[Saint Seiya LC] Even Though I Have Been a Bastard All My Life, I Will Die in This Holy Realm.

Even if I sacrifice you, Ling Zongsu's mental state has been much better since he started to play different identities to save the twelve golden grievances. Isn't it just those golden enemies who are each more miserable than the other? Isn't it just that you save and forget, forget and save again, and after saving, you are still treated as a handyman/assassin/stray dog? Isn't it true that all the zodiac signs in the Sacred Realm from Aries to Pisces have psychological trauma? It doesn't matter, Ling Zongsu feels that the world is so big, it's time to set up an organization to uniformly manage them. "After the treatment is completed, send little red flowers to each one, touch their heads and say, don't let humans be so miserable next time, be good." Be born as a god in the underworld. Rescue work is scheduled from Monday to Saturday, and team building is on Sunday. The Golden Saints take turns, whoever is in good condition will be saved first, and whoever is in bad condition will be saved in the back. "What? Did you forget again? It's okay, I'll do it again with another face." Don't ask, asking means stimulating, asking means not telling them. Once again, he faked his death to escape in front of Caludia, who had a heart disease, and was allergic to sneezing in the poisonous rose garden of Albafica. Holding a pot of soup that was pitch black and boiled into charcoal, she called out "Mom" to the steady No. 1 Wisdom of the Sanctuary, Didier. After Desier drank the charcoal soup, Ling Zongsu stood on the roof of the Pope's Hall and cried in the wind. Damn it, sometimes Ling Zongsu really wanted to tie up all these big enemies and throw them into the underworld for a bath. "Fuck being a good guy! Fuck saving the world!" "I'm going to be a dog to Yao Ma, the real mastermind behind the scenes!!!" Then she actually went. In the form of twelve soul fragments, it penetrated into the hearts of twelve golden saints. Well, one pill each. Side effect: I was caught by Hades and roasted in the Pure Land. Positive effect: The twelve great grievances finally felt that something was missing in their hearts. Three years later, Ling Zongsu transformed into the shell of a refugee boy and crawled back to the Holy Land. Beaten by the patrol as an assassin. Twelve faces gathered around. "Uh... Can you please stop looking at me like a dead person?" Kaludia grabbed her collar and raised her eyebrows: "It's you again! Pretending to be dead to fool everyone again and again? How many times have you fooled us!" Ling Zongsu said seriously: "Don't be cruel, the mummy buried last time was actually flavored ham, and it tastes pretty good." Albafica held hands full of blood-red roses, feeling angry and helpless: "Are you allergic to pollen and dying? You want to come to my rose garden to cause trouble?" Ling Zongsu raised her head and said sweetly: "Flowers can sting people, but you can't, and you are more beautiful than all flowers." The beautiful Pisces was speechless for a moment, and the rose dropped half a point. Shi Ang raised his hand and unfolded a piece of blank letter paper, with gentle eyes: "You wrote the word Shengli Manifestation." A word of "coward" clearly appeared on the white paper: The wind is too strong, remember to wear a jacket next time you run. Sisyphus, who was passing by, heard this and took off his robe to cover her body. El Cid, who was beside him, handed over the holy sword with an expressionless face and gave a simple order: "Peel the apple, don't be lazy." Dismasco, who arrived late, was holding a plate of shiny black omelette that looked like a biochemical weapon. He smiled evilly and said, "Cooperate and harm the sanctuary together." Ashmita stood with her eyes closed, having already seen through all the cause and effect, she said calmly: "I can see every time you fake death or hide." Aspros approached step by step, feeling oppressed and paranoid about catching the escaped person: "You have run away so many times, but no one will let you go this time." On the side, Defteros folded his arms and watched the show, lazily finishing his blows: "The king of the runaways wanted by the whole network has finally been arrested." Manigault smiled carelessly: "Okay, little girl, you can make the twelve golds spin around." Regulus's eyes were full of stars and he was extremely admiring: "Sister, you are so amazing! Can you show me one more time!" Ling Zongsu was wearing a robe, holding a rose, holding a holy sword and holding an omelette, surrounded by twelve people. I took a bite of the omelette. Muzzy. Didn't vomit. Because for the first time, they remembered her. As for the Ten Thousand Years Backstab Master and Yao Ma, a professional cheater from Tianma? Let him bake it himself. Ling Zongsu is busy. He was busy being surrounded by twelve golden saints and eating a plate of mushy omelettes. Ling Zongsu was chewing fried eggs and suddenly felt something. "Fuck the simulator. Fuck the successor." This is where I stay. Look at this group of people. "Fuck one for one, I'll get them all back." So just be confused. "Even if you spend your whole life as a bastard, you will die in this holy realm." But they finally remembered her. This time she stopped running because someone remembered to feed the dog ham sausage. Then let her change it now: "Even if you are a bastard all your life, you will still be dependent on these big wretches." Saint Seiya LC Fans｜Otome Shura Field｜Relaxing Funny + Fateful Tragedy (Comedy Shell, Knife Inside) #fresh #groupportraits #female perspective Sister Baoling's character: a dog with a cheerful appearance and sincere enthusiasm, but a fear of deep bonds in the heart, and is proficient in faking his own death to escape. Intention: Unwilling to accept the destined ending of death, the time traveler breaks away from the chess game of fate and rushes for a two-way protection and rescue.