Intern Goddess

If it was before awakening, Athena felt that she would never see such a scene.

She looked at the orange-red sea against the setting sun and wanted to laugh. In fact, she did laugh, and the sweet laughter of women echoed along the coast.

As if she had laughed enough, or felt that the act of laughing was meaningless, Sao's laughter subsided a little bit, and she lowered her eyes again.

The spear was still pointing forward, she lowered her gaze to the soles of her feet buried in the sand, and curled up her lips playfully.

"I didn't expect to see such a scene, do you think this is my weakness?"

To tell the truth, it would be better for her to meet her former warriors than to see Pallas.

When he was in the sea realm, Poseidon once mentioned the name of Pallas to Sao, but she couldn't remember the answer she gave at that time.

She does not remember.

She who has not awakened does not remember the appearance of Pallas, the meaning of the name Pallas, or what happened between Pallas and her.

It can't be said that she doesn't remember at all. As the goddess reincarnation of the sanctuary, she obtains information in various ways. There are online and offline libraries through the human path, as well as the astrology pavilion and the library of the Aquarius Palace through the sanctuary path.

There are legends about her and Pallas everywhere. Even if there are multiple versions due to the long history and word of mouth, she can still read the words recorded by humans.

She and Pallas are friends.

She... killed her friend by mistake.

None of these yarns felt real, and even when she was reading the story, she didn't feel that this was what happened to her.

The unawakened state completely separated her from herself in the Age of Gods, that's why her second uncle showed an expression of not wanting to talk in the sea realm.

And at this moment, she awakened her memory, and made an appointment to talk with her uncle first, and planned to pack up all her soldiers and take them back to the sea to talk, who knows—who knew it would be here.

Fate is always dramatic.

God loves to watch, and man also loves to watch.

The goddess with bright eyes raised her head again and looked at the sea in the distance, as if she felt a little tired after holding her hands for a long time, and the god sent a word of urging.

"Hurry up, Pallas, what are you waiting for?" Sao put down her hand and hit the beach with her spear heavily, as if she was standing on a hard stone floor, "Hurry up and come out to see me."

She spoke with pretended yearning, but in fact there was a coldness hidden in those blue eyes.

Under Sao's repeated urging, the supporting actors in this special scene finally appeared - a lake-blue head protruding from the white waves, followed by a delicate and small face.

The appearance of Nymph Goddess has always been pitiful, otherwise she would not have been sought after by other male gods in the age of mythology.

Delicate flowers always need to be cared for.

Under the curved eyebrows of willow leaves are almond eyes as blue as the sea. The sea fairy who emerged from the sea is indeed her deceased friend, and her appearance is completely copied from her memory—huh?

A flash of surprise flashed in Sao's eyes, and the surprise was quickly hidden.

"This is really..." The purple-haired goddess covered her mouth, and she took a few steps forward with a spear in her hand, as if she was going to meet her friend, "It's like, like, like."

Deliberately adding emphasis to the second half of the sentence, Sao dropped the spear, and when she walked into the shallows, her long skirt that reached the ground was wet and stuck to her ankles.

The goddess Nymph, who had completely left the sea, walked towards Sao quickly. The gentle sea fairy called Athena's name softly, with a joyful smile on her face.

"Stay here, Athena." "Pallas" issued an invitation, and the sea fairy took the undefended Sao, and her soft skin stuck to her arm, "Stay here, just like we used to Like that."

—…I always feel that this is a very inferior illusion, but she really misses the face of Pallas.

Sasu sighed, and she pinched "Pallas" on the face with her arms. The gentle sea fairy let out a pained cry, and then glared at her angrily, as if she had pinched someone in pain.

——Even the reaction is similar, but why is she...

When we first met, I was a little reserved, but when I got close to Sao, the "Pallas" in the illusion completely opened up the conversation box. She chatted with Sao about various gossips circulating in sea fairies, such as which male god and goddess are right again It's so obvious, it's like which god snatched which human being back.

Sao feels that "Pallas" is like a pre-set character, which is a little rusty at the beginning, but becomes smoother after getting on the right track.

Sao searched in her memory, but couldn't remember the gossip between these Nymphs and goddesses.

That's right, most of her life is filled with battles, and the topics between the goddesses are only talked about when she is with Pallas.

"So, Xiaoya, stay here. I also told my father that the place for you is ready."

The almond-shaped eyes of the smiling sea fairy were like crescent moons. She poked at the cold armor on Sao's body, complaining softly that it was too harsh, and wanted Sao to remove it.

Sao listened to the silver bell-like laughter in her ears, she thought for a while, then lowered her head and asked the sea fairy who was much shorter than her: "If you tell me, do you know that I was not deceived by you?"

"What does that matter?" Goddess Nymph's voice was light and sweet, "I am the Pallas you want to see."

"And do you know what's going to happen next?"

"Hmm..." The girl with lake blue long hair pretended to be thinking, and then said the answer, "Xiaoya, you would have dragged me to try fighting skills, and then because...ah, anyway, in the end, Xiaoya, you killed me by mistake me."

