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

Ulysses felt it when Sejo left the Temple of Night, and acquiesced to it.

Although his body has recovered most of his strength now, he is still a little weak. But Ulysses's mouth was so loud that no one looked at him except Su Yu's blood.

But Su Yu is the half of Arnos, which is a troublesome thing.

It's not necessarily a good thing to face Arnos when he is not injured, and it is even more impossible to go now.

However, from time to time, I feel sleepy because of hunger and thirst in my belly.

When he is sleepy, he will dream, and he will inevitably dream about the past.

The dreams of the gods cannot be interfered by and detected by the gods of dreams.

Whether they are orthodox gods or evil gods, they rarely dream, but they usually dream of deep desires and longings, or nightmares hidden in their hearts.

Even if it is a dream, Ulysses's consciousness is clear. He raised his eyes and saw that he was in an endless sea of ​​shallow white fog, and walked a little further inside and arrived at the King City.

Then arrived at a poor settlement around the corner.

Ulysses could not be more familiar with this place, it was the place where he had lived before as a god.

His few dreams start from here, and he can know exactly what will happen next without even having to remember.

Because for thousands of years, Ulysses has only had such a dream.

"elder brother!"

A clear voice cut through the sea of ​​fog, warm with a smile.

Ulysses stiffened, even if he listened to it countless times, he still stopped abruptly.

The black lips and red eyes pursed the thin lips of the god, looking in the direction of the sound.

The surrounding fog lingered, it should have hidden the line of sight. But this is Ulysses' dream, where the girl's face is most clearly visible.

His eyes fell gently on her.

The girl's hand is holding a bunch of delicate flowers and leaves, which are as magnificently red as his eyes.

As if he had noticed Ulysses' gaze, the blond girl smiled brightly with her eyebrows bent, and even the scarlet birthmark on her face became cute.

She trot and headed towards Ulysses as if embracing the spring.

Ulysses subconsciously bent over and opened his arms towards the girl. However, when the girl was about to run towards him, he didn't touch anything, only saw the golden hair brushing past his eyes.

She ignored herself and ran past him.

"Slow down, be careful not to fall."

"Hey, hey, no, I have walked this way many times, and there is no stone. Besides, I didn't run too many pieces, how could I fall down."

"Brother is just too fussing."

It was not himself who hugged the girl, but a young man who wore a black hood and could only see the line of the jaw without seeing his face.

That was Ulysses thousands of years ago.

It is early morning, although there is fog around, there is still some sunlight. He couldn't see the light, and wrapped his body tightly.

Ulysses was silent. He watched Qing Young Rou put down the little girl from a distance, bending over and patted the dust on her body.

His eyes shone with enchanting eyes, and finally landed on the bunch of flowers and leaves in the girl's hands.

"What flower is this?"

At this time, the flower **** was just born, and before that, everything was mostly vegetation, and there were very few types of flowers.

The girl has just awakened the godhead, and can freely control the growth of flowers and plants, and change flowers.

Now there is no rose, and no rose iris, only some unknown wild flowers scattered on the roadside.

It is not strange that the youth cannot recognize the flowers and leaves in front of them.

"This is a rose, the flower I planted recently. I just cultivated it. This is the first one. I want to give it to my brother."

The girl gently handed the dew-stained flower leaf to the young man's hand. The petals were delicate and soft, touching the back of his hand.

A slice of sweet and slightly cool.

The young man's fingertips moved slightly, probably because the flower was too beautiful, and he was even more filthy in comparison with someone like him who was in the abyss and fallen.

He hesitated for a long time, only when his eyes touched the girl's urging, he took it carefully with his thin lips.

"It's so beautiful."

"As good-looking as my brother."

The girl said with a smile, stretched out her hand and held his other hand that didn't hold the flower very naturally.

"The sun is coming out. Let's go back quickly. If it shines on my brother later, it will be troublesome."

He allowed the little girl to hold his hand, and the bright red eyes reflected the gorgeous red of the rose, and there was an indescribable softness.

As a bystander, Ulysses can clearly see many details that were overlooked by the parties.

He saw that the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and the hand holding the girl tightened and tightened.

Generally seeing this, at this time Ulysses will automatically withdraw from the dream and return to reality.

