[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

Soon Saga left the crowded crowd and led a child who looked very unpleasant in my eyes back to the corner of the square.This is the future Capricorn - I glanced at him a few times, but at the age of seven or eight, he stood upright like a soldier, with a straight face.

The rest of the boys were more or less excited when they heard from Saga that the fireworks would soon bloom in the sky.But this Shura is an exception.His eyes only follow Saga and Aiolos indifferently, as if they are subordinates of these two people - he also thinks that only these two people are qualified to make him obey, and the others are non-existent air.

I don't like this arrogant thing even more.I thought to myself, this is another idiot, wearing that ugly holy vest with the goat's horns like the devil in religious paintings, it really matches.

Among the previous Twelve Golds, the one I hate the most is not Aspros, who I hate. I am even a little sure of this human being who dares to challenge the sanctuary and challenge the authority of the Pope and Athena.The one with the least liking and loathing is this Shura's ancestor, El Cid the Capricorn.

I hated him as Sisyphus' assistant, I hated him for obstructing me in the Sagittarius Palace, and he didn't care about Sisyphus who was seriously injured, he swung his knife to wreak havoc and so on.And the most disgusting thing is the stereotyped "justice" represented by this person, who is arrogant and self-righteous.

In his open eyes, anything, including the execution of the apprentice, as long as it is put on the guise of justice and painted with the golden paint of loyalty to the goddess, it will naturally shine brightly.And this kind of ignorant and blind justice is Athena's most convenient ruling tool, so it has been vigorously advocated---- Capricorns have always been rewarded like a loyal dog, and they are put on the ridiculous nameplate of "the most loyal warrior" .

It's reasonable to hate the house and Wu's involvement. I, of course, hate this Shura even more - so his facial features become more and more disgusting, just like a white-eyed wolf dog cub - if that Athena who advocates his loyalty, someday Being bitten by this rigid-minded brat in the name of justice, such as scratching her delicate face with a holy sword, is retribution!I thought gloomyly, of course, I have no idea what traps to use to achieve this.

...However, this generation of Athena will devote herself to the statue of the goddess, and she will be pampered for life, enjoying offerings and praises, right?Is there any chance to throw her away?

Saga and the others never imagined that I, who was so inconspicuous, was thinking about standing beside them at this moment.At this time, the crowd in the square was a little boiling, surging in a certain direction-the fireworks were about to light up by the river.

Miro and Desmask were the most obviously impatient, one looked around on tiptoe, the other rubbed his hands and smiled and looked at the older two——

Aiolos smiled very kindly, "Saga, it's a rare opportunity to relax, let them move freely."

After being told by the two big brothers Chunchun Chunchun, this group of questionable candidates was let out to play again.Aiolos and Saga stood at the corner of the square, looking after everyone secretly - after all, it is impossible for ordinary people to see these little guys scattered in the huge crowd at a glance.

Several crackling lights ignited in the sky, and then exploded gorgeously in the sky, quickly painting in the air like an invisible pen----Golden, red and green flowers are in full bloom, making the starry sky above the head sad Pale.

This is the thunderbolt and night scene created by human beings - very fancy and powerful.It's a pity that this trivial trick can only last for a moment of brilliance.

I was combing Alpha's hair with my head down while the colored light clusters were on and off in the sky, while listening sensitively to the chatter of the two people around me.As expected, these two were used to the role of elder brothers, and they were talking about the candidates at this moment.

Saga was smiling and said to Aiolos, "Do you know where I caught Shura just now? I found it by the small river in Roderio Village by following the light from his small universe. It turned out that Shura was still practicing. Chopping the waves with a knife in his hands - he has cultivated to be extremely intimidating."

"That's great." Aiolos was really pleased and sighed, "Goddess Athena gave Capricorn a unique holy sword, which can split the earth with a single wave and cut off all obstacles. Shura's fighting sense is very good. In the future Must be outstanding."

