[Saint Seiya] Master is Shaka

After teaching them how to shrink the holy cloth instead of carrying a holy cloth box, Aviafros then said seriously: "There is only one thing to pay attention to..." Looking at her, everyone expressed their all ears.

"Please be careful not to fall...Especially when you don't use the holy cloth to fight, you must take the holy cloth box away." When he said this, Aviafros didn't mean to be joking at all.

Frowning slightly, Milo tilted his head: "Are you afraid that the holy cloth will be seen through for wearing it to save us?"

Shaking his head, Aviafoulos explained: "Only when the Saint Cloth Box is in its normal form will it be put on automatically to save you...it is impossible in that form."

"Don't be a fool, tell me quickly, I'm in a hurry." Desmask looked impatient.

Looking up at him, Aviafros sighed, "Once upon a time, there was a demon who shrunk the holy garment while hiding it, and was afraid of losing it, so he wore a rope around his neck..."

"What's wrong with this? I'm afraid what should I do if I lose this thing..." Thinking about it, Desmask didn't feel the significance of what Aviaforos said, and the others followed suit. Slightly puzzled.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and Aviafoulos rarely hit Deathmask but continued: "Then one day, he was attacked by the enemy and punched him..." Speaking of this, she looked up. After looking around again, he sighed until he was sure that no one understood what happened next, and continued: "Then... the moment he fell from the sky to the ground, the holy cloth box was tied in his neck..." faintly , Aviafros looked around, looked at the holy clothes box as if looking at a murder weapon, and clicked his tongue: "One of the majestic 72 demons, blood spattered three feet on the spot..."

"Pfft!" Milo spat out amused by the weirdness of this matter, and shivered as he thought about the three feet of blood splattered on the ground.Looking sideways, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched slightly, as if they didn't know whether to cry or laugh... They were crying because they really underestimated the lethality of this holy clothes box, and they were laughing because they didn't expect the majestic demon to There is such a tragic way to die.

"Believe me, you don't want to imitate him at all..." Raising his hand, Aviaforos stroked his forehead: "That's it, nothing else... You can restore them to their normal size at any time."

After a long silence, Desmask said in a daze: "I'd better carry the holy suitcase..." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched his neck as if thinking of his own blood spattered three feet.

Nodding approvingly, Abrodi, Mu and Saga also restored the holy clothes box to its original size... Only Milo, Kamiao and Saga had to hide it because the place they were going to was Palaestra. Cloth.

The brief meeting of the people ended here, and after everyone else went to their respective places, Aviafros took Miro, Camus and Shaka on the road back to Palaestra.

Because they were not in a hurry, the speed of the four of Aviafros slowed down.After all, Palaestra is very dangerous, she needs to tell them all the information.And so soon came another night when the stars seemed to be within reach of the trees.

"Avia," Shaka said calmly after resting, "Don't scare them like this next time."

Hearing what Shaka said, Miro immediately leaned forward: "What?! Scared? Made me be careful all the way for fear of being knocked..."

"It's just the truth..." Looking up at the stars, Aviaforos shrugged: "How to choose is their business, isn't it?"

"You want them to carry the Holy Cloak...Why?" Camus didn't understand her like Shaka, but at this moment she also guessed: "To tell Athena and Mars that they are your people... right? ?”

Can't hide from people like Camus and Shaka who use their brains, Aviaforos can only admit it with a faint smile: "It's part of the reason..."

"Aren't you afraid that this will bring them danger?" Milo was a little annoyed, frowning slightly, "You still talk about things so scary."

"I said that is indeed the truth." Glancing at him, Aviafros' eyes became darker, and his tone was no longer joking: "First of all, you should know that you have worn the holy clothes, the more you are used to Only the holy clothes can exert its power. You all have some resistance to the holy clothes in your heart. If you don’t wear them for a long time, you will even have to talk about whether you can wear them or not. Secondly, is it dangerous? Don’t wear them That would be dangerous."

Saying this, she glanced at Shaka and Camus, and finally locked her eyes on Milo: "For Athena, the enemy may strike at any time, and they need to be ready for battle all the time... while Mars' side is even more dangerous , they will encounter Mars' doubts about their identities, if they don't even wear the holy clothes, they will be suspected of being on the head of the previous generation of golden saints... I'm afraid they won't be able to come back."

Following her train of thought, Milo nodded, "You really think so far..."

Turning his head, Kamiao looked at Sha Jia, with slight doubts in his eyes: "So you already knew?"

Nodding slightly, Shaka pondered: "Although it's only a part, it's enough to guess." After this incident, he was sure that Aviaforos had her own ideas in everything she did, and would not do anything casually.

