[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

Whether or not Sisyphus and I were having dinner, or what we had for dinner, I don't remember.There was a fire burning in my chest--I don't even know how this terrible night ended--the whole taste of Sisyphus's loyalty and concern for Athena was too pure for anything else.How strange, I seem to be able to pretend to be patient and comfort him, and speak decent words.

I didn’t sleep all night, I could hear the worrying voice of that man, I could hear the dampness of the early autumn night in the sanctuary, I could hear the dew gradually condensing on the tips of the branches and leaves----I’ve never had such a difficult night, I even miss my palace in the underworld, as long as I sleep, I can usher in a dark dream.

In the early morning, I even heard the slight movement of Sisyphus leaving the Palace of Sagittarius - must he go to wait outside the Pope's Hall to find out the latest whereabouts of Athena, or ask the Pope again? !

Don't you wish you could find Sasha in person and come back?Alright, Sisyphus, I chewed every word he said yesterday again, got up slowly, put the training shirt aside, and took out a satin shirt, breeches and brocade embroidered waistcoat that I was wearing before Vest.

I coldly buttoned the metal cuff buttons, and I already made a decision in my heart - I just want to leave the sanctuary, leave here.Yes, go to Rome, go to Rome to see the soul container of His Majesty Hades, and see if there is any sign of awakening--I will be an enemy of Athena as soon as possible, I am looking forward to it!

Walk out of the room and look at Sisyphus's bedroom and his study, which are empty——Wherever I go, Sisyphus will not find me back!I thought angrily, then don't blame me for leaving without saying goodbye!

Why are the mountains and fields in the sanctuary so long?In the thin light of the morning sun, the dew dripped from the leaves, not to mention wet the steps and slippery, and fell on my neck, which was cold and not warm.But I still didn't stop, and I didn't even look back at the building with the dome marked by Centaur Archery.

As usual, the Virgo Palace passed smoothly in silence, and Ashmita was still meditating to comprehend and explore the mysteries of the universe.

Gemini - Is the person standing at the gate of the palace early in the morning Aspros?I don't care about his gaze, when he is invisible, I don't even care if he suddenly throws me into another dimension, I just rush forward angrily.

Along the road that I have traveled many times, the Taurus Palace has also passed... Finally, the last Aries Palace is left.

I looked up at the swirling and corrugated reliefs on the stone beams, and the white big horned shepherd logo in the center - Farewell, I can leave the sanctuary and leave Greece very quickly!

"Wait a minute, Minos----" I heard the voice of the Jamille boy and turned a deaf ear.But the next moment, he had teleported to me, "Where are you going?"

I don't want to divulge plans and whereabouts - no one came to me anyway.I tried my best to keep my face calm, "Mr. Shion, I'm going to the training ground." After finishing speaking, I saw Shion looking at my clothes, and said, "I'm not a saint, I want to go to my mansion again."

"But Minos, there seems to be something wrong with your mood. Well, you exude an aura of anger." Shi On looked at me up and down, holding the helmet in one hand and pointing upwards with the other, "What happened to you?" Is it? It's hard to imagine that someone with the character of Sisyphus would conflict with you? You----"

Annoyed, I interrupted Shi On, and said unceremoniously to the approaching person, "Mr. Shi On, your ram's horns almost hit me. This is what I'm about to encounter!"

"That's my rudeness, I'm sorry." Shi Ang said politely, but he continued to look at me curiously and probingly with those discerning purple eyes, and then smiled, "Minos, you are more than usual when you are like this." The smile on the face is more real."

I ignored whether he was probing, took a long breath, and continued to speak bluntly, "Then, Mr. Shion, can I leave here? You know, I am not from the sanctuary, I am free on my own will."

He nodded and made a gesture of invitation - the morning breeze blowing his white cloak, "You are free, you are not restricted by the sanctuary, you can go wherever you want." Looking at his thoughtful eyes--could you see that I am leaving?But so what?

When I thought that Sisyphus was thinking about the missing Athena in front of the Pope's hall at this time, I turned my head and left.

After returning to the unfinished mansion in the morning, I immediately ordered the servants to put down everything at hand and pack my luggage as quickly as possible.Ordered the ships at the port of Greece to prepare for me to set sail in the morning----my face was so solemn and my tone was so cold that no one dared to speak too much and dared to delay. Soon, I brought the necessary luggage and The necessary attendants boarded the four-wheeled carriage to the port.

