Sanctuary Spy George

"Good job!"

Sharna did not pursue the matter further and patted George on the shoulder.

Dio, a Silver Saint, had been injured by George, who did not even have a Bronze Cloth. That was already humiliating enough. If they kept pressing the issue, things might explode.

Silver Fly, Great Dog, and Hercules had a close relationship and were also the Pope's trusted aides. Offending them too badly would be troublesome.

George did not care much either. If he remembered correctly, that Silver Fly would not live much longer anyway.

That night, George quietly left his Stone House and arrived at the entrance to the Twelve Golden Palaces.

"Athena's barrier has some skill to it."

Rather than immediately heading for the space between Scorpio and Sagittarius Palace, he stopped to examine the area.

From the first of the Twelve Golden Palaces all the way to the mountaintop, everything was covered by a barrier personally set up by Athena during the Age of Mythology.

Within the barrier, no one could fly or use spatial abilities to travel. They could only honestly climb step by step.

"Still, it can be dealt with."

After observing for a while, George activated the authority of the Marauder Pathway, found a flaw in the barrier, and vanished in a flash.

When he reappeared, he was already between Scorpio and Sagittarius Palace.

"Open the door!"

He drew a door on the ground with one hand, directly bypassed the gods' seal, and entered the Ophiuchus Palace buried within the mountain.

"So it really is the Ophiuchus Gold Cloth."

Upon entering Ophiuchus Palace, he immediately spotted the gleaming golden Cloth placed in its center.

Placing a hand on the Cloth, George once again used the Marauder Pathway's authority of "Deception."

Cloths were not inanimate objects. Nurtured by the Cosmos of