I didn't know you were such a vampire

In winter, the Tiber River is strong and icy cold. The moment Qiaoya fell into the river, she was not angry at being pushed down the river by her younger brother, and she was not willing to die soon. After winter, he was disgusted by Caius.

"It's so cold, it's better to die in his arms."

"That is the sharpest young man under Alcibiades today. His name is Theodoros. He is only 19 years old this year, but many veterans in the battalion are not his opponents. Give him a few more years, and his name will definitely resound throughout the world. The entire Delian League."

A deep and powerful voice replaced the sound of water flowing into Qiao Ya's ears. She shook her head, and then opened her eyes suddenly. The summer sunshine replaced the turbid Tiber River water pouring into her field of vision. She had so much I was in a trance for a moment, and after I regained my composure, I saw a middle-aged man sitting opposite me. He was holding a wine glass, tilting towards her to greet her, and then he raised his head and drank it down.

What surprised Joya wasn't that she didn't know this middle-aged man, nor that he spoke fluent Greek, but that he was wearing clothes.

He is wearing a blue shoulder-fixed simashin, which is a long tunic that was very popular among men and women in ancient Greece.

This is a tavern, it seems to be opened in the middle of the busy city, the tavern is full of people, everyone is dressed in different colors and styles, and even the noisy sounds that fill the ears are also Joya struggled to hear Greek.Most of them gather in groups of three or five, talking loudly, discussing the war, discussing the Delian League headed by Athens and the Peloponnesian League headed by Sparta, and the defeat of the Athenian Navy in the Battle of Notim Coach Alcibid.

This era was the period of the Peloponnesian War nearly 2000 years ago.

She saw that she stretched out her right hand and raised the wine glass. This right hand has an extremely healthy complexion, even the skin is a bit rough. The muscles of the arms and forearms are compact and powerful. Almost thought that this hand belonged to a man.

Of course, this hand does not belong to her.

At this moment, Qiao Ya was full of doubts and fears in whether she had passed through again, and she didn't notice what the middle-aged man sitting opposite said, until she heard a loud and energetic voice from herself: "Really? A 19-year-old boy, I don't know if he can drink, or should I have a drink with him?"

As she said that, the fit and beautiful woman raised her head, forcibly led Qiao Ya's gaze, passed through old and unfamiliar faces, and found a blond boy in armor sitting in a corner.

The youth's battle armor is dark in color, as if he has experienced too many wars, and was obliterated by the flames of war along with a person's innocence. There are also several old and new scars on his bare arms. However, unlike this military spirit, he The blond hair was as brilliant as the summer sun, hanging softly on his shoulder armor. He seemed to be aware of the woman's gaze, and turned his head slightly, revealing an extremely delicate face and a pair of amber eyes full of hostility. Eye.

With just one glance, Qiao Ya felt that her consciousness was completely frozen in this strange body.

This is a face that Joya is very familiar with, and the eyes are deeply engraved in her heart no matter its shape or expression, but when she met Caius, these eyes already represented the color of non-human blood, and at this moment Caius Si, or Theodorus, the Athenian warrior, was a human through and through.

"This young man has a good appearance." The woman said.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite her said with a wry smile: "Cassandra, it's not that I didn't remind you that although Theodoros is young, he is very skilled in martial arts and ruthless. If you look good, you will treat him lightly, but the end will be miserable, I know you like good-looking people, but you must not provoke him."

The woman named Cassandra laughed a few times, and then said: "I like money more than good-looking people."

Maybe it was because Caius was really inferior to money in the eyes of this woman named Cassandra. Cassandra only glanced at him, then looked away again, and Joya's consciousness was trapped in her body, unable to free herself. To control her, she can only drink with her while talking about the current war situation with the middle-aged man sitting opposite her.

This noisy tavern is not in Athens or Sparta, but belongs to Thrace, an ally of Athens. The Thracians are brave and warlike. Almost every man in his prime is a powerful mercenary. Dancing is more like a place far away from order and freedom.

After the Athens coach Alcibiades was defeated by the Spartan coach Lysander in the Battle of Notim, in order to escape punishment, he fled to Thrace with his personal guards and became a very powerful local mercenary organization.

But since he left, the Athens navy has been retreating steadily, and the decline has already begun. In a downtown tavern in Thrace, everyone is saying that Sparta will become the final winner of the war.

