Chapter Thirty-Five: The Young Archer

  "Ding! Summoning begins!"

  Francis was excited for a moment, fortunately I asked, otherwise I guess the system would not have brought it up at all.

  "Ding, database connection failed, player automatically obtains qualification for drawing Saint Seiya world, whether to draw?"

  "Draw!" Francis was still very excited even though he had been through this twice before.

  "Who will it be this time? Is it the Gold Saint again? Even if it's one of the three giants from the underworld, I won't mind! Please, just don't let it be some Bronze something! I don't want any weaklings!"

  "Congratulations to the player for drawing the Golden Saint Fighter"

  "Haha, my character is indeed good! Haha......" Francis couldn't help but burst out laughing despite trying to hold back his inner excitement.

  "Congratulations, player, on obtaining Sagittarius Gold Saint Aiolos!"

  "Oh! Aeolus!" Francis's mind immediately jumped out with information about Aeolus.

  Aiolos, the Gold Saint of Sagittarius. He is the older brother of Aiolia, the Gold Saint of Leo, and has a gentle personality, being brave yet not losing his rationality. He is a saint with both strength and dignity, chosen by Pope Shion as his successor, and his heroic and kind figure is respected by all saints.

  In the original work, Aeolus first wore the golden holy clothes of Sagittarius under the Wall of Lamentations. The power of all the Golden Saints gathered in Aeolus' Golden Arrow, breaking the myth that the Wall of Lamentations could only make people sigh (the souls in the underworld, looking at the Pure Land of Extreme Bliss just ahead but being blocked, can only gaze and sigh).

  In a flash of gold, just as Francis was reminiscing, a tall figure appeared before him. Brown short hair, resolute eyes, handsome face, and a magnificent Sagittarius holy robe. Gazing at the 'girl' in front of him, Elos knelt on one knee: "Sagittarius's Elos is here, offering eternal loyalty to you!"

  Hurry to help Aiolos up, Francis also knew that every time a character is summoned, there will be such an oath of allegiance. Smiling and saying: "Get up quickly! Don't be so restrained in front of me! From now on, just call me Young Master, I don't like other titles!" Francis was also extremely excited at this time, after all, he was the soul character throughout the original work, and he also liked Aiolos very much.

  Just as he was helping Aiolos up, a brief profile of Aiolos appeared in his mind:

  Aeolus

  Rank: Gold Saint Intuition of the Sixth Sense

  Age: 14 years old

  Special Move: Lightning Speed Fist Golden Arrow

  Innate: AA

  This is it! It seems like this situation happened before, is it because they only appear when touched? But later on, even if I touch Dis again, there won't be any data. However, looking at Aiolos' age, having the sixth sense at 14 years old is indeed a high talent. But this height, looking at Aiolos standing up, isn't it almost the same as Dis'? I'm only 16 years old now and not even 1.7 meters tall, you're already over 1.8 meters, how did you develop?

  "Master? I see." Aiolos nodded in surprise, though he felt a bit strange in his heart. The clever him just hid the doubt in his mind and didn't ask out loud.

  Francis took a step back, feeling somewhat defeated by Aiolos' height. Looking at the Sagittarius Cloth, Francis suddenly found something off, the most gorgeous wings of Sagittarius were gone.

  "Hey, Aeolus, where are the wings on your holy robe?"

  "The wings of Sagittarius can be retracted into the sacred garment!" As he spoke, a pair of golden wings slowly unfolded behind Eryndor Thorne. "Although flying with the wings is possible, it would be inconvenient in close combat. In order to not affect agility, they are usually retracted into the sacred garment." The tall and handsome Eryndor Thorne wore this sacred garment, paired with the wings on his back, no wonder he had so many female fans!

  Looking at Aiolos' current appearance, it's simply a gorgeous mess. Francis is starry-eyed and envies him to death. Why can't I draw a sacred garment?

  Francis walked up to the box, opened it and put several space rings inside.

  "Ah! Aiolos, this one's for you!" Francis took out a spatial ring, casually cleaned it up a bit, and stuffed some purple crystals into it without even counting how many.

  "This is a spatial ring! Through spiritual power, you can store and retrieve items inside it! You can use it as soon as the first drop of blood is on top. There are some purple crystal coins inside, which are the common currency on the mainland!"

  "Thank you, young master!" Eryndor took the ring, pricked his finger, and let a drop of blood fall on it. Then he used his spiritual power to probe into it and began to study it.

  Francis touched the two rings on his hand, slowly closed the box and walked over to Aeolus.

  "That's all that needs to be said! Come with me, there are two more companions waiting for you outside!" He grabbed Aiolos and slowly fed spiritual energy into the wolf head. Francis was excited to think about what would happen if Dis and Aiolos met.

