[Greek Mythology Saint Hades Mythology LC] Golden Age

Sisyphus finally started to come to my mansion every few days to look up information, every time at night, after he was busy with the affairs of the trainees and the Pope's Temple, he rushed to me before he even had time to take off the holy clothes , Concentrate on burying it in the library.

"...You are not allowed to stay up all night. Dear Sisyphus." I explained the rules to him with a smile, "I have prepared a room for you, um, with a hot spring bath."

So naturally, after a while, washing and ironing his white linen shirts became a regular job for my servants, and the kitchen specially hired a cook who could cook Greek island style cuisine, and this person was a Cretan black. Pepper-roasted leg of lamb is the most proud, and also uses figs to make baklava--Sisyphus does not know, my reward reward is that for every one he eats, the cook gets an equal weight gold coins.

He will rush back to the sanctuary in the early morning, but no matter how early Sisyphus gets up, he can always see me sitting in the downstairs hall with a neat dress and a smile. The tortoiseshell and silver chair in front of the dining table is specially opened for him—— A dazzling array of hot breakfast awaits him, along with fresh flowers on the table with morning dew. "Good morning, my dear Mr Sisyphus."

Needless to say, I did everything I could to make him comfortable, and I had better have fun with it--for I was planning to duel with him in the sanctuary life he was used to.I want Sisyphus to feel that being with me is beyond fun.

In terms of material enjoyment, sanctuary is crushed, but in terms of spirit, I even put myself in it. He personally praised me for being smart, considerate and considerate--isn't my existence stronger than Athena's hypocritical love?Now that little girl in the temple, apart from talking about feeling the pain and pain of human beings, happiness and happiness and other useless words... what else would she do?But Sisyphus was deeply moved by these.

The first time I heard Sisyphus sitting next to me talk about these words of Sasha to me in a tone of admiration and love, I happened to be cutting the leg of lamb with a silver table knife. The ground scratched on the porcelain and made a harsh sound-fortunately, I controlled myself in the next moment.

...can't sarcastically say, oh, that's great!I just don’t know that Athena, who loves humans so much, knows where the group of humans who were touched by her before and who sacrificed their lives for her ended up?If there is a chance, I really want to invite the goddess to experience the extreme pain together in the ice hell!

"...Your guardian is gentle and righteous, and Sasha has been well-bred, Sisyphus." I lowered my eyelids to cover the light in my eyes, and what I finally said was actually like this.

However, when Sisyphus left as usual, I began to think about how to make Athena really, really, really, really miserable. As a result of her—then just wait, Athena.Hades has a blood jar specially made for you, and stuffing you in to suck the blood from your whole body will surely make your wish come true, and you will suffer the same pain as human beings!

Standing alone in the hall of mirrors, I seemed to feel that Athena's blood splashed on my face for a while, and then dyed the pure white pot red-like my cheeks welling up with anger.That crystal-clear mirror illuminates me standing in the middle like nothingness and illusion. For a moment, I am wearing a purple-black dark robe, I am wearing a simple training uniform in the sanctuary, and now this one is dressed in linen white The me in the shirt is all flowing between the reflections of light and shadow, and finally all of me are merged into one person, which is the real face in front of me with the corners of the mouth raised, the cold smile and the sharp eyes.

On a rainy night not long after, Jabofika, who went on a mission in Northern Europe, returned.I was in the flower room picking flowers that would be placed next to someone's bed later, with a scent that could put them to sleep, when I suddenly saw someone standing alone in the rain curtain.His long hair hangs down like an iris in the rain, wet but still elegant.

"Abofika? Why don't you come in?"

I greeted curiously, and my eyes fell on Yabo Fika, a stinky kid covered in mud and dirt, with a broken tooth, "This?"

"I want to ask you to take care of this child for one night, Minos." Yabofika said softly, "It's too late to bring him back to the Sanctuary, and I can't place him in the Rose Garden of the Demon Palace with highly poisonous roses."

At this time, Sisyphus, who noticed the movement, also came out of the study.He looked Jabofika up and down--"You're hurt."

"Please don't come near me." Abafika stood quietly in the rain, pulling on his cloak, taking great care to keep the rain from getting his own blood.Then he said gently to the child who was following him far behind, "Pefke, you rest here today, and after I meet the Pope tomorrow, I will see how you can arrange it."

Sisyphus had already walked over and picked up Pefke from the ground.Facing Yabofika who kept backing away for fear of hurting us, he frowned and said, "Come in quickly, Yabofika. Be careful and deal with the open wound first."

I was very excited when I saw that he spoke with the attitude of a master.

"No----"

Seeing that Yabofika seemed to be going back to the Rose Demon Palace alone, bandaging herself and staying there, I hurriedly said, "Yabofika, give it a try, try to see if the parties are careful, will you get poisoned blood? ? Don’t isolate yourself by presuming that we will definitely get poisoned blood.”