Saga laughed again, "I think that in time, Aiolia's small universe will shine likewise—not to mention the Leo Saint Cloth, you know why, like the Sagittarius Saint Cloth, it is not an ordinary golden Saint Cloth. You guys As a descendant of the jihad heroes of the previous generation, they must also comprehend the eighth sense that their ancestors had comprehended, and use the ability of the holy clothes to approximate a god."

What did Aiolos say again, my ears don't care anymore-the offspring of heroes?Whose descendants will these two brothers be? ?It should be Regulus.Sisyphus, he, he, he clearly said, is a man who does not marry—no, he...

I raised my hands to cover my eyes, so that the frustration would not be too obvious in this carnival atmosphere: I remember, but he also joked with Minos, saying that if I was a woman, he would definitely marry me.

...I don't want a man who will give everything for Athena.

Mixed emotions surged into my heart, I bit my lip, and it took me a while to act nonchalantly, pretending to continue admiring, this joy in the world - the blooming gorgeous fireworks can decorate the sky and amaze human beings Jubilation, however, it falls in my dark pupils, but it can't ignite any real bright enthusiasm----the passion fire has been extinguished.

That night, with songs and laughter, flowers and fireworks were woven into a peaceful world under the protection of the sanctuary like a tapestry, and sweet wine was poured out of oak barrels for people to drink--if Dionysus, the god of wine, was present , Seeing so many human beings who have worshiped him to create the magical liquid and carried it forward, they must be very proud.

The old village head of Pevke drank a few cups of this sweet and delicious thing, and he was already a little drunk. I held his arm and felt the old man's footsteps were empty - so, of course, the sanctuary of light will not let This venerable old doctor took the boat back to Medicine Master Island with difficulty overnight, and Shi On asked the old man to live in the sanctuary: I will also take the opportunity to accompany him.

After more than 200 years, I returned to the old place again ----- it was reborn from the ruins. Even at night, I can clearly judge that the regulations surrounding the twelve constellations located on the mountain are better than before.Only the statue of Athena holding a shield standing on the top of the mountain - I looked at it sarcastically, it still looks deceptively elegant and solemn, but its right hand is empty, and the goddess of victory that it was originally holding has disappeared, which is considered exposed The embarrassment of being defeated by the Goddess of War is something Shi Ang can't describe anyway.

This important trophy is now on the top of the white temple of Hades in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, shining golden to show who is qualified to get her god, haha.Everything is just the beginning.The big blood-sucking pot placed in front of the tall spiritual tower will definitely be filled with the body of Athena in this life! !

Hiding my hatred, I continued to look under the holy mountain.There are still vast general living areas, practice fields and arenas.Silver Bronze and other trainees, including Gold Saint Seiya Candidates, are not eligible to enter the Twelve Temples until they obtain the Saint Cloth.Therefore, the usual lodging area for a group of people is considered complete, men and women are separated and have their own public baths.Some saints also have their own separate huts.

The sanctuary under Shion's rule even repaired and utilized those ancient ruins as special buildings for entertaining foreign guests.

The female trainee who wore a mask to cover her true face enthusiastically came to help me——she wore a wreath made of small flower buds on her head, she was a beauty lover, and judging from her body shape, fingers and voice, she They are still young girls, but they can only either kill or marry the first man who sees their true colors, so as to breed the next generation of Sanctuary.

I sneered in my heart and ridiculed that such a regulation was clearly different from the freedom and love advertised by Sanctuary, but they didn't notice it at all-feeling that they were all a group of poor people oppressed by Athena's mind control.

Of course, I still pretended to be kind on the surface, smiling and taking care of Pev to sleep with this dark-haired girl.

She led me to the room where the female guests were temporarily staying, and then left.I lowered my face and looked at the mythical walls inlaid with stained glass and marble fragments - here, it looks like the restored Roman city of Pompeii.And Athena's saints are slave gladiators who are bound by the shackles of justice and justice!Did Athena allow her slaves, male or female, to love others more than she did?

