His sacred right hand, which was enough to save the world, was destroyed. Right Fire widened his eyes and looked at the blond man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Who are you!" Right Fire's face showed a rare panic that was hard to understand.

"Orels," the blond man who was questioned put his hands in his pockets, his emerald green eye mask was calm, as if he was out shopping, and he calmly reported his name.

"A tragic magician who should have become a demon god, but the throne was taken away by the one-eyed Othinus"

Orels! Seiya, who was standing behind the blond man, heard this name

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