Saint Seiya Evil Skull

Johannesson trotted over to Deathmask and asked, "Respected Lord Deathmask, how can I help you?"

Deathmask glanced at Johannesson and said, "You guys aren't that great here. The food looks just so-so. With your taste, what kind of clothes can you make?"

"Lord Deathmask, this is mainly because we were not well prepared this time. Not many people came. Plus, the people in the Sanctuary are a little... a little too enthusiastic. Our chefs are too busy, so we have to... have to lower the standards. I hope you can understand." Johannesson nodded and smiled.

Deathmask looked around and curled his lips. What were those people around him eating? They were making so much noise. He felt very embarrassed and thought he should leave quickly before Aphrodite saw him and laughed at him again.

Seeing Deathmask about to leave, Johannesson immediately said, "Master Deathmask, our boss has also come to Greece and is planning to open another Michelin three-star restaurant here. We'd like to invite a gourmet like you to come and taste the food and offer your feedback."

"Oh! Your boss is here too, so why don't you come to the Sanctuary to express your condolences? You also want to treat me to a meal. What exactly do you want to do?" Deathmask became interested.

"Our boss felt it was a bit abrupt to come directly, so he entrusted me to do it this time. As for treating you to a meal..." Johannesson was still summing up his words when he was interrupted by a voice.

"Why, you invited Deathmask but not me? Do you look down on me as a gourmet?" A rough voice sounded, it was Taurus Aldiba.

"You, you call yourself a gourmet? You don't deserve it." Deathmask sneered.

"you……"

Seeing the two men about to fight, Johannesson quickly intervened, "It's truly an honor for us both to be here in person." He persuaded them, finally managing to stop. However, he didn't notice that the moment he turned around, a subtle glint flashed in the eyes of Deathmask and Aldiba.

In this day and age, no one is a fool. Who would do something that has no benefits? Bringing warmth to the sanctuary for free without expecting anything in return? How is this possible?

When Deathmask appeared, Johannesson was so enthusiastic that Aldebaran immediately understood their target was Deathmask. However, since the Sanctuary had already accepted the gift, they were willing to help as a token of their gratitude, provided it wasn't too much trouble. However, to prevent any accidents, it would be best if two Gold Saints went together, so they could look after each other if any problems arose. When Aldebaran appeared and exchanged glances with Deathmask, both understood immediately.

After getting the accurate information from Deathmask, Johannesson immediately found a place with few people, took out a satellite phone to contact Albelic, and told the other party that in addition to Deathmask, Taurus Gold Saint Aldebaran also wanted to taste the food. Albelic agreed without thinking.

After receiving Albelisi's confirmation, Johannesson immediately approached Deathmask and Aldebaran and asked, "Lord Deathmask, Lord Aldebaran, I've already informed the boss, and he welcomes you both very much. When are you two free? I'll arrange it."

"What did you just use?" Deathmask asked curiously. Deathmask was actually born in an ordinary family in Sicily, Italy, and entered the holy land to practice early. Of course, he had never seen a satellite phone.

Johannesson was visibly taken aback by Diesmask's question. He then pulled out his satellite phone and asked, "Are you talking about this? This is a satellite phone. It uses satellite signals to communicate with the other end, but the signal is sometimes not so good."

Deathmask picked up this brick-like thing with a long antenna on the top. Aldiba next to him couldn't help but lean over to take a look. After all, people are full of curiosity about unknown things.

Seeing how absorbed they were in watching, Johannesson politely said, "If you two adults like it, the satellite phone is available for you two."

"You said it." After saying that, Deathmask put the satellite phone under his arm, indicating that it was his.

Johannesson was speechless. He was just being polite, but who knew that the unsophisticated Deathmask would just take it away. Well, this time they had to bring in a satellite phone, but for the sake of the mission, he still nodded and said, "As I said, as long as you like it, I have the charger in my car. I'll give it to you later. This thing needs to be charged frequently."

"Charging?" Deathmask immediately realized the problem. Their Sanctuary pursued the ultimate power and had always been relatively traditional, even using candles for lighting. Where would I get the electricity when I stayed in the Sanctuary all day? Where was the electricity???

