[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

This time, the journey to the sanctuary in Greece is still going south from Tuscany to Bari, the seaport in Puglia in the southeast, and then take a boat through the Adriatic Sea and the Ionian Sea to reach the Greek sea.The journey was long, and when I set foot on the land of Greece again, it was already winter when the seasons changed.

The winter in Greece is not severe, and even the snowflakes flying all over the sky are just a product of chatting.The water puddles beside the road were covered with shallow and thin ice, which could be shattered with the step of a horse's hoof.There are also bright-coloured fruits of Pyracantha half-exposed from the snow-covered world—showing that the world is still full of vitality.

Approaching the sanctuary, Tong Hu has a kind of excitement of "finally going home". He can't wait to get together with his closest old friend, Shi Ang, and talk about various topics of men - from the new apprentice to the journey. From what I've seen and heard, maybe the two of them will get excited and even compare each other.

And I, looking at the holy mountain in the sacred area that was already standing in my field of vision, hesitated.

Tomorrow, tomorrow will arrive.What clothes should I wear to appear in front of everyone as planned and proudly like a king?

Wearing a flowered vest and a jacket with wine red silver buttons?An ermine coat?Not even the Pope can match my luxury.Or a Chinese-style long gown with embroidered phoenix at the waist?I haven't officially worn this exotic gown yet!

-----What should I wear to be the most eye-catching?One after another, the newly-made dresses were taken out by the accompanying personal attendants, and under the brilliant candlelight, they were shown to me together with the matching jewelry boxes one by one, but I sent them all back with a wave of my hand----not a single one completely agreeable.

Tong Hu sat on the sidelines and drank hot tea leisurely. After getting to know him well along the way, because I was impressed by his cooking skills and finally couldn’t hold back the boring sailing journey, I put aside the noble traditions and learned from him on the boat. After cooking a variety of dishes, this golden saint fighter kid who is several years younger than me has since called himself my "master."

"Apprentice, tomorrow is the day when the holy fighters in the sanctuary will be inspected. Whether it is a gold saint fighter or an ordinary trainee, everyone is focused on how to improve themselves, how to fight, and how to teach the younger generation---- you wear What? Is it important?"

"Also, look at Yabofika, he has never been troubled by what he looks like, but he is recognized as the most beautiful saint in the sanctuary--to use an ancient Chinese poem, clear water produces hibiscus, Naturally to carve. Do you understand what that means, apprentice?"

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I didn't speak angrily, and turned my head to look out of the floor-to-ceiling windows——the snow finally stopped.The thick velvet curtains and the burning fire in the hearth of the fireplace completely shut out the world of ice and snow.And the dark sky is not a hindrance to eyesight—whether it is the holy fighters in the house or the underworld fighters who are in the same room, they can clearly see the tall white statue on the holy mountain, dignified and majestic—that It is the benchmark of beauty in the hearts of everyone in Sanctuary.

The next day, our group finally marched towards the sanctuary through the snow. The outermost guards recognized Tong Hu, greeted us respectfully, and let us in.Tong Hu soon took Tianma to arrange for him to become a new trainee.And me, what should I do next?Where should I go?

I stood outside the training ground for a long time.Looking at the chaotic footprints stepped on the snow by everyone - they are all going to the big arena for the assessment.Then I'll go see it too.

Wrap the big dark cloak around your body more tightly, covering the silver hair and half of your face—this is a bit different from the shiny return I planned, but let’s leave it at that, Tong Hu was right after all, Sheng On the fighter assessment day, who am I to show off by dressing up gorgeously?This is not the first time that Sasha has been escorted to the sanctuary, and you must know the appropriate attire for the appropriate occasion.

I slowly walked into the semi-circular arena of the sanctuary, and found an empty seat to sit down.This is also the place where all gold saints inherit the trials.But today is just an ordinary regular test day, and the Pope will not be present----I looked at the golden saints standing on the steps of the podium, and I saw the golden wings with a pair of hearts at a glance.

Sisyphus, who was wearing the holy clothes, stared at the two gesticulating in the center of the field with a serious face... He seemed a little thinner than when I left?snort!

I clutched the hem of my cloak tightly.He didn't see me, so I stared at him recklessly——Actually, I was really like a hungry person seeing delicious food——

Under the shoulder pads of his golden holy clothes, his strong and powerful arms were exposed. A man of his level is not afraid of the mere coldness of the world.At this moment, if you could touch him with your fingertips, would you feel the healthy and vigorous heat transmitted by the skin?