"Okay, okay... let's not talk about this... let me tell you about the Palaestra... you, have you all been teachers?" Aviaforos smiled lightly and diverted the topic, lest the few people have nothing to say Said: "The current Saint Seiya school is completely different from the previous Sanctuary... and unlike Saga and the others, what you have to play is the role of the previous generation of golden saints."

"School...you mean a group of students sat together and taught by a teacher?" Milo frowned again: "Except for learning to read at a very young age, he never learned anything."

"I do know a lot, and it's written in many books." Camus replied, "It seems that ordinary people have to go to class like this... and the things taught will be much richer, with many different subjects."

Aviaforos looked at Shaka again, who just shook his head slightly, expressing that he was not very clear.

"Yes, it is indeed divided into different subjects...like Palaestra, it will be divided into actual combat and written examination, and below it is divided into different types of actual combat and training for different combat skills..." Tilting his head, Aviafros tried hard to think about the school's previous What subjects did she teach, but unfortunately she didn't listen at all, and secondly, she was not interested in this kind of teaching method at all. After all, she didn't listen to the class for two days.

It was clear from her appearance, Shaka sighed softly, but did not reprimand Aviaforos, just had a little more doubt: "Does this mean that we will separate according to the subjects we are good at, and then teach different students instead of collecting students? Christian way?"

Nodding, Aviafros curled his lips: "So in this so-called school, there are no masters and apprentices... The teacher is also taught by all the students in the school..."

"Could they really learn the essence..." Milo curled his lips, obviously not very interested in this kind of teaching: "If they are all like this, they will all be taught the same students, right?"

Nodding, Camus felt the same way.In this regard, Aviafros shrugged: "Who knows...Maybe let them develop their own tricks...Many constellations have never heard of it, and there is no trace back from the previous generation...What's more, their holy clothes are because of Mal Si's influence has become a lot strange..." There was a little depression in his eyes.

"Strange? What did that become?" Milo tilted his head, curious.

"It just sticks to the body like a piece of cloth, without any edges and corners that the holy cloth should have... And you should understand that the holy cloth will change for different people..." Aviafros said dully, mentioning those things The eyes of the classmates are a little cold.

"Historically, there have been cases where the Saint Cloth was affected by external forces. Don't pursue it. It will recover after Mars' death." With that said, Camus once again showed his knowledgeable side.

After thinking about it, Aviafoulos rested his chin on the back of his hand and tilted his head: "It's like you have been sealed for so long... I don't know any strange attributes about them... Maybe they Will you be my students?"

"How is it possible, even if you don't know any attributes." Milo snorted contemptuously, and didn't care.

But it turns out that what Aviafoulos said is correct...Of course, the only student who is a student is the unlucky Milo...

When Aviafoulos arrived at school late on purpose, what he saw was Milo who was wearing a student uniform with gritted teeth and a murderous look. Aviafloss couldn't help laughing out loud, almost being violently treated.

"I said, Master Milo... even if he doesn't know the attributes, it won't be so miserable, right?" Aviaforos patted him on the shoulder sympathetically. She just said that, and the probability of this is not so great.

Milo gritted his teeth even more when this matter was mentioned, and almost all the veins on his forehead popped out: "They gave a test paper...they even tested the history of Xiangke and Saints of various attributes...The worst thing is, the two of them came out It's easy to tell me?!"

Rubbing his forehead, Aviafoulos sighed and patted Miro as comfort: "It doesn't matter, I have always handed in blank papers in these two subjects."

"(*&...%￥" Looking sideways at Aviaforos, Milo gritted his teeth even more, but he still gritted his teeth and talked about the attribute test later.

It turned out that after other people simply explained and did the test papers, Shaka and Camus found their own attributes easily - light and water, but Miro, maybe it was fire, but it was impossible for them to become like the two of them. Like magic, the attribute floats in the hand, and even if it is shot from a long distance, it is just a scarlet poisonous needle... The result is amazing damage, but it is not regarded as an attribute attack at all.

When Milo said this, Aviaforos was speechless for a while.God knows that Milo's scarlet poisonous needle can fully exert its effect on people.On the other hand, with Milo's fighting style...does he really need any other attributes? !

Sure enough, she has become less and less interested in this school... It might as well be more practical than what her master taught her in the early years.

The author has something to say: Uh, if my memory is correct, Milo doesn't seem to have much range? ...Anyway, Camus bombed Binghe's hometown from the air, and Shaka played from the sixth house to the fourth house...If Milo has it, please remind me>.

Poor Milo, I didn't do this on purpose...Be honest and be a student for a few days, anyway, there is a city in the constellation of Hydra to accompany you【.

Milo: Scarlet Stinger!He actually put me with him! !

Xiaobai (innocently): ...but...isn't it?

Miro: orz

Friendly reminder, there will be a market in the next chapter 0w