Chapter 33: Confrontation
The crimson liquor shone with a faint glow on the clean wooden table.
Dressed in golden armor, he drank the remnants in one gulp, letting the bottom of the cup slam against the table with a muffled sound.
The slightly drunk man raised his head, his gaze panned, and swept over the curtains, sofas, tables and chairs in turn...... Finally stop at the closed door.
Why do you want to come back here?
Garon propped his head and shook the empty cup, not getting an answer for a long time.
After a while, he added another glass to himself, trying to ease the depression in his heart.
"Squeak-",
The door opened inward, and a familiar figure entered. He changed his boots as usual, and then frowned, seemingly very dissatisfied with the smell of wine in the house.
The distracted man didn't pay attention, and accidentally crushed the wall of the cup, and the crisp cracking sound pulled him back to reality.
The door had opened, but there was nothing but a black shadow standing in front of me.
"You're drunk."
"So you can talk." Garon said with a smile as he recovered from his confusion.
The sound of the shadow was very thin, as if sand and stones were rubbing, and it was impossible to hear men and women.
Seeing Garon staggering to his feet, he tried to walk up to help him, but was pushed away by Garon.
"Let's go." Garon's palm brushed between his eyebrows, and the drunkenness in his eyes quickly dissipated. "Aren't you going to show me the way?"
"But the person you're waiting for hasn't come back yet."
"You know a lot." Garon looked back and said. "It's okay, when you get control of the fog capital, you can find her soon."
After not returning all night, Hiluda probably went out to look for him. It's okay if you can't touch it for the time being, otherwise....... Don't know what to say.
Garon slung his helmet to his waist and walked out first.
Only a few steps away, he stopped. The shadow followed, and said.
"There's going to be a big battle next, and you should rest a little longer."
"Rest? No need. ”
Garon put on his heavy helmet and half-raised his arm, a slight halo condensed from his fingertips.
The straight star trail fell, collapsing the ground behind it.
The crumbling rocks rolled down, and the mountain dwelling was enveloped in raging fire, burning, shattering, and collapsing in the heat of the scorching heat and the collision of the rocks.
"It's time for me to go, this is not my place to be."
The black bird flapped its wings and let out a sharp roar that streaked across the sky like an arrow.
"There are even birds this season?"
The guards at the gates looked up and exclaimed, "I thought they had all gone south for the winter." ”
"Little ghost, that's no ordinary bird." , The captain of the guard dusted off the inferior cigarette roll and said lightly. "It's a kite."
The match struck, the fragrance of tobacco quickly spread, and the middle-aged squad leader took a deep breath,
"Birds that don't belong to any race will only transform into monsters when they lose their last place of refuge.
A bird of prey that even eagles and lions dare not challenge, synonymous with extreme ominousness. ”
The squad leader's brows are furrowed together,
"Because there is nothing to lose, there is nothing to fear."
Tick, tick, tick, as if confirming the squad leader's words, the sound of clear footsteps sounded in the ears of the crowd, making their faces even paler.
The guards stiffened their necks, and soon two shadows appeared in their field of vision.
The one who walked in front was wearing golden armor, and the whole person was wrapped in a hazy air current, and his face was completely unclear.
Behind him, an alien was encased in a black shadow.
"Police...... Vigilance, vigilance, vigilance!!!! ”,
The guards shouted dryly, their words revealing deep fear.
What is that, I can't understand it at all, why I look at it from a distance, my body starts to tremble, an illusion, it must be an illusion.
They raised their guns and kept shooting at the two men, not thinking about whether the other was within range or not.
"Chop and go."
From a long distance, they seemed to hear the man's voice. Then I saw the opponent Ping stretch out his fist, and an unusually strong pressure rushed to his face.
It's going to die, it's going to die!
Countless punches slammed into their bodies, shattering their teeth, smashing their skulls, rending open their chests, ripping out bright red muscles, and finally crushing white bones.
The sea of corpses that was about to appear appeared so clearly in their minds that they completely cut off the idea of resistance.
The guards trembled and threw down their guns, many of them collapsed to the ground, while others crawled back to the city gates, only the squad leader remained at the front, barely holding his stance, attacking with muskets.
"Let me come, there is still a long way to go from here to the City Lord's Mansion, there is no need to waste energy on them."
The shadow stepped forward and crossed Gareon, just a few steps before the guards.
Since the opponent blocked the route of the attack, Garon lowered his arm and waited quietly.
"Who are you?" , The team leader still held the gun, suppressed the fear in his heart, and asked at the black shadow.
"Messenger of God."
The shadow's epidermis faded, revealing fair skin and waist-length black hair.
The ordinary beauty in the painting was holding a white token and said lightly.
"Open the door, the next battle ...... It's none of your business. ”
The staggered wings lay across the center of the token, and the squad leader, who could clearly understand the meaning, trembled in his throat and put down his gun weakly.
The one who is above the city lord can only be the master of this world.
The god who abandoned the prison, but still had the faithful, Hypnos.
In the hands of a woman is one of God's tokens, the possession of the Lord of the Church.
Thanks to it, Garon went all the way without encountering a single resistance.
"Is there anything strange about me?"
She walked ahead, and although she didn't look back, Garon understood that she was asking herself.
"It's nothing, I just never expected to get your help."
"Listen to you, it seems like we've met before?"
She finally stopped and asked.
