[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

Tenma's shoulders trembled, and he knelt in front of Arudiba's body—crying with tears all over his face, large drops of water fell down his chin, and wet a large area of ​​the ground.

Accompanied by his cries, and my reprimand: "You are also called a soldier? You have no vigilance! The sound waves of bats came at the same time, but Arudiba did not fall asleep and punctured his eardrums. Stay awake!! You just lie down, and you can't even do the most basic thing of running away to bring rescuers!"

The Bronze Saint Seiya was so scolded by the Underworld Warrior that he could only cry, which is also one of the wonders of the Holy War.The real Pluto arranged for me to come undercover in the world, which is really a brilliant move: Tianma is equivalent to being educated by me for a period of time, and I have been pulled by a thread psychologically.This well-founded override can even oppress him more than the strength of the small universe.

Just a moment ago, he was woken up by me, and saw with his own eyes the dead body of Arudiba standing there--a large dried blood stain on the holy cloth was imprinted in the eyes of disbelief, Tenma staggered and tried He went to pull the huihuo away, but was swept away by the wings of Benu Mingyi and fell down.

"Look clearly! Brilliance is not the murderer! He's just trying to make Arudiba lie down!" I shouted.

Tenma half-kneeled on the ground, staring blankly at Huihuo with an absolutely solemn expression, and finally returned Aldiba's raised arm to a peaceful position ---- "You are a real warrior." Huihuo whispered .

Tenma burst into tears just like in the beginning.Crying that Arudiba passed away tragically, is it actually the warrior of the underworld who sorted out the remains of the heroes in the sanctuary?

In this long night, only the silver-white moonlight coldly illuminates the semi-ruined training ground.In the direction of the holy mountain, the statue of Athena stands tall and indifferent. Will she shed tears for the sacrifice of the saint?I looked down again, the night wind was blowing coldly, the white cloak was under the pillow of the sacrificed soldier, and a corner was still fluttering - even if he died in battle, does the soul still swear to fight endlessly?Does this flowing wind represent the struggle in the underworld?It's a pity that the undead who are loyal to Athena can only receive punishment in Hades.

Huihuo took off his helmet, stood up, looked at Tianma with disdain and disdain, and said coldly, what's the use of crying?

Tenma sobbed and raised his head, clenched his fists, "You guys, tell me---who killed Aldiba?"

I calmly replied, "As far as I know, Pandora sent two groups of assassins to take your life. At first, you fell asleep because of the sound waves of the earth observation bats, and then... Arudiba fought the earth observation bats alone. Xingxing and Diyinxing attacked in turn. I killed these two before dying, but I didn't expect that in order to ensure the safety of this mission, there would be the No.3 assassin, the strange star Zelos."

"Tianma, you won't stop until Pandora kills you. You know, the only one who can protect you in time is Pluto? I was ordered to stop this! Unexpectedly, in order to save you, Aldiba would first Sacrifice!"

As I said that, I took off my Tire purple robe, covered Arudiba's bruised body with this luxurious fabric, and looked at the crying Pegasus. Did he regret it? ----But who told you to be that bitch Sasha's loyal pet?

If Tenma feels the weight and pain, will damn Sasha suffer too?That little slut who looks like a noble goddess seems to care and protect this stupid boy--hehe, the hypocritical Athena must have some schemes, but I still don't know what to do now. I can't see that this Pegasus can be used other than as a pet!

I stared at Tianma, and said with a malicious expression, "Arudiba finally exhausted the small universe and killed the headless horseman, and passed away as a guardian. He didn't have to be like this---Tianma! Was it to accompany Why didn't you stay in the Taurus Palace to recuperate because you practiced boxing?"

"me……"

"You are really good, Tianma. Others have already been seriously injured, so they come to practice with you! Who do you think can be defeated by practicing punches like this?!"

Tianma lowered his head, tears were still streaming down his dusty face, and two gullies were washed out. He knelt beside the corpse without moving, his face full of remorse, "I'm sorry...I..."

I crossed my chest and said coldly, "Who are you sorry for? It's not just Arudiba! Didn't you say that although you are weak, you shoulder the expectations? Now, is it ruined? Rudiba's good expectations!?"

I reached out and pointed to the edge of the training field.Beside the icy stone pillar and on the steps are Arudiba's family members lying there: the children he brought back to the sanctuary to raise in the exile, poverty, hunger and cold.