The Roderio village on the outer edge of the sanctuary has completely woken up from the night, and a vibrant day has begun. Various sounds fill my ears. I don’t have to look outside the carriage, I can tell that the firewood is bubbling in the hearth. The stalls, the tinkling blacksmith shop, the little girl carrying a fruit basket walks lightly, and the mule cart full of oak wine barrels struggles to crush the path-this is the world, where the day is busy and the night sleeps peacefully.

While I was listening, I desperately blasted out the various images in my mind of Sisyphus sitting opposite me by candlelight, and Sisyphus holding a bow with me on the training ground.

Pluto, you told me to indulge my heart, but how can I think of everything to him?The scent of pastries made me unable to hold back my imagination, and holding them in front of his eyes won his appetite; the delicate fragrance of flowers made me hope that he could appreciate them leisurely; and the fine wine—so many nights, bright and precious red wine, clear The sweet and appetizing ouzo, and the memories of various beautiful atmospheres associated with them, are too vivid and clear.

I had to reach out and cover my forehead--from between my fingers, I stared at the empty seat opposite.Yes, I want Sisyphus no matter what.He is what I long for.But if he's all about Athena Sasha -- what do I want him for?Depressed myself?Just like the terrible last night, although he was by my side, he let me appreciate the taste, his care and guilt for Athena and Sasha?Choking to death, I forget it.

I'm extremely, extremely uncomfortable.And the star puppet line can only control his behavior, not his heart!

right.I want, his heart.Of course, people will never let it go.However, at this moment, I really can't continue to get along with Sisyphus warmly, and continue to pretend to comfort him--because I can't wait to tear my face and say, tell Athena to die!

While the thoughts were surging, the harbor finally arrived.The three-deck sailing ship has fully set up the triangular white sails, and the well-trained sailors adjust the mast along the wind direction, so that they can sail into the Adriatic sea route lightly and quickly.

I raised my head, still put on the luxurious clothes, stepped on the deck like a king in the world, stood in front of the watchtower, and looked in the direction I came from again.

On the holy mountain, the statue of Athena can be seen far away.At the foot of the towering goddess statue is the Pope's Hall.The people waiting there now are all focused and only see the goddess Athena---that is, the little yellow-haired girl Sasha.

I stared at the mountain in the sanctuary, never before had I had such a ferocious obsession to destroy the statue of Athena and smash it into thousands of pieces of rubble—the victory of the holy war in the future must belong to our Hades.

"My lord, you can set sail at any time." Came the attendant's respectful voice.

I hummed, but did not give the final order to lift the anchor.what am i looking atWhat are you hoping for?

The brim of the hat decorated with ostrich feathers half covered my dark and deep eyes. I think my pupils clearly printed this Greek land called Sanctuary.The land in early autumn has a hint of coolness.Ripe grapes are covered with a layer of frost, that place is full of vitality and fighting spirit, the blood is full of blood in the chest cavity, youth and life are swayed and dedicated to their goddess!

Sure enough, there was a hope that didn't exist—where would someone come after me? !

"Let's go!" I said coldly.Grasp the railing tightly, letting the hard metal feel firmly into the palm of your hand.Staring at the bright sanctuary again—the vegetation on the mountain is still lush and lush, and the twelve palaces are majesticly located, one of which is white marble with a particularly eye-catching and clean color in the sun. There is a statue of an archer holding a bow in a heroic posture.

do not.

----Leaving the sanctuary is not a big deal, I did it with my heart and did not deviate from His Majesty Hades' request.

The sea breeze blew the feathers on my head flying, and I suddenly remembered the various life forms I had seen in the Hades. What would happen to many human beings in a situation similar to mine?While waving the hat, weeping far away at the sender?

Right now, no one came to say goodbye at all, and I left quietly.As for tears?

I stretched out my hand and touched my cheeks that had been blown cold by the sea breeze——with a cold smile on my lips.

crying and tears?How can I have such weak emotions?I have never cried, let alone the weak tears of human beings.Because, I, Minos, am the strongest warrior in Hades!