The Holy Tomb of Jamil. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This has become Lexia's training ground, even if he no longer takes on the duty of caretaker, he will stay here, look at the books on the second floor, browse the exhibitions above the third floor, and in his spare time, repair the holy clothes for the saints.

Because of the work of the tinker, many Saints in the Sanctuary have a good relationship with Lexia, after all, this is the only genuine tinker officially launched at present.

Or rather, with the tinker, my mother no longer has to worry about my holy clothes.

The garments are alive and can be repaired on their own when damaged. In the past, everyone's holy clothes were damaged, so they could only be kept at home and let him slowly repair them by himself.

Now, with just a trip to the Jameel Plateau, the torn garments will be as bright as new.

"It's really the same as new!"

In the hall on the first floor of the stone tower, the lilac Orion silver holy clothes were placed in the middle of the right, and next to a naturally rolled dead fish-eyed uncle, digging out his nose, looking at the holy clothes and praising them.

"That's, there's a tide, there's no stain!"

Le Xia turned his head and smiled, the hall was empty, only the holy clothes that had accompanied him for more than five years quietly watched him play treasure.

"Brother Lexia, Brother Lexia," the lilac-haired little Zhengtai ran into the stone tower and pulled Lexia's sleeve, "Mother asked you to go back to dinner." ”

Mu was already seven years old, the same age as when Lexia first went to the Sanctuary.

As a genius child of the Jamil family, as early as two years ago, Shi Ang accepted this little apprentice, but he usually did not take it with him, but was taught by Lexia who lived in Jamil.

I have to say that a genius is a genius, due to the talent's mental manipulation and diligent efforts in the later stage, the seven-year-old Mu Wanwan exploded several big roads in Lexia at the same age. Even the golden holy clothes of Aries, Shi Ang mentioned several times that he wanted to pass it on to Mu, but it may be that he did not implement it for the time being because of the face of the big apprentice.

Lexia often thinks that if he hadn't taken the title of being a knowledgeable and talented, he would really be compared to these boys.

Speaking of which, I have to talk about the kid squatting outside the door.

Dismask.

Since being borrowed by Le Xia without saying a word, and after seeing Le Xia's coquettish posture in the Pope's Hall, Dismask, who was still young that year, made Le Xia his number one idol.

Like countless brain-dead fans bastard, Dismusk gave up the lofty status of the Sanctuary and the dignity of the Golden Saint Seiya, and instead followed Lexia to this barren land where birds don't.

For one purpose, infiltrate the idol's private life, run errands for the idol, and learn the idol's awesome skills. Yes, that's all there is to it.

Faced with such a little brother who is firm in his mind when he says it is good, but a tendon when he says it is difficult to hear it, and he worships idols extremely, Le Xia couldn't bear to drive him away for a while, so he left him to do some miscellaneous work.

Cleaning, making tea, making beds, warming quilts...... Except for the last one, the rest is basically done by Diss.

Dismask is not tired of this, because in addition to supporting him, Lexia is really instructing him in the use of corpse qi, like this kind of sincere good to himself, not to regard himself as the boss of outsiders, and not to be attached to it with an iron heart, can he go to the Holy Domain to hold the stinky feet of the cold-faced Hades king of Sagar?

Lexia also wanted to inherit the mantle of Manigot, but because of this, he got a loyal dog to follow, but it was also an unexpected gain.

The Sanctuary has recently produced a cold-faced Hades, the Gemini Gold Saint Seiya Sagar, however, this title is limited to the spread of a few newly promoted Gold Saint Seiyas.

Among the miscellaneous soldiers and trainees of the Sanctuary, Zachar is known as the 'Incarnation of God'.

The long blue hair that is as blue as half of the Mediterranean, the eyes as deep as sapphires, the warm smile like the spring breeze, and the gentle but noble temperament that is revealed all the time on his body all make the trainees and miscellaneous soldiers at the bottom and even the civilians outside the Holy Territory have a kind of worship and admiration for him.

As for the new Taurus Arudiba, Leo Aeoria, Virgo Saga, Scorpio Miro, Aquarius Kamiao, and Pisces Abrodi, in the eyes of these people, Saga is really an out-and-out cold-faced Yama.

The training requirements for them were extremely hard, and anyone who did not complete the character on time would suffer both mental and physical torture from Zachar.

At this time, Aiolus, a good political commissar who is a great and upright, will give them a co-thought, the central idea is that you must understand Sachar's painstaking efforts, be responsible for your own actions, be worthy of the gods of the heavens, be worthy of the common people, and carry forward the spirit of the Red Army that is not afraid of hardship and tiredness (1973 Lexia Revised Edition). It is necessary to have an indomitable revolutionary spirit, unswerving ideals and convictions, a spirit of enduring hardships and dangers, and an invincible optimism.

At this time, Arudiba and Aeolus, the good brother of Arudiba and Aeolos, from a poor region of South America, would be dazzled with eyes and blood.

"What about the others."

"Saga always closes his eyes and doesn't care about anyone, Miro is young but loves beauty and likes manicures, Ka Miao always looks at the sky in a daze, Abrodi is the most girly and likes to play with flowers and plants."

In the stone tower, Lexia gestured to Shura in front of him, and Shura picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Mu knelt on the side, making tea and pouring tea with peace of mind. Just listened, and didn't say a word about the conversation between the two.

But the auditor in the back, Dismusk, muttered, the cow chewed the peony and ruined the heavens.

"What a bunch of troubled children."

Lexia sent down the teacup, her thoughts fluttering, and her eyes seemed to pass through the thousands of miles of mountains, and she saw that in the sanctuary, Saga and Aiolos were scratching their ears and cheeks in front of a basket of political affairs.

"Master really wants to let go."

Shura paused and hesitated: "I heard that His Holiness the Pope intends to announce the new Pope next month. ”

Knock!

The teacup paused on the table, and Le Xia looked at Shura seriously, "You have never been a person who talks nonsense, since you can say this, it must be a foregone conclusion in this matter, so don't you say ......?"

Doesn't that mean that the night of fate is coming? ’

"Yes," Shura affirmed, "It's true that the Holy Domain has spread all over the city, but after all, Senior Brother, you are a disciple of the Pope, so I hesitate to tell you about it." ”

"Me?" Le Xia smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'll forget it, Master, his old man is not even willing to pass on the holy clothes to me, let alone the position of the Pope." He'd already said that I wasn't that material at all. ”

Mu didn't seem to hear about the holy clothes, and the tea was still made and poured smoothly, without half a drop spilled.

'That's what my senior brother doesn't want, otherwise the twelve holy clothes must all belong to him alone,' Dis Musk said in his heart to correct the idol's name.