Saint Seiya: This Gemini is a bit of a trap.

"Hmm, it looks pretty good, it's kind of like a Saint Seiya character."

Looking at the neatly dressed young fighter, Albiot nodded and said solemnly:

"Once the operation begins, you must maintain this image. You are candidates for Saint Seiya. No matter how carefree and irresponsible you may be in the Sanctuary, once you leave the Sanctuary, you represent the image of the Sanctuary!"

"You are messengers of justice, warriors of hope, and representatives of the goddess Athena on earth. You must always remain mysterious, noble, aloof, and powerful, giving people the confidence to fight against evil!"

"do you understand?"

"understand!"

The young warriors answered in unison: the Sanctuary's doctrines contain many rules regarding the conduct and behavior of Saints. In short, they are to present an image of mystery, nobility, aloofness, power, and invincibility.

The little fighters' understanding was that they had to show off!

"It seems you have a deep understanding. Very good. The preparations are now complete. Two more Silver Saints will be arriving shortly."

Albio slowly said, "I will explain the specifics of the Dark Saints to you on the way."

"A Silver Saint?!"

As soon as Albio finished speaking, the young fighters reverted to their old ways, asking in surprise, "Teacher Albio, were there any other people involved in this operation?"

"Don't make a fuss. A Saint must be calm enough to remain unmoved even if the sky collapses or the earth cracks."

Albio gave a reprimand, then said, "The Dark Saints are not weak. How could you possibly deal with them on your own? Compared to you, they are the main force in this operation."

"So we're just supporting characters?"

"Yes."

"Uh~"

Just as the young warriors were feeling annoyed, a crow suddenly cried out from the sky.

Suddenly, the distant horizon turned pitch black, and countless crows flew towards this side like dark clouds, almost obscuring half of the sky.

"The main force has arrived..."

As Albiot spoke, a flock of crows flew overhead, and many black lines hung down from the dark mass of crows.

A sleazy young man dressed in silver armor was hanging in mid-air, holding onto black threads. Seeing that the young warriors were looking at him, he stuck out his saliva-covered tongue and made a face.

"This is what you meant by... the main force?!"

The young warriors were speechless. The image of the Silver Saint in front of them was truly shocking. Where was the mysterious, noble, aloof, and powerful person they were promised?

"Brother Kimian!"

Milo, on the other hand, was very friendly. As soon as Kimian landed, the two of them huddled together.

"Little Milo, did you enjoy it last night?"

"Cool!"

"Hehe~"

The two looked like kindred spirits.

The others were also sizing up Kimian. He was dressed in a silver Saint Cloth as bright as the moon, but he had a lewd old man's face. In addition, he was less than 1.5 meters tall, which made him look awkward no matter how you looked at him.

"Let me introduce you. This is one of the two Saints of the Sanctuary, the Silver Saint of the Corvus, who is as famous as Sagittarius. He is known as the King of Crows."

"Kimian has 100,000 Black Crows, who can act as our eyes and ears, and also provide us with rescue. They are an indispensable main force in this operation!"

Despite Kimian's less-than-ideal appearance, Albiot showed no disrespect and solemnly introduced his qualifications to the young fighters.

"Senior Albio, you're exaggerating my strength. I just enjoy peeping."

Kimian, without any airs, finished speaking with a joking smile before saying seriously, "Hasn't the real main force arrived yet? This is somewhat out of character for her..."

"Hmm, she's always been very energetic, something must have been holding her up this time."

Alubio was nodding in agreement when suddenly his earlobe twitched slightly, and he smiled at Kimian:

"She is coming."

The words have not yet fallen.

A tremendous sonic boom echoed in the sky, and a white rainbow descended, revealing a graceful figure.

The pristine white armor, the snow-white cloak, the flowing silver hair, the gleaming mask, and the unique bandages all proclaimed the visitor's identity.

It was none other than Yura, the Silver Saint of the Peacock constellation, an old acquaintance of Jia Long and his two companions!

It’s such a small world.

The Sanctuary is even smaller.

This morning we were talking about forgetting each other in the world, but before noon we met again in the canyon.

Jia Long quickly straightened his helmet, hiding most of his face in the shadows.

Aphrodite, who had just been complaining that the blindfold wasn't aesthetically pleasing, immediately shut up and quickly put it on.

Milo secretly blended into the Phoenix constellation's large group and pretended to be invisible.

