Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

Chapter 105 Before Leaving Sokovia (First Update!)

Well known.

Saints without Cloths and Saints with Cloths are two different beings.

Saint Seiya, Saint Seiya.

The "saint" here refers to the sacred garment.

In the second Sanctuary, once a Saint awakens their own constellation, they can obtain their own Saint Cloth.

And Mike?

He has now successfully upgraded his cosmos to the sixth sense cosmos, which would qualify him as a Silver Saint in the Second Sanctuary.

Moreover, Mike already had his own zodiac sign before this.

Leo.

But he still doesn't have a Saint Cloth.

The Saint Cloths of Saint Seiya are not only for protecting the Saint's body; they are also an important medium for helping the Saint connect with and store the power of the constellations.

There are two reasons why Michael hadn't thought about the Saint Cloth before.

The first reason is that he doesn't need it.

Before his cosmos is upgraded to the sixth sense cosmos, even if he wears the Saint Cloth, the increase in his current combat power will be limited.

Furthermore, in previous battles, the Saint Cloth was rarely used; in fact, using it would be like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

The second reason is even simpler.

Make bricks without straw.

good news.

This is the Marvel Universe, where the Saint Seiya warriors' fighting power will not be diminished in any way.

bad news.

This is the Marvel Universe; the three materials needed to make Saint Cloths simply don't exist here.

Silver Star Sand, capable of giving life to Saint Cloths and enabling them to self-repair and evolve?

No.

Gamma Nyon, who can absorb, store, and amplify the cosmos of Saint Seiya?

nor.

Orichalcos, also known as orochre, is the legendary metal of the gods and the most basic material for forging the Saint Cloth.

No, not either.

Therefore, even if Michael wanted the Saint Cloth before this, it would have been impossible for him.

If he hadn't used the Reality Stone to materialize his own cosmos, he could have used it to materialize the three materials needed to forge the Cloth.

But that won't work.

In a word.

Michael can use the Reality Stone to materialize his own cosmos, and he can also use the Reality Stone to materialize the three materials needed for the Cloth.

But he couldn't do both of them at the same time.

You can not have it both ways.

This is why Mike hadn't thought much about the Saint Cloth before.

Anyway, his zodiac sign is Leo, so rather than bothering with a Saint Cloth now, he thinks it's better to wait until his Cosmo is upgraded to the Seventh Sense Gold Cosmo before forging the Leo Gold Cloth once and for all.

But now he has changed his mind.

Without him.

Mike didn't want to wait until Ragnarok in Asgard to go there and kill Loki as a sacrifice to his adoptive parents.

He could also give Loki Ragnarok, which belonged only to him.

The prerequisite is that he forges his own Saint Cloth, because only after the Saint Cloth is forged can he directly enter Asgard without relying on the power of the Rainbow Bridge.

and so!

It's time to forge the Saint Cloth.

"Loki!"

"Next year will be the third anniversary of my adoptive parents' death, which will also be the day you die."

As Mike hung up Heidi's call, his gaze calmly fixed on the floating object in the pond, and as he thought this to himself, the floating object instantly disappeared into the water.

next second.

A plump stream trout leaped into the air in an instant.

With tiny eyes and a look of utter bewilderment, it flew through the air in a graceful arc before landing on the grass beside it.

air force?

nonexistent.

With Mike's "sixth sense and X-ray vision," let's just say he can tell at a glance whether there are fish in the pond.

Therefore, ever since Mike went fishing, the word "air force" has disappeared from the dictionary.

It was afternoon.

After finishing his fishing trip, Mike went down the mountain with his usual full catch. He then went to the market, sold off the excess fish, earned some money, and returned home. He handed Wanda the stream trout he had specially saved and the money he had just earned from selling the fish.

The warmth and comfort of everyday life are what truly soothe the soul.

But without money, there's no warmth or life.

Especially since Sokovia is a small, war-torn country, money is essential for survival there.

Wanda first put away the money Mike handed her, then took the stream trout from Mike's hand, giving him a somewhat disdainful look: "I feel like I'm even darker than you were yesterday."

Mike grinned. "Healthier."

Wanda rolled her eyes, ignored Mike, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

"Go take a shower, you smell like fish."

"it is good."

Mike readily agreed, and after giving a shout, he walked towards the restroom.

By the time he came out of the restroom, Pietro had already finished delivering today's packages and returned.

Yes.