  The scene in front of them changed, and the two had already appeared beside the canyon. Dais and Saber were still standing in place, looking at Aioulos beside Francis, and the two knew they had gained another ally.

  "Let me introduce you!" Francis pointed to Iolaus beside him "This is Iolaus, the Golden Saint of Sagittarius! Dis, he's your colleague too! Hey, Dis, don't put on that stinky face, he doesn't owe you money or anything!" Francis was exasperated by Dis' haughty expression, which was just his personality - although he wasn't a bad person, he always looked down on others. The current Francis had a spiritual power far stronger than when he first summoned Dis, and after summoning Iolaus, he only felt a slight consumption of spiritual power, nothing serious.

  "Aiolos, let me introduce you. This is Saber, don't be fooled by her being a girl, she's actually very strong! And that one over there wearing the golden sacred cloth, his name is Dismas. He's the Gold Saint of Cancer, you should know him, right?"

  "Hello! Nice to meet you, I'm Saber, please give me your guidance!" Saber said with a nod.

  Aiolos also nodded and responded politely to Saber's words "Nice to meet you, I'm Aiolos. Please take care of me from now on!"

  "I am Aiolos, the Gold Saint of Sagittarius! I look forward to working with you!"

  "Disumasuku, Cancer! You little devil, are you Sagittarius?!" Looks like Dis has a good impression of Eiolos, who is also a Saint, unlike last time with Saber!

  What's wrong with them? Oh right, they don't have their previous memories! That's why they don't recognize me! But Dis, what's with that senior face of yours? If Aiolos were still alive, he'd be older than you. And he was a candidate for the Pope, if it weren't for the Sacrament of Chaos, he would've been your superior!

  As Francis thought back to his memories, he suddenly recalled that Saber had told him about her past before, as if she did have memories.

  "Lia, how much of the past do you remember?" Francis asked Saber. Meanwhile, Dias had already gone to one side with Eriol and was having a heart-to-heart talk. Dias had an air of superiority about him, it was unclear what he was saying, but Eriol was listening very seriously beside him.

  "Memories! My memories are intact! I remember everything, from my birth to becoming a king, and finally an undead! There's nothing I don't remember!" Saber looked puzzled at Francis' question.

  "Ah! I remember everything!" Francis was puzzled, how could Lila remember this? Weren't these memories supposed to be deleted by the system? No, she didn't mention the Holy Grail War, there's no Holy Grail War in her memory!

  "What happens after you become a spirit? What else happened after becoming a spirit?" Francis asked in a hurry.

  "Afterwards! Wasn't it shortly after that you were summoned by Young Master?" Saber said casually.

  "What about the Holy Grail War? How did you become a Heroic Spirit?" Indeed, Saber didn't remember those things.

  "Huh? What's the Holy Grail? Becoming a heroic spirit, that's something that happens after I've obtained the honor of being a king. Because my deeds are passed down among people and I become a famous hero, my soul doesn't disappear even in death, so I can become a heroic spirit." Saber said it vaguely, but Francis roughly understood it.

  It's already been altered to a ridiculous extent, and Saber doesn't even know what the Holy Grail is. The system's capabilities are truly impressive! This way, it can ensure each summoned character's absolute loyalty to the summoner! Thinking of this, Francis glanced at Saber, "The matter of the Holy Grail, you've forgotten about it, that's fine, anyway it's a tragedy!"

  Saber was also looking at Francis, his bangs swaying slightly, today's young master is a bit strange!

  "Hahaha……" The sound of Dais's maniacal laughter came from afar, and Francis looked over to see Dais patting Eurus on the shoulder while laughing loudly. Looking at Dais's arrogant expression as if he was the only one in the world, compared to Eurus's bright smile like sunshine, Francis was speechless, it was too embarrassing!

  After laughing, Dis led Aiolos over.

  "Di Si, what are you doing, laughing so happily."

  "I'm teaching Aeolus a thing or two!" Dais patted Aeolus on the shoulder, looking like he had already taken on a mentorship role.

  "What? Instructions?" Francis's eyes widened in surprise, what were these two people up to?!

  "Discimus is really amazing! He's already a master of the seventh sense! I'm asking him about the small universe right now!" Aiolos added from the side.

  "Believe me, Aiolos! Keep your distance from him and you'll grasp the Seventh Sense faster! And he's absolutely not your senior! Remember, keep your distance from him from now on!" Francis thought that Aiolos was only fourteen after all, although Saints tend to mature early, Aiolos was also a person with a firm mind, but who knows what kind of bad influence it would have if he spent every day with Deiss.