Obviously He is the King of Raiders But He is Too Straight

A thousand years ago, Ulysses was a matter of the human race, whether it was in the Protoss or the human race, it was well known.

But not many people know the details.

He was originally a nobleman, and in a world with distinct levels of inferiority and inferiority like the Holy Luo Continent, such a background should have enjoyed the treatment of glory and wealth, and the stars holding the moon.

It's just that this glamorous identity is not necessarily so glamorous in the local area.

All this disgrace does not stem from others, but lies in Ulysses's mother.

She was not a countess, but a maid with a gorgeous face but a humble birth.

Therefore, Ulysses is a nobleman, but also a illegitimate child.

On the surface, the servants in the earl's mansion would not do anything to him, but the ridicule and disdain behind them did not deliberately cover up much.

From remembering to growing up later, Ulysses' ears were filled with their cynicism.

They said that his mother had bought goods from the slave farm, and she was not grateful, but she seduce her master shamelessly.

They also said that there was blood flowing in their bones as dirty as her mother, and that they would be a shameless scumbag in the future.

I don't know if their words have worked too much and become a linguistic spirit, or simply because Ulysses's body is flowing with his mother's blood.

When Ulysses was twelve years old, his mother passed away due to illness.

And Ulysses, who had lost his biological mother, was taken to the countess, and as expected, everything about him will be taken care of by the other party.

The earl was born well, but Ulysses's mother was indeed a stunner.

I heard that she was originally a pet kept by the nobles of a neighboring country. After the neighboring country's demise, she went to the underground auction house and was bought by the earl at a glance.

In the same way, Ulysses inherited everything from his mother except for the same hair color as his father.

A twelve-year-old boy with a delicate face, red lips and white teeth, looks as good as an elf.

He has ebony-black hair, picturesque eyebrows, and a pair of smiling peach eyes.

Ulysses's beauty, no matter how humble his origin, is, it is impossible to ignore.

And beauty can sometimes be the preference of gods, but before they have the ability to protect themselves, it becomes the original sin.

The countess and the earl are married in a family, and they play their own roles on weekdays, and they have no feelings.

Although she is a woman, she is more open to playing than many men. She also has a mansion outside the city, which is specially used to raise young and beautiful teenagers, to relieve fatigue and make fun.

Almost at the first sight of Ulysses, the countess was fascinated by his beauty.

Ulysses was scared, but could not resist.

Fortunately, he was still young, so the countess would sleep with him as a pillow every day, or caress him lustfully.

It didn't do that level.

However, Ulysses knew that he would be forced to end up with his mother.

-Israel serves people and becomes the plaything of the countess.

Ulysses had been preparing for a long time, but on the eve of preparing to escape, he met the daughter of the countess who had just returned from outside.

Like her mother, she fell in love with Ulysses at first sight and wanted to take it as her own.

She used his escape as a threat to force Ulysses to serve her mother after serving her mother at the age of thirteen.

Ulysses was submissive and cowardly on the surface, and did not raise any objections.

On the night of the adult ceremony at the age of thirteen, when the countess pressed her naked body on him.

He took out the hidden dagger from under the pillow and stabbed her hard.

Then Ulysses came to the girl's room as scheduled. Using a dagger that had not dried up the blood, it also pierced her heart.

In the thunderstorm night, Ulysses escaped the earl's palace from the secret road.

The young man covered in blood wandered the street like a ghost.

Also from that night, his beautiful jewel eyes changed from clear blue to magnificent red.

The red eyes are the demons and the symbol of evil.

Once caught by people in the church, they will be eradicated as heretics.

Ulysses' memory now also stopped here, when he was caught by church members and burned in public shortly after he escaped.

The strange thing is that I remember that I was obviously tied up, and the people who executed the torture in the church also lit the fire with a torch.

However, not only the clothes, but even his body was intact, and there was no burned area.

"Today is Resurrection Eve? So has the fire been executed another day?"

Resurrection Eve is the most important holiday of the year for those church members. Killing is not allowed throughout that day, even for poultry.

Ulysses thought for a long time, and felt that only this possibility could he survive today.

The Skeleton Butler picked up the cup thrown on the ground by Ulysses, and called the Blood Servant to come in and replace the blood-stained blanket.

This is not the first time Ulysses asked this question. He would ask this every time he woke up from the original state.

If he didn't ask, the Skeleton Butler might be surprised.

"Master, today is not Resurrection Night. No one here can hurt you."

"This is your castle. There are tables and chairs, plants and trees, together with me and the servants who just came in. Everything here belongs to you."

Ulysses looked at the Skeleton Butler with some surprise, although it had no face that could see the change in expression clearly, but he subconsciously felt that the other party would not deceive himself.

I dare not deceive myself.

"It's all mine?"

"Yes Master."

He was silent for a long time, seeming to be thinking about something, and he seemed to just want to try to digest this thing that sounded fantastic.

"...Although it sounds ridiculous, I don't seem to doubt it."

"I have discovered since just now, although you are ugly, but I think you are trustworthy."

"Master, I think there is no absolute causality between being ugly and trustworthy."

The Skeleton Butler couldn't help but spit out his master, and then saw Ulysses preparing for the coffin beside him.

He immediately passed quickly with eyesight and hands, and gently lifted him out of it.

"The reason you trust me so much is because we signed a master-servant contract a long time ago."

"Don't worry, I will never betray you."

