[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

Gently sniffing the rich and elegant warm fragrance at the end of my nose, I held a pot of pale yellow rose flowers from the far east in my hand, and walked briskly to the gate of the Rose Manor where Yabo Fica was located.

These flowers were transported to the mainland along the sea route along with silk, porcelain, spices, etc., and the price exceeded the equivalent weight of gold. I heard that the French royal gardeners are already trying to graft these exotic flowers with local roses and breed them. ---- You can also learn from the rose garden in the sanctuary.

I was holding a gift, standing at the gate of this lonely house, er, I didn't see half of the attendants to report, Yabofika is really avoiding people extremely.

what to do?I straightened the cuffs of my French baroque dress, and asked politely, "Excuse me, is Mr. Abafica there? I am your new neighbor. I am here to visit according to the etiquette."

The sound is not loud, but with the hearing power of a golden saint, he must be able to hear it.

However, after standing for a long time, there was only the breeze blowing through the rose fields, just like the scarlet velvet curtain that was never opened, revealing the face and figure of the protagonist.

I looked at the satin vest with rosebuds embroidered with gold thread, which was shining brightly in the sun.I put a little effort into dressing this up, just wanting to compare it secretly with Yabofeika... No way, I am the top of the ghost fighters in terms of appearance and temperament. It's normal to have a duel mentality.

Even if I can't see anyone, I can still show my generous demeanor.

So, I put the rose flower pot upright at his gate, smiled and said to the door, "Mr. Yabofika, I am sorry that I may have disturbed your quiet life, and I will leave now. However, this A beautiful flower I hope you will accept—it is easy to grow, and it is not a rose."

Then, I turned around and left lightly.Turning back after walking a long way, well, the elegant pale yellow is still standing at the closed gate.The rose that shoulders the mission, I can only wish you good luck.

The next day, the third day it was still the same.Jabofika kept the door closed.On the fourth day, the thunderstorms that had accumulated for a long time in the summer finally came.Sitting in the unfinished mansion, watching the heavy rain pouring down from the window, looking at the plants in the flower garden, I thought to myself, the petals of that pot of roses must have been beaten to pieces, if it was soaked like this If you hit the water, you will definitely die.

However, after a heavy rain, the sky was blue, and behind the statue of the sanctuary goddess, a brilliant rainbow of seven colors appeared.I stared at the Pope's Hall and the Temple of the Goddess, and suddenly remembered that tomorrow is the date of visiting Sasha for the first time... Well, let's play out the identity of Uncle Minos, the caring and caring person, to the end.

Turn your eyes to the white dome of the Sagittarius Palace--Is Sisyphus reading this time after lunch break?When he was contemplating, his thick eyelashes were like ripe ears of wheat, and his dark brown eyes shone with warmth and reason, and even the slightest touch made me deeply fascinated.

If I succeeded in making Abafika at least close to his companion and friend, Sisyphus would not know how happy he would be.

When I passed Rose Manor on my way to Sagittarius Palace in the evening, I saw that the gate was finally empty.

Haha, the first step was successful after all, it seems that Yabo Fica is also a soft-hearted person.There was an upward arc at the corner of my mouth, but it was a pity that I couldn't see the face.

However, at sunset the next day, Sisyphus and I went up the mountain to the Temple of the Goddess to meet Sasha. When we passed the last palace of Pisces along the way, the magnificent light gold intertwined with the glow of burning clouds, like the background, printed the last palace of guardianship. Silhouette of palace warrior.

He stood there faithfully, with the snow-white cloak hanging quietly behind the golden holy garment, and the beautiful halo of the sunset made me unable to tell whether his hair was light gold or light gray blue----but this What does it matter?

Well, beautiful human beings.How beautiful he is.The beauty is as beautiful as the dew lily of the valley, and the beauty is as elegant as the blooming rose --- the tear mole in the lower left corner of the eye adds a touch of magnificence, what a beautiful person he is!

Four words, a stunner in the world.

I quickly contacted Sisyphus to talk about my appearance and temperament in my mind: Is it bright and clear, like an ivory sculpture enshrined to the ancient Greek gods?But the point is, who is prettier, Yabofika or I?

I really want to ask Sisyphus or Regulus.But Sisyphus was no longer with me, and he went to Abafica--

Jabofika took half a step back, making sure to keep a distance from her companion.

In Sisyphus' eyes, there was a sense of love and responsibility, which made me sigh inwardly: Is this the burden of getting rid of Yabofika, and carrying it again?

The two of them were talking.The content is roughly that Sisyphus told Abafica that I came to visit the goddess, the Pope had already agreed, and he was waiting in the Temple of the Goddess with others.

How many people are still watching... Are they afraid that I will teach the goddess badly?I laughed in my heart.

Abafica let it go naturally.But Sisyphus smiled at him and warmly proposed to invite him to meet the goddess and everyone.

Abafica shook her head.This is rejected.