However, he didn't have it today, probably the reserved "humanity" was at work.

Ulysses hesitated for a while, raised his hand to remove the white mist in front of him, and walked straight to the depths of the alley.

The time in the dream is jumping and not coherent.

The young man took the girl's flower just now, and appeared in the aristocratic club in the royal city in the next second.

His eyes moved slightly, there was no emotion on his face, and he followed the young man and pushed the door in.

Ulysses also has an impression here, where he worked in the human race before.

This clubhouse was specially opened to serve the noble ladies of the royal city. Most of the people working in it were men, and they were all young and handsome men.

It's not about providing sexual services, just talking and drinking with you, listening to what's on your mind.

It's a bit like a real Cowherd shop.

In the era before Ulysses, the human race had a strict hierarchy of respect and inferiority. But there is not as much red tape as it is now.

There are not many rules, and naturally there are fewer moral constraints.

Just as Ulysses’ biological father would keep countless lovers outside the mansion and no one would accuse him, or the duchess and daughter wanted to possess him, there would be no problem.

People in this era pursue indulgence and happiness, and their sense of morality is extremely weak.

No one noticed his presence in Ulysses in this dream. After entering the clubhouse, he found a relatively quiet place to sit down.

His fingertips moved slightly, and a glass of red wine appeared beside him.

This clubhouse is only open at night, and it coincides with the youth's routine.

Ulysses watched the young man take off the black hood that covered his appearance, and combed and dressed himself decently and neatly.

The corners of his lips were raised habitually, and there was a smile on that handsome face. Peach Blossom has tenderness in her eyes, as if looking at everyone is affectionate, the only one in her eyes.

When working in the clubhouse, the youth was elegant and gentle, and was the top brand among the nobles vying to name their names.

Ulysses' eyes were a little heavy, his expression was very cold at this time, but the young man in the midst of coveting smiles softly.

This should be the opposite.

The **** with black hair and red eyes sitting in the corner should really be the one who should bring such ridicule.

From being a human to becoming a demon, Ulysses seemed to be born to learn to please women in order to survive.

Whether it's the duchess before or the noble ladies now. He was able to watch them speak the sweetest love words with the most affectionate eyes they liked the most.

He knows how to please them.

As long as they are happy, he will be rewarded generously.

Ulysses knew why young people were so committed to laughter.

He is still only a half-devil now, without strong magic power. If he is alone, he can still go to the mass graves, or go to the cemetery to eat away his life.

But he is not.

He also has a younger sister, a younger sister who is willing to get close to him even if he knows he is a devil and gives him warmth.

He wanted to do his best to give her the best living conditions, instead of staying in the houses of the poor.

The young man did not tell the girl about his work in the noble club.

When the girl saw him, she didn't want to say and didn't ask much.

Like young people who want to provide girls with the best living conditions, girls also want to help their brothers reduce stress.

She awakened the godhead some time ago, but she didn't know that she was a god, but thought she had awakened some magic talent.

In the past few days, she not only planted roses, but also other flowers. The girl took a red rose and wanted to come back for a while and give it to the youth. Then I chose a few of the most beautiful flowers and leaves.

The girl knows that there is no such beautiful flower on the market now, and she wants to sell it in exchange for money to subsidize the family.

But where can I get these flowers to buy?

Going to the auction house, she can't get in without a guarantor. If you set up a stall on the street, you can’t sell it at a good price.

After thinking about it, the girl turned her gaze to a noble club in the royal city. The guests there are noble ladies or ladies.

After all, girls of any age can't hate flowers, and nobles don't lack a few gold coins.

The girl thought that if she went there, her flowers would surely be able to sell for a good price.

With this thought in mind, the girl came to the club with a flower.

There is a birthmark on her face, which is ugly. Fearing to scare the noble ladies, the girl wore a veil when she went out, showing only those lake-green eyes.

Smart and clear like a deer in the woods.

The young man who was entertaining the guests did not notice the girl sneaking into the clubhouse, but Ulysses sitting in the corner noticed her all at once.

Ulysses paused in his hand holding the cup, and for a moment he wanted to walk over and take the girl out of here.

But this is a dream, she can't see herself.