He clenches a fist in one hand and raises the other slightly. His standing posture looks so elegant and majestic.He was not wearing the tiara as usual, and his chestnut hair was tied up with the headband--I remember running my fingers through his hair, clean and crisp, like the best linen.

His appearance and demeanor have always been in my mind.Goodbye today, but I can't get enough of him like I've never seen him before. He is talking to another golden saint on the right.who's that person?

I roughly judged that it was a Capricorn by the sharp horns on the helmet of the holy clothes.Then, his gaze quickly turned back to Sisyphus—although he smiled slightly, it must have been the light of melting snow, which made his smile slightly desolate.

Suddenly, Sisyphus raised his eyes to look at the stepped auditorium, and his eyes suddenly fell on me--ah, I have been staring at him, and I was noticed!I had to lower my head to restrain myself, only showing my chin.Did he recognize me?

After a little composure, he raised his eyes again, and sure enough, he met Sisyphus's surprised and inquiring eyes.In this short moment, his standing posture suddenly became stiff and unnatural, and then slowly released——I saw a brilliant softness burst out from those familiar eyes——like the sun piercing through The cloud layer shines on the earth.Then, he laughed again, brilliantly.

I was stunned and almost lost my composure.In the confusion of my mind, what popped out was a sentence from the collection of ancient oriental poems I bought on the way. After translation, it was related to the lush peach blossoms... blazing.

No, no, no, you can't express your excitement directly.I am still angry.I pinched the back of my hand and secretly calmed down.

However, after all, I was touched by this incomparable smile, so I should express it.

So, I also smiled from the bottom of my heart, and raised my finger to touch the brim of the cloak as a way of paying tribute to him.

He nodded with a smile, and then his eyes quickly left me and turned to the two people who were fighting fiercely in the arena——Hey, Sisyphus puts his responsibilities first at any time, even if it is a reunion lean back.

However, didn't I plan to make some sarcasm at him?You must say, oh, Mr. Sisyphus, the reason you are a little thin must be because you have the safety of the goddess in mind, and you work hard day and night, right?right!I'll get along with you in private later, so I'll just say that to vent my anger.

As soon as I thought about it, this round of competition among the Bronze Saint Warrior students was over. It seemed that the nimble little man knocked down the sturdy big man with one punch.Well, that little man is the apprentice of the Capricorn Gold Saint who just stood next to Sisyphus.By the way, what is the name of the Capricorn Gold Saint Seiya?Alcid, I feel like a fierce person.

However, the level of these Bronze Saints is comparable to the underworld fighters—I think they are also comparable to those around Pandora.

I looked around at the saints waiting for assessment and the candidate saints, and my eyes seemed to see the frozen and stiff bodies full of holes in the ice hell in the future.If one day let them see that their final destination must be the icy hell where even their souls are frozen, will this group of people continue to work for Athena, or will they disperse?

The line of sight turns back to the center again - now, it is a short rest period.I saw Sisyphus smiling and comparing the two sides, and both said some words of reward and comfort.El Cid beside him asked him something, Sisyphus answered with a smile, then raised his head again, looked up at me sitting in the auditorium, his eyes were gentle and joyful.

On the other hand, I looked back sadly at Sysphus, who was already standing in the center of the arena, preparing for the next round of pro-testing Regulus.Among the Twelve Gold Saints, he has unique wings, which are really brilliant and bright. Compared with others, the snow-white cloak is more like carrying hope, the hope of victory in future wars.

Did all the warriors here, including Sisyphus, think that it would be eternal honor to die for Athena?

But I know the cruel truth--the so-called love of human beings and soldiers of hypocrisy--I am!Athena who hypocritically loves these saints.Look at her instigating you to fight against God, and finally give you a, what a ridiculous ending--even if the body is frozen to rot, it will be an ice hell that will suffer forever!

I stared at the white snow under Sisyphus's feet, looked at his clear and shining eyes, and thought to myself----I will never allow him to be frozen in the ice and trampled on by the fighters at will I will never allow him to fall into the extreme suffering and torture.

The author has something to say:

Mi Zha firmly believes that her actions and ideas are correct.

So this article can't be, in the traditional sense, throwing away the dark and turning to the bright.