What more did Sisyphus say, I already laughed.Walking like flying, I walked up to Sisyphus and patted him on the shoulder, "In the eyes of Pisces warriors, Sisyphus, you are not strong enough. It is useless to say anything, let's go, Go see Sasha."

Abafika stepped back further.I immediately responded to his move, and said plausibly to Sisyphus, "Didn't you see that? Pisces fighters have always been afraid of someone who came out of nowhere, severely injured him and made his blood splatter... You, His Excellency the Pope They can only watch, they can neither stop nor hide, they are all splashed by his poisonous blood..."

Sisyphus twitched his face, and said helplessly, "Minos..." Turning his head, he said to Yabofika, "I'm sorry, Yabofika."

Yabo Fika's beautiful and calm face remained calm, she shook her head, "It's nothing."

Regardless of Sisyphus gently pinching my arm, I continued, "This warrior of Athena in Pisces, Yabofika is so afraid that her blood will splash on us... although I don't know what it is Humans can easily injure and bleed Athena's warriors in daily life... Don't worry about Sisyphus, wait until Yabofika is confident enough to defeat the enemy without bloodshed, or have a clear understanding of the skills of your other saints With enough confidence, he will definitely not avoid people like this. Trust my judgment, Sisyphus!"

"...Please don't say that, Mr. Minos. A warrior in the sanctuary, strong and confident, not afraid of sacrifice, enough to protect Athena and the world." Yabofika said quietly, frowning slightly.

"Really?" I raised my eyebrows with a smile, raised my hand and pulled the hollow lace on the cuff, then pointed in the direction of Yabofika, and hooked my fingers decisively.

"Then, why don't you go up to pay respects to the goddess with us? I believe that you, a loyal warrior of the goddess, won't bite yourself suddenly and let the poisonous blood splatter."

Yabo Fika's lips moved, such a beautiful and noble warrior, no one would dare to say the sarcastic words I said to him.

In the end, Yabofika followed Sisyphus and me slowly, still keeping a certain distance, but after all, she was willing to meet Sasha and the Pope together.

Walking on the steps, I winked at Sisyphus beside me and asked him how I was doing?

He patted my arm lightly, then rubbed his hair helplessly, "Ah! Really, I lost to you, Minos."

That's a good point.Just to lose to me.Sisyphus, you will definitely lose to me in the future.

I retracted the smug look in my eyes, continued to look at Sisyphus, and suddenly told him to stop, "The hair tie on your forehead is loose. Shall I put it on for you again?"

He smiled and said yes, stood still towards me, and slightly lowered his head.

long-cherished wish! !My heart beeped and I pulled my fingertips quickly, and reached out to gently touch his hair---it was exactly as I thought, the brown hair was flexible, with the refreshment after the bath, it felt like the best fine linen, comfortable The feeling spreads from the hand to the heart.Sisyphus, the Greek man even has a light citrus fragrance on the island in the scorching sun.

I forced myself to be calm, untied his dark red hair tie, held it in my hand and compared it again, and carefully, even reverently, tied him up again.

"I found that when you wear the holy clothes, you seldom wear the crown of Sagittarius - is this to show respect for others? You have to talk to so many people in the sanctuary every day, and you are afraid that the golden crown will give you The rest of the saints bring invisible pressure? You are such a humble and polite guy who is extremely considerate of others, Sisyphus."

I whispered to him with a smile, but there are still some words that I can only write in my heart--I even think that gold is just a burden to you.Where can you overwhelm the dazzling brilliance of yourself?

Sisyphus was praised so much by me, or maybe it was because I was too close to him, and the sleeves of his clothes were full of fragrance, or maybe it was because the summer evening sun was so warm that his face turned slightly red.

After a while, the figure of Abfika behind us also stopped there.I turned my head and smiled at Yabo Fika - the hearing power of the golden saint must have heard everything.But that's okay.

Holding a helmet in one hand, standing in front of the golden-red radiant sky background of the sunset, like a perfect oil painting, I said loudly, "Don't look out, Sisyphus is intoxicated by my praise ----"

Sisyphus coughed dryly, tried to recover as usual, covered his forehead and smiled, "Okay, smart Minos, with your personality and observation skills, I dare say that if you are a saint fighter, you must be at the gold level." The strong man, and probably there is nothing to deal with----" He patted me on the shoulder while laughing.

----I quickly realized that Sisyphus hoped that Yabo Fika would see the joy of intimacy and friendship among colleagues and friends, and let go of her heart and start to approach people?Even if he still resists, he still hopes that I will take the initiative to try to break through?

Oh well.But this task requires thick skin and courage.For the high hopes of Sisyphus, I can take it.

"However, I'm not a saint, Sisyphus." I looked at the gorgeous sunset in the sky, and my eyes fell back on his face, and said solemnly, "But, what I want, I can get it in the end." . Definitely, I can get it."

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Well, most people in the sanctuary later thought that Minos was in love with Athena, the goddess of love.However, there are still a very small number of people who do not exceed the number of hands, and see the truth. . .