They were actually walking side by side but true to Aiacos words, the black clothed group was cautioned enough to keep their distances, chattering and giggling among themselves in low voices, their Judge going along merrily with whatever topics they were having. Shion himself wasn’t really interested to build any conversation with the group, but nonetheless had his mind focused on them, always on guard should suddenly one of them decided to jump him. He silently and repeatedly stole glances to their direction every now and then, to their Commander including.Forgetting about their constant, deadly dispute, up close these men looked as normal as human beings could be. Should they did not involve with the need to kill or destroy things, they just looked like any other soldiers; young, silly and full of merriness. Blame Hades who kept poisoning their minds with his impulsive ideology to destroy humanity and other living beings, as Shion just had this crazy idea that judging from this point of view and his previous friendly chat with Aiacos, saints and specters could probably be good friends.Or even crazier, perhaps some of them could even indulge in something similar to what Minos and Albafica had.Trust. Romance. Love. And peace on earth.How wonderful and ridiculous at the same time.Shion shivered. He really should stop thinking it that way. One case was so enough, he had seen how terrifyingly gruesome it had been. Forgot love, romance and whatever peace on earth. Unless Athena and Hades themselves managed to forgive each other and solve whatever dispute between them, a relationship between specter and saint would impossibly end well. Would never ever end well.“So here we are.”At the sound of Aiacos voice, Shion’s head snapped up. Too busy he was at watching and thinking of his walking companions, he failed to realize they had reached a clearing where Minos cabin was.As they emerged from the lines of thick trees, light from the cabin slowly came into view, made Shion able to see the small pathway, leading to the small house which was their destination.Shion walked fast along the path, watching around and noticing that nothing had changed since the last time he was here days ago. At night time like this, the cabin held nothing special to it, but during daylight, Shion knew it created a quite breathtaking view. He had seen it; a tiny, rustic wooden cabin surrounded by green trees and lines of mountains far behind it. Not to mention the various plants and flowers adorning the small, peaceful garden around its front door, all of which was generating a deep contrast to the brutal personality the owner of the cabin had.Then again, no wonder, as Minos did have some sort of unique fascination toward certain ‘roses’.And speaking of the cabin’s owner, Shion was not surprised to see the man in question was already there, seemed was patiently waiting for them as he stood and leaned his back to the fences of his beloved garden.