I took off the wreath on my head fiercely, gathered it tightly and walked to the window: the cool wind passed through the hall—with a faint fragrance of rose, can it calm and soothe my anger and hatred?

As far as the eye can see, the Sagittarius Palace is outlined in the darkness, six Ionic columns support the base of the main entrance, and the moonlight shines coldly on the centaur statue on the roof.In the empty palace, there was a faint chill in the depths - it was really cold there, like frozen frost, without any human spirit.Because the man I love deeply is no longer among them.

Is Sagittarius Palace his former home?But it won't be long before the newcomers will settle in.

I... I turned my eyes, looked away from the holy mountain, and looked in another direction at the foot of the mountain. After hesitating for a moment, I said hoarsely to Alpha who was lying at my feet: I... I will go out for a while, you stay here have a rest.

Alpha rubbed against my fingers with the tip of his nose, and those almond-shaped eyes clearly seemed to see through my unstoppable yearning——I miss deeply, a soul that is gone.And the only place where he can find his direct legacy is the cemetery, a place of remembrance and mourning in the sanctuary.

On the night of the May Flower Festival, the fireworks were brilliant and lively, but here was a deserted and desolate place. Only the eternal starry sky and moonlit night flowed above the head to accompany the long sleeper. Nightingale, dare to flap its wings and fly directly in.

In my mind, on my chest, the heavy stone engraved with "Sisyphus, Gold" has resurfaced again, making me breathless and dull pain -- this was once one of my deepest nightmares , and now it is going to become a cruel fact that can be seen with one's own eyes?

I thought of his cold grave covered with moss, dew dripping from the petals of forget-me-nots like big tears—was his white bones entangled in overgrown roots?Since his human soul will not suffer the punishment after death, will it appear on his inscription with a smile like a nightingale perched on a branch?With a gratified expression, will he always stare at...the new hope in the Sanctuary?Sisyphus, Sisyphus, did he miss me?

But I——I hold hands tightly, I still dare not, dare not witness, do not want to face the person I love the most, the tender golden wings, only a dry bone——

I was lonely and melancholy in the night wind, staring blankly at the dark black cemetery, with white stone steles, faint green lights wandering, is it the hero's burning phosphorous fire, or the emissary of the night tour with the lantern?Will it illuminate the line of inscription that I miss and fear to read?

Under the moonlight, the rows of tombstones are quietly surrounded by tens of thousands of dots all over the field, cold and desolate.The distant night sky seemed to be covered with a heavy black veil, and the meteors passing by showed who shed tears of mourning. I lowered my head and made up my mind in a trance. I should just look at the traces of his existence, the proof of his happiness, and gently Touch and touch, accompanied by the moss of his bones.

So, I walked in the direction where Aspros was buried—I knew Sisyphus, and he must have chosen to rest beside his comrades.

The nightingale sings in requiem, the grass is deep and cool and moist, I have seen the rock engraved with the name of Gemini - my heart is pounding, I look around at the boulders around it - there is Hasgat , Manigot... Where is his name?

I found nothing, I couldn't find it, but I clutched my chest, I don't know if I feel pain or luck at this moment----where did he... go?

The night wind made the linen skirt flutter restlessly, and suddenly, my eyes widened.

A black shadow suddenly stood up from the dense forget-me-nots nearby, as if hating the nightingale singing on the branch, it was so murderous that it fell silent.

It's not a reanimated ghost, it's a human being—a boy with long hair in silhouette!That back----

In the next moment, he rushed to me with extremely fast physical skills close to the speed of light, punched his fist and asked bluntly, "Who are you?"

I saw this familiar face clearly, but the handsome face was full of rebellious and even fierce expressions.It dawned on me.It turns out that this is another Gemini!

The author has something to say:

Garen is a rebel.Instead of participating in the lively celebration, as if mocking this kind of peace, I came to the cemetery of my predecessors.