Chapter 252

"...Use this pseudonym to negotiate?" William took the envelope containing the fake identity from Lansemello and raised his eyebrows in surprise the moment he opened it. "I don't have any objections, but don't you think this pseudonym is a bit too eye-catching? Although the Sanctuary will not look for the source of the pseudonym, isn't it a bit too much to use this surname directly?"

"This edition is more restrained." Lansemero glanced at William. "Your name is really unacceptable - it's worse than the Chaldean pseudonym I used. Almost a hundred years ago, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle published The Final Case - the whole world knows the name of James Moriarty."

"Luckily no one knew that the 'M' on the Griffin was the 'M' of Moriarty."

"Okay, okay, I'll use this pseudonym." William smiled and put the envelope into the inside pocket of his suit. He used his cane to adjust the hat on his head. "Then, the next step is to do the same as the earl - to make up a credible enough origin for this identity."

In order to complete the handover as soon as possible and sever the connection between the group and the Sanctuary on the surface, Dieter and William made a lot of trouble for the group - in the end, Dieter, who had just completed the pseudonym update and was ostensibly the owner of the new generation of the group, failed in this staged struggle and regrettably handed over the entire group to William, who was using a new pseudonym.

Thus, the owner of this group changed from the eleventh "Dieter" to a "Wodam".

While William was cleaning up the group under the pseudonym "Wodym", Lansemero was leading Dieter into the underworld with a lantern - the soul's body was kept active by Asclepius as usual, and then sealed with magic to ensure that it could be used as usual when needed in the future.

"Is it true that none of you have paid attention to the existence of the next Golden Saint?" Lansermello asked Dieter, who was held in the lantern by him, while walking towards the depths of the underworld. "By the way, everyone else has planned a place for their successors to practice - where do you recommend your successor to go?"

"I don't recommend my training place." Dieter, who was now floating in the lantern like a will-o'-the-wisp, answered Lansemero, "But generally speaking, the training places of Aquarius are located slightly south of the Arctic Circle... probably because the cold environment makes it easier for us to master cryogenics - what are you thinking about?"

"I was just thinking..." Lansermello stopped in front of the gun cell specially used to hold the 1743 batch of Golden Saints and blinked, "Why didn't you consider Antarctica? Even the South Pole may be more suitable than the North Pole - I mean, from the perspective of not being noticed by ordinary people."

"You need to know one thing." Dieter was lifted out of the lantern by Lansermero, and his tone became more and more subtle. "No matter how much we try to avoid the sight of ordinary people, we are also human beings. There are countries in the Arctic Circle, and we can trade with ordinary people to obtain living supplies... Going to the Antarctic Circle is really like being a savage."

"But I really don't recommend my place of training." The blue soul fire trembled twice as if nodding, and floated into the prison. "Brugled is located in the mountains... You seem very curious about it - can I know why?"

"Ah, it's just that the phrase 'located in the mountains' reminded me of a few people I know." Lansermello waved his hand, and the lantern in his hand turned into a blue spirit particle and dissipated. "Hermit in the mountains - isn't this very suitable for someone who appears in the mountains?"

"Well, goodbye then - until the Holy War begins in twenty-five years."

When Lansemero returned to the almost empty sanctuary, she had the rare opportunity to see Shion who had returned from outside. He was the only living fighter in the sanctuary. The Pope, who was like a lone commander, was sweating profusely as he pushed two almost identical boys into the training ground.

Lancer Melo paused as he was walking out, and while no one was noticing him, he changed direction and left the sanctuary's training ground - in the future sanctuary, there would be no gods who would fight against Athena, and no one knew that there were other gods here besides Athena.

After Shion settled the brothers and returned to the Papal Chamber, he found that Lancesmero was already waiting for him to explain the situation. Lancesmero, who had gradually taken off his disguise as a god in front of many Golden Saints over the past two hundred years, once again put on the same appearance as Asclepius and sat on a high place with an expressionless face.

"...How did you find them?" Lansemero raised his eyebrows and asked Shion condescendingly, "Those two are Gemini candidates, right? I should have informed you a few days ago that you could find candidates - how did you find the Golden Saint candidates so quickly?"

"To be specific, I can't explain in detail why I met them." Shion sighed helplessly, took off the triple crown and explained to Lansermelo, "I did start looking for students because of your notice - and then I met them, it was as if it was arranged..."

"Phew, I already know the answer." Lancermello jumped back to the ground lightly, put his sleeves in his pocket and explained to Shion the arrangements for the Sanctuary. "There should be only these two candidates for the Gold Saint this year - you can recruit the others freely, the Cloth may not respond to them."

