Chapter 373 Are you interested in becoming a Saint?
"Master Mitsumasa, Master"
A familiar and anxious call came to his ears, waking up Mitsumasa Kido from his trance.
Looking at the worried butler, Mitsumasa Kido waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
“Continue the topic”
The so-called "Hundred Sons Plan" naturally refers to one hundred children.
Mitsumasa Kido's original purpose was to give birth to a hundred children in one year, and then train his one hundred children to become legendary saints, guarding Athena. Thus fulfilling the glorious mission of protecting mankind.
However, let’s not say that his thing can’t be used. Even if it can be used, it is wishful thinking to get a hundred women pregnant within a year.
So he thought of another method.
Then there was the scene where Tatsumi reported to him at the beginning.
Those one hundred children did indeed have his 'DNA' in their bodies, but they were not carried out by him or they were not conceived under normal circumstances.
He used artificial insemination to find women from different countries and regions around the world, especially those who were about to die, and offered them high rewards or coercion and inducement, etc. agree.
The so-called Hundred Sons Plan can also be called the Borrowed Children Plan.
Theoretically, these one hundred children are all his seeds, but he did not sow them himself.
Apart from the blood relationship, there is no emotional relationship at all.
So he has no feelings for these children, and these children are just tools to him.
“Temporarily adopt them, let them grow up with Shaozhi for a period of time, and cultivate the relationship between both parties.”
“But there is one thing. Let them know their identity clearly. Let them recognize Shaozhi as Lord! "
Mitsumasa Kido seemed to be describing something that had nothing to do with him, his tone was cold and his attitude was very cold.
It was as if those hundred were not his children, but a group of strangers.
It is almost true that these children are just his biological babies.
Cold is no longer enough to describe Mitsumasa Kido.
This is completely opposite to his attitude towards Kido Saori who is always a kind grandfather.
"Yes, sir."
Tatsumi faithfully carried out the tasks assigned to him by his master: "Then how long do you think it is appropriate for them to get along with the eldest lady?"
"It's best to be one year, of course, half a year is fine. It's very necessary for you to contact those saints first to become a disciple of a famous master."
"In addition, don't worry about wasting money, I am not a member of Guladu Consortium. If there is no money, it means there is a lot of money.”
In other words, it is a word - 'spread money'.
"Yes, Master. I will do it to your satisfaction."
Tatsumi said.
"Go down, I want to be alone."
"Yes."
With the departure of the loyal butler and the slow closing of the door, Kido Mitsumasa sat back to where he was before On top of the rocking chair he was leaning against.
The fire not far away made a crackling sound as the firewood burned.
Kido Mitsumasa slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the rare tranquility.
He was already sick, and so terminally ill that there was no cure.
He wanted to pave the way for his nominal granddaughter before he died.
Led by Tatsumi and the bodyguards of the consortium, one hundred children met a little girl.
"Why do we want to worship that girl?"
The young Seiya ignored the bodyguards' request and questioned.
"Let me leave here and I have to find my sister."
"Seiya, how dare you disrespect Miss Saori!"
"Xiewu, do you want to cause trouble?" Two young teenagers competed against each other.
“Your name is Ikki? Is your name Ikki?!”
Tatsumi held a wooden sword made of straw and mercilessly beat the dark blue-haired boy in front of him who was hung up by him.
“Now let’s select your training location. The moment to decide your destiny has arrived.”
“Don’t forget the consortium’s kindness to you. You must come back in three years, come back here.”< br>
"Please come up and draw lots for those whose names are called!"
As time passes day by day, the fate of the younger generation of Saints is also slowly opening up.
Meanwhile, in the world's northernmost region, there is a place known as the Permafrost.
However, even in the coldest land, there is still a small area suitable for human habitation, and there are also days when spring flowers bloom.
It is obviously the spring when all things revive.
The bright and warm sunshine shines on the earth.
Mingming
In the woods, the boy holding a beautifully decorated dagger in his hand felt as cold as an iceberg that had never melted for thousands of years.
He just stayed there, staring blankly at the back of a family of three leaving sweetly and happily on a horse not far away.
When he took out another identical dagger from his pocket and looked at the face of another boy on the horse that was almost exactly the same as his, he was living alone and very sensitive to everything. Already almost know it.
He was abandoned by his family.
Hate it?
Actually, it doesn’t count.
After all, they brought him life.
Although there is nothing at home, it is still a place where you can take shelter from the wind and rain. You don’t have to freeze to death in the ice and snow like many outsiders do.
Although there was no money at home, he inherited the hunting skills of his 'adoptive father'.
Don’t you hate it?
That's impossible.
It is an indisputable fact that he was abandoned.
But compared to resentment, there is more unwillingness in my heart. It is unwillingness to be reconciled to the identity of the two, to myself, and to fate.
"Then leave here."
"No matter how hard you work here, your birth determines everything."
The sound rang in my ears.
Then a man's figure gradually appeared in front of the boy's eyes.
The boy had his eyes closed, but he felt as if he could see through everything.
“After he was born into a famous family, he enjoyed a very high status in the Immortal Palace, but your father is just an ordinary hunter. Even if you practice hard from now on, you will become better and stronger than him. Even more powerful, you are still just a child of a hunter.”
“You can’t stand at the end of others like him since you were born, and you can’t be like him who can wear legends with just a command from Siluda. The God’s Fighting Clothes”
"No matter how hard you try, the best you can do is put on the auxiliary star's divine battle suit, or even become a shadow fighter to assist him."
The man's words were like a sharp knife, tearing away the disguise of the fairy tale, revealing The bloody truth inside.
The boy's lips turned white after hearing this. Although he didn't want to admit it from the bottom of his heart, he knew it after having been alone in society for many years since he was a child.
It is very possible that what the other party said is true.
“What should I do?”
"Go to new places to find a new way out and prove it to others."
"It is said that a horse with a thousand li is often found but a Bole is not always found, and today I happen to be willing to be a Bole for a while."
< br>"I come from the Holy Realm, are you interested in becoming a Saint?"
(End of this chapter)