Section III
There was no food, no clothes, and the Saints were all around them. No matter how powerful a Gold Saint was, he would not be able to defeat an ordinary Saint Seiya when he was fatally injured. Moreover…
"They are saints who protect the goddess. I can't kill them.”
Back then, Aiolos had been fleeing and hiding with such simple thoughts.
Aiolos was very powerful and strong. As long as he was allowed to rest for a day and eat his fill, he would recover a certain amount of combat strength. However, there was no way he could eat a single mouthful of rice. While he was eating, someone might challenge him, ambush him, or poison him. He could not sleep for a quarter of an hour. When he slept, someone would harass him, assassinate him, or plot against him. However, the upright Aiolos could not do such a thing.
Aiolos spent day after day in pain and fatigue.
"When will it end?”Aiolos thought.
He didn't dare to fly. The injuries on his body didn't allow him to do so. He didn't dare to take any form of transportation, afraid that he would implicate the other people on the vehicle. He did not dare to appear in the bustling city, afraid of exposing his identity as a Saint Seiya. He could only stay in the forests of the European continent, in the mountains of the Alps, desperately dealing with the pursuers.
Aiolos had no other choice. He decided to flee to the east and look for Teacher Tiger Cub from the Five Old Peak. He was the only one on Earth who could fight against Saga.
However, as he fled eastward, Aiolos slowly realized that something was wrong.
Strange. There should be many righteous and kind warriors in the Holy Region. Why were the killers sent by Saga all evil and wicked?
No matter how bright a place was, there would be darkness, and no matter how pure a thing was, there would also be dirt. The path to becoming a Saint Seiya was difficult, even inhuman. There would be a lot of resentment and dissatisfaction. After becoming a Saint Seiya, the superhuman strength would make many people forget themselves and indulge themselves in killing wantonly.
The Gold Saints taught by Shion and Tiger Cub were generally good due to their good guidance. However, the Silver Saints, especially the Bronze Saints, were taught differently. Moreover, they often had to carry out missions in the crowd, so the chances of them making mistakes were greatly increased, and the number of people falling was especially high.
These fallen Saints needed to be executed by the Gold Saints. At that time, this responsibility fell on Saga and Aiolos. However, due to Saga's benevolence and Aiolos's integrity, these Saint Seiyas were only imprisoned.
Now, they had been released by Saga.
In order to chase after Aiolos, they had no other methods that they could not use. Threats, kidnappings, assassinations, joint attacks. Aiolos, who didn't have a holy garment, struggled to hold on and was covered in injuries.
Finally, he had this thought.
"Since they are all evil people, there is no harm in killing them, right?”
Aiolos, who had nowhere else to go, had killing intent for the first time.
The Saint Seiyas of Swordfish, Compass, Compass, Round Indian, and Equus were all defeated. Bright red blood not only dyed Aiolos's hands red, but it also stained Aiolos's heart.
"I killed someone, I finally killed someone.”
There were many people chasing after him, and it was impossible for Aiolos to identify everyone and determine whether they were righteous or not. Since they had started killing, Aiolos gradually did not care anymore.
"Kill! Kill!"
Actually, after killing someone, Aiolos was in great pain. How could he become a murderer if he hated her? Was he still the Aiolos from before when he was covered in blood?
There was once when he killed many pursuers. It was Aiolos, who was standing in the stream covered in blood. He laughed out loud and then burst into tears.
At that moment, he knew that the righteous and kind Aiolos of the past would never be able to return.
They had appeared.
They were Gulas of the Southern Cross, Yang of the Shield, Orpheus of Lyra, and Moshi of the Arrow. They were the four most depraved saints who had killed people like flies and were imprisoned in eternal prison. They were also very powerful saints.
Aiolos was no longer able to unleash his Light Speed Fist. Even though his fist could still defeat the arrow, it was unable to shatter Yang's shield. Coupled with the sneak attacks from the Southern Cross and Lyra, Aiolos could no longer hold on. He used the last of his strength and fell off the cliff with Gulas in his arms.
After an unknown period of time, Aiolos finally woke up. It was a woman from the Celestial Dynasty who had saved him.
The woman was dressed in an old-fashioned manner and was very nimble. Her long hair was tied up casually with a rope and fell on her shoulders elegantly. She was wearing a sky-blue female martial arts uniform. Under the lapel, one could vaguely see her snow-white skin.
The woman's family was a martial arts family. She had two younger brothers, a younger sister, and of course, her brave father. They carried the legacy of ancient China, with a kind character and hospitable habits.
Aiolos did not want to implicate them. He wanted to leave a few times but was stopped by them.
"Guest from afar, your injuries are still very serious. Let's rest for a while."
"The people chasing me are very powerful. If I don't leave, I'll implicate you!”
"When the enemy comes, we will welcome him with our fists.”That was her youngest brother, Wang Hu.
Indeed, their martial arts were very good. Although Wang Hu was very young, with a little training, he would definitely become a very powerful Saint Seiya. Unfortunately, he wasn't, and neither were the others. Their enemy was the powerful Saint Seiya.
However, Aiolos still stayed in the end because of the eyes of that woman from the Chinese Empire. Her kind and flawless eyes were like the eyes of a goddess.
Aiolos stayed behind.
When Aiolos woke up in the morning, he would see the woman smiling and the steaming buns. When Aiolos was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, he would see the woman smiling and a large basket of clean clothes beside her. When Aiolos was resting, he would see the woman smiling and the cool well water that she served. When Aiolos was entangled by Wang Hu and the others, he also saw the woman laughing and scolding Wang Hu. When night fell, Aiolos saw the woman smiling and the oil lamp in her hand.
For many years, Aiolos had grown up in battles. Every day, he trained and studied. He had never been as relaxed and warm as he was now.
He didn't know the woman's name. After all, they were in China, and a girl's name could not be casually revealed. She did not speak much, and most of the time, she nodded and smiled. However, to Aiolos, it was enough to see her smile every day.
However, happy days did not last long.
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