Arudiba was originally a little interested, but when he learned that this thing needed to be charged, he immediately lost interest.

Seeing the two men's instant loss of interest, and Deathmask even throwing the satellite phone at him, Johannesson's heart immediately tightened. "What did I say wrong? Didn't I just say I needed to charge it? Is the Sanctuary out of power?"

Deathmask looked at Johannesson, who was looking troubled. He didn't want to give him any more time to think, so he said directly, "Let's go! We'd better leave early so we can get back sooner." Without hesitation, he walked out of the sanctuary. Arudiba followed closely behind, and they embarked on this journey together.

Upon seeing this, Johannesson hurriedly instructed his men, "You must entertain the warriors of the Sanctuary well and provide good service. If they have any other needs, just call me directly." After arranging everything, he felt at ease to follow the pace of Deathmask and Aldiba.

Outside the sanctuary, there was a special car waiting to pick them up. When the three arrived at the door, in order to show his importance, Johannesson specially arranged a Rolls-Royce Silver Shadow, which was also the best car Johannesson could find in a short time. Johannesson opened the back door and asked Deathmask and Aldiba to get in. As Deathmask got in the car, he muttered: It’s so troublesome to take a car, what a waste of time.

Johannesson's forehead was filled with black lines after hearing this. You would think that everyone is the same as you, and they will arrive at the place in a flash.

Arudeba was a little interested in riding in a car, especially this car which looked very high-end. But Arudeba was too big. His height was estimated to be about two meters and one. Normally, someone of his height could only ride in a specially customized car. But Arudeba couldn't even lift his head when sitting in the car. Johannesson looked embarrassed and thought: I was so careless. I forgot how tall this guy is. What should I do?

While Johannesson was still hesitating, Aldiba felt even more uncomfortable. The mocking expression on Deathmask's face beside him completely infuriated Aldiba. He raised his hands and, with the force of a king lifting a tripod, suddenly exerted his strength and ripped the roof off the car. After that, the guy stretched his body and said, "This is much more comfortable, and I can see clearly now." Then Aldiba looked at Johannesson and said, "You're not going to ask me to pay for this car, are you?"

Johannesson's mouth dropped open, a final wave of frustration building. "Oh, this car has become a convertible." Oh, what a sin! Another car got in there. Compensation? Fearing my life was in jeopardy, I hurriedly said, "Of course not, Master Arudiba. I was inconsiderate. You've got to do it yourself. Let's go!" Then, he motioned for the driver to hurry up so he could take a break.

During this time, everyone took a helicopter to their destination, Thessaloniki, Greece. This is a port in northern Greece and the second largest city in Greece. Fortunately, the helicopter sent this time had enough space, otherwise...

Near the seaside on the outskirts of Thessaloniki, there's a hotel. In its backyard, there's a dedicated helicopter landing pad. As the helicopter slowly landed on the landing pad, people disembarked. Following a welcoming receptionist, they entered the hotel lobby. The building has three floors, each offering a beautiful sea view.

The three of them took the elevator to the third floor. The entire third floor was a large banquet hall. In the middle of the third floor, there was a long western table covered with white cloth. Across the table sat a red-haired man who looked young. When he saw them coming, he quickly stood up and asked Deathmask and Aldebaran to sit down. The red-haired man was naturally our protagonist, Albelici.

As the elevator doors slowly opened, they arrived on the third floor. A spacious and luxurious banquet hall appeared before them. Bright lights illuminated the entire space, and exquisite paintings hung on the walls, and a gorgeous carpet covered the floor.

In the center of the third floor stood a long, Western-style table. Covered in a crisp white cloth, it looked elegant. However, the most striking thing about the table was the man sitting across from it. He had bright red hair and looked young, but his eyes revealed a maturity and composure.

When Deathmask, Mu, and Aldiba walked in, the red-haired man immediately stood up, greeted them warmly, and gestured for Deathmask and Aldiba to sit next to him. This red-haired man was none other than the protagonist of the story, Alberich.

Seeing that the two main guests of the banquet had arrived, he immediately waved his hand to signal for the wine and food to be served.

Our Johannesson had already taken his leave and went back to record his expenses, preparing to ask his boss for reimbursement.