Greece brings evildoers

"Stop, I have something to say!"

"Want me to help you remember your last words?"

Athena asked with a smile, wiping the shiny tip of her gun, and slowly approached the target.

Seeing the increasingly brilliant smile on that face, Lorne shuddered.

According to his understanding of this goddess of wisdom, the happier she smiles, the darker her actions will be.

Seeing that Athena was about to walk in front of him, Lorne made up his mind and spoke hurriedly.

"Themis! I just saw the first generation goddess of justice!"

"Oh? Tell me about it."

As soon as these words came out, Athena's eyes flashed, and she became very interested. She put down the gun of victory in her hand and waved to Lorne at the door.

Feeling that the pressure on him had dissipated a little, Lorne looked at the large area of ​​divine light patterns on the periphery of the courtyard that were like an iron barrel, and could only bite the bullet and walk into the courtyard.

There was no way. In order to ensure that he would not be stabbed into a sieve by Athena who was caught cheating, he could only sell the first generation goddess of justice in advance.

Lorne made up his mind, and after considering the words several times in his mind, he told about his findings and speculations on Astraia.

Athena listened carefully to the analysis of the other side, with a thoughtful look in her bright eyes.

"You mean, Themis used some secret technique that you don't know to project her consciousness and host it in the body of her disciple Astraia. The two consciousnesses can switch actively when needed to deal with different situations."

"Yes, only in this way can we explain the extremely different behavioral logic between them several times."

"Well, this makes sense. No wonder I always feel that Astraia's eyes sometimes look at me, and it seems a little wrong..."

Lorne asked subconsciously: "What do you mean by wrong?"

"Well, there is pity, helplessness, and a little guilt..." Athena made a general description through her memories, and then concluded, "Probably, it's like the emotion of an elder caring for a younger generation."

Lorne thought about it for a while and figured out where Themis's complicated mood came from.

After the first goddess of wisdom, Metis, was swallowed by Zeus, the original goddess of justice was disgusted by this, so she established the law of marriage, restricted Zeus's authority, and left Olympus angrily.

Combined with the background of the two jointly building the new order of Olympus in the Titan War, Metis and Themis are likely to be old acquaintances with a deep relationship.

Maybe even close friends.

As the daughter of Metis, Athena appeared in front of Themis, which inevitably reminded the goddess of justice of some sad old things and exposed her true feelings.

Looking at Athena, who was sitting at the table and drinking honey water leisurely with a big melon on her face, Lorne suddenly woke up.

"So, you asked me to come this time?"

"Just chat..." Athena replied with a smile.

"Then you squatted in my house with a gun?!" Lorne couldn't help but raise his voice, with a black line on his face.

"I'm a goddess of battle, isn't it reasonable to carry a gun with me?" Athena blinked, then threw the Spear of Victory away, pointed at a little blond figure that emerged from it, and said innocently, "And look, Nikki, you know her too, what's the big deal?"

The evidence is sufficient and the argument is detailed.

For a moment, Loen was speechless.

But seeing the almost unconcealable ridicule in Athena's bright eyes, Loen knew that he was being fooled by the black-bellied goddess in front of him again.

It's not that he used a hatchet, but he really wanted to vent his anger.

After figuring out the trick, Loen couldn't help but reveal a resentful look and complained with a dark face.

"My Lady Goddess, I have worked hard to find helpers for you to strengthen the Academy of Athens and compile a code of law to educate the Athenians. It would be fine if you were not grateful, but you actually waited for me in the yard with a gun. This is too much!"

"How could it be? I came here specially to give you a gift."

Athena smiled slightly, raised her hand and held it, and a golden cup with a gorgeous shape and inscribed with dense spells fell into the hands of the goddess of wisdom.

Seeing the bright light and the obscure meaning in it, Loen couldn't help but feel excited.

"The Holy Grail is completed?!"

"Although I know you have your own plans, you spent so much time and effort just to cast a wine vessel..."

Athena shook her head and threw the golden cup over casually, with a little helplessness in her words.

In an era of struggle and turmoil, using rare materials and a lot of time to cast a wine vessel as your own sacred object obviously violates the traditional concept of the Age of Gods to do everything possible to enhance strength.

Even the goddess of wisdom, who is known for her wisdom, cannot fully understand Loen's choice.

In response to this question, Lorne smiled without saying anything, but patiently integrated his divinity into the Holy Grail in his hand.

Seeing that she could not get any results from asking, Athena rolled her eyes at Lorne, casually reached into the running magic array, and threw a square silver metal box to the other side with a hum.

