools! Making them complacent and unambitious!"

Aldous shouted loudly, seemingly very familiar with the stage position, able to stand in a position that maximized his physical posture and allowed his voice to be reflected by the surrounding echo walls.

Aaron could tell at a glance that this person was probably a stage actor familiar with the stage.

For some reason, he joined the school of thought on the mind, abandoning art to study philosophy instead.

Zansipe, on the other side, was too young. Although he could retort at the same volume, he wasn't as familiar with the stage as Aldez, and his body trembled involuntarily. He strained to support himself on the table in front of him, saying with difficulty:

"God teaches us not to crave perfection. Blindly following the direction of our hearts will inevitably lead us astray and subject us to God's punishment!"

"Only when the mind and body are at peace can one live a carefree and undisturbed life, in accordance with the will of the gods!"

Aldous burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, fellow countrymen, listen to what he's saying, how ridiculous! Our hearts tell us to pursue a better living environment, more money, and more respect from others. Is that a bad thing?"

"The so-called reconciliation of mind and body is nothing more than a manifestation of their laziness and despicable character!"

“How could God welcome such a person! My fellow countrymen, you must heed our wisdom! Heed the guidance of the God of wisdom!”

"Let your heart guide you to do things that are more beneficial to yourself! If you can't do that, then do everything you can to do it! God only rewards those who dare to strive!"

"If an Olympic athlete is content with achieving the results of daily training without thinking about improving their skills, risking injury, or striving for better results, how can they possibly gain the attention of the gods!"

"Young man! If you have truly achieved reconciliation as you claim, then you shouldn't be showing your face in public, trying to convince others of your foolish reasoning!"

Zancipe was assaulted by escalating pressure, causing him to involuntarily stagger backward, on the verge of falling off the stage.

His face turned pale. He knew perfectly well that the other party was playing games with right and wrong, failing to clearly define the reasonable limits of material and physical effort, and was simply inciting emotions.

But he just couldn't come up with any examples to refute the other party's points; after all, he was still too young and inexperienced.

She fainted on the spot.