If Mike made a living in Sokovia by fishing, then Pietro made a living by delivering packages.

He also happens to be good at running.

And don't underestimate the value of delivering packages here. Although Sokovia is a small, war-torn country, the demand for packages is very high. Frankly speaking, if Mike hadn't been able to guarantee a full catch of fish every day, he wouldn't have earned as much as Pietro.

but----

They exercise a lot and eat a lot.

So, just as Wanda brought the last dish to the table, Pietro, who had been eagerly waiting, began to devour it in a whirlwind.

Because Sokovia hadn't struck Mike with a single bolt of lightning in the past three months, Pietro had resigned himself to his fate and gotten used to Mike's presence.

After all, it was his sister Wanda's choice.

As long as she doesn't regret it in the future, that's fine.

The most important thing.

He was very hungry.

I'm really hungry.

So Pietro, once he got to work, didn't even have time to glance at Mike, burying his head in his rice to replenish the energy he had lost while delivering packages.

Mike and Wanda exchanged a glance, then joined in.

When does food taste the best?

answer!

When people are scrambling to eat, the food always tastes the best.

It was evening.

In Wanda's bedroom.

As their breathing gradually calmed down, Wanda, having left Mike, rolled over and lay down to the side, covering her chest with a towel and looking at Mike beside her.

next second.

Wanda's voice was calm and firm: "You're leaving."

Mike, who was leaning against the side, glanced at Wanda and raised an eyebrow.

"you----"

When do you plan to leave?

Wanda interrupted him directly, her eyes still calmly fixed on Mike.

"—Tomorrow morning, please."

Mike was curious—how did Wanda know he was leaving when he hadn't said anything?—but after a moment of silence, he told her the truth and looked at Wanda: "How did you figure it out?"

He was curious.

His heightened senses were already enough to make it impossible for anyone to fathom what he was thinking, let alone now that he possessed a sixth sense universe.

But the result?

After he returned from fishing, he acted as usual, saying neither much nor little, but Wanda still saw right through him.

Mike thought to himself, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Wanda: "You wouldn't have left any mark on my mind, would you?"

Wanda shook her head upon hearing this.

"no."

"That----"

"I just know."

Wanda smiled slightly, looking calmly at Mike: "I can sense that your heart is no longer here."

About two weeks ago, she sensed that Mike's heart was restless.

This feeling is hard to describe.

Perhaps it's related to that time she invaded Mike's consciousness. After all, in the past, when she invaded other people's consciousness, it always produced terrifying images. She had never stayed in someone's consciousness for so long before.

In short, ever since she left Mike's consciousness, Wanda felt as if she had never lost contact with Mike's consciousness.

That's why she went to the valley to see Mike at that time.

She could sense that Mike's heart was racing.

Dangerous unrest.

Wanda couldn't explain why she wanted to go either.

Anyway, she went.

Then Mike's heart calmed down, and remained calm until about two weeks ago, when she noticed Mike's heart was restless again.

But unlike the dangerous commotion in the valley, this commotion was a desire to leave.

However, it wasn't very obvious at first.

Mike didn't say anything, and Wanda naturally didn't ask.

Just now, while exercising, Wanda looked at Mike beneath her and realized that Mike's heart was no longer there.

Mike, hearing Wanda's rather cryptic answer, raised an eyebrow, met her light green eyes, and then joked, "So, does that mean I won't be able to hide anything from you anymore?"

Wanda smiled slightly.

"You can give it a try."

There is nothing that cannot be told to others.

Mike's answer was decisive; he looked at Wanda and said, "I have nothing to hide."

Wanda remained noncommittal about Mike's answer.

He paused for a moment.

Mike shifted his body slightly and pulled Wanda into his arms, looking down at her as she offered no resistance: "Why don't you come back with me?"

Wanda's answer was calm.

"You don't belong here, Mike."

"Then----"

"Let me be alone."

"Um?"

Mike raised an eyebrow, looking at Wanda, who was nestled in his arms, looking up at him.

Wanda's voice was calm.

"Throughout my entire life in the world of consciousness, I think of you almost every moment."

"But those are all fake."

"It's an illusion."

"Although you say the world may be fake, memories are eternal."

"But how can you be sure those memories are eternal and real?"

So, it's better if you leave.

"We can both calm down."

Upon hearing Wanda's words, Mike unconsciously shifted his body slightly, adjusted his posture, and then looked at Wanda with a suspicious expression.

Are you breaking up with me?