At this moment, the woman turned around when she heard the voice, and Davers's eyes couldn't help but widen: I saw the woman's bright blonde hair, simply tied into a bun, piled up like a cloud and soft behind her head, revealing a snow-white slender neck; Under the smooth forehead are two curved thin eyebrows, bright eyes as blue as the Aegean Sea, long and curved eyelashes reflect the light, adding a bit of hazy temptation; The bridge of the nose is not completely straight, but has a small curvature, which makes it less heroic and more playful and feminine; The thick and even lips have a brilliant blood color, and the delicate white face is as smooth as a goose egg, and finally outlines the slightly upturned chin with a perfect arc......

Despite seeing countless beauties on television in her previous life, this woman's beauty still dazzled Davers......

She opened her lips lightly, revealing her white, neat teeth: "Dear Chief Davers, my name is Christoya. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

“…… Well...... Hmm......" Davers subconsciously replied, not thinking at all: Who is Christoya? Do you know each other?

Obviously, Christoya saw the gaffes of many men in front of her, and did not show any contempt, but stepped forward and said softly: "I am the daughter of Proniphus, the nobleman of Miletus, and the concubine of the Persian prince Cyrus the Younger, and now I seek refuge from you!" ”

The concubine of Cyrus the Young?! Davers was excited, and suddenly remembered what he had heard Oliver say before, and blurted out: "You are the ...... The woman who fled from the Persian soldiers when Cyrus the Younger was killed! ”

As soon as the words came out, he felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't ...... It shouldn't-"

"It's okay...... It's all arranged by the goddess of fate. Christoya's expression was gloomy: "I was lucky enough to escape back, but the other sisters were all ......"

Her low-browed, sad demeanor made Davers's heart throb again. He secretly scolded himself for being unproductive: in his previous life, he was a person who was about to get married, and he was not a virgin!

But after all, it was the first time he had been close and alone with such a beautiful woman, and he coughed slightly unnaturally and asked, "Where were you before?" ”

"Clearchus is a trustworthy chieftain, and for Cyrus' sake, he has sheltered me. It's a pity ......"

Although Davers was attracted by Christoia's beauty, his mind was still clear, so he continued to ask: "Although Clearchus is dead, but Timason is the new chieftain, you can let him continue to protect you." Now that we're at war with the Persians, you don't have to worry about anything anymore. ”

However, Timason, who was not as prestigious as Clearchus in the barracks, could not control the ...... Someone who wants to humiliate me. Christoya blushed and wept.

Davers had no intention of appreciating beauty, and now that he had calmed down, he naturally thought more. He secretly thought: he openly advocated unity at the all-army conference, and as soon as he came back, the beauties of the Ma Song military camp ran to his account, and those who didn't know the situation thought that he was greedy for beauty, and hijacked her regardless of his allies!

He was silent in thought, and Christoya saw that Davers did not respond, and was a little anxious: "I heard that you are Hades's "divine favorite", and the soldiers of the entire military camp are in awe of you, so they chose you as the leader, so they took advantage of the fact that you held a general meeting of the whole army and relaxed governance, and sneaked over. For the sake of the gods, you must help me! In desperation, she stepped forward and grabbed Davers's hand and pleaded.

The two were so close that Davers could smell the fragrance of her hair, and when he looked down slightly, he could see her snow-white and full breasts, and he resisted the urge to hug her, and said, "Don't worry, I'll help you." With that, he took a step back and shouted, "Assistes come in!" ”

Christoya let out an "oops" and hurriedly stepped back, her face flushing again.

As the herald of Davers, Assistes had been waiting outside the tent, and when he heard the order, he immediately came in, and he was stunned by the situation inside the tent.

"Go to Cryopes and say, 'Cyrus the Younger's concubine, Cleitus, wants to march with our barracks, and ask him if he agrees.'"

“…… Acystes! …… Acystes! Do you understand? ”

“…… Oh...... Oh...... I see. Arcisstes came back to his senses, hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and hurriedly replied.

"Understood, don't go yet!"

"Yes! Be!! "Before Assistes went out, he didn't forget to peek at it.

"This little one!" Davers laughed and scolded: "Don't blame him, who called you so charming!" He couldn't help but tease.

Christoya chuckled, "Chief, you seem to be younger than him, and I haven't seen you like him. ”

Davers smiled awkwardly, and the tent fell silent for a moment.

"Will Chrysopus agree to let me stay?" It was Christoya who spoke first and asked with some concern.

"I don't think it's a big deal. You are free, not anyone's slave. You have the right to choose where you want to go. Davers comforted her, saying, "Actually, it is best to go to Chrysops for refuge." ”

"I don't like Spartans!" Christoya replied very dryly.

For some reason, Davers breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing the words, 'You are free, not anyone's slave,' made Christoya suddenly feel like crying, and her eyes swirled over Davers. After a moment, she said softly, "Where is the leader of Davers?" ”

"Just call me Davers." Davers corrected, and the remnants of the memory came flooding back: "I'm from Thessaly, and my hometown is in a village near Macedonia. ”

"Aren't your parents worried about coming out to be a mercenary at such a young age?"

"My parents are long gone."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know......" Christoya apologized.

"It's fine." Davers waved his hand, he didn't feel anything, he really didn't feel anything about his parents in this body, he really didn't feel anything after being reborn, but Christoya's question reminded him of his parents in his previous life, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

Christoya looked at him silently, and suddenly there was a slight throbbing. On the one hand, the chief's youth and the death of both her parents inspired her mother's desire to protect; On the other hand, his calmness beyond her years made her feel like she was talking to an older, more stable leader. This difference highlights the mystery of Davers, which greatly appeals to Christoya.

"They all say you're Hades' 'Divine Favorite,' is that true?" When Christoya blurted out this, she realized that she was too presumptuous.

However, Davers didn't mind and asked rhetorically, "Do you believe it?" ”

"I believe it!" Christoya immediately made up for her previous mistakes.

Davers smiled and said slowly: "In times of difficulty, I always find a god to sustenance, so that I will not always be out of fear and cause my heart to collapse." But if you rely too much on the gods instead of relying on your own efforts to get out of the predicament, you will only end up with hastened destruction......"

Christoya opened her mouth slightly, thoughtful......

……

I don't know why, the two of them actually chatted very speculatively.

For Davers, the repression and depression since the time travel have been released rarely.

And for Christoya, the daughter of this Miletus nobleman died when her mother died when she was a child, and her stepmother did not care about her...... When she grew up, Milethu was besieged by Cyrus the Younger, and in order to preserve her family and power, her father, who loved her only one, gave Christoya to Cyrus the Younger. Cyrus was very fond of her, but in private, the other concubines made things difficult for her out of jealousy. After the death of Cyrus the Younger, she fled to the camp of Clearcus, where she was very disturbed by the lustful gaze of the guards of the baggage camp and the captains of the squadron on a daily basis...... Today, she rarely confides in someone she has just met about the repression she has been subjected to......

Just as he was about to speak, Asistes came in, followed by Tormid, the herald of the whole army.