In the 12th palace of the Sanctuary, on the astrology floor, a guard looked around and cautiously walked in. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Did anyone follow you on the way here?" asked a white-haired old man sitting on the desk, next to the thick papers, squinting his eyes and whispering.

"No, the subordinates looked around and didn't find anything abnormal~ Even your guards didn't disturb it. After saluting, he closed the window, stooped over, and said respectfully, "This is a letter from the man Sagar to you." ”

The white-haired old man took the letter handed by the other party, and did not look at it for the first time, he glanced at the window, and then silently looked at the messenger for a long time before saying, "You are very good, what is your name?"

"Subordinate Raven Silver Saint Seiya Siriu!" The young man who called himself Serio once again pushed the golden mountain and bowed down.

"Well, I remember you, go down and rest, and wait for my reply to Zachar. The white-haired old man nodded and said.

"Yes!Lord Alex~"

Seeing Siriu's departure, Alex silently closed the window and raised his eyes to look at the Papal Palace, with a trace of light floating in his eyes, and he didn't know how long it took before he withdrew his gaze.

Picking up Sachar's secret letter, he looked at it cautiously, with three lines at a glance, and in a moment, the gray brows couldn't help but bend slightly, the gray pupils shrank suddenly, his face became bright and dark, and the power between his hands subconsciously tightened a few points, until the paper made a "Sisi" sound, which attracted Alex's consciousness back.

He sat down slowly, pressed the paper under his hand, and was silent for a moment, trying to stand up several times, and then sat down several times, looking at the short black letters on the white paper, as dazzling as the sun's rays.

In the end, Alex sighed and said to himself, "When it is decided, it is decided! Wealth and danger are sought, and there is courage!Hey~ The old man is old, and this world seems to be the world of young people. ”

After that, the old man stood up, his palms flipped, and the fireworks came to life, and the white paper and black words in the raging fire launched bursts of green smoke and turned into ashes.

There was a shock to the aftermath, and the smoke dispersed.

The old man's eyes narrowed, and he returned to the image of the cold and strong chief priest with high and powerful positions in the past, his long clothes fluttered, and he walked out of the astrological building, and the sun was setting, and the long shadow gradually moved towards the papal palace.

In the long and deep corridors of the palace, two guards respectfully saluted the chief priest as he walked out of the pope's office.

"Where is Your Majesty?" asked Alex in a deep voice because he had something on his mind, and his face was expressionless at this time.

Alex has been in a high position for a long time, with a unique majesty, this expressionless voice asked, the two guards are naturally Alexander.

"Your Majesty is in the backyard!" the two replied urgently.

At the end of the corridor was the direction to the temple of the goddess, and there was a clearing in the backyard of the palace where you could see the sunset, but not the sunrise.

The Pope wore a simple linen robe, rolled up his arms, held a kettle in one hand and a wooden stick in the other, and watered the flowers and plants growing on the land, loosening the soil, dressed like a country farmer, without the shelf of a Sanctuary Pope at all.

Alex came to the apse, and stood there quietly, without saying a word, just staring at the Pope like that, as if he did not want to break the tranquil and comfortable environment.

"You're here~" After a long time, the Pope put down the kettle in his hand, straightened his waist, gently patted the soil on his body, and said casually.

"Well, by someone. Alex pursed his lips and replied softly.

"Tea?" asked the Pope, casually as he walked over to the wooden table.

"Don't drink~" Alex replied.

"When people are old, they should learn to enjoy life, experience and experience the natural scenery, plant flowers, drink tea, and don't add some burdens to their shoulders~" The Pope took a sip of tea and looked at the sunset in the distance, as if he had a feeling.

At this moment, the sunset, the old man, inadvertently combined.

Alex also looked up at the sunset, but what he saw was the afterglow of the sun, still bright and warm. Finally he withdrew his gaze and fixed his gaze on the flowers and plants.

