Chapter 404: Your Phoenix Sacred Cloth is from a mother
It was Ikki who stopped Yamcha.
Seeing that Yamcha never meant to introduce Bado, he couldn't bear the doubts in his heart, so he called out to Yamcha.
"There is one thing, please clarify my doubts."
Although he has a character that refuses to accept anyone, it is because the other party is not strong enough to convince him sincerely, and Yamu He had to admire the power shown by tea.
After getting Yamcha's consent, he pointed to Bado, whose holy clothes were very similar to his own, and said: "Who are you?"
"Bado of the Phoenix."
Bado replied with a smile.
There was always a smile on his face, which was in sharp contrast to Ikki's sullen face.
Ikki narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous look in his eyes: "I am the Phoenix Constellation."
If they disagree with each other, they will get into a fight.
"He is Bardo the Phoenix, and you are Ikki the Bronze Saint Phoenix."
Yamucha replaced Bardo to explain Ikki's doubts.
But the more he spoke, the more doubts appeared in Ikki's eyes: "What do you mean?"
What do you mean he is the Phoenix, and I am the Bronze Saint Phoenix?
"Oh, it's a language translation problem."
I heard Yamcha say in a different tone: "The full name of your holy robe is Phoenix. The correct term should be the bronze holy robe of the Phoenix. And Bado’s holy garment is called Fenghua ng"
"You can all call them Phoenix Saint Clothes, but they are essentially different."
Yamucha talked freely, talking unscrupulously, and listened to everyone. All the saints were in a state of confusion, with expressions of confusion and confusion.
Looking at their 'clear and stupid' looks, Yamcha nodded secretly.
This is the result of having little education and suffering the loss of being uneducated.
The Saints were only exposed to basic cultural classes, and most of the time they were training, training, training.
In fact, the phoenix and the phoenix are three different creatures. The phoenix is one kind, the phoenix is one kind, and the phoenix is another kind.
"So what kind of holy cloth is that?"
Ikki's tone at this time was no longer as aggressive as before.
After Yamcha looked around, he said: "I guess you are all confused, so I will tell you everything."
As soon as these words came out, everyone except Saga showed curiosity on their faces. The expressions include Scorpio Milo, who is also one of the Golden Saints.
“But before that, I need to ask a question, do you know how many categories the holy clothes of the official saints under Athena’s command are divided into?”
“Bronze, silver and gold ." Seiya blurted out without thinking.
He stays in the sanctuary all year round, so don’t be too familiar with this matter.
"Yes, do you know how many of them there are?"
Faced with this question, several Bronze Saints looked at each other, trying to get the answer from each other, but unfortunately they could only get the answer from each other. I saw myself in my eyes.
“48 bronze holy garments, 24 silver holy garments and 12 gold holy garments.”
This time it was Mesty who answered, and he flirted again after he finished speaking. My own golden hair.
“Do you understand now?”
Faced with Yamcha's question, even the Silver Saint showed doubts this time.
What do you understand?
Mi Luo glanced at Saga calmly. When he saw that the other party maintained a calm expression from beginning to end, he knew that this former big brother must know.
But he was embarrassed to ask, and wanted to maintain the mystery of his senior in front of silver and bronze, so he pretended to be indifferent.
Actually, he doesn’t know anything at all.
"You haven't found the problem yet."
Yamucha sighed, and then asked in a tone of 'boy, daddy is very disappointed': "How many holy clothes are there in total?"
Everyone felt very embarrassed by Yamcha’s tone and blurted it out almost subconsciously. "88 pieces!"
Before Yamcha could continue to explain, Humanity appeared almost instantly.
“I understand!”
It was Shun who spoke.
In the original work, he knew a lot of information that Seiya living in the sanctuary did not know, and his brain was considered to be one of the most flexible among the saints.
Seeing the doubtful looks in his companions' eyes, Shun glanced at Yamcha apologetically, and then said: "12, 24, and 48 are a total of 84 pieces."
"That's still a few. Got four!”
Xingya immediately drew inferences.
'I see. ’
Miro nodded, looked at Saga again, and found that he still had a calm expression, which made him even more convinced of his guess.
“This Phoenix Holy Cloth is one of the four missing Holy Cloths. No, it should be called the legendary four Holy Cloths.”
After he finished speaking, he He looked at Yamcha again out of the corner of his eye, and when he saw that the commander-in-chief didn't object, he knew that he was definitely right.
‘I didn’t say anything, Milo said everything. ’
Yamucha thought silently in his heart.
‘Also, the legendary four holy garments are actually five in total. Isn’t it reasonable? ’
As for Saga
His thoughts were all on the Holy Land at the moment, and he didn’t even listen to what was said here.
Actually, Yamucha planned to make the phoenix seat mouth look like a red bird, and then the Tianlong would be a Qinglong? Is the white bird a white tiger? Fairy is Xuanwu? The last Pegasus can be disguised as a unicorn by pressing a horn on the top of its head.
Under the guidance of the two gold saints, Saga and Milo, Xiaoqiang and the silver saints began their journey of cultivating the seventh sense.
And in the distant sanctuary.
As the Golden Saint, Camus had an unimpeded journey through the Twelve Palaces and arrived at the Pope's Hall very smoothly.
"Camius, how did the mission go?"
After experiencing the battle in the manor, looking at the man wearing a bronze papal mask behind the curtain, Camus felt a very strange feeling Feel.
It seems to be true
"Your Majesty the Pope, before that I want to meet the goddess. I have very important news to report to her."
Kamiu's tone is although It's still respectful, but the content is not the same as before.
"Camius. If you have something to tell me, it's the same thing."
The pope's voice was so gentle, but Camus could hear a hint of coldness in it.
"Please allow me to meet the goddess."
Camius spoke again, no longer honoring the pope.
"I said it, and it's the same as what I said."
The Pope seemed not to hear the abnormality in Camus' words, and still maintained his previous attitude.
“As a Golden Saint, I think I am qualified to meet the goddess.”
"As the Pope, I am qualified to listen to your report first and then decide whether you are qualified to see him."
When Camus was speaking, he had gone from kneeling on one knee to standing up to look at him at eye level. The content of the words has also begun to differ.
"Your Majesty the Pope, you seem to be very unwilling for me to meet the goddess?"
At this time, Camus's body had begun to burn with a small universe, and the cold air swept through the entire Pope's Hall, making the surrounding people The temperature instantly dropped to dozens of degrees below zero.
Just when the battle between the two was about to break out, a voice sounded.
"Kamie, why don't you stop?"
(End of this chapter)