Vol 6 Chapter 215: Riot (2)

As one of the original supporters of Dionysius, after Ortigia became the
Acropolis
of Dionysius, Herolis was also invited by Dionysius to move to Austria. Tijua Island, only a few times he has euphemistically rejected, on the grounds that his ancestors colonized Syracuse, who have lived here for generations, have never had a relocation, and have become accustomed to life here. Moreover, his sleep is not good, and it is easy to wake up when he hears the sound. The evening sound of Ortigia is too loud and he can't adapt.
Dionysius did not insist on it, but perhaps this was the beginning of his dissatisfaction with Herolis.
The house of Herolis is not too far from the city hall. It walks on the west side of the square, crosses the street of the theater, goes two hundred meters to the west, and walks past the rich area. His home is located in the civilian area. Near the junction of the rich area.
Phillips strode forward, and the guards carefully guarded him in the center. These guards were mercenaries, and they were rejected and even hated by people in Syracuse, so they were against Dionysius. Very loyal.
The slave who opened the room saw that Phillips was knocking at the door, hurriedly ushered him in, and said: "The owner is in bed."
"Is the injury to Herlis serious?" Phillips asked with concern.
"The owner's head was broken and a lot of blood flowed! The doctor just came over and said that the owner needs to rest and rest... Oh, the scene is terrible! Those who should go to hell! Adults, please be sure to catch they!……"
Phillips frowned. He didn't answer the request of a low-lying slave, but it was not good news for him to be seriously injured and unable to do things.
In the hall of the main building of the house, Phillips is ready to go upstairs.
The slave was in a distressed color, glanced at him behind him and said, "Adult, look..."
Philipistos had just paid attention to the matter and did not pay attention for a while. Only then did he realize that no matter whether it is a Greek civilian or a nobleman, according to traditional customs, the upstairs of the main building is the head of the family and the son-in-law’s bedroom, and the outsiders generally do not Allowing to set foot, he himself is also a good friend of Herolis, often come here as a guest, has never been upstairs, but today is a special case.
Thinking of this, he turned and said to the guards who followed him: "You are waiting here, I will go up."
The guards hesitated and expressed their consent. They were all Greeks. Of course they knew the Greek tradition. Moreover, they had been here with Phillips many times before, and there have never been any scorpions.
As soon as Phillips went upstairs, the slaves did not dare to stop again. They called for another slave to take care of the 20 guards in the reception hall and took them to the stairs with philistos.
Of course, Phillips couldn't walk straight into the bedroom of Herolis. In the event that a son-in-law was serving Hercules, the scene would be embarrassing. As an identity like him, of course, it is impossible to act so recklessly, so he let the slaves go in to inform.
"Adult, the master asks you to go in." Until the slave came out of the bedroom, said with respect.
Phillips walked in, just across the door, and the corner of his eye suddenly saw two black shadows on either side of the door. He was shocked and had no time to react. The two arms were caught.
In shock, he just wanted to scream, and a group of linen was immediately stuffed into his mouth.
He was pushed to the ground, and the sheared hands were on the back rope, but he was stalking his neck and staring straight at the big bed in front.
Herrose, who was lying on the bed, had already turned up and sat up, and the movement was agile, and there was no impact of any injuries. In fact, there was no bandage on his head and no trace of blood.
Phillips has now understood that he is fooled.
Herollis looked at him in a complicated look, and said in a deep voice: "Felistos, I am sorry, for Syracuse, I can only temporarily imprison you!"
Phillips roared at him, and his mouth was blocked by a "squeaky" cry.
"Help him sit up," Herolis gestured.
The two men immediately pulled up Phillips and pressed it on the wooden chair.
At this time, the building was uploaded to kill the sound, and the Philips, who was still struggling, suddenly quieted down, leaning towards the door and listening to it.
Herollis saw his mind and sneered: "You don't have any expectations for these mercenaries. Since I made up my mind to stay here, how can I forget these running dogs of Dionysius? Even if they are more powerful, there are hundreds of warriors waiting for them here! They entered my house, like a mouse in a cage, how could it escape!"
The voice of Herolus just fell, and Phillips snorted.