"The vigorous growth of the seedlings of flowers and plants is inseparable from the warmth of the sun, and it is inseparable from your clear water irrigation, the sunshine of the sunset is still warm, and the old man in the twilight can still carry a pot to water the flowers, don't you say?!"

The two old men played a sharp game, constantly hinting at each other, but the concept of life was originally different.

"Heh~" The Pope grinned, put down the teacup, and glanced at Alex standing on the side with great meaning, once upon a time, we were also young teenagers, and we also had eventful years, but time made youth no longer have traces, perhaps, people are old, their hearts are tired, and they are soft, looking at the same twilight brother in front of him, the Pope suddenly found that this position is very lonely, and he is very lonely.

With a wave of his sleeves, a chessboard appeared on the wooden table, on which was a pair of endgames and a pair of Go that had been played for a long time. Black and white are distinct, yin and yang are blended, as if the world is the chessboard, and all living beings are the chess pieces, this is the chessboard of the Pope of the Holy Land of the World, but it is also the chessboard of all living beings under the sky.

"Sit down and play chess with me. The Pope knelt on the chessboard and waved his long sleeves.

Alex frowned, then let go and walked up.

The Pope holds the white son, Alex plays the sunspot, you have the next son, I have the next son, in a moment, black and white, like two big dragons entrenched on the chessboard and strangled each other.

The pope held the white child between his hands, looked at the black and white double dragons on the chessboard, and said casually: "You see, life is like chess, pursuit, struggle, and hard work! ”

After that, he pointed to the two big dragons on the chessboard, and said, "I can't help myself~"

A sigh, a code word.

Alex picked up the sunspot and continued to fight against the white, and said softly, "Some people say that fighting with the sky, the earth, and people is endless, not to mention, this chess piece is dead, and the person is alive, but where the chess piece wants to go depends on the person who plays chess!"

Alex said and looked up at the Pope, his gaze reluctant to leave for half a minute.

His words were very explicit, and they were forced to force the palace and compliment. The chess pieces are thoughtful, but ultimately bound by the person who plays them.

"Oh~" The Pope picked up the sunspot, pondered for a moment or put it down, met the long-term gaze cast by Alex, and said, "If you have anything, just say it directly, our brothers for so many years, there is no need to beat around the bush for so long." ”

I'm beating around the bush, it's not you and I playing Tai Chi. For a moment, the corners of Alex's mouth twitched slightly.

"The choice of the successor of the pope is based on fairness and justice, Your Majesty as a scale, presumably the world is in the heart, and it is meaningless, hey~ I received a letter from Japan Saga a few days ago, I didn't want to trouble Your Majesty, but the letter is true and substantial, and Your Majesty is upright. "The foreshadowing in front of Alex, a big hat was covered, and then said, "The Japanese negative consciousness "Orochi" and the Central Asian false god Allah are inherently incompatible, thinking that back then, the former seal of the Great Snake came from the thunderous blow of His Majesty Alatya, and the traditional seal of Allah was more about sending the Golden Saint Seiya. ”

"In this way, Saga doesn't want to say that he sealed the "big snake", in the end, his life may not be guaranteed, the fall of the twins is small, and the "big snake" is a big danger to the world, I think the Sanctuary should make some adjustments, rather than being tightly limited to the battle for the heir. ”

This sentence is said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, every sentence is fair, and the face is not red and the heart is not beating, the Pope looked at Alex and found that this guy has a long ability, in fact, originally, he did not hope that Sachar could seal the "big snake", not to mention that the seal of the "big snake" is still very strong and has not been loosened. And the real fighters of Central Asia have almost been wiped out...... In any case, Zachar had no time.

"The Sanctuary doesn't have any extra reinforcements to send right now, what do the chief priests think?" the Pope took a sip of tea.

"It's better to retreat to the second, the head of the Eight Masterpieces, breathe the storm Gaonitz instead of the "big snake" and seal it, what does Your Majesty think!?"

The Pope looked at Alex playfully, speechless for a long time, as if he wanted to see him through, and he didn't know how long it took before he slowly said, "But!~"