Thucydides and Oakley glanced at each other, Oakley rolled his eyes, stepped forward and smiled, "Beauty, this is Athens, and for us - you are a foreigner." However, she is a stunning Gentile 'woman'. ”

The slave girl snorted disdainfully, ignoring Oakley's lewd molestation. Thucydides had no interest in keeping slaves, and now he was even less interested in watching Oakley** from the sidelines. So, he took a step back and waved his hand, "Old friend, I won't bother you and this young lady, it's getting dark—Oakley, shouldn't you—take your men to leave?" ”

Oakley sighed "tsk", and caught up with Thucydides to hook up with him, "Old friend, you are not tempted by such a stunning beauty——? Besides, I don't believe you don't see that this woman and that slave are ......"

"It is because you see it," Thucydides said in a deep voice, pausing to look Oakley in the eye, "that you ought to take her away with you, rather than leave her here to trouble me." Today, the slaves are making trouble at the docks, and it has nothing to do with me. Oakley, General, you'd better give an account yourself. ”

Shocked by Thucydides' stern tone, Oakley withdrew his hand in a wry manner, scratching his hair helplessly before gesturing to his man. The men understood, took the chains around the slaves' necks, and dragged them to the door.

Including the beautiful Persian slave girl who cursed them, even Athens and Greece.

Thucydides did not say a word, and watched the mighty crowd pass in front of him, and watched the butler send Oakley out of the gate, and then he helped his forehead a little sadly.

"Young master, I've prepared hot water for you." Kerry, the butler, is very conscientious and always does the right thing at the right time.

Thucydides nodded, and the diameter walked in the direction of the baths. There's so much going on today, and there's a need to deal with the eloquent Perikles, who really needs to relax and rest, not indulge and indulge.

The open-air bath at home is not very large, and you have to walk through the garden to go out from the small building, although the location is a little remote, but the view is wide and the night is excellent.

Thucydides stripped off his white robes and walked slowly toward the steaming water, naked. There were some scars on his back in different shades of color, but they didn't affect the moonlight shining on his strong back.

A broad chest, tight abdominal muscles, and slender and powerful legs hidden in the water. Thucydides stretched out his arms and leaned against the edge of the bath, looking up at the vast sea of stars above him and the moonlight—

The last time he was able to look at the sky quietly like this, under the dark blue night sky, the moon was bright, the stars were hanging low, and there were many beautiful cold flames blooming in front of him. But more importantly, he is by his side. Ren is starry sky, but his smile is not as dazzling.

It's just that......

Thucydides let out a long sigh, and there was a slight disproportionate sadness on his resolute face, and he closed his eyes, took another deep breath, and shook his head a little dejectedly, no matter how much he missed him, there was still a long, long way to go, many, many things to do:

First of all, that war in Corkyra, he can't afford to lose!

Having strengthened this belief, the pained expression on Thucydides' face gradually eased, and he relaxed his muscles, twisted his slightly sore neck, and prepared to get up from the bath - now was not the time for him to break up.

however

Thucydides stood up, and before his front feet had time to step on the first step of the bath, he suddenly heard a strange sound of "ding", and when he looked up, there was a sudden claw on the wall of the courtyard of the house, and there was a sound of rustling. A man covered in plain black descended from the sky and landed neatly in front of Thucydides' eyes:

The bathhouse is in a remote location, and the housekeeper Kerry and the other people in the house know how not to disturb their hosts. This seems to be the reason why Thucydides' daring "adventurer" chose the baths as a place to infiltrate.

"Your god Mithra...... Ahem, sorry," Thucydides saw clearly by the moonlight, and he curled the corners of his lips, clasped his hands, and asked with a little meaning, "I mean, is this how your Persian gods guide his messenger to become the 'adventurer of the night'?" ”

The person who sneaked into Thucydides' house was of course the Persian priest Menes, who was making trouble at the docks. Or rather, Du Zhe.

"Heh," Du Zhe was not panicked at all, but chuckled lightly, "General, you seem to know our Pope very well?" I'm getting more and more interested in you—Athens, is there anyone as learned as you? Oh, I mean, after you guys forced Socrates to death. ”

Thucydides heard the resentful sarcasm of the Persian priest in front of him, but at the same time understood what the Persian priest knew about their Athens, so he came out of the bath without hurrying, took the cloth prepared by Cree, wiped the water on his body, put on a white robe, and then asked:

"Then dare to ask the Persian priest who is also very knowledgeable, you broke into my house so late at night to ask for advice from the citizens' assembly in Athens? Or are you looking for someone? ”

"Have you seen Silk?"

