Chaos God

"Little Huzi... Where are my crabs and wine?" Atalanta stood in front of the Libra Palace with her arms folded. Even wearing a mask, Tong Hu felt that she could imagine her expression. Ever since she knew she was from China Afterwards, I was blackmailed by this senior all year round with all kinds of good wine, vinegar, and crab...

Tong Hu directly slumped his shoulders, "Here!" He took out a bamboo basket, and could vaguely hear the sound of the vigorous hairy crabs spitting bubbles, "Next time, don't ask me to bring the crabs for you, half of them died on the way , and your rice wine and flower carvings are fine."

"That's just it..." Atalanta reached out and shook the bamboo basket.

"Please, I don't eat much of the food from my hometown, please give me some left over to taste for myself. You must know that only rich people can eat this food in our place."

"Isn't it easy for you to do this?" Atalanta opened the bamboo basket and brought out a few crabs that were tied up with five flowers, picked up the Huadiao wine and rice wine next to him, turned and walked inside.

"Is the ability of the Saint Seiya used to catch crabs?! Hey! Where are you going?"

"Find a place to drink."

"..."

Atalanta greeted some of the guards guarding inside the Zodiac Palace, left two crabs on the table when passing by the Sagittarius Palace, and went to the Pope's Hall, and waited for her a bowl of wine to choke Sasha into coughing , hot tears wiped out all the crabs from the Zodiac down to the astrology building, she saw Shi Ang squatting in a daze on the training ground.

"Hey, it's rare for a little sheep to look like this?"

But this time Shi Ang didn't say anything, he just raised his head and looked at the nearly full moon in the sky, and Atalanta sat down casually not far from him, "If you want to go back and see old man Bai Li, go back and see Hey, back then I had a fight with my master and came to the sanctuary alone to be a saint fighter, now I want to go back?"

Shi On still didn't speak, Atalanta stood up, but heard the little guy who was already taller than himself say: "I was just thinking, this holy war, Master...maybe he will die , No, I don’t know how many of us can survive..."

"What's the saying in Xiao Huzi's hometown? Ah, yes, 'If you don't know life, you will know death', you think too much young man. In other words... who can live forever?" Atalanta He sat down again, propping his face with his palms, and felt the cool touch of the mask in his palms.

"I, since I was a child, can see the memory of its deceased owner from the inside of the holy garment. Since I was a child, no matter what kind of battle, death, or passion... I have seen many, many... "Shion seemed to have remembered something, and said in an almost nostalgic tone: "Blood, hope, battle, death... There are many, many things. At that time, I felt that I could look at all these condescendingly. I am like a god..." He lowered his head and showed a self-deprecating smile, "It's ridiculous, I feel self-indulgent because of this power."

"Nothing funny."

"?!" Shi Ang, who was only 17 years old, raised his head, his sky blue eyes revealed a kind of surprise.

"Whether it is talent or power will confuse its owner, it is a normal human reaction to be proud of it, even complacent." Atalanta raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, "The same , Facing terror, facing death, and facing killing, I feel that fear is also an instinctive reaction of human beings."

"But...we are saints."

"Ah, yes." Atalanta's voice was husky but with a hint of harmless laughter, "We are Saints."

"I don't have any other meaning, I just..." Shi On suddenly felt that he didn't know what to say, Atalanta was a senior to him, and his own thoughts must be ridiculous to seniors, no He knew why he was fighting, but he didn't know what he should do. As a saint fighter, he was just fighting with his master at first, and after he became an Aries saint fighter, he attacked his original junior brother.

They didn't fight for death, but he still felt very confused, "It would be too pale to say that it's fate..." He said this, as if casually, very lightly, like talking in a dream.

"Fate... It's been a long time since I heard this word." Atalanta raised the flagon, "Would you like a sip? Little Huzi brought it from his hometown."

"Thank you." Shi Ang took the wine jar and took a sip. Although it's not that he has never tasted highland barley wine before, Erguotou seemed to be a bit too hot for him, and he was choked and coughed.

"Hey, Shi On, do you want to hear my thoughts?"

"Ok?"

"I... I used to think that only things created by my own hands can be called destiny, but..." She vaguely remembered a person she met when she was on a mission, and her fist pierced through the body of that person. Afterwards, the man said a word before dying.

"Hey, saint of Athena, tell me...is there a person in this world who can protect even a dirty person like me who doesn't deserve to live in this world?"

She didn't know how to answer her then, and she doesn't know now.

"but what?"

"No, it's nothing, and I still feel the same way now—whether it's being fooled by God or fooling God, being used by God or using God, it doesn't really matter, fate or something, just walk on your own feet and you'll know, whether it's Protection or something else, if you can go on in the way you want, it doesn't matter whether the so-called big hand controlling fate exists—the so-called fate is just an excuse."

"is it?"

"Ah. That's right. Although sometimes there are some things we can't choose. The number is huge, but relatively, there are many things we can decide. It just depends on whether the choice is worthy of yourself."

"But you kid, don't become too rebellious because of these words, otherwise a thousand times of the Saint Seiya Rules will definitely be indispensable." Atalanta stood up, reached out and rubbed Shion's head, patted Shion's head hard, and then It was like treating a little lamb, so Shi On couldn't help but want to slap her paw away.

"I don't fight for death, I don't fight for fate, but I'm still confused." Shi On said with his back to Atalanta.

"Silly boy, who would fight to die?"

"Then what?"

"Of course I fight to survive, not only to survive myself, but also to survive with many people, so I fight."

Shi Ang's eyes widened, his face was full of astonishment, and he said for a long time, "While talking about fighting to survive, but at the same time dying one by one... Just like the wars of ordinary people outside now, because they can't eat Isn’t it ridiculous that you will starve to death when you are full and become a soldier, and then die on the battlefield, obviously in order to survive, but you die in the end?”

He clenched his fists tightly, turned his head sideways and closed his eyes, as if his body was trembling a little.

"What are you talking about, Shion." Atalanta finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Silly boy, have you forgotten something?"

"what?"

"The place we are in is the sanctuary, and the name of the camp we are in is 'Athena Army'."

"In other words..."

"This is a war."

"A war for survival!"

The author has something to say: Trial reading of the Mother of Man's Continent of Gom: The god sitting on the throne showed an elder smile, "Tritogenia, my dear daughter, the god knows how to love, As a father, I love you, but... my daughter, I don't love humans, I have no obligation to love humans, you are the same, Hades is the same, Artemis is the same, Apollo is the same—— No god is obliged to love humans."