Underworld Travel Hotline

The morning in the sanctuary is the same as in any other place, the dazzling sun shines on the whole sanctuary, and the newborn warriors greet each other with incomparable good morning.

The second life is even more worth cherishing. Nostalgic for this precious peace, everyone let go of the troubles and worries of the past, and all smiles.

At the dinner table, the gold saints were talking and laughing, and the joyful atmosphere made everyone feel at ease.The goddess sat on the throne and looked at everyone with a smile. Like everyone, she enjoyed this rare peace.

Garen sat there in one corner, but his thoughts had already flown to an unknown corner. His fork was out of his hand, and it knocked unconsciously on the edge of the plate, making a loud and crisp sound.

At the breakfast table, this was too eye-catching, and everyone looked at Garen.Saga looked at his younger brother with displeasure in his eyes. He stood up and walked towards Garen.

"Saga." The goddess of benevolence stopped the handsome pope with blue hair, and shook his head gently.

The blue-haired pope understood what the goddess meant, gave his restless brother a warning look, and returned to his seat.

Everyone was not affected by this little episode and laughed again, but the goddess of wisdom frowned and looked at Garen who was still in a daze.

He has something on his mind.

On the steps of the twin wombs, Garen was sitting there, wearing the same tattered clothes from the battle. Although Saga always asked him to change, he stubbornly refused to take off his battle uniform. Let those broken cloth strips cover his body in a mess.

His hands are clasped together, sometimes loose and sometimes tight, and the expression on his face is also so complex, sometimes a smile appears on the corner of his mouth, sometimes he frowns tightly, sometimes he sighs one after another...

The goddess stood behind him. She quietly restrained her small universe, and looked at the warrior in front of her quietly. She watched Garen's expression constantly changing. Maybe Garen himself didn't notice it. Sometimes, the corners of his brows and eyes Will bring back a deep nostalgia...

The goddess thought of a lot of comforting words, but she didn't know where to start. She wanted the soldier in front of her who had sacrificed a lot for her and lost a lot to stop showing a sad expression.If she could do it, she would, she hoped.

Garen in front of him suddenly bent down and lay on his knees. He stretched out his fingers and slid them gently on the ground, stroke by stroke, with an extremely serious expression, and his fingers even trembled slightly because of his absolute devotion.

Over and over again, Garen carved over and over again, so devoutly, as if each stroke had been deeply engraved in his heart. Garen was so focused that he gradually began to murmur His low and sad tone seemed to be chanting some powerful spell, but the goddess saw it clearly, it was a person's name--Rhadamanthus.

Two weeks had passed. During these two weeks, Garen hadn't changed much. He was still in a daze quietly, with nostalgic eyes and sad expression on his face.

But the attitude of the goddess was different from before. No matter how tolerant the gods were, they couldn't tolerate such rudeness from their warriors. The goddess would often frown and look at Garen with a hint of dissatisfaction.

Finally, at a sanctuary's usual morning meeting, the goddess noticed that Garen was in a daze again, and even saluted half a second later than the others. The goddess frowned displeased, and couldn't help but walk away.

The attitude of the goddess made many people a little puzzled, but they were more worried about Garen.In the past two weeks, all of Jin Jin had gone to persuade Garen, they were either criticizing, comforting, explaining, or angry, but they all showed their care in their own way, and The understanding and support for comrades who fought side by side.

However, no one dared to disobey the goddess' decision. At the second morning meeting after that, the goddess' face was serious and cold, and she announced in an unquestionable tone that Garen would be expelled from the sanctuary forever and exiled to a small island in England superior.

This decision made all the gold feel unacceptable. They knew that it would be a huge blow for a gold saint to lose the name of allegiance to the goddess.What's more, Garen has put in so much effort to get the approval of the goddess, is it all going to waste?

All the gold knelt down on one knee to intercede with the goddess, Shi Ang, Tong Hu and Saga's words were sincere and moving.But no matter how hard you try, you can't reverse the goddess' decision. This reality makes people desperate.

The goddess came down from the steps, walked up to Garen, and said coldly, "I don't need you now, go where you should go!"

Garen knelt down on one knee. He didn't say a word to justify himself, but looked up at the goddess with great sadness, with pleading and repentance in his eyes.But the goddess ignored his pleading and repentance, and just turned around without hesitation.

Therefore, Garen was still sent away. The goddess' decision is the truth, and no one can violate it.

Saga still held a glimmer of hope—for this younger brother whom he had hurt deeply, he always felt guilty.One night after that, he came to the Temple of the Goddess alone, anxiously waiting to meet the Goddess, and wanted to make a final attempt to make the Goddess change her mind.

When the goddess came, she still had a faint smile on her face, and her movements were elegant and charming, as if the cold goddess that day was not her at all.

Saga immediately knelt down on the ground and expressed his request earnestly. In the end, he even shed some tears for his younger brother.

The goddess lifted him gently, and said with a bright smile: "Trust me, Saga, I will make your brother happy."

Seeming to understand something, Saga's eyes widened.

After understanding the meaning of the goddess' words, Saga stood there in a daze. He understood how well-intentioned, generous and tolerant the goddess in front of him was.He bowed his head sincerely, this time, not for pleading and apology, but for sincere thanks.

On a small island in England, Garen sat alone on a chair in the park, staring blankly into the distance.

The heavy weight of the past in his heart made him breathless, and being expelled from the sanctuary was even more unexpected. Garen sat there feeling extremely at a loss. What should he do?

Suddenly a person came up to him and sat beside him.

Garen didn't turn his head to look, he was silent, but suddenly he had a strange feeling, as if he was very familiar with the people around him, as if they were bound by fate with him, and had an inseparable intersection of fate.

Garen turned his head tremblingly. Radamantis was looking at him with a smile. On that familiar face, there were uncontrollable excitement, unbelievable surprise, and the joy of reuniting after a long absence. Twisted into a strange expression, hooked a complicated smile.

After staring at it for a long time, Garen finally asked the person in front of him that he had been thinking about all the time: "Why are you here?"

"After the jihad, Lord Hades resurrected us." Radamantis looked at Garen without blinking and said, "Because I saved you, Lord Hades drove us out of the underworld forever and was exiled here."

Garen looked at Lada in front of him, and he suddenly remembered the last words the goddess said to himself - "I don't need you now, go where you should go!".

Suddenly understanding the good intentions of the goddess, Gallon felt that the heart in his chest seemed to be enriched by something precious, and he was extremely moved and grateful.

With his eyes wide open, Garen tremblingly stretched out his hand to caress the cheek of the person in front of him, as if confirming his existence, with an extremely devout expression.

Radha also looked at him intently, reaching out and grabbing Garen's hand.There is such a high temperature in his palm, like a ball of fire, burning violently, just like the love between them.

"At that time, why did you save me?" He knew the reason, but Garen still asked knowingly, wanting to hear it for himself.

"Because I fell in love with you." Lada looked at the man in front of him, speaking word by word of the fact deeply buried in his heart.

A deep hug followed by a jerky and intense kiss.They will hold hands and walk through the rest of their happy life under the blessing of the gods... (end)