"Oh, that beauty's name is Silk," Thucydides deliberately smiled a wickedly, "and what a good name, worthy of her fabulous appearance and figure." ”

"You ——!" Du Zhe heard the meaning of Thucydides' words, he immediately pulled out the short sword hidden in his body, pointed at Thucydides, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "You, have you touched her?!" ”

Thucydides' expression remained unchanged, but his eyes narrowed slightly: it seemed that this silk had a lot to do with this proud Persian priest, and it was indeed the right choice to let Oakley take people away.

However, it seems good to see this proud cat-like Persian priest with such an angry and corrupt expression. Thucydides couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, and deliberately asked, "How am I moving, and what if I don't move?" ”

“…… If you don't touch her, then, tell me where she is, I'll take her away," Du Zhe took a deep breath, where did he not see the banter in Thucydides' eyes, and tried to calm his mind, Du Zhe continued, "But if you move her-"

"You're going to kill me." Thucydides looked into Du Zhe's eyes and said in a deep voice the answer that Du Zhe had not finished.

"Yes, I will kill you," Du Zhe nodded, clenched the sword in his hand, and raised his eyebrows to look at Thucydides in the distance: the Greek general stood by the bath, his blue eyes, his muscular figure, and the drops of water from his hair dripping into his chest, tracing the tight muscles of his chest along his beautiful collarbone.

A person who looks very lazy, in fact, Du Zhe knows better than anyone that the Athenian general in front of him has strong strength and physique.

Du Zhe's gaze went down a little unconsciously, and when he saw some parts of Thucydides' lower body, he suddenly remembered the scene when they first met, he could tease the general, he couldn't help but sneer, and then his eyes blinked brightly, and he smiled evilly:

"And I think there's never been a better time to kill the general—I mean, if you move the Silk."

"Why?" Thucydides was in the mood for him, and he simply took a few steps closer to the dangerous Persian priest, exposing his chest to Menes' sword, "As I am now unarmed? Or do you think that the soldiers I raise at home are all a bunch of waste? Can you watch your master being killed by a slave? ”

It seems that both of them knew that Thucydides had done nothing, and that Menes was not going to kill people like that. This delicate balance and tacit understanding made Thucydides and Du Zhe can't help but want to say more words to each other.

"Neither—"

Du Zhe thought about it, and suddenly remembered a joke about ancient Greek men, and now, he has crossed here, and he has the opportunity to experience it up close: Are these ancient Greeks really as the later generations who studied their statues and came to the same conclusion-

The beauty of small birds and the growth of small branches.

Thinking of this, Du Zhe smiled slyly, he licked his lips, and with a "whoosh-" sound, Du Zhe turned the sword in his hand into a beautiful sword behind him. He took another step forward, hooked Thucydides by the neck with one hand, and placed the other hand on Thucydides' waist, and his fingertips inadvertently walked up and down the rope around his waist, if intentionally or unintentionally.

"What? Want to use the 'beauty trick' to slip away from me? Thucydides didn't push Du Zhe away, and even reached out very cooperatively to support Du Zhe's round and upright buttocks, "Last time, everyone was watching, but this time the curtain was on the ground, but I didn't expect the Persian sacrifice to be really open□□ -"

"Haha-" Du Zhe smiled, bit his lip and blinked, deliberately pretending to be aggrieved and sobbed, "I'm sorry, General, the sacrificial body belongs to the gods, not to mention-"

“…… East," Thucydides was stunned, the look of pity on the face of the Persian priest in front of him coincided for a moment with the man he remembered who was always lazy and tricky, but the two of them did not have the slightest resemblance in appearance!

He—he almost called out his name!

"Ahem," Thucydides regained his composure, and he didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with this Persian priest, and he asked with a cold face, "What's more?" ”

"What's more—" Du Zhe didn't notice Thucydides' gaffe, he smiled and moved under his hand, the rope that bound Thucydides' shirt was pulled out by him somehow, and a fine white robe was also cut in two by Du Zhe in an instant.

As soon as the belt was broken, the white robe was naturally scattered, the white robe was scattered, and Thucydides was naturally bare-chested.

Gone...... Buttocks.

Thucydides was dumbfounded, he had never seen anything like it in his twenty-four years or more...... In this way, Du Zhe grinned, and when Thucydides was stunned, he took several steps back, and his eyes lingered around Thucydides' lower half of his body recklessly, and then he retreated to the edge of the courtyard wall, and then he spoke up:

"Hahahahahaha, I didn't expect it, it's still true, hahahaha-"

Thucydides looked at Du Zhe, who suddenly laughed inexplicably, and he looked down at his lower body a little unconsciously.

"General," Du Zhe took the opportunity to climb the wall, blinked, and smiled slyly, "You, too small." ”