Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

"Father, what is grandfather's name?"

He asked, "My father has just started snoring. He never used to snore when he slept. Is this his way of getting back at them for ignoring him before?"

Aaron sighed helplessly and didn't bother to ask further, lest they appear to be begging the old man for something.

The journey to Asia Minor was relatively smooth, as the entire region from Macedonia to Asia Minor was enveloped in a historically Greek world.

Egypt and Persia were other civilizations encountered on the journeys to Africa and Asia, respectively. Even though they each had their own mythological systems, this did not affect the cultural independence of the Greek world.

The three regions exchanged resources and influences, but Greek culture, due to its unique advantages, ended up influencing the other two regions more.

They traveled all the way to Mendes, a city on the outskirts of Asia Minor, where they found familiar cultural styles and similar architecture.

Mendis was an obscure little city-state with no king or governor, and its city walls were open in two directions, offering no defense whatsoever.

This place is not a hub for caravans from all directions to exchange ideas, so it cannot be said to be without value, nor is it a strategically important location.

To reach a major city-state, one must travel directly east from Athens in the south, crossing a relatively small bay to Asia Minor.

This also gave the people of Mendes a long-awaited peace. They could not develop by taking advantage of the situation, but they also did not have to worry about being conquered.

As for the Anda family choosing this route, it was simply because they were too lazy to take a detour and wanted to go straight.

Incidentally, this also avoids the risk of going to big cities, where there might be more people threatened should any demonic disasters break out.

Of course, people in small towns also have lives, and Aaron could only hope that they weren't so unlucky as to choose such remote places. He wondered if there were any demons among them.

Chapter 475 Andana Angron Nesting, Medusa's Skull (3K)

Fortunately, the drachma can still be used here, so there's no need to worry about currency conversion.

Aaron left the donkey cart tent to go find a house to rent, Anda took Little An to go fishing, leaving Marum alone to look after the house.

The old man doesn't need anyone to protect him, after all, Xiao An can take on the entire world on his own at this stage.

If the immortals don't intervene, no one can stop them.

Mendis has a permanent population of just over four thousand, and it is more like a combination of several larger villages.

The locals traded with ports in the Gulf southwards, and their food was supplied through farmland, which made them self-sufficient.

It is said that some people exiled from Athens would stay here and could stand on the shore and look back at their hometown.

Although the population is small, anglers still exist.

Just as the systematic use of tools for hunting was one of the hallmarks of progress for primitive humans, fishing, after satisfying basic dietary needs, has become a skill or even a discipline that has been passed down through generations.

After all, who doesn't like fishing?

This is practically an ancient form of gambling; no one knows how big a fish they'll catch when they cast their line.

"Whoosh—I've snagged a great spot! There's no such thing as feng shui here, but I'm pretty sure there's a big fish out there!"

Anda's dog nose found the riverbank where the locals in Mendis were fishing, picked a spot to sit down, and started preparing his fishing rod.

Xiao An stayed obediently hanging on the tree by the riverbank, and asked curiously:

"Dad, don't we need Sigma?"

In Xiao An's eyes, Sigma was not an automatic fishing machine, but an important member of the family who brought in fish, and in many cases, he was more important than his incompetent father.

Anda confidently spun the line, revealing a set of white teeth that gleamed with a silvery sheen:

"No need. I was just unlucky in Athens and Macedonia. I should be free of bad luck in this new place. It's just fishing, easy peasy."

Two hours later, having gained nothing, Anda stood up and walked toward Anglon.

Xiao An was almost asleep, perched on the tree trunk. Seeing his father approach, he hurriedly asked:

"Dad, did you catch any fish? If not, there must be something wrong with this place. Let's go somewhere else. If all else fails, I'll find a tree branch and gnaw it into a harpoon to catch fish for you."

As Xiao An spoke, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and finally saw that her father's face was terribly gloomy.

He quickly covered his mouth to avoid saying anything that might upset his father.

A strange scene was reflected in Xiao An's increasingly frightened eyes.

Suddenly, a strange expression appeared on Anda's face, a stiff, ambiguous smile, similar to the fake people he had seen before, whose faces were different from his own.

Dad spoke up: "Xiao An, do Dad a favor. Dad would never be wrong—"

His throat began to hoarse, and he could barely speak clearly, but with each opening of his mouth, a thin stream of saliva could be seen pulling out between his lips and teeth.

"Go down to the bottom of the water and see if there are any fish!"

“Marum used to lie underwater, but he was too big and scared the fish. You're small enough to fit perfectly in, and you can even act as bait to attract the bigger fish—”

Upon hearing this, Xiao An gasped, her hands trembled, and she almost fell off the tree branch.

Xiao An's brain began to process what her father, with his terrifying expression, had just said. Her first reaction was:

Dad wants to feed him to the fish, boohoo—

He did indeed tremble, and Anda, whose expression became increasingly distorted, reached out and caught him.

