[Saint Seiya] The goddess of fine points wants revolution

This is your wish? 】There was confusion in her voice, she couldn't understand why Nasha had such thoughts.

"No." Nasha put away the smile on her face and said slowly, "It is my dream to die as a hero."

If life was as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai, she would choose to burn a short life to complete this life.

13 Regression and oath

Nasha is standing in the pope's hall, while Sasha, who is the reincarnation of Athena, is holding Naiji who has turned into a scepter and is sitting on a high seat. Pope Sage.

With one hand resting on the handrail and the other holding the golden stick, Sasha stood up, walked down the steps slowly, and moved towards where Nasha was.

Seeing Sasha approaching, Nasha felt that she should do something.

Just when Sasha was only a few meters away from Nasha, Nasha said, "Athena."

Suddenly stopped, Sasha moved his lips, but couldn't speak.

Looking at Sasha who was suppressing her sadness on the surface, Nasha was not without guilt.

It is impossible to say that there is no self-blame, but Nasha does not regret doing so.

"Why do you have to do this? Nasha?" Sasha's green eyes were full of sadness, "Why does that sister Nasha, who leaves early and returns late for us, keep such a distance from me now?"

Nasha said nothing, just stood with her hands behind her back, her head lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Is it because I am Athena now, and you are because of the dark star of Sagittarius?"

"You're wrong." Nasha finally said, she raised her head and looked directly at the girl in front of her, "It's the difference between gods and humans."

"...I came into the world as a human, and I definitely didn't do it to make me different from others!"

Tears blurred her vision, and it was the first time she cried since the moment she chose to accept her fate.

Seeing Sasha bursting into tears, Nasha had mixed feelings and mixed emotions.

After all, even if Athena was reincarnated, she was only told.

As Sasha, she is just a teenage girl.

Whether it is learning to tolerate or knowing how to use the small universe, it is all learned by others.

Sasha, who has not yet fully awakened and doesn't even wear the divine clothes, is not as strong as the real Athena.

What's more, because of her Nasha's existence, Sasha has to bear even more things.

Sasha, who only possesses the Godhead of the Goddess of Wisdom, must be assisted by the Goddess who possesses the Godhead of the God of War.

There was a slight change in her eyes, and Nasha knew what she should do in such a situation.

"Sasha." Nasha raised her hand to wipe away the tears of the girl in front of her, and sighed softly, "You are Athena, what do you look like crying like this?"

"Sister Nasha..."

Hearing this address, Nasha bit her lower lip, withdrew her hand and took a step back, lowering her head and saying, "Sorry, Athena, I overstepped."

Without giving Sasha time to react, Nasha knelt down on one knee, put her right hand in front of her left chest, slightly lowered her head, and her slightly deep voice spread in the huge Pope's hall.

"I, Sagittarius Dark Star Nasha, hereby dedicate my allegiance to you, Athena. Starting today, I will fight for the love and justice of the earth until the end of my life."

Sasha raised his eyes, tried his best not to tremble, "Is this your answer?"

Nasha didn't look up, "Yes, Athena."

The hand holding the golden rod was tight, Sasha stared fixedly at the person kneeling in front of her, and finally calmed down.

"I accept your oath, rise up, my warrior."

Sasha knew that Nasha was the type of person who, once committed, would never give up or change her mind.

She also knew that although Nasha hadn't said anything, she had always been worried about the difference between humans and gods.

Looking at Nasha who had stood up straight according to her words, Sasha was no longer sad.

She thought that for two individuals, Nasha and Sasha, there was nothing wrong with having different personalities.

But for Nasha who learned the fact that Sasha is Athena, it is not an acceptable problem, especially after learning that she is Dark Star, this problem is even more serious.

The Goddess and the Saint Seiya seem to be the farthest, but in fact they are the closest. This is the decision Nasha made after being silent for so many days.

For Sasha, this decision was not the most satisfying, but it had to be admitted that it was the most appropriate.

No matter what she thinks, Nasha's decision is actually the biggest step backward.

It is already impossible for Nasha to return to the way they were treated before they entered the sanctuary.

Sasha, as Athena, her golden saint will not allow Nasha to get along with Athena outside the sanctuary.

