An infinite journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Congratulations, Seiya." Cedric said with a smile, but he did not dare to directly use the skill of the Eye of True Sight on Seiya.

In addition to the fact that Seiya himself has nothing for Cedric to explore, the main reason is that he cannot afford to offend the two big bosses behind Seiya.

Athena's attention must be on Seiya. The divine protection left on Seiya does not even require Athena's reincarnation. The detection skills will definitely alarm Athena, and the other one, as long as he wants to know what happened There is almost nothing that can be hidden from Him in this universe.

The reason why Seiya is the child of destiny is because his own bloodline is no worse than Athena, and even nobler.

Seiya's previous life was named Pegasus. His father, Cairos, was the God of Time and the younger brother of the First Invincible, Chronos. Although Chronos did not like this younger brother, it was undeniable that Seiya had Half of the bloodline comes from the level of the Creator God.

This is the reason why Seiya can explode the small universe every time. As a direct bloodline of the God of Creation, it is more appropriate to describe him as the Son of Destiny. This is a giant who is even harder than the backstage of Hero Emiya.

"Since you successfully defeated your opponent, to celebrate, let's go to the town at the foot of the mountain for a drink." Iron Fist's broad palm rested on Seiya's shoulder.

"Drink a drink," Seiya said with some stuttering. As Saint Seiya trainees, their lives were worse than those of the star trainees in the previous life of the Universe Country. Although there was a bustling town at the foot of the mountain, they had to live in hardship all day long. A monk's life.

Only a will like that of an ascetic monk can help them awaken their own small universe.

"It's not like you've never been to a bar," Iron Fist teased, "I heard that a boy can't grow into a man without drinking."

Cedric curled his lips. This is just a lie to a child of Seiya's age. Do you still dare to take Seiya to the red light district for drinking today?

I'm afraid I haven't tasted the goddess' iron fist.

"How come you haven't drank before?" Seiya said with a blush on his neck.

So under Iron Fist's encouragement, Seiya left the sanctuary half a day early.

Halfway up the mountainside of the sanctuary, Seiya's master Mo Ling frowned and watched this scene. As the top Silver Saint, she has reached the extreme of the sixth sense of the small universe and possesses all kinds of strange abilities.

She knew about Heiye and Iron Fist. As the best among the Saint Seiyas, they had long been able to use the small universe freely, but for some unknown reason, they did not participate in the battle for the Saint Cloth.

After thinking for a while, she quietly followed the three of them.

With Iron Fist, the dragon-blooded man, and the third-level conjuration-level liquor brought from the land of reincarnation, Seiya was drunk and unconscious in less than half an hour.

"Where are your team members?" Iron Fist used special props to communicate with Cedric while drinking. This kind of props produced by the main god has very poor communication security. Even the true god cannot find out the content of the conversation.

"Now in Neon, where are your members?" Cedric said while sipping the golden-red dragon's blood wine.

"They went to Lushan."

"Golden Saint Tonghu"

"Yes, we also have a prop that can inherit Tong Hu's favorability." Tie Fist said.

Being able to inherit favorability from Tong Hu, Cedric thought for a while and understood the source of their props. In Seiya's previous life, there was also a war between Pluto and Athena in Pegasus' time. Tong Hu was also a survivor of the last divine war. They The props should come from that world.

"What good luck." Cedric said enviously.

As a golden saint who has lived for hundreds of years, Tong Hu has too many skills to learn, especially under his guidance, at least he has a way to learn about the small universe.

"You got Seiya drunk just to wait for Shar who will show up later."

Shar is the teacher who was Seiya's opponent in capturing the Pegasus Saint Cloth. She is also Seiya's first true opponent, the Silver Saint of Ophiuchus.

"Don't you think it's strange?" Iron Fist put down the huge wine glass and said with a smile, "Seiya just inherited the Bronze Saint Cloth, and he can't even get used to it. How can he fight against a long-standing Silver Saint?"

"So snatching the Holy Cloth later is just an excuse. This should be a regular trial in the Holy Domain to help the new Saints who have obtained the Holy Cloth hone their connection with the Holy Cloth in a desperate situation."

"You choose to do it outside, your purpose is Shar." Cedric instantly understood what Iron Fist meant. It would be bad if he did it inside the sanctuary, and the Gold Saint happened to discover the clues about them.

"There is no way." Iron Fist spread his hands, "A close combatant like me can only perceive the special power of the small universe through fighting. Besides, who makes the female saints both virtuous and talented, and have an unwritten rule? rules."

Speaking of this, Iron Fist showed a "you know" look.

All female saints must wear masks. If any man takes off their mask, they can only choose between killing the other person or marrying the other person.

With the strength of the Iron Fist, Shar of Ophiuchus will definitely not be able to defeat him.

Cedric raised his eyebrows, not expecting this bushy-browed man to be so quick-thinking.

"I can give you the magic bell that follows us." Iron Fist said with a lustful look on his face.

The two of them were talking, and tonight's protagonist had already arrived.

A female saint wearing a silver mask appeared in front of the two of them. She frowned and looked at the drunk Seiya and said coldly, "It seems that the trial is over, and I can't even control myself." Even the Saint Seiya doesn’t deserve to have the Holy Cloth.”

After saying that, she wanted to take away the Pegasus Holy Cloth.

Iron Fist grabbed the holy robe first and said with a smile, "Teacher Shar, before Seiya got drunk, he asked us to help him take care of the holy robe."

"It's up to you," Shar said with disdain. In her impression, Iron Fist was just an excellent Saint Seiya backup, and there was a huge gap between him and a Silver Saint like her.

Iron Fist didn't waste any time, he picked up the star arrow with one hand and the holy robe with the other hand, and rushed out of the door.

Ten kilometers to the beach, Shar finally caught up with Iron Fist. She sneered and said, "Why can't I run anymore?"

Iron Fist put down the Seiya and Saint Cloth. The next second, before Shar could react, her mask was directly shattered by Iron Fist, revealing a shocked face.

"Who are you?" As a Silver Saint who has experienced hundreds of battles, Shar can at least accurately distinguish the gap between the enemy and ourselves. If Iron Fist wanted to kill him just now, it would be easy. This is definitely not what a Saint warrior should have. level.

Iron Fist shrugged, and the surrounding air became distorted due to his extremely high body temperature, and he said domineeringly, "When I sleep with you, I will be your husband."