Greece: Zeus made me the queen of heaven?

Chapter 933 Whose family relationship is like this?

Chapter 933 Whose family relationship is like this?
Of course, Alcmene did not know how Hera and Athena had arranged things.

However, it would definitely be best if Athena and Hera personally intervened.

Well, although I'm sorry, Alcmene feels that her grandfather, a Silver Saint, was still a bit lacking.

Isn't the highest level of the Sanctuary the Zodiac? She felt that her child should also have a place there.

Unaware that he had been subtly rejected, Perseus was still asking with great enthusiasm who would train his gifted great-granddaughter.

However, Alcmene himself was unsure, so he could only play it safe for the time being.

The palace area of ​​the sanctuary is quite magnificent. After all, it was not built by human hands, but was a temple commissioned by Eros from Hephaestus, and it was of the same scale as the one on Mount Olympus.

The Saints' destructive power when they unleash their full power is astonishing. To compensate for this, the Sanctuary has a special training ground, which is an asteroid world made of stardust.

Although there are many interesting things in the Sanctuary, it seems that Alcides is more interested in indulging himself, so Perseus brought them here first.

Alcides was clearly pleased; her large, curious eyes darted around, showing great interest in the bare surface of the asteroid.

"Is it okay to fight here no matter what?"

"Of course, this is specifically designed for people like us who can act freely, and it doesn't matter if it breaks down."

Perseus spoke with a hearty smile and great generosity.

Do whatever you want, and then fix it later. It's all public money anyway, so they won't fine him.

"Is it that good? Then I want to play!"

Alcides pretended to warm up, but in reality, she hadn't undergone any proper training; she had simply copied what others did.

Imitating a cat to imitate a tiger is somewhat like a young wild animal learning from a fawn that is its prey—cute yet dangerous.

However, Perseus was not afraid. He stood opposite Alcides with great flair and raised his arms.

"Alright, then let your great-grandfather play with you!"

Although he was accidentally punched and sent flying by his great-granddaughter, it was just an accident caused by the harmless appearance of the child.

After all, he was a seasoned Saint Seiya warrior, a renowned demigod hero.

No matter how gifted she is, she's still just a child. Playing with her is no problem.

"It's about to start!"

"Ok!"

The surging power of their inner universes collided on this asteroid, and the same blood flowed within the bodies of a child and an old man.

This ever-flowing blood brings passion and fire, as well as high morale and a competitive spirit.

It was as if as long as the blood continued to flow, there was boundless power and will.

The old man and the child were fighting fiercely in this small world, and with Alcides's little fists showing no respect for his elders, Perseus seemed to gradually turn red more and more.

Fighting is a strange thing. Sometimes you just want to slap someone to feel better, but in the end you end up slapping them one after another, and the more you fight, the angrier you get.

It's as if humans are inherently creatures filled with violent and destructive desires, and once ignited, it's hard to put them down.

Alcmene watched his daughter and grandfather getting along so intimately, and a strange feeling welled up inside him. What kind of family relationship is this—great-grandfather beating great-grandson, and great-grandson beating great-grandfather?

The first thing they did after reuniting as family was neither to reminisce nor to express affection, but to go to the training ground together for a match.

This is just too strange. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were from a violent family, with violent genes in their blood.

"Don't find it strange, this is a very normal thing."

Just as Alcmene was feeling conflicted and complicated about the scene, a voice rang out behind her.

"Having power is a choice in itself, and a more tempting one than remaining silent, so most people can't help but choose it."

"The feeling of unleashing one's natural violence and releasing immense power is always captivating; who could resist it?"

A deep, magnetic, and steady voice slowly rang out, but when Alcmene turned around, she found that she could only see the figure behind her by looking up.

Tall and strong, petite and charming—that was Alcmene's first impression.

Of course, this seemingly contradictory description is actually not contradictory at all.

The tall and strong part is the lower body, while the petite and charming part is the upper body.

A cute little face with glasses, a slender waist and arms, and limbs that are strong and tall, even taller than Alcmene. The powerful horse legs are full of strength, and the muscle lines are so clear that they could be painted.

Centaur? Alcmene was startled by the stark contrast of the figures, and only reacted a moment later.

"Is that Lord Chiron?"

Gentle yet serene, wild yet robust, possessing both the wisdom of tranquility and the strength of athleticism.

She wore few accessories, keeping the look simple and sophisticated, yet the gold jewelry exuded a sense of holiness and nobility.

Even Alcmene felt apologetic for the centaur she had just imagined.

Because true centaurs are a chaotic, violent, and lustful species; although they are called centaurs, they are not much different from wild beasts.

Chiron, standing behind him, was different; she merely happened to resemble a centaur.

In terms of both bloodline and personality, the other party is countless times better than that lowly centaur. To call the other party a centaur is a complete insult.

Although she had never actually seen Chiron, Alcmene had heard of his reputation.

The teacher of countless Saints in the Sanctuary, a wise sage, a compassionate yet strict mentor, and also the Sagittarius of the Zodiac, one of the few Gold Saints in the Sanctuary.

Although she has no heroic deeds, as the head instructor of the Sanctuary, everyone who wants to join the Sanctuary and become a Saint must know her.

Chiron appeared silently behind him, also watching the battle between the great-grandfather and grandson in the small world.

This surprised Alcmene, but she immediately understood.

When it comes to teachers, who could be more suitable to be a teacher than this renowned and powerful sage?

With the goddess Athena personally making the arrangements, it would naturally be the best outcome.

(End of this chapter)

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