Xiao An had never felt her father's embrace so cold and heartless.

His perspective began to shift as he was carried by his father towards the riverbank.

"Don't be afraid, don't scream. Your brother has been lost in the river before, it's okay. Look how well your brother has grown up, everyone loves him."

Xiao An cried out in panic, "Dad, I'm scared! I don't want to be thrown into the river!"

"You are the Primarch, the most powerful material life form in the entire galaxy. How deep is this river?"

Anda comforted his son, his tone and expression resembling those of a psychopath from a horror movie.

"If I can even abandon my son, what can't I do?"

His lips moved, and he muttered those words. He just wanted to catch a fish through his own efforts; was that wrong?

As she spoke, Anda stood on the edge of the riverbank, a smile on her lips, holding her son in her hands and stretching them out over the river.

As soon as you let go—

“Abraham, God has known your piety and has chosen a sheep from the forest instead of your son.”

Unfortunately, no angel descended to say those words.

But Anda didn't succeed, because his strange behavior attracted the attention of other fishermen.

At first, people thought it was just a fisherman's crazy reaction after failing to catch anything.

But gradually, the man's actions became strange, even sinister.

I have to say, this guy is quite handsome, but how could he bear to throw his son into the river just because he didn't catch any fish!

Driven by a simple sense of morality, these fishermen rushed up to Xiao An just before he was thrown into the water to bait the bait.

Some people even braved the cold winter river to jump in beforehand so that no one would stop the children from falling in.

With a roar, the crowd pounced on Anda, pinning him to the ground and snatching Xiao An away to protect him.

Two burly men each pressed down on Anda's left and right shoulders, rubbing his handsome face against the edge of the riverbank.

Another fat man sat on Anda's waist to keep him from moving. Anda's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to speak.

Someone ripped off his belt and stuffed it into his mouth, leaving him only with helpless sobs.

The crowd began to lament and exchange thoughts:

"What a waste! How could such a handsome man be so crazy as to throw his own son into the river?"

"He must have been bewitched by the devil; we must send him to the temple!"

"Look at his crazed appearance, those eyes, he's probably possessed by a demon. Alas, although we pity your face, you actually had the heart to throw your own son into the river, it's truly unforgivable!"

"Perhaps they were deceived by the river god. We all know that in legends, the river god loves to play tricks on people and even demands sacrifices!"

"Alas, may Zeus punish these unrighteous spirits and prevent them from corrupting humanity."

Although the fishermen were attracted by Anda's handsome appearance, their strong sense of justice drove them to overcome their desires and choose to punish him!

Aaron had just finished renting the house and was looking for the old man along the riverbank.

He was already familiar with the process and knew where to find people to rent or sell houses.

You can also get to know these people and learn about some of the major events happening locally.

It is said that someone stole a statue head from a caravan in the south. All the hair on it had been cut off, leaving only the face of a woman.

The man seemed to be evading some kind of pursuit, and he also had injuries on his body that could not be caused by common weapons.

At most, local doctors will burn herbs to make you feel like you can breathe easily, or even stimulate your nasal cavity to make you feel alive.

The rest relied almost entirely on the will to survive; even minor ailments like headaches and fevers couldn't be cured.

This person obviously couldn't be saved.

The statue's head was then sent to the so-called city lord's residence, which was also the location of Mendis's rudimentary administrative offices, a dilapidated two-story building.

We don't know which caravan owns it, but we can return it if someone comes looking for it.

Strange things have been happening in the room where the statue is kept these past few days. It is said that some people have seen a figure projected in front of them by the curtains on rainy days. The figure is stiff like a stone, but it is headless.

These kinds of casual conversations in small towns quickly spread, but everyone just treated them as amusement and no one took them seriously.

Until one night, a young man sneaked up to the second floor, stole the head, and disappeared.

People assumed that some young people were unwilling to stay in this small place for the rest of their lives and wanted to take the lead in seeking wealth and prosperity in a commercially thriving area, so no one bothered to investigate.

After all, you can't stop young people from making money.

The most terrifying part of the whole story takes place here. A few days later, the young man's body was found—headless.

The head of the stone statue was placed precisely on the corpse's neck.

People buried the body, put the head back in its original place on the second floor, and left it alone.

The story ends abruptly here. It can only be said that stories born in remote environments can only stay at the very beginning, without even an ending. It sounds full of loopholes, and the characters in it seem to have no common sense about reality.

It's estimated that it will be difficult to find any follow-up information.

However, the early myths born in the wealthy lands of Athens were just as fantastical, and it wasn't until playwrights began to study what elements a complete story should have that the stories they created acquired literary value.

Aaron thought that on his last day in Mendis, he would go and see what that thing was. He remembered another strange head, but that head had hair, which was actually made of snakes.