"You should be able to receive another Gold Saint candidate next year. You don't have to look for him. He will probably be delivered to you directly like today."

"...Okay, I understand." Shion calmly put down the triple crown in his hand, as if he realized something, and just stood there staring at Lancermello's back, "Next, where are you going? The group is under the supervision of the professor, and the Demon Star Tower is also guarded by Tonghu--"

"I'm just going to hide away for a while. After all, this is the Sanctuary of Athena, and only the Sanctuary of Athena." Lansemello stopped and sighed on the steps. "It's okay for your generation, but I don't want to lead the next generation of the Sanctuary astray. Don't worry, I will be back in 1973."

"By the way, I squeezed out some Asclepius." A bottle of potion appeared out of nowhere in front of Shion, and Lansemero calmly introduced the use of the potion, "This is the resurrection potion of Asclepius - it's not a copy, it's a real potion that can bring the dead back to life regardless of conditions."

"This is the only bottle of resurrection medicine in the world - don't waste it."

Since then, the traces of the Paradise Fairies have disappeared from Greece. Shion adjusted the situation of the candidates in the sanctuary according to the arrangements left by Lansemello, and when the candidates were discouraged, he cheered them up according to the speech method taught by Sisifos.

——Most problems can be solved this simply.

The more difficult problem is the newly picked up Gold Saint Candidates.

Even if Lancermello didn't say it explicitly, just based on her unusual tone and the different excitement of the saints from the past - Shion could judge that the children he brought back to the Sanctuary were one of the Gold Saints who would die in the civil war in the known future.

But what worries Shiang is not the future which seems too far away for the candidates - but the actual training arrangements for the candidates.

After racking his brains but failing to perfectly solve the training arrangements for the Gold Saint candidates, Shion finally chose to contact Dohko who was far away in Lushan - regardless of whether Dohko could help him, at least he had someone he could talk to.

After Lancermelo left the Sanctuary, Shion realized how miserable life would be if he didn't have someone with whom he could discuss problems anytime and anywhere - not to mention the twin brothers he picked up in the first year, the Sagittarius he picked up in the second year alone was enough to make him lose a lot of hair.

"... Now other problems are not important. What's important is where can I find someone to help Aiolos raise his brother!!!" Taking advantage of the fact that no one else in the Sanctuary has mastered the Microcosm yet, Shion burned his own Microcosm and complained to Tonghu, "How do I know that he still has a baby who is still breastfeeding!!!"

"Don't they have parents?" Tonghu, who had been sitting by the waterfall for nearly two hundred years, responded to Shion with his microcosm, "Or..."

"The good news is that the Gold Saint Candidates we have picked up so far have no parents, and the bad news is that they also have no parents." Shion sneered, "I seriously suspect that she ran away in advance because she knew that the Sanctuary would become like this - otherwise why didn't she leave earlier or later, but ran away the day I brought Sagagallon back!!!"

"I think she is just like when she dragged Aspros and the others around the world in the past. She just has things to do." Tonghu estimated the anger of his friend whom he had not seen for many years and considered the tone of his reply. "Besides, she probably won't really let you take care of the child alone - haha."

"Tonghu..." Shi Ang pronounced Tonghu's name sinisterly, "You sound very happy."

"Ahem, how is that possible?" Tonghu cleared his throat and answered Shiang without looking away, "If nothing unexpected happens, she will definitely take over some of the teaching work of the Gold Saint Candidates in the future - but not necessarily while they are still in the Sanctuary. Especially as you know, the training grounds for this session were arranged by them -"

"Only Aquarius has no plans - Dieter just said not to arrange the next session in Brugrad."

"...Anyway, I'd better pick up the manual that Pope Sage left for me first--" Shion sighed helplessly and took out an old notebook from the secret compartment of the Pope's Office, "Why did I question the necessity of the Pope learning infant and child rearing knowledge...If I don't raise Athena, I may have to deal with family issues for the Saints or candidates!!!"

"By the way, speaking of which - I haven't heard your voice so full of energy for a long time, Shion." Tonghu smiled and looked at the deep pool under his feet, "Do you think we will have a chance to meet again before the holy war begins?"

"...I don't know the answer to this question." Shion stopped what he was doing and looked at the zodiac below the Papal Chamber. "It would be more reliable for you to ask her. But what I know is that now that we have come to this point, I can only trust her. I can only believe that no matter what, we will meet again alive."