"It seems that you are not convinced. After all, I am the target of Hipparinus's monitoring. How can there be so many warriors in the house?!" Herolis said with a little pride: "Don't forget, I was special yesterday morning. I applied to you to convince the aristocrats in the city to take the lead to participate in this second cross-sea expedition. I remember that you were very happy to agree. But you know, whether I go to them or not. The mansion, or invite them to my house, are all in a carriage, and the carriage is not just a person..."
When Philiptos heard this, the light in his eyes dimmed a lot, but he immediately opened his eyes again, glaring at the good friend he had trusted at the bed.
Herollis felt the emotions in his eyes and said again: "Felistos, I remember once at your banquet, you once said proudly to me, 'Dionysius Syracuse under the rule of Sri Lanka is stronger than ever, no longer any city-states and forces will dare to invade our city-states, and Syracuse will become the most powerful in the entire Greater Greece and even the entire Greek world. City-states, earn more honor and wealth for the citizens! And all we have to do is to help Dionysius reach and maintain this great goal for a long time!... 'I reconciled your words, now I tell You, my real thoughts -"
Herollis looked at him, calmly and solemnly said: "I was like you, and I was a supporter of Dionysius, because in the case of Syracuse, the invasion of the Carthaginians and the political situation fell into chaos. At that time, only Dionysius had the ability to uplift morale, unite citizens, repel the Carthaginians, and stabilize the turbulent political situation in Syracuse, so we fully support him as the full power of Syracuse! In the past few years, he has expanded the territory of Syracuse, forcing the Carthaginians to seek peace with us, to remove the Greek city-state of Sicily from the threat of Carthage, and to make Syracuse the hegemon of Sicily, even larger. The Greeks trembled when they heard his name. Even Sparta changed his previous arrogant attitude and talked with us friendly... I know, this is the glory of Syracuse you have always wanted to see, for this you Full assistance to Dionysius!"
Herollis sighed and said in aggravated tone: "But what I expected was different from what you expected. What I saw was very different from what you saw.
What I saw in my eyes was that Dionysius destroyed Naxos and Katane, who had been friendly with Syracuse, only because Syracuse needed more land, population and slaves!
What I saw in my eyes was that Dionysius could drive the Carthaginians out of Sicily in one fell swoop, so that the island was completely free of the threat of the Carthaginians, but he was in the absolute advantage for the throne of the Lord. Discuss with the Carthage!
What I saw in my eyes was that many of the Syracuse democrats were killed because they had opposed Dionysius before, and they were killed by the crime of being a 'treason thief'. Even the family’s family was not spared. Losanus just said a joke, he was thrown into the stone prison!
What I saw in my eyes was that the people of Syracuse lived in poverty because of the rising war tax. The people in the city were even more careful because of the rampage of mercenaries and the surveillance of Hipparinus. And Dionysius expelled the people who lived on the island of Ortigia for decades or even hundreds of years, turning the whole island into his palace!

The more excited Herrus was, the more grief on his face: "Dionysius is no longer the hero who wants to save Syracuse, but to protect his power, his hands are covered with Syracuse. The people and the demons of the Greek compatriots in Sicily! Under his dictatorship, Syracuse is no longer the great motherland that allows us to prosper and let us exercise our rights freely. EbookFREE.me~ In order to achieve personal greed! In order to achieve personal greed, he drove the seventy-eight thousand Syracuse people to take great risks to invade the great Greece that had never been malicious to Syracuse, let tens of thousands The human bones are left in a foreign land! If no action is taken, Syracuse - our great city-state will eventually be defeated in the hands of Dionysius! I was in the position that I supported him to sit on the Lord. Today I will do my best to make up for the biggest mistake I made!"
After talking about these lingering in his heart for several years, Herriotston felt relaxed and he stood up with a firm face.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!..." Felicos looked at him nervously and shook his head.
Hellalis did not care for him, his eyes turned to the brawny behind him: "Go and see if the mercenaries were killed?"
As soon as the voice fell, the confidant slave rushed upstairs: "Master, most of the guards were killed, only a few rushed out and surrounded, and wanted to run out of the house!"
As soon as Philistos heard this, his eyes burned with hope.
Then he heard Hellalis saying, "Good, everything is going according to plan."