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

In fact, Sejo didn't intend to say this to a Protoss who hadn't fallen into the abyss, but the paranoia in Percy's eyes and the hostility in his words were too heavy.

It reminded him of himself.

Arnos was terribly possessive of Su Yu, but he was tainted with Su Yu's breath, and he was able to carry the sword and kill him without blinking.

Not to mention Percy, who has not tasted desires, even his love can not hide.

If his feelings were too explicit, Arnos would definitely leave him in the temple.

It's not bad to be expelled from the temple with a pure body. I'm afraid that because there is no guide, I will go into a state of paranoia and demons.

When the time comes, they will be isolated and helpless. They will either be beheaded or expelled as filthy.

――It ended up with the miserable end of his attachment to Cthulhu.

Seryo had also been passionate and treated his gods sincerely and sincerely.

But in the end? She forced herself into the demon, making him so sluggish, and she was still holy and beautiful.

He became cold and died.

Rather than believing in the ruthlessness of the gods, he was more willing to make deals with the evil gods.

Although they are full of hostility, they do not distinguish between good and evil, but as long as they sign a contract, they will abide by it.

A contract with magical power is far more reliable than a relationship between gods and family members maintained by the bloodline of divine power.

"Desire is not something worthy of humiliation and shame. Don't suppress it deliberately, just do whatever you want."

The black-haired and blue-eyed angel said so softly to Percy who was still in a daze, it might be because the other party was his own kind.

He wanted to give him a hand before the other party went the wrong way.

"But I can't, I can't betray the Lord..."

"It's not a betrayal, because you are also in love with your god."

Sejo doesn't want Percy to suffer, although their two attributes are mutually exclusive and annoying to each other.

But if the opponent is a god, he will choose to stand on Percy's side.

"Percy, you still have a chance."

"If you are really driven out of the temple by Arnos at the end, you must remember to go to Su Yu."

"Although we are born as vassals of gods, we can also have the right to choose gods."

He seldom said so many heart-to-heart words to outsiders, his eyes flickered, and there was a gloomy emotion that Percy couldn't understand.

"Try to be her favorite."

"Keep it pure and clean, stand upright behind her and guard her."

The blonde angel moved his fingertips slightly, his hands clenched unconsciously, watching Sejo speak in a deep voice.

"...What about you?"

"Why didn't you choose your own **** anymore?"

Seryo's expression paused, and those eyes gradually darkened again.

"Because I have fallen into the Godhead."

"...I am unclean and unworthy."

He said in a deep voice, before Percy could react, he turned and spread his wings and flew away from the temple.

In the night, the moonlight was bright and cold, but no matter how pure the light was, it could not catch the crow-colored wings of Sejo.

Percy stood there and stared at the opponent's figure in a daze, until he completely disappeared from the field of vision.

After leaving the temple, Sejo didn't fly far, but flew back to the night temple not far away.

He had just entered the night hall, the Skeleton Butler seemed to have been aware of it long ago, waiting at the gate of the castle.

After seeing the figure of Seryo, the Skeleton Butler walked over to him.

"Did you get the blood the master wanted?"

"……no."

Sejo was silent for a moment, when the Skeleton Butler was so angry that he wanted to lock him up.

He didn't know where he took out a small bottle of red blood.

"But I got the blood of the demon **** Aleri."

"I think no matter how bad it is, it should only benefit Ulysses without harm."

"?! How did you do it?!"

After sensing the overbearing power contained in that demon blood, the Skeleton Butler was shocked.

This is indeed Aleri's blood.

"It's nothing, just take advantage of the fisherman's profit."

Sejo didn't say much to the other party, only to say roughly that Aleri somehow had a fight with Arnos tonight.

He took advantage of the chaos and entered the temple and got Aleri's blood.

If you change to the usual time, the Skeleton Butler may ask other things.

However, the situation is urgent now, and he didn't want to take Aleri's blood and walk straight into the castle.

"How is Ulysses now?"

"What else can I do? I was very weak when I first woke up. I was barely able to stay awake before, but now I'm sleeping again."

Although the Skeleton Butler had a handful of old bones, he moved very fast, and if it hadn't been for Syo to fly, he might not be able to keep up with it.

"But it's okay if he falls asleep, so that I can directly pour the devil blood in. If it is the blood of an ordinary human race, it may take a few years to wake up even if it is poured and drunk. Once the blood of the demon **** is drunk, it must be vigorous. At that time, the master's strength will be restored, and this blood clan will be considered stable."

Looking at the old man, he was really happy, and he couldn't stop talking.

Sejo is not happy that Ulysses is sober, and the blood is stable and not interested.

He followed the Skeleton Butler to the place where Ulysses fell asleep. The young boy was lying in the crystal coffin, his face was scary white.

There was no blood on the lips either.

"You help me help him up, and I will irrigate him."

Sejo didn't like touching people very much, but he didn't say anything, just frowned and did so.

The Skeleton Butler was really anxious. As soon as Sejo lifted the opponent up, it opened the bottle cap and poured the magic blood into it.

It fell a bit faster, and some of it was still flowing from the corners of Ulysses' lips.