As if being whipped, Tianma stared blankly at the children who were still asleep: with peaceful sleeping faces, one of them was still holding Arudiba's helmet tightly. To them, the deceased was a The whole world that can shelter the wind and rain!once you wake up--

Let Tianma directly face the heart-piercing cries of the children!I thought it was almost time for the fire, and I thought about going to the Sagittarius Palace to visit again, but unexpectedly saw the always violent Huihuo, staring at the children, and then turned to the dead Arudiba, his expression was gloomy at first, and then solemn-- --He went straight to the distraught Pegasus and grabbed him, "You are too cowardly! If you encounter Pandora's assassins in the future, will you still ask others to sacrifice their lives to save you?!"

"I..." Guilt and pain intertwined on Tianma's face, "why-why..."

"No matter what answer you want to know, go find it yourself!" After Huihuo said solemnly, he let go of the Pegasus, and stared at Aldiba's body again. The black Mingyi wings spread wide, and he got up and flew away.

I looked at the lonely Pegasus sitting on the ground with her head in her arms - the weeping and torture of the relatives of the deceased has not yet begun!

Squinting sharply, he looked at the brightly lit Pope's Hall and the Temple of the Goddess, "It's this time, and the golden saints in the sanctuary haven't arrived yet. It's impossible for them not to feel the unusual explosion of Aldiba Cosmos, Probably, I thought that the so-called good goddess was guarding the so-called good goddess outside the pope’s hall! Tianma, you should take a good look at all the wounds and blood on Arudiba’s body! Remember, this sanctuary is ridiculously Until now, there has been no rescue!! It is the two underworld warriors who took over from Arudiba to protect you, and these orphans were not easily killed by the assassin's strange star Zelos in their sleep!"

Leaving aside this passage, I also walked away.

Haha--that wasteful Athena, the pope dispatched a large number of people to protect her, he must not dare to let the goddess be torn off her dress and slapped fiercely, this kind of attack can even shake the foundation of faith in the sanctuary: what kind of goddess ?Once I strip off all my clothes and throw them into the bloody trainee saint warrior camp—hehe, how dare this little slut pretend to be noble and resolute, holding a golden staff and holding his head high to lead the saint warriors Army?

Without any fear, step into the familiar room of Sagittarius Palace again--the moonlight enters lightly from the wide window, the room is bright and bright, and the surroundings are clean and clean.Witnessing the situation in the room, I was surprised and delighted, and even more guilty: Sisyphus, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, had sat up and was still wearing a golden holy garment!

He lowered his head, holding a shiny golden bow in one hand, and his brown hair drooped to cover his eyes.The faint moonlight shone on his wings, as if covered with a layer of silver tulle, making his whole body more radiant and gentle.

Did he notice me?What will you say?My heart was pounding, I held my breath and remained motionless, staring at him obsessively.But I stood quietly for a moment - something seemed wrong.

I took a step forward, and my faint shadow landed at his feet.Without the purple robe, I wore a thin white robe, standing alone like a budding epiphyllum under the moon, but he didn't look up at me either.

I called him carefully and softly, but he didn't move and didn't respond——I swallowed what I wanted to say, and slowly approached him: his eyes were still closed, obviously still in a deep sleep!

I boldly stretched out my hand and gently touched his skinny cheeks, feeling the warmth of reassurance——this is the heat of life.How nice!

I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head on his solid shoulders.Could he, could he, smell the familiar scent of laurel and cardamom in my limbs and temples?

"My dearest Sisyphus..." He carefully tied the headband between his brown hair again, "Do you remember this habit? Before you go out every day, I will help you make the final dressing."

"But this time... I don't want you to go out." His fingers touched his temples with nostalgia, "Shion repaired the golden holy cloth, it sensed the master's intention to join the battle, so it automatically put on your body, didn't it?" ?”

I solemnly leaned into his ear and whispered, "Did you feel something in your soul and wanted to save Arudiba? But, I'm sorry, Sisyphus. I didn't expect it either, and I didn't have time to stop the underworld fighter." .He has already set foot on the road to the underworld and descended to the Hades. What will happen after that... I will tell you slowly in the future, okay? If you want to see your good friend Arudiba and your brother Elias, It's not impossible for me. Don't forget, I am the presiding judge of Hades."

"So, Sisyphus, don't join the battle----" I smelled the bitter herbal smell from under his golden holy clothes, "Your injury has not fully healed, let alone if you have been sleeping, We don't have to meet on the battlefield anymore, I...I would rather you shoot me than suffer a little damage."

He still sat still, only the air of his breath stirred my hair slightly.

I sighed, "I know, you are not awake yet, even if you are wearing the holy clothes, you can barely support yourself and sit here, you are not conscious, there must be something wrong."

"It was that arrow that hurt you so far...I'm sorry, I will definitely make it up to you in the future, Sisyphus. But now, I kind of hope that you will sleep like this until the end of the holy war, and we will win the Hades... …When the time comes, I will cure you, you are definitely not a defeated prisoner—you can also be the guardian of the new world under the command of Pluto, just like me, maintaining the order of the kingdom of the dead, okay?"

I spoke softly, the ivory-like hand finally rested on the fingers holding the golden bow, rubbed it, and tried to make him put down the weapon----but even if Sisyphus fell asleep, his five fingers would still be tight. I held it so tightly, I had no choice but to give up, and instead held his hand, kissing him with my cheek, "Forget it... I'll pick a bunch of flowers for you tomorrow, it's from our city of Hades, Even if it grows in the dark place you speak of—but I know, Sisyphus, that once you see it, you will admire its beauty and fragrance."

The next day, I came to Sisyphus's bedroom with a bouquet of flowers picked from the window sill of the palace on the first floor of the Sleeping God: Vine Sweet Dream Rose.But just now I stepped into the space excitedly - a sharp golden light hit me!

It's sharp sword energy!

... Fortunately, it's not an arrow.

I can still judge, and since it wasn't Sisyphus who shot at me, I felt relieved and moved sideways at a faster speed, without even cutting off half of my hair.But——the rose flower in his hand was injured by the sword energy, and the petals scattered and fell to the ground.

... This is the flower that can make him have sweet dreams!

With anger, I stared at the intruder in front of me - El Cid of Capricornus.He raised the knife in his hand, full of hostility, "The underworld fighter who deceived and hurt Sisyphus, don't even think about showing off and provoking again!"

I sneered, and first took a look at Sisyphus, who was firmly blocked behind him—the golden wings were like half-closed palms, protecting the sleeping warrior safely in the center, and it seemed that gentle people were even holy. Clothes are gentle.

And some people, why is the holy garment so similar to the horns of the devil Satan in the human mouth?I said disgustedly, "Isn't this a self-proclaimed loyal to the goddess, arbitrarily not allowing the apprentice to have other ideas, otherwise he would kill someone and use other people's blood to prove his loyalty, Capricorn?!"

El Cid's face turned pale.Of course he knew what I was referring to--if Sisyphus hadn't stopped him back then, Pakia, who was unwilling to die for the goddess, would now have green grass growing on his grave.

"A domineering and cruel Sanctuary, a hypocritical Athena, and a vicious lackey who claims to be loyal, what a perfect match!"

El Cid angrily swiped the knife again, and the golden light struck me again--hehe, I heard that the hand knife that has been cultivated to the extreme is invincible and breaks heaven and earth.

"Athena rewarded her most loyal lackey with a bone. It seems that the name of the bone is the Holy Sword." The sword qi and the blade also sacrificed the star puppet line.

However, this second sword still caused damage to something I valued: the books in Sisyphus' bedroom were slashed by the blade of Alcid's hand----the exquisite cover was shattered, and the The pieces of paper were also cut into two pieces! ! !

I was so angry that invisible silk threads entangled El Cid's joints densely, and I hooked my fingertips—he thumped, and he couldn't control his body and knelt down on one knee toward me!

"How easy it is for you to put a knife in your own neck, El Cid!" I sneered.

But... Although the words are fierce, can I really do this?Can I kill Sisyphus' trusted right-hand man in front of him?

I quietly glanced at Sisyphus who was sitting there motionless - obviously he was seriously injured this time: the arrow wound on his body has begun to heal, and the most serious one is the wound in his heart and soul.

If the blood that I killed El Cid splashed on Sisyphus's face - I guarantee that the future I have been striving for will become more unpredictable and difficult: he will not forgive me.

So I had no choice but to pull El Cid, let him take his own steps, and jump down from the window of the Sagittarius Palace——maybe straight down to the foot of the mountain?

The bedroom was finally clean.I, close to Sisyphus again, snuggled within his wings, looked at his drooping eyelashes and tight jaw from a close distance—is his expression serious, is he angry?

"But, I've shown mercy...don't blame me." I lowered my eyes and said softly.

The author has something to say:

It's understandable that Miza doesn't like El Cid.