"But it doesn't matter here. There are no annoying gods here. It's just you and me and the people and things you want to see. Isn't this kind of development good?"

- good is good.

——But if you are indulging in the phantom of the past, what about the future?

--not to mention……

Sao suddenly started to move. Relying on her own strength, she was bigger than "Pallas" and taller than "Pallas". "Shoulders.

The emerald-colored eyes stared at the blue-haired girl earnestly, and "Pallas" felt chills down his spine. Just when the sea fairy wanted to take a step back, the purple-haired god drew closer to her.

They breathe interlacedly, and it seems that their lips and teeth can touch each other if they get closer.

It's too ambiguous.

"I do like Pallas very much. Pallas is the gentle goddess I have ever seen." Sao also raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, and she stretched out her hand to hold "Pallas"'s face, "and the days you were together,"

"So Xiaoya, we—" Nymph Goddess's eyes lit up, but she couldn't finish her sentence.

"But." Sao interrupted her words under "Pallas"'s unbelievable gaze, "Pallas, where's your fishtail?"

"What...cough, why..."

"I really like Pallas's beautiful blue fish tail. Whether it is the luster or smoothness of the scales, it is the best among sea fairies. At that time, when I touched your tail, you often splashed my face. seawater."

"Then I kept thinking, if you had human legs, Pallas, like what I've seen now, would you be able to avoid that fatal blow a little bit?"

"I... Xiaoya, you..."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I just retrieved the memory of the Age of Gods, and my skills are quite rusty? Does it hurt?"

The purple-haired god asked the Nymph goddess in his arms in a soft tone, but his hands were doing something completely opposite to tenderness.

Sao slowly pulled out her palm from the chest of "Pallas"—strictly speaking, it was no longer in the shape of a human hand, and there were still a lot of heart fragments stuck to the hand shaped like an eagle's claw.

She gently let go of the lake-blue haired girl who fell backwards, and along with the blood overflowing from the mouth of "Pallas", her eyes gradually lost their brilliance.

The sea nymph, who was pierced and her heart was crushed, lost her life. She fell into the sea and disappeared into white foam.

Witnessing all this, Sao reacted little, she shook her hand, and the eagle claw slowly turned back into a human hand, but the blood foam still remained.

—she killed Pallas again, albeit a fake.

Sao couldn't figure out what attitude she should adopt for a moment, seeing Pallas's face again after such a long time, she was far less excited or angry than she imagined.

—Pallas is dead long ago.

On the contrary, the owner of the illusion made a mistake in her memory and obsession, and fabricated a wrong "Pallas", which made it much easier for her to kill.

"After all, some low-level filthy things gathered together and borrowed the residual power of sleep god... If it was replaced by Oneiroi..." Thinking of this, Sao stopped, but she quickly threw out the idea In my mind, "What am I thinking, I am Pallas Athena."

The god who made a move continued to move forward, and she walked on the rough sea as if she was walking on the ground. When she reached a certain place, Sao stabbed fiercely with the spear she had discarded before, and the illusion surrounding her echoed. broken.

"Next is...huh?"

The imaginary scene of returning to a peaceful town did not appear, and Sao immediately came to a sea of ​​flames, and she stood in the center of the town licked by the sea of ​​flames.

This scene is also familiar. When she was reincarnated in the previous generation, she came here to save her Sagittarius.

So is she back?

Sasu, whose goal was to find Sisyphus, blinked twice, she calmly clenched her spear, and walked to the end along the only road in the sea of ​​flames.

She found the previous Sagittarius.

But the state of the previous generation of Sagittarius is not very good.

Sao twisted the spear in her hand, and her eyes met Sisyphus who was looking at her.

Sao half-jokingly said: "What? Sisyphus, are you going to repeat the mistakes of the dream world?"

The dim-eyed Sagittarius of the previous generation didn't answer Sao's question. He was wearing the same clothes when he went to pick up Sasha, carrying the holy suitcase, and just stood in front of Sao.

Sao felt a little strange.

It stands to reason that the entanglement about taking Sasha away from home and parting with her little friends had already been resolved during the previous jihad.

"Sisyphus."

He called out the name of the previous generation of Sagittarius for the second time, this time he still did not respond, and after a few seconds, a child with his hands behind his back walked out from behind the man.

Purple hair and blue eyes, wearing a shabby but clean small nun uniform.

The little girl was laughing. With a shy smile, she said to Sao, "Why me? Why was I chosen to be the reincarnation of Athena?"

Sasu was stunned for a moment when she heard the question, and then she couldn't help laughing: "Didn't you think that Sisyphus is bothering you with this question?"

The purple-haired girl repeated this question over and over again. She circled around the previous generation of Sagittarius a few times, and then supported the adult male's arm with her small hands.

As Sisyphus raised his arm, the arrow belonging to Sagittarius also condensed in his palm.

Seeing this, Sasu also raised her own weapon, pointed her spear at her bow, and asked in a deep voice, "Sisyphus, are you sure you want to attack me?"

The raised brows and eyes of the purple-haired goddess were filled with excitement for the upcoming battle.