If it is a normal dream, he dreams of the past, something that cannot be changed.

Even if he is the owner of this dreamland, he can't control this dreamland.

Ulysses's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his hands pressed harder unconsciously, and he didn't even know when the cup was crushed.

The red wine dripped on his hand, but his gaze had been staring straight at the blond girl.

The little girl was very sincere, asking questions from table to table next to the doorway.

"Madam, do you buy flowers?"

Her eyes are bright, as if any filth can't contaminate her.

After hearing the girl's voice, the lady who was talking to a friend nearby looked down.

The girl was holding a bamboo basket with a dozen colorful flowers that she had never seen before.

"Ah, what kind of flowers are these? They are so delicate and beautiful with such beautiful colors."

She sighed and put away the feather fan in her hand, and was surprised to get close and smelled, a fragrant scent pierced her nose.

The woman squinted intoxicated.

"Little sister, where did you pick these flowers? Can you tell me?"

This lady is quite kind, and her tone of voice is also gentle.

The originally nervous blonde girl heard her say this, her eyes lit up, and she quickly took out a few flowers and handed them to her.

"Madam, I didn't pick this, but I planted it all."

"This purple one is a tulip, this pink one is platycodon, and this, this is a peony..."

About feeling that she was too excited, the girl smiled embarrassedly.

"Excuse me, ma'am, I'm just so happy. I'm so happy that you like them."

"Cute little girl."

Mrs. Noble was in a good mood, especially after she learned that this was a flower grown by a young girl, she showed her a lot of joy.

He also praised her sternly.

"Then I choose a few that I like. If you still want to buy flowers in the future, you can go directly to my mansion. I like your flowers very much. As long as the flowers you grow later are still so beautiful, I don't mind long-term trading with you."

While talking, she chose a few brighter colors, and then she didn't know what she thought of when she picked them.

"Little sister, where's your flower, how do you sell this flower?"

What the lady asked about was not the flower in the girl's basket, but a red rose.

It's in her pocket, wrapped in kraft paper delicately.

"Sorry Madam, this flower is not for sale."

"Why? The color of this flower is so beautiful. If you sell it, it must be more valuable than these."

She said and glanced at the girl vaguely.

The girl's dress was very rough, and she didn't have any gems all over her body, so she was obviously short of money.

Perceiving the woman's sight, she drooped her eyebrows awkwardly, no longer looking up at the other person as she did at the beginning.

"...Madam, I can sell you everything except this flower."

"Do you still want to buy my flowers?"

There was no smile on the woman's face either.

She slowly unfolded the feather fan, covering the lower half of her face.

"There are better products but you give the customers inferior things to buy, little sister, don't you think you are a bit rude?"

Red flowers are the most rare in this era. The value of this red rose is more gorgeous than a blue flower leaf in a girl's hand.

"Since Madam doesn't want to buy it, I won't bother you."

Her red lips were pursed under her veil, and water vapor was unconsciously in her eyes after being reprimanded so fiercely.

When the girl said this and was about to go inside and continue to inquire, the lady asked the guards of the clubhouse to stop her.

This world has an orderly and dignified hierarchy.

All the nobles of the common people can **** them as long as they are fancy, even if they are killed, they will not be punished.

"You, what are you doing?"

The girl struggled in a panic, but couldn't get out of the guard.

"Little sister, I'll say it again."

"Will you give me this flower?"

"No, I only give this flower to my brother, I don't want to give it to others!"

The woman's face sank suddenly, and she winked and asked her subordinates to teach the little girl who doesn't know how to be respectful or inferior.

The man on the side stepped forward, and just raised his hand to fall, his wrist was tightly clasped by his other hand.

"Beautiful lady, this little girl is just a commoner. It's not worth your anger at all."

This voice is gentle and watery, and it is really a killer to match the handsome face of the young man.

After seeing the young man, the noble lady who was still ashamed and angry just now put on a smile on her face, as if her gloomy appearance was not like her before.

"Ulysses, let you watch a joke."

"You also know that I'm the most tolerant on weekdays, and I don't even get angry with a little girl. It's just that she says she'll sell flowers by herself, but keeps the treasures away, which is really rude."

"I was afraid that other ladies and young ladies would be treated the same rudely as I did, