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I realized that the last person who survived to become Pope would be me..."

The sentimental person didn't seem to notice that there was suddenly another person behind him, but just looked at the sky by himself, as if he was missing something.

"Saga, why are you here?"

Although the sound of walking footsteps was very faint, it also stopped amidst the pope's questioning. After a burst of metal collisions, came from behind the pope was the oldest and well-known Gemini gold saint in the sanctuary. Still very young voice.

"Yes, His Excellency the Pope, I, Saga, have something I want to ask you for."

"Saga, this astrology building is not for you to step into. Step back, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." The pope, who had put away his sentimentality for a moment, lowered his head slightly, then turned around and looked at the man who was kneeling on one knee. The child in front of him who was single-handedly raised by him.

"No, His Excellency the Pope, please allow me to be here, and I will get the answer from you now." The head was lowered to show respect, and the sky-blue eyes were dimmed under the starry night.

"Pope, why, why did you decide to let Aiolos succeed the Pope? Why don't you choose me, Saga? Is it because I haven't done enough, or is there something you don't like about me?"

"Saga, as I said before, to become the pope, you must have benevolence, wisdom, and courage. Aiolus has done a very good job in this aspect. I don't think there is anything wrong with my decision. As for you... "The deep black mask covered the pope's expression, but he still looked at Saga with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Saga, you who have been regarded as the incarnation of God by people, but..."

"Saga, have the demons in your heart been expelled by you?"

The pope's old voice hit Saga's heart like a sledgehammer. The devil in his heart?How could he, who was hailed as the incarnation of God, have any inner demons?But……

"...Hmph..." Saga, who suddenly fell silent, let out a creepy laugh from his lowered head, and the dark blue hair gradually deepened, turning into That blackness deeper than night,

"As expected of the Pope, even in his old age, he is still so keen..."

"Saga..." The regret in the pope's voice floated in the air without any loss. As the pope, how could he not know the fate of Gemini? The two people in the past made him think that the fate might be reversed, but maybe he is still too Too naive...

"Pope, since you are not willing to change your mind, please die here!" The speed of the young saint fighter is comparable to that of the old and frail There was also a slight delay in the movement that could not be suppressed.

But it was these little delays that would kill him on the spot.

Originally, it should have been like this, if it wasn't for the human figure that suddenly appeared above the two of them.

"boom!"

The huge explosion and impact sounded directly at the astrology building in the sanctuary, breaking the tranquility of the sanctuary and blocking the evil that would have occurred in this quiet night.

"It hurts..." The man who fell all kinds of inelegantly didn't care about the person under him at all, and just rubbed his head that was hit just now with a pitiful expression.

"Is this really the end of not wearing a helmet..."

"What nonsense, who told you not to adjust your posture when you fell just now." The person who seemed to appear with the man sitting on the ground (?) sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to plan pull people up,

"Also, don't sit still, get up quickly, the little guy below is going to foam at the mouth."

"Hey?" The dumbfounded man blinked his eyes, and after a second of stupefaction, he quickly jumped up with a bullet in the hand stretched out by the other party. He looked back at the place where he landed just now, and as expected, he saw a poor man who had passed out. It was obviously a poor golden child who was knocked unconscious by a strong impact.

"Ah, this holy garment looks familiar..." The man who carefully looked at the clothing on the fainted man raised his head and looked around,

"Ah, this place looks familiar..."

"This is the astrology building in the sanctuary." The person standing beside him calmly sighed again,

"You forgot what I told you, when I slipped in... er... never mind, I didn't say anything."

"Hey hey, Aspros, you can't hide it at this time, say, when did you come here? Huh? During my absence?" The man who suddenly smiled maliciously leaned over and "pressed" road.

"Deftolos, can we talk about this later? I think we should explain it to the Pope over there first?" I don't know if it was Deftolos' illusion, he always felt that what Aspros said just now The words "His Holiness the Pope" inside seemed to be accented.