"Please trust your companion's ability as much as you trust your own ability." I said as I pushed the door behind me and reached out to him, "Come on, Yabofika—if this is the time of jihad, When you see the injured Sisyphus, do you dare to come over and stretch out your hand to support him? Or is it because he avoids contact that he can only support himself, or even fall to the ground?"

This assumption made Sisyphus dumbfounded.And Yabofika heard it, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips——he finally followed behind us slowly and entered the mansion.

Under the light of the transparent and invisible crystal lamp, Yabofika took off her holy garment, and there was indeed blood oozing from her right shoulder blade. However, the white hemostatic gauze, the jar full of wound herbs and a pile of clean The bandage is next to the hand.

Yabofika resolutely prevented anyone from wiping the wound for him, and pressed the wound with a hemostatic gauze, and treated it briefly, and when the bleeding stopped, she dipped it in herbal medicine and applied it——that delicate and beautiful shoulder was quickly healed. The cream covers thickly.

"Okay, now, we need our help to bandage and fix it. As for the gauze you used, come, find a piece of clothing to wrap it all up, and burn it together. Isn't it completely solved?"

Sisyphus had already walked to Jabofika's side, and I stared at him without blinking until he finished treating his wound, then I breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"It is an objective fact that blood is highly poisonous, but we have a corresponding treatment method - next time you hurt your back, the person who treats the wound for you, just hold a few thicker layers of gauze and press to stop the bleeding. There will be no problem if you are bold and careful."

He nodded cautiously.

Seeing that everything is going well, I smiled and said, "Come on, don't drink when Yabofika is injured, let's use desserts to soothe the wound. Yabofika, people who have lost blood should eat more."

Jabofika smiled, turned to Sisyphus and said, "We are really lucky people."

After the delicious desserts were served, the child named Pevke was also taken care of by the servants after taking a bath and changing clothes, and then led him over.I noticed that Sisyphus seemed to like children, so I quickly stroked the weed-like hair with a smile, and handed him a snack, "Hello, little guest."

"It's so beautiful!" The child grinned widely, and the freckles on the washed face became more obvious. "The people in Sanctuary are so beautiful!"

After Pev devoured the food so that there was only scum left on the plate, I finally figured out his origin: he was a child who ran away from Medicine Master Island in the nearby sea.According to him, everyone on the island has become weird, a large number of plants and herbs withered, and things that have never been seen grow.He wanted to find out what was going on, so he sneaked out of the island and came to the sanctuary to seek help, and was attracted by Yabo Fika's beauty as soon as he stepped on the pier...

Sisyphus heard him talking about Medicine Master Island, with a serious expression on his face, "A few days ago, during the Pope's astrology, he found that there was an evil star shining in that direction. I'm afraid it has something to do with these abnormalities."

Yabofika asked softly, could it be a warrior of the underworld?

I asked innocently, didn't Goddess Athena seal the miscellaneous soldiers around here with the guide staff of the underworld?How did it happen?

Sisyphus quickly defended and explained that the goddess is still young after all, not to mention that the guide staff of the underworld cannot seal the power of the high-level Hades.

———Then there are high-level underworld fighters on the island?Could it be the legendary god-like loving herbalist with superb medical skills?

Pev, who had been listening to our conversation, became uneasy, "Mr. Luke...he is such a beautiful and kind person...

"Pefke, do you know that Mr. Luke very well?" Sisyphus had a kind expression on his face, and handed his own dessert to Pefke.

"Of course, Mr. Luke raised me who was abandoned in the herbal medicine field!" As soon as the words fell, Yabofika's beautiful face was slightly moved, probably because she was feeling a similar life experience.Although raised by the previous generation of Pisces warriors,

But if Abfika had Pevke's face, would he still be a golden saint now?

Hmph, having said that, the kindness and beauty in a child's eyes has nothing to do with whether he is a fighter or not.However, for beautiful men, I also have a little interest in inquiring. "That Mr. Luke, what is his appearance like? Like the color of his hair, the color of his eyes?"

----Following Pevke's description, the image of a gentle middle-aged man with long reddish-brown hair, rare violet pupils, and personable manner emerged.

Yabofika's expression became more and more strange, and even Sisyphus was lost in thought.

"what happened?"

Yabofika bowed her head in silence, and slightly grasped her knees with her hands.

Sisyphus replied to me, "I once came into contact with a warrior with long reddish-brown hair and rare violet pupils. He was my trial opponent when I became a golden saint, the Pisces of the previous generation. But..."

"My master has been dead for many years." Yabo Fica said in a low voice.

"Abofika?"

"Thank you, don't worry about me. Tomorrow I will ask the Pope for orders, go to Pharmacist Island, and meet this one, Mr. Luke." Yabofika said resolutely, "If the Pluto Army used such a trick to humiliate the deceased... Unforgivable!"

I have pretended to be a human being for several years, and I don’t know much about the dynamics of the underworld fighters in the underworld. However, if the dead gold saints are really released and given new life as a condition, it is a good idea to ask them to fight against the sanctuary. oh.Hmph, once you resist, your life will be wiped out again, and your body will be thrown into the ice hell to suffer again.