Is that him?

It should be him, right?

Maybe...... Possible?

After leaving Hagen, the girl asked to walk around the zodiac, and sure enough, she was led by the golden saint who spoke out, and the person who called it over was actually a surveillance.

But it doesn't matter, it's exactly what she wants.

"Hey, where are you taking me?!"

Freya followed him, and after a long walk, she finally got a little tired,

"Is this how the Sanctuary entertains messengers?"

"It depends on whether you are a real messenger or not." He paused.

"Of course I am, didn't you just confirm that?"

Freya's tone weakened and she took a step back.

"When we left the Nordics, she had already made all the plans, not including sending emissaries to the Sanctuary." He turned, took off his helmet and hugged it around his waist,

"So, who the hell are you?" ，

He has long pale blue hair, sharp sword eyebrows, calm and natural eyes like a lake, and thick and moderate lips under the high bridge of his nose.

Near-perfect facial features, tough facial contours, slender but not thick figure,

The girl looked at him, and for some reason, she was able to put the unfinished painting piece by piece.

"Are you listening?"

Garon said in displeasure, and then saw that the girl's fair cheeks gradually turned crimson, and the words of accountability stopped in time.

"I don't know who you are, but there is no place in the Sanctuary that is completely safe, I'll take you to Hagen later, and then send you back to Northern Europe."

"Huh?"

When the girl heard the Nordic word, she quickly came back to her senses, "No, I can't go yet!" “”

Garon was already a little impatient, and he probably didn't know how to deal with this kind of ordinary person.

"My name is Freya, and I am the messenger of the Nordic Asgard, what is your name?"

"......", Garon put his hands around his chest, looking like he was listening to him in a daze.

"I really am the messenger of Northern Europe!"

“......”，

"If you don't believe me, you have to believe this!"

Freya raised the necklace in her hand, and a small silver hourglass was hanging from one end of the silver chain.

"My sister asked me to bring this to you."

[I can't remember my parents' faces very clearly, but it seems that there is an older brother, and I think this thing should be a proof of identity.] We probably won't go out in the future, so I'll leave this thing to you. 】

The fragments of memories in the dream world have gradually disappeared, and now all that remains are scattered fragments, illusory and beautiful.

Garon hesitated and stretched out his hand to take the silver chain from the girl's hand,

I don't know if it's an illusion, but there seems to be a little residual warmth and familiar fragrance left on the silver chain, which stopped him from wanting to destroy the chain.

"Sister said-",

"I don't know where you picked it up, but I thank you." Garon said lightly, "I don't like to listen to lies, so I don't have to say the rest." ”

"But I'm not done yet?!" Freya said angrily,

"The owner of the Nordic Asgard should have no other idea than to protect Odin's people." Garon said slowly, "She's not going to send anyone to bring this thing, and she's not going to have anything to say to me alone."

I understand it very well.

If you are her sister, you should also be very clear. ”

His face was calm, so calm that Freya couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

This calmness made her uncomfortable, as if ...... It's the same when facing my sister.

"Tell me when you've rested enough, time is running out."

Garon seemed to suddenly remember something, took out a small box from his bosom and handed it to Freya,

"This is ......",

"The leaves I make in my spare time, after boiling them in boiling water, can regulate the body a little, which is good for people who often stay up late."

"Why don't you give it to your sister yourself?"

"I didn't do it when I remembered it, and I didn't know how to give it to her when I did it." A smile appeared on Garon's face, but it quickly faded away, "Now that you're here, bring this back, right—the last gift." ”

The last gift?

Freya took the box and asked,

"Is there anything else you want to say to her?"

Garon thought for a moment and shook his head.

"It's been made clear at the beginning, and now that we're all back, we can only keep going.

Just leave this thing in her room, and I'm afraid it will be thrown away if you give it to her face. ”

"But-",

"Alright, that's it." Garon said slowly, "I'll take you to Hagen, it's time for you to go." ”

He put the Gemini helmet on and said quietly.

"The holy war is about to begin."

"You...... Will you still come to Northern Europe? ”

“......”，

"I don't know your name yet, can you tell me?"

“......

Garon,

One of Athena's Golden Saints, Gemini - Garon. ”

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"Who beat you up like this and locked you up here?"

In front of Abrody was a huge cage.

There are many secret passages in the double womb, and there is no way to get out if you rely on vision, but fortunately, with the ability of the Golden Saint Seiya, he will not get lost.

Following the faint call of the seventh sense, Abrodi's eyes were two people who had been pulled into chains and hung from the wall.

"I remember that you seem to be a teacher and a disciple of Ka Miao."

Abrody stepped forward and looked at the two of them.

They had only thin civilian clothes on their bodies, and the holy clothes were nowhere to be found. Even from a distance, Abrodi could tell through the bruises on their bodies how badly they were injured.

The kind of trick that has exceeded the limit of the flesh * body and directly destroyed the five senses is undoubtedly - Light Speed Fist.

The eyes can't see, the nose can't smell, the ears can't hear clearly, the words can't speak, the sense of touch disappears,

Even among the twelve Golden Saint Seiyas, there are only a handful of people who can unleash this level of Light Speed Fist.

Two black roses were nailed to the wall, and the solid iron wall immediately collapsed and collapsed, freeing the two bronze saints.

After being completely deprived of their five senses, they were able to take advantage of the situation to realize the seventh sense that only the Golden Saint Seiya has, and the qualifications of these two people are really good.

"Who wounded you?"

Abrody took another fragrant red rose from his bosom and shook it on the tip of their noses.

This is a variant rose that does not belong to the attack move, and he usually doesn't bring much, but fortunately, it is enough to treat two people.

The fragrance of roses combined with Abrodi's small universe quickly restored a little basic perception between the two.

"Ahem-",

After a little touch, the two of them felt the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and it seemed that it was better to still lose all five senses in comparison.

"I don't remember."

Binghe covered his head, the more he recalled, the more painful it became.

On the other side, Zilong looked similar, and all he could remember was endless light and a heavy punch that shattered bones.

Even the memories were destroyed?

The ominousness in Abrodi's heart grew heavier,

"It doesn't matter anymore, you're ......",

"Pisces Gold Saint Seiya." Abrodius briefly introduced,

Although he still couldn't see clearly, Zilong could still barely confirm the identity of the other party, as well as that little kindness.

"That's fine, can I ask you to go to the Aries Palace."

"Aries?"

"The Pope...... The false pope gave instructions...... Once all the people of the Sanctuary are transferred, Athena is in danger. ”

"What did you say?!" Abrodi's face showed a rare look of surprise,

Binghe barely stood up,

"Quick...... Go to Athena's side, among the Golden Saint Seiyas, there are already several ready to fight Athena...... Hands on Lord Athena. ”