The Skeleton Butler was actually just an ordinary skeleton before, with no consciousness and no IQ.

It didn't know whether it was a human or any other race before it was alive. It only knew that Ulysses was the first one it saw when it woke up.

It's not too powerful, it's even fragile. When it meets a slightly stronger opponent, it can fall apart with such a punch.

But because it was the first servant to conclude a contract after Ulysses awakened the Godhead, Ulysses had more tolerance and trust in it than other servants.

The young boy paused when he heard the skeleton butler's words, then raised his eyes and glanced at the other person again.

"If this is the case, then my vision of choosing a servant is really bad."

"Master, to be precise, you didn't choose me, but when you awakened the Godhead, there was only one skeleton around me and there was still some breath."

"It is because I unconsciously obeyed your call that I have the honor to conclude a contract with you."

Ulysses is a typical face control. Except for the Skeleton Butler, the other blood servants in the entire castle are beautiful.

Even if their use is just walking humanoid blood packs.

"That's good, at least there is nothing wrong with my aesthetics."

While Ulysses said this, he was aware of the few fangs that he had revealed since he was awake.

It wouldn't cut his mouth and tongue, but he just felt uncomfortable.

"How did my teeth become so sharp? Your teeth are the same as mine... Oh sorry, you don't have teeth."

"This is the weapon you use to pierce your prey, and it's a symbol of the power of the blood race."

Ulysses knew nothing about the Skeleton Butler's words. He frowned slightly, and gently rubbed the pointed teeth with his fingertips.

"Then can I put it away?"

"Of course, it is easy for you."

He tentatively suppressed the hunger and thirst, and while suppressing it, the fangs did indeed slowly recede back.

The teeth became as white as usual.

"This is taken back. But I am still hungry, I still feel very thirsty."

The Skeleton Butler was worried. The blood he prepared for Ulysses just now was supposed to be the highest quality and sweetest.

But he didn't swallow a bite.

Since there is no way to drink it, other blood servants may be even more difficult to swallow with his picky taste.

He thought for a long time before he made a very risky proposal.

"...The master has not yet recovered the memory of becoming a god, nor does he remember having a grudge with the **** master."

"In this case, do you want to try the blood of the Protoss?"

The blood of the Protoss is pure and sweet. After all, it has not been contaminated by the slightest filth, and at least the taste is absolutely guaranteed.

He knew that Ulysses was stubborn, and he wouldn't be hungry without food that he could eat.

Now he just woke up again, his body was the weakest. If you don't replenish energy in time, let alone he can't hold on, then other blood races will run out of control because they don't have divine power to provide.

Then it will be troublesome.

"Protoss? Do you mean the supreme gods those people in the church believe in?"

"That's it."

"Forget it. I would rather starve to death than touch them. Drinking their blood makes me sick just thinking about it."

The Skeleton Butler seemed to have known Ulysses would say so, and he tilted his head and continued.

"Master, look at what you said. Even if you want to drink the blood of the gods, it is very difficult in your current weak state. You can't beat it."

"But you can go back and choose the angel's blood to quench your thirst."

As it spoke, it led Ulysses to the underground cage.

In the cage below are some living collections collected by Ulysses before, including powerful monsters, and dark elves that are incompatible with the attributes of orthodox elves.

"What are these?"

"Your collection."

Ulysses looked at the weird race in a cage in the dark, with only curiosity in his eyes, and he didn't think there was anything to be afraid of.

"Is this a protoss?"

He pointed to the girl who was curled up in the corner of the cage. She has a pair of dark blue eyes, which are not shining, but they are so beautiful that people can't look away.

"No, she is a dark elf. Abandoned by the clansman, you bought her back and raised her."

"You originally wanted to release her, but her power can easily get out of control, so she has to be locked in temporarily."

While the Skeleton Butler explained, he slightly bent over and asked Ulysses to go to the secret room on the corner.

Unlike the secret room where the dark elves are closed, the light here is much better.

Ulysses is now in human form, so he doesn't hate light very much. Just came over from the dark for a while and squinted for a while before adapting.

The Skeleton Butler took a step forward and reached out to remove the black silk cloth covering the cage.

It was a huge cage made of gold, much like a cage for raising birds, with light shining on Ulysses' brows and eyes.

The people inside are also like birds, but they are not ordinary birds.

He has the appearance of a human, human limbs, if you really want to describe it as a bird, you can only say that it is a human-shaped bird.

His hair is black and looks silky smooth in the moonlight.

The highest level of the angels of the Protoss is the Six Wings. In the entire royal city, only Percy has just reached this level.

However, the person in front of him is also a rare angel with six wings. However, his wings are not pure white and holy, they are completely stained with the pure black of night.

Crow feathers are common, just looking at it makes people feel depressed and dull, very uncomfortable.

The youth's face could not be seen under the cover of the wings, and under his messy forehead, only those icy blue eyes were cold and cold.

His perception is very keen, and he has been aware of it since they came.

Whether it is Ulysses in the form of blood, or Ulysses in the form of humans.

He was not afraid of the slightest bit. When he saw the young boy looking over in doubt, he also raised his eyes and looked straight at each other.

The Skeleton Butler bowed to Ulysses and saluted, gracefully and calmly.

"Master, this is your food."

"...This is the Protoss?"

"Well, it's different from ordinary Protoss."

"He is the only six-winged fallen angel in the world. I think it will barely satisfy your appetite."