"Of course, Miss Pandora." Garon said slowly, "But what I'm more curious about is, why did you help Dies?" ”
"His name is Dies?" Pandora frowned, "I don't know him, I'm just helping the priest." ”
"Priest?" Garon wondered,
At the mention of an old man, a hint of gratitude appeared on Pandora's face.
"Well, I have been able to live safely until now, thanks to the priest's help many times.
A few days ago, I was targeted by an unknown guy, and the bronze statue in my house was also possessed by something, and attacked me like crazy.
Thanks to two people who broke part of the bronze statue, I was able to ......
Well, you ...... By the way, it turned out to be you. ”
Garon raised an eyebrow, could it be that men all look the same for this woman?
"That time I escaped, but the shadow guard was also eliminated, and I had to go to the church to seek the protection of the priest.
Then I heard fighting in the parishion, and when the priest returned, he sent me to a house.
But within a few days of hiding, I ran into someone from the City Lord's Mansion...... Or did the priest take me back......"
It seems that there is something misunderstood.
Garonmore rubbed his chin and thought to himself.
"Your friend found the priest a few days ago, I don't know what he talked to the priest about, but the priest asked me to help him and taught me some skills to protect myself, so I followed him to the City Lord's Mansion. You know what happened after that. ”
Garon rubbed the corners of his eyebrows and said.
"It's been a complicated experience, and it doesn't look like you're having a good time, Miss Pandora."
"Do you really know me?"
Pandora asked hesitantly,
"If you want to know, come with me to the City Lord's Mansion, and when you return to the original world through the door, you will remember everything."
Garon proposed, but was quickly rejected.
"I don't know why, I'm feeling uneasy."
Pandora frowned and clasped her hands around her shoulders.
"Something seems to remind me not to set foot in the City Lord's Mansion again.
Black city, red blood, this kind of thing has been in my dreams lately.
I think this has something to do with the world you're talking about. ”
Are the remnants of the memories a warning? This woman is such a keen creature.
Garon turned sideways, "Then let's part here, Miss Pandora." ”
In Pandora's field of vision, a tall tower towers above the earth.
Have you already walked to the City Lord's Mansion?
"I see, so please be careful, Mr. Warrior.
Plus-"
Pandora took out a black box from her bosom.
"I used to go to church and study with priests, so I learned a little bit about things that ordinary people don't know.
I may not have any memory of that world, but I believe this thing can help you. ”
Garon looked at the box in surprise and took it.
Not feeling the anomalous power, Garon sensed it a little, and after confirming that there was no danger, he took it away.
"I don't think I'll ever see you again, and although it was a bit unpleasant in the past, I hope you can live a peaceful life here, Pandora."
Trushing her long hair in the wind, Pandora smiled,
"Thank you."
She stood still, watching the warrior go away, and only after a long time did she leave a slight sigh.
"Come on....... Athena's Saint Seiya. ”
The flames burst out, and the city lord's mansion fell into a clamour.
The soldiers serving in the city lord's mansion are the last fighting force in the hands of the city lord, and they may not dare to be enemies of the gods, but they will not be easily rebelled against like the guys guarding the city gates.
Because they enjoy the best conditions, no one can take wealth away from them.
God, no.
The inner three floors, the outer three floors of the government soldiers surrounded the tower, and they nervously set up their postures, waiting for the enemy.
The waves of air rolled and swept away the guards, and the shouts of killing grew, but they were just repeating the battle that had taken place on the land.
"Is it finally getting started?"
Morford sat cross-legged on the ground, wiping the sword from his hand.
The blade is hard and sharp, but not perfect.
Several cracks and more than a dozen small gaps are scattered throughout the sword, as if recording countless battles of the master.
"You can cut people well today, mate?"
Morford turned his sword upside down and stood up.
In his eyes, a clear figure appeared.
"You're going to be a lot quicker than I expected, intruder."
Clad in golden armor, the comer's arms swept from the bottom up, the wind pushing the earth, ploughing a deep ditch towards Morford.
"Humph!" ,
Morford's longsword slammed into the ground, and he jumped up in support of it, drew his weapon and slashed at his opponent.
What's there, ignored.
During the battle, Garon's thoughts grew deeper.
Are the neglected things not remembered, or are they unwilling to remember?
Why should the enemy target Pandora?
Is it because she's too beautiful?
Why attack Dis?
Because he is too powerful?
No, it shouldn't be like this.
Morford's sword slashed at his shoulder armor, but it didn't damage the armor.
"How is that possible?!"
The long sword is pinched in the palm of one hand and broken in two.
Garon punched Murford in the chest, knocking him flying.
Yes, Pandora is where it all began.
Kill her, and you wipe out the root of everything.
Dismusk is the most uncontrolled outlier.
Defeat him, and there will be no more accidents.
"Don't ...... Forget....... Identity, be careful...... That one...... Woman. ”
Garon muttered, his palm lightly pressing against Morford who was sinking into the doorway, the dazzling light flickering, bombarding and roaring.
The door wall crumbled, and the lifeless general, mixed with dozens of fragments, fell into the vast hall and landed on the cold carpet.
Now I can remember what Diess said at that time.
Don't forget the identity of the Saint Seiya and be careful with that...... A woman who has always been there for you.
"Why you?"
Garon's eyes were full of sorrow.
On the throne at the end, the lord of the city had unmasked.
She wore a silver crown, one hand leaning on her cheek, and she looked at Garon lazily, her left leg under the long skirt on top of her right, letting her delicate skin draw slender lines in the air.
"Even if I do so much, can't I dispel your unrealistic thoughts?
You've disappointed me, my man. ”