Now he realizes how good this Dark Cloth is.

Fortunately, apart from Kimian, no one else noticed their little actions.

"Teacher Albio, I'm late."

"fine."

Yura and Albio were clearly more familiar with each other. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Albio introduced Yura to the young fighters.

"Her name is Yura. She is my wife's most outstanding student, and you could say she is your senior."

"Don't let Yura's age fool you; she's only two years older than you. She's already a Silver Saint, one of the Seven Wonders of the New Generation, and is even considered to be at the pinnacle of female Saints. She's destined to become one of the flag bearers of Sanctuary!"

“As her mentor, I’ve watched Yura grow step by step. There’s no special reason why she’s reached this point; she’s just more talented and more hardworking than any of you…”

"In short, Yura is your role model. You should learn from her, ask her for advice, and communicate with her more. Also, remember that Yura is the main force in this operation. You should cooperate well and not drag her down."

Unlike when introducing Kimian, or rather, Albio wasn't introducing Yura at all, but rather taking the opportunity to give the young fighters a warning.

The fact that Yura was elevated to the heavens while the young warriors were trampled on the ground made everyone very unhappy.

While Albiot was speaking, Peacock Yura remained aloof, simply standing there quietly without even glancing at them, which made the young warriors even more annoyed.

Therefore, after Albiot finished his sermon, all the young warriors kept their distance from Yura.

Except for Shaka.

"Sis, your footsteps sound strange. Are you injured?"

"It's nothing, I just stepped on three bedbugs last night and accidentally tripped on my foot."

Chapter 40 Departure! Releasing a Mermaid

After a day, the expedition team of the Holy Land was finally assembled.

The captain is naturally Albiot of the Cepheus.

The vice-captains are Kimian of the Corvus constellation and Yura of the Peacock constellation.

According to Albiot's wishes, the official team members will be Oni of Andromeda and Giluti of Phoenix.

However, both of them are currently far away in the Lost Realm.

The reserve team members are the young fighters in the first echelon.

In addition, the team specially selected a temporary worker, Deathmask, because he was the only little fighter from the Lost Realm in the entire training camp and was familiar with the geography and customs there, so Albiot forcibly pulled him over.

Once everything was ready, the team set off and left the Sanctuary.

"Let's go! Our destination: the Lost Realm!"

……

In the jungle outside the Sanctuary, led by several Saints, the young warriors flew and flew towards the Macedonian Acropolis, which was thousands of miles away.

"Teacher Albio, why don't we take a plane? There are direct flights from Athens to Macedonia, aren't there?"

"Traveling is also a form of cultivation! Besides... the funds the Holy Land gave us were insufficient, so I used them to book ship tickets."

"Do we still need to take a boat?"

"Of course, getting to the Lost Realm requires crossing the South Atlantic!"

"Uh~"

A distance of 10,000 miles would take approximately 10 hours at the speed of sound.

In reality, the young warriors traveled for two whole days before finally arriving at the Macedonian Acropolis on the coast of the Star Realm.

After all, humans are not perpetual motion machines; even a powerful Saint Seiya cannot maintain the speed of sound for an extended period.

Having finally arrived in Macedonia, the young warriors all expressed their desire to go into the city and take a look.

Milo, in particular, who was leaving the Sanctuary for the first time, insisted on going to a proper shop in the city to wash up.

However, Albiot bluntly rejected him.

The reason is still the lack of funds for the Sanctuary.

Unable to fight city walls, the young warriors could only sigh in despair before bypassing the Macedonian citadel and boarding an oil tanker bound for the Lost Realm.

A tanker is not a cruise ship; the difference of one word is like heaven and hell.

The bare oil tanker had nothing on it except oil.

The young fighters spent most of their time holed up in the crew cabin, meditating, training, and developing their fighting skills as instructed by Albio.

The journey was incredibly boring.

The only pleasure was occasionally being able to go up to the deck to enjoy the sea breeze and chat, listening to the old crew members on the oil tanker tell some sea myths and legends.

On this day, just as the young warriors were idly leaning against the deck railing, a huge wave crashed in, almost submerging half of the bow.

As the waves receded, a burst of excited shouts suddenly came from the deck.

"Look what I found?! What a beautiful fish!"

The voice came from Aldebaran, instantly attracting the attention of the young fighters, who all gathered around it.