"Fortunately, I prepared something else for you."

Hearing the crisp collision sound, Lorne immediately put away the Holy Grail and poked the silver metal box engraved with star patterns and a ball of flames on the ground with some curiosity.

"Sacred clothes? Silver? Did you throw me a set that no one uses?"

As soon as the fingertips touched the surface of the silver metal box, the entire module instantly split into hundreds of delicate parts, automatically flew to Lorne's body, and merged with it.

As the silver-white holy cloth was completely constructed on his body, Lorne felt a majestic and ancient divinity pouring into his body, pouring into the sixth space of the golden roulette, vaguely outlining a The face of the phantom of flame suddenly changed slightly.

"This is……"

"The altar is specially prepared for you by Aunt Hestia and I."

Athena rolled her eyes at a certain guy and answered proudly.

When he heard the true name of the holy garment he was wearing, Lorne suddenly realized it.

In ancient Greek mythology, the Temple of Heaven is an altar in heaven where the sacred fire is always lit.

Legend has it that after the Battle of the Titans, the Olympus side set up an altar in the sky to commemorate this hard-won victory and show the eternal glory of Olympus like a flame, and enshrined the holy fire in it. .

The person who originally lit and guarded this flame was Hestia, the goddess of the hearth.

Therefore, it has extraordinary significance. It is the beginning of the glory of Olympus and has the hidden meaning of commanding the stars.

Similarly, among the eighty-eight sets of holy garments designed by him and Athena, the altar base is also one of the few functional holy garments.

Not only does the mirror on the chest, like a breastplate, store the holy fire that has been burning since the age of mythology, but this holy garment has also been granted special powers by Athena, which can deprive any Saint of the right to use the holy garment. .

In other words, the altar seat is actually the future leader and commander of the entire Saint Seiya Legion. In a sense, the goddess's agent will protect the sacred fire drawn from the Olympus Altar to the death and make it last forever. Immortal.

"You don't want your life, you dare to touch that thing!"

Lorne looked at Athena in front of him in astonishment, raised his hand and pressed the mirror on his chest, feeling the flame inside that was beating and burning at the same frequency as his heart, and suddenly felt a little hot.

The original sacred fire, the eternal glory of Olympus.

Give enlightenment to barbarism, light to darkness, and sublimity to mortals.

The reason why the golden humans were able to emerge from ignorance at an astonishing speed and establish prosperity second only to the gods was not only guided by the prophet Prometheus, but also related to the sacred fire that Prometheus stole from the heavens. .

However, the ending is also tragic.

The golden humans were annihilated along with their civilization under the wrath of God, and even Prometheus was still hanging on the Caucasus Mountains, waiting to dry.

With such a tragic lesson learned from the past, how could Lorne not feel terrified in his heart.

However, Athena spoke calmly and comforted her, as if she had everything under control.

"Don't worry, my aunt has decided to transfer the responsibility of guarding the holy fire and the altar to you, so from now on, this will be your normal job. As the upright patron saint of the altar, it is normal to be a little bit like the holy fire. No one will doubt it. On you."

"What if?"

Lorne looked at Athena who was swearing suspiciously, always feeling that there seemed to be something else hidden under those bright eyes.

"There is no such thing as a chance."

Athena once again solemnly promised, with a determined and bright smile on her face.

"Because, I will take action and personally teach you how to control and hide this power."

"teach?"

Lorne murmured subconsciously, and then saw Athena waving her hand, holding the victory spear that Nikki had transformed into, and polishing the tip of the spear unhurriedly.

grass!

In an instant, as if an electric current coursed through his brain, Lorne suddenly woke up and couldn't help but shudder. Then he turned around and ran away without hesitation.

He knew that this petty woman had no intention of letting him go tonight!

"Buzz~~"

As the victory spear hit the ground, the surrounding space began to spin, turning into a huge closed labyrinth, pulling the speedy [Goat] back into its base.

"There's no class yet, why are you running?"

There was no trace of fireworks in the gentle voice behind her. Athena held a shield in her left hand and a gun in her right hand, approaching with a smile.

Lorne, who was blocked in the corner, looked at the extremely bright smile on that face and felt like crying.

He knew that after tonight's severe beating, he would definitely not be able to escape.

That being the case, there's not much to say.

Is the Lord God amazing? I'm not a vegetarian either!

Lorne let out a roar of grief and anger, activated all the power in his body, and rushed forward with gritted teeth.