"Cassandra, you are a Spartan, do you want Sparta to win?" asked the middle-aged man sitting opposite Cassandra.

Cassandra laughed a few times and said, "Did you forget that I told you, I am no longer a Spartan."

Qiao Yazhi was forced to follow Cassandra in the Thracian territory for many days. She saw Cassandra talking loudly with people in the tavern, and also saw Cassandra making love to each other with good-looking men and women. , and once saw the host's appearance through the reflection on the river.

Cassandra is tall and her body muscles don't look well developed, but one can tell at a glance that she is a person who has received very strict strength and fighting training since she was a child. She is not a beauty in the traditional sense. Her appearance and facial features say Peugeot, but those sharp and firm eyes alone are no longer in the mainstream aesthetics of men.

But she lives quite comfortably.

She is a mercenary from Sparta, but according to Joya's observation and analysis during this period of time, she should have left Sparta due to some accident when she was a child, so she doesn't have any sense of belonging to Sparta. When friends talk about war, they also look at all issues from a neutral perspective, and they have unique insights and sharp arguments, and they can often dominate the discussions in the tavern.

Besides the theory, when she collects money to do things, her business ability is quite up to standard. She is very good at any weapon, and she is also very good at archery. In addition to these frontal fighting skills, she can also use a broken spear to carry out assassinations , although this assassination weapon is inconvenient compared to the Hidden Blades used by the Brotherhood Assassins of the later generations, but under her use, it is crisp and neat, and almost never misses.

Consciousness trapped in such a mercenary is indeed much better than being trapped in a noble lady who does not leave the door and does not go out. However, Joya followed Cassandra for a long time, climbing mountains and seas for a long time, except for just waking up. He never saw Caius again in the downtown tavern where he was.

And Cassandra went on several missions in a row, and seemed to want to take a break. After washing the blood on the broken spear, she returned to her residence, put on clean clothes, and went out to participate in the Dionysus Festival.

The Thracians believe in Dionysus, the god of wine, and the winemaking industry is extremely developed, and the believers of the god of wine are also quite fanatical, especially women, who often light bonfires in wild places after nightfall, wearing animal skins, Wearing a flower crown, yelling and going crazy around the bonfire, and dancing with body parts to express a yearning for returning to the wild world.

Cassandra came to let off steam rather than to dance.

She was tired from dancing, so she sat on the rock on the other side of the bonfire and drank. The wine in the Thrace region was extremely sweet. With a glass of wine, he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

She finished drinking the wine in her animal skin bag, wiped away the remaining liquid from the corner of her mouth with her arm, and then heard the scattered footsteps of a group of people, and the loud laughter of the middle-aged men. Looking around, I saw a middle-aged man leading a group of young people walking towards the campfire.

Looking at their attire, one can tell that they are a group of mercenaries, and they are a group of mercenaries who have just completed their mission. Whether it is the leading middle-aged man or the group of young people, everyone has a faint blush on their faces. , while laughing, talking about how hearty the battle in the afternoon was.

Two young people were talking, and suddenly they laughed: "If you want me to say, the boss still has to remember Theodoros's head skills. This kid is usually silent, but I didn't expect him to be so reliable at critical moments."

Their accents were obviously different from Cassandra's. Qiaoya took some effort to understand, but just as she was a little dazed because of "Theodoros" among them, the group of people had already approached, and the leader and Kassandra Sandra obviously knew her well, and after saying hello, she sat next to Cassandra.

And the group of young people in the back also came over noisily, and two of them walked at the end of the line with a thin body on their shoulders. While calling the comrades in front to wait for them, they complained: "Theodoros Guy, looking at his head and brain, I thought he could drink a lot, but I didn't expect it to be poured in a glass."

Cassandra turned her head slightly, followed Qiao Ya's gaze, and looked at the young man who was supported by two comrades in arms and walked crookedly.

He was dressed in armor, with a weapon around his waist, shoulder-length blond hair, so delicate that he didn't look like a real person. At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was unconscious, and there was still a suspicious blush on his cheeks.

Caius?

Was drunk?

When Qiao Ya was shocked, Cassandra smiled at the middle-aged general sitting beside her and said, "Alcibiades, I didn't expect you to have someone who can't drink."