However, the final factor is not the problem of the Golden Saint, but Nasha's character.

Sasha knew that this was not a cruel reality that could be changed by acting like a baby and playing with her temper, so she had to accept Nasha's decision.

Looking fixedly at the meditating goddess in front of her, Nasha sighed.

God and man are inherently different.

Insurmountable, difficult to cross, cannot be ignored.

Nasha is not a Pegasus, not the soul that has accompanied Athena since the age of mythology, so noble that even the gods cannot despise her.

【Don't you have something to say? 】

The voice that suddenly came to mind made Nasha wake up, "Yes, I forgot about it."

"Huh?" Sasha frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Athena, you have accepted my oath and admitted that I am your saint, right?"

Sasha nodded slightly, "Yes, my soldier."

"So, may I claim a sworn benefit?"

Sasha: "..."

pope:"……"

From the beginning to the end, Pope Sage did not speak as an audience but just watched.

However, after hearing Nasha's words, he couldn't help but have black lines all over his head.

Then let’s forget about the messy vows before, goddess, your vows are just incidentals, right?In fact, the last sentence is the main purpose of bringing you here, right? !

******

Italy

The weather has been cloudy since the day before yesterday.

The rain did not fall for a long time.

But today, with the sound of thunder, it finally rained, and in an instant, the ground was completely wet.

"Wow--"

Wearing a black robe and forgetting to bring an umbrella, the blond boy who was drenched in the rain ran all the way with his head in his arms, hoping to find a place to hide from the rain quickly.

Just as he passed the corner, a hand gently grabbed him.

He lowered his head and kept saying, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm in a hurry, can you make way?"

"..."

Is it a fool?

The person holding the boy's wrist couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. She was clearly blocking the way, why would this idiot think it was his fault?

Thinking of this, the visitor couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips, "This can't be done."

"Eh?" The blond boy was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to meet such an unreasonable person.

He was dumbfounded the moment he raised his head.

"Yo," Nasha smiled and pulled the boy under her umbrella, "Long time no see, Aaron."

"You are..." Aaron, who wasn't quite sure if it was this person because his name was called out, widened his eyes, "Nasha?"

Patting Aaron on the head friendly, Nasha narrowed her eyes with a smile, "It's me, little Aaron."

This time out, Nasha has blackmailed Serge a lot.

As the saying goes, although she did not recognize her status as a goddess, the Pope recognized her as another goddess.

Under such circumstances, Nasha felt that she was really sorry for the other party's affirmation of her identity if she didn't blackmail the Pope.

So, after extorting from Athena the benefit of "going to Italy for a walk", she unceremoniously reached out to Sage, who looked like he had swallowed a fly, for money.

Nasha didn't care about Aaron's tangled face, she took him straight to make some new robes for him.

As for the style, Nasha thinks it's better to use the one on Aaron.

There is no denying that Aaron really fits in this kind of robe.

In the end, Nasha took Aaron to the hotel she booked with the same robe in different colors.

Standing at the door of the hotel, Aaron swallowed and did not go in.

Seeing this, Nasha couldn't help wondering, "What's wrong?"

Aaron asked with a confused face, "Sister Nasha, this hotel must be very expensive, right?"

"Well, it's okay." Nasha decides the hotel according to the consumption level of ordinary people. Although she still can't fully get used to this world, at least she doesn't have to worry about life.

Glancing at the dazed girl, Aaron shook his head.

His sister Nasha is still not very clear about the money issue.

"Don't worry about it, go to the room first, you need to change your wet clothes."

Nasha chose a hotel that was not too big but had a good environment. After entering the room, Nasha threw Aaron a change of clothes and pushed him into the bathroom.

As for herself, she was choosing among several sets of robes, wondering which color robe Aaron should wear next.

But until Aaron washed up and walked out of the bathroom, Nasha didn't struggle with which outfit Aaron should wear.

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched a little as he watched the girl with sea-blue hair sitting beside the bed with an annoyed expression. In the girl's hand were robes of the same style in various colors.

After getting along for many years, Aaron knew that Nasha would ravage her hair when she got mad, but she didn't expect that Nasha's bad habit would not get better after many years, but got worse and worse.

"That, sister Nasha