Aleri's power is very overbearing, and it is not something ordinary blood races can bear.

When Ulysses arrived, he didn't have any discomfort. After feeling the taste of blood, he habitually moved the tip of his tongue.

This is an instinctive action.

But after he took a few sips and tasted it, he frowned and pushed the bottle in the hands of the Skeleton Butler away.

"What is this? Why is it so hot? Is it lava?"

"Master, this is the blood of the demon **** Aleri. It may be a bit strong, but it is a great tonic."

The Skeleton Butler said, sending the remaining half bottle to Ulysses's lips.

"Drink some more and make more tonic."

Ulysses' lips were stained with crimson red, and his eyes flowed with magnificent color.

He felt that not only the blood was boiling, but his body was also very hot.

"Aleri's blood?"

"It's that little wild cat."

He vaguely remembered something.

Ulysses' hair grew longer at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his green features became sharp.

From the age of twelve or thirteen to a beautiful boy of fifteen or sixteen.

As he said this, he reached out and took the blood-filled bottle in the Skeleton Butler's hand.

The well-knotted hand was whiter against the backdrop of the blood.

Ulysses squinted his eyes, the taste of blood still remaining on the tip of his tongue.

Because it was too hot, he didn't taste too much.

He looked down and sniffed, not knowing what interesting things he noticed.

Ulysses curled his lips and smiled ambiguously, and didn't even feel that irritated even with the blood of the devil.

"No wonder it's so hot..."

"It turned out to be in heat."

...

In the devildom.

At this time, because the seal was broken, the little wild cat Aleri, who had suppressed the desire for a thousand years, was breathing heavily on the bed and tossing around.

His body has not healed from the wound stabbed by the magic sword, and the pain is terrible. The desire underneath is extremely difficult to bear because of the long-term unrelieved desire.

"Master, are you okay?"

Owen rushed over from Noah College when he sensed that his magic was disordered.

He was really taken aback when he saw Aleri's red cheeks and frowned brows.

Aleri is warlike and often fights with Arnos and other orthodox gods. So it's not a strange thing to get hurt.

But as badly as this time, he had seen him for the first time except for the war between gods and demons.

"Where did that guy Arnos hurt you, show me, so I can prepare the potion for you."

While talking, Owen carefully helped Aleri up, the wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, and he could see it at a glance.

"...Is this pierced by the magic sword?"

I hurt myself, which really surprised Owen.

But only for a moment, he reacted and quickly passed the magic power to Aleri.

Alleri's magic power was lacking, and the pain of his wound was relieved by the magic power at this time, and the blood was successfully stopped.

"Fortunately, the spirits are already fusing, and it hasn't hurt the root. It should be fine for a period of recuperation."

Aleri was confused and couldn't hear what Irving was talking about.

He squinted at the other person, only then barely recognized Owen from his dark green eyes.

"I'm so uncomfortable..."

The voice of the **** with black hair and black eyes was hoarse and deep, and his body was extremely hot.

This made Owen also aware of something wrong.

"Uncomfortable? Where is it? Your injury should not be a major problem."

Aleri rarely looks so fragile and haggard. Nowadays, not only the cheeks, but also the roots of the ears, and even the whole body are dyed thin red.

He endured the pain, his long eyelashes trembled, and said to Owen in a dumb voice.

"Below."

"Uncomfortable below..."

Aleri's hand gripped the quilt tightly, and the sweat on his face soaked his hair against his cheek.

The back of his hand was raised with blue veins and his throat was thirst.

Owen subconsciously followed his gaze.

I hadn't noticed what it meant before, but my eyes fell on Aleri's intolerable place.

He was shocked and gasped.

How long is this holding back...

This too, this is too wild.

Irving is also a man after all, but it is inevitable that he also feels embarrassed.

He raised his hand and scratched his cheek, and saw that Allery's face flushed with endurance, and even a layer of blood was pour out of his lower lip.

Owen took a deep breath, not wanting him to suffer like this.

"Master, I, let me help you..."

"Although I have no experience with this, it should work, so I can ease it a little with my hands."

He was also very embarrassed, and simply closed his eyes and stretched out his hand under Aleri to fumble and touch.

However, Owen's hand has not had time to get there.

Aleri held up his body with a cold face holding the magic sword, and the sword was rubbing Owen's finger vigorously.

He had to amputate his finger short of a cent.

"Get out! Don't touch me!"

"...Then I will find some witches for you?"

Aleri's eyes were red, and her body was shaking with anger, with anger on her face.

"You dare, you dare to find some messy people, I'll be the first to kill you!"

"Okay, well, I don't look for messy people. I'm looking for Su Yu, right? She shouldn't be a messy person, right?"

Owen hurriedly stepped back, avoiding the magic sword in Aleri's hand.

He also said something smoothly, but didn't want the other party to stop talking suddenly, biting his lip as if trying to endure something.

After a long while, Aleri seemed to have used his vitality to grind the back molars and squeezed a word out.

"Do not……"

"Then don't Su Yu?"

Aleri heard the red eyes here, and the hilt in his hand almost fell off and fell to the ground.

"I didn't want her, yes, she didn't want me."