I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 12 Brothers, come to a cemetery!

Sanctuary.

Not far from Athens, the largest city in Greece, is a holy mountain isolated from the world.

It is rumored that the sanctuary was created by the goddess Athens with divine power. It is hidden by dozens of barriers filled with "the will of the gods", without any interference from the outside world, and there is no record on the map. It is impossible for the reconnaissance satellite with the unit of meter to detect the existence of the sanctuary.

Except for saint fighters and related persons, others are not allowed to step into the sanctuary.

The sanctuary is a secret among ordinary people, and only a few humans at the level of the president of a great country know it.

The sanctuary itself has no other resource output except for the output of saint fighters, so most of the resources rely on the delivery of tribute from the outside world.

All kinds of supplies are actively delivered to the entrance of the sanctuary by the outside world, and then carried into the sanctuary warehouse by the saints one by one.

The sun rises.

On the winding mountain road outside the Colosseum, a number of saint warrior candidates carrying heavy sacks shouldered the sacks and lined up to deliver supplies.

They are young but carry items several times their weight on their backs, and each of them has firm eyes.

Seen from a distance, this battle looks like hardworking ants lined up to transport food and head towards the nest.

Toil, small, well-ordered.

Ding Li came to the sanctuary auditorium wearing a black robe unique to grave guards.

Every year on this day, the pope reads the will of the goddess to the saints here, and performs a prayer ceremony to deliver the will of the goddess to the entire sanctuary.

Except for the golden saints stationed in the zodiac, almost all saints and those candidates selected by saints will participate.

Many saint fighters came from all directions in the sanctuary, and many of them, with their disciples behind them, stepped into the auditorium one after another.

For a while, the auditorium was crowded with people and bustling.

Many candidates who were accepted as disciples by the Saint Seiya could not help shaking their heads with wide eyes when they saw the luxurious decoration in the auditorium.

Ding Li took Panxi to the prayer ceremony one after another.

No one noticed Pansy coming.

Because the little girl was wearing the black burqa of the tomb guard, hiding her lovely face and long black hair.

"The cloak is ugly enough."

She was completely unwilling in her heart, but she dared not disobey Ding Li's order.

She still remembers what happened yesterday, and those fighters also lost contact.

Angry lady!
If it wasn't for his inability to enter the underworld at will, he would have had those guys hanged.

Walking in the lobby, surrounded by a rush of people, Pan Xi was surprised to find that the strange eyes from the crowd were not looking at him.

Everyone looked at the heroic and handsome Ding Li, but no one pretended not to see it, and everyone kept a long distance from the big brother, for fear of getting close to him.

It seems that this senior brother is somewhat unpopular in the sanctuary.

Ding Li's magnetic voice came faintly: "There are too few women, and there are even fewer female saints. This group of old men stay together except for exercising and fighting each other. Each of them is so aggressive, and these guys are so tall. Not bad, look at the flat chested one, it doesn't look like a man at all!"

Pansy: "..."

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The auditorium is a temple left over from the ancient Greek period, which can accommodate hundreds of people.

The holy warriors were basically all present, except for the pope who arrived late.

In addition to the silver saints, there are also some bronze saints, in addition to those disciples of various saints.

Among them are the figures of Magic Bell, Seiya and others.

The saints were either chatting or talking about the disciples they had just accepted.

The holy clothes were colorful and faintly glowing. Only Pan Xi and Ding Li were wearing black robes of grave guards. They looked a bit nondescript and stood out from the crowd.

No way, whoever called Ding Li is not a saint.

Seeing the tomb guard's exclusive black robe, everyone chose to avoid and ignore it.

Gravekeepers are a special type of work in the sanctuary. Although they have no status, no one wants to mess with them.

In the tradition of the saints, it is an absolute honor to be able to enter the graveyard of the saints after death, and under the protection of Athena, the soul can also rest in peace.

So it's best not to offend the gravekeeper.

"It's really troublesome, Sharna is not here, it seems that she hasn't come back..."

Pansy couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he didn't see Sharna. He knew that he would still suffer. After scanning back and forth, he saw a tall and mighty figure.

It's him!

It was a saint warrior candidate known for his recklessness and brutality.

"Don't worry, Sharna is going to Sicily to perform a mission, and she probably won't be able to return for a while. I will help you practice in the future."

"Brother, I'm not looking for Teacher Sharna..."

After hearing this, Pan Xi's mouth twitched and he waved his hands again and again.

"You're welcome, look at your excitement, this is what a senior brother should do."

When we go back, the senior brother will practice muscle... No, I will teach you the method of cultivating chest muscles, so that you can cultivate to become a muscular girl, healthy and good, so that you will be popular. "

"As long as you train your chest muscles successfully, you are guaranteed to become a real saint!"

"See, I have pectoral muscles and you don't!"

"Brother... I..."

The corner of Pansy's mouth twitched, 1 shit in his heart.

I'm still a little girl, how can I have pectoral muscles?
"You're welcome, look at how excited you are, this is what a senior brother should do."

Ding Li replied with a smile, without giving the other party any chance to refuse.

She could even feel the contemptuous eyes from the saint fighters around her.

Ding Li didn't realize it, and with a fearless expression, he got into the crowd with a bunch of cards in his hand.

"This candidate, please accept this card. If you want to find a feng shui treasure after death, you can come to the cemetery to find me. The price is fair, and no one is cheating. As long as you have this card, I will find you a grave." , you get a [-]% discount!"

"Take it, don't throw it away!"

"This beautiful candidate, please keep this small card. I am the grave keeper of the sanctuary. I am also good at therapeutic massage. It can eliminate skin scars, beautify the skin, and definitely make your skin whiter and more tender. As long as I am treated by you However, it will definitely make those candidates and even saint fighters look at you with admiration and give you secret glances..."

"Don't be shy."

"Little friend, come here..."

"Do you have someone you like? Here I have a method that can make your muscles grow quickly. As long as you practice, you can be strong and muscular, and you can also get the attention of saints. I think you have something to create." material, so I recommend it to you, and the price is very low now."

"Little girl, I can also make all kinds of delicious pastries. Many pastries are unique to this one. If you want to come to eat pastries one day, just come to me with this card and treat you to eat for free."

"If you want to buy a good tomb, come to me. I have always been honest and honest, and I have no lies."

"Hey, kid, don't be afraid. You will die sooner or later as a saint. You have to face it calmly. Choose your grave now to avoid price increases in the future."

Looking at Ding Li's actions, Pan Xi felt extremely puzzled.

What is Ding Li doing?
　This book will not substitute the plot of Saint Ω, please rest assured Saints

　　
　
(End of this chapter)