[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

Guys talk a lot when they get together for a drink.I rested my forehead on one hand and watched Sisyphus, while listening to them talking about the trainees they taught, I soon heard the name Regulus.

The nephew of Sisyphus, the son of the Leo warrior, who was recognized as the strongest saint in the previous generation.What started to fill my mind was the marriage of the Golden Saint Seiya--well, will Sisyphus also find a girl from the Sanctuary to marry?I licked the tips of my teeth and squeezed the cup slightly harder.

Out of the corner of his eye, Aspulos seemed to turn his head to look at me.But I still only look at one position recklessly.

Inside the Sagittarius Palace, Hasgart looked at the calm Sisyphus, and suddenly felt emotional, "This child's situation is very similar to your childhood, Sisyphus, who worked hard to become a golden saint, but because of a bright Shining's role model of flesh and blood relatives will not only be squeezed out by jealousy, but will also be compared and pointed at----"

As soon as I heard it, I immediately became very interested in Sisyphus' past.How did he survive being pushed out and bullied as a child in a sanctuary surrounded by a heroic and idol-like brother?How good-hearted he must be--

In my ears, I heard Aspros's clear and steady voice: "All of this is the only way to become a qualified fighter and constantly improve your skills and mentality. If you feel that the situation is pitiful, you have to force yourself to learn to fight! Where do we One didn't come here like this?"

The draft of the summer night blows gently in through the window.Dispels the smell of wine with a floral aroma.For a while, only the sound of pottery cups being placed on the table could be heard in the room.The light and shadows of several people were projected obliquely on the stone wall.

Sisyphus gently folded his hands in front of his chin. He stared at the candlelight swaying in the wind and fell into reminiscence, "At that time, the three of us made an agreement to create the future together. I will be like my brother who enlightened me, Do your best to guide Regulus to get rid of the confusion and confusion in his heart. Everyone including him, everyone in the sanctuary... must have a bright future."

After he finished speaking, he laughed again, filled up the wine, and each had a glass.

I also took the wine and took a casual sip.Taking advantage of this time to look at Sisyphus more probingly, I always feel that when he talked about the bright future just now, besides the resolute expression, there is another meaning----a pain that is hidden so deeply that it cannot be expressed.

Any cruel secrets, Sisyphus?

I stared at him, wanting to explore even more, wanting to touch his short hair lightly, wanting to see his past with my own eyes, and wanting to know what all the factors that worried him were.Until the dead of night, Gemini and Taurus have left, and only Sisyphus and I are left in Sagittarius. When I heard him in the next bedroom, he was silent and probably fell into a deep sleep. This thought was still like a burning fire ----I really want to know everything about him.

It's just...for him, my intimacy is far worse than that of Aspoulos and the others, right?How could it be poured out.

I thought gloomily.Then I can only find out by myself.Sisyphus, his deepest secret—about the future.

Ahhh, no matter what the future is, as long as he doesn't marry a pure and authentic sanctuary girl and give birth to an authentic and pure and good kid----I don't think any future is troublesome.

In the dark night, my thoughts were burning vigorously, and my vision was extremely clear. I really had nothing to do, and I didn't want to wake him up with my movements, so I just lay down and looked around.

Sisyphus' Sagittarius Palace, the furnishings are simple and elegant, and the sheets in the guest bedroom remind me of his white linen shirt.

What is the most placed in his bedroom today?It is books.Greek, Latin, and various languages ​​filled the two walls.

----I will order tomorrow that the mansion at the foot of the mountain must build a bright and smooth library.It is also necessary to send people to Venice and Rome to purchase all kinds of books, and all the rare and out-of-print ancient manuscripts will be obtained for me.

The next day, after I woke up, I saw Sisyphus who was full of energy and spirit. He said good morning to me with a friendly smile, and I almost thought that the moment I captured last night was an illusion.

No, absolutely not.

Now the leading figure in the sanctuary has just recovered the goddess and made great contributions, and his lost brother has gradually faded away. In the golden story of the rise of the new generation, he has become a man who can completely stand shoulder to shoulder with his brother, or even surpass him Legend, after all, what future is there to worry about?

I thought about it carefully while eating breakfast.The pope will look at omens through astrology, and the sanctuary has a so-called place to accept oracle predictions.Is Sisyphus's secret complex related to this?

I looked at the caring and caring man sitting across the table.

It was a good breakfast that day—I bet he wouldn't have half a dozen staples on the table to choose from when he was eating by himself—and included the decidedly un-Greek, lasagna with olive oil cheese.This was specially prepared for me, he ordered.I looked at the food and smiled slightly.

Standing up, I walked out the door quickly under Sisyphus's probing and concerned eyes.When I came in again later, I already had a bouquet of fresh lavender nameless flowers in my hand.

"This is from the foreign minister of the Sagittarius Palace, with morning dew. Take a look, will you feel more happy when you look at it while eating?" I filled the water pot on the table and inserted the bouquet of flowers into it.I have to say that the combination of Greek pottery pots is very pleasing to the eye.

Sisyphus also smiled appreciatively.After a pleasant breakfast, I got him to agree without much effort, and followed him down the mountain to the training ground to watch.

All I want to see is Regulus.What Hasgart said last night made me very impressed and curious about this kid.

Because he was going to train students, he took off his usual white shirt, and he didn't wear the holy clothes. Today, he only had a set of simple shoulder pads and knee pads. I saw him wrap the cloth around his wrists, so I approached him naturally. , reached out to help him fix it together.

"Does your nephew look like you when you were a child? Sisyphus." I looked at his firm arms and felt his breath gently brushing against my face.

He smiled, feeling a little proud, "No, in fact Regulus is a once-in-a-hundred-year-old proud son, with superhuman talent, much better than when I was a child, and soon he will become a golden saint."

What, I don't believe it.

We came to the training ground together, the sun was bright and the weather was good, the birds were singing on the branches, and the green land was like a pure land of bliss. Fully comprehend the secret language of the earth - the birds jumped on his shoulders, and even the wild deer licked his hands without fear.

Naturally, before I even got there, the animals were alarmed and fled in fright.

"Ahhh! What happened. They are afraid." The little boy opened his eyes. His eyes and hair were the same dark brown as Sisyphus's. After all, they were closely related by blood.

"So it's you!" He jumped up, yelled at Sisyphus with a smile, and ran over in a few steps.

Sisyphus reached out and stroked his hair. "I'm here to test you, Regulus."

"Haha, I'll surprise you, Uncle Sisyphus." The boy's face was full of confidence.Then, he looked at me - "Wow! It's exactly as I heard, Uncle Sisyphus, you brought a beautiful and delicate person to the sanctuary!"

He circled around me twice like a circle, and muttered, "It's really comparable to Abafika."

This name is the Golden Saint of Pisces, rumored to be very, very beautiful, man.

It is a happy thing to be compared in the eyes of children.The beauty in the eyes of children, without any other cognition, is the real beauty.

In the future, under the legend of the sanctuary, the fighters of the underworld will not only be the fly caller Veronica--evil.

Looking at the child who is related to Sisyphus in front of him---- he is vigorous and vigorous, and he is very attractive.I temporarily suppressed all other thoughts, bent down with a smile, and stretched out my hand to him. "Hi, my name is Minos."