"Deftelos?! Aspros?!"

The Pope, who has been keeping a steady head from the beginning to the end, can no longer calm down. No matter what, his comrades who should have been dead for more than 200 years suddenly appear in front of him and are talking and laughing. It is really...

It is not a human being who can remain calm at such a time, but a god.

Although he has been the pope for so many years, it does not mean that he has become a god.

That's right, it was Aspros, the Gemini brothers who had been fighting Kairos before, who suddenly appeared at the assassination scene, and Deftolos.

"Yo...Shion?" With the reminder from his Nissan and the voice of the pope over there, Deftolos, who finally turned his attention, looked at the masked pope and tilted his head.

"It's really you..." The pope, who couldn't calm down all of a sudden, the person who should call him Shi Ang directly took off the pope mask he had been wearing all the time, and there was a faint look of excitement on his weather-beaten face ,

"But shouldn't you..."

"According to your age, the two of us should be completely dead, but..." Deftolos, who was stroking his chin and pretending to be profound, got a message from Aspros, the golden saint of Gemini, unsurprisingly. Tap it.

"We probably performed a time jump." Aspros, who tapped his brother a little, took Deftolos' words and continued.

Looking at Deftolos who was hopping on the side and was about to pounce on him, Shion suddenly felt that Aspros was more stable and reliable.

"What the hell is this..." Shi On, who had calmed down with his 200 years of accomplishment, cast his eyes on Aspoulos.

"This matter is more troublesome to talk about, we may change the place... Well, who is this guy?" Aspros, who skillfully appeased the bored Deftolos, looked at him, still paralyzed on the ground and unable to get up Saga raised her eyebrows lightly.

"...Well, it's a long story, do you mind helping to bring this child there?" Shi Ang, who suddenly had a bad taste, smiled unkindly, and then said,

"He is this year's Gemini Gold Saint, Saga."

"It's your juniors..."

wide awake

I!Le!indivual!Big!go!

God knows how much Deftolos wanted to lift the table in front of him to the heaven after listening to Shi On's words, given that the current (mou) present (ren) situation (de) situation (jian) does not (jue) match (zhen) Suitable (ya), he could only silently swallow the mouthful of blood from his mouth, then squatted beside the now-Gemini-zodiac-comatose Gold Saint Saga who was ruthlessly thrown aside, poking and poking as if venting his anger.

Bear boy, let you not learn well!Let you play Jingfen!Let you engage in assassination!Let you die!let you do...

"Okay, Deftolos, even if you stab him to death, he won't wake up now." Aspros, who appeared behind Deftolos at some point, simply squatted there to cos the Scorpio Saint Seiya His younger brother dragged him away from there, and lightly put him on the sofa,

"It's your junior anyway, don't go too far."

...It's not that he doesn't want to see his Dever focus on others.

"Hey, Aspros, to be honest, he is your junior. My junior is his younger brother." Deftolos, who didn't resist at all, let the other party put himself on the sofa. (er) Zheng (lang) corrected (dang) the mistakes in his Nissan's words, and adjusted his sitting posture by the way.

"It's all the same." Aspros put the teacup that had been cooled to the right temperature on the table into Deftolos's hand, and Aspros, who casually rubbed Deftolos's hair, sat down in front of Shion again. down.

"So it is true that we won the jihad, then you know we..." Aspros, who pointed at himself and Deftolos, looked seriously at Shi On, who was no longer young in front of him,

"What is our end?"

He may not care about the outcome of the jihad, and he may not care about what the world will become, but he must pay attention to the outcome of Deftolos.

As for him, he will always be with Deftolos, life or death.

"I'm sorry, I don't know." Facing Aspros' seriousness, Shi On, who really couldn't deceive him, finally just shook his head regretfully, showing that he didn't know.

The jihad was so tragic, maybe as Aspros explained to him just now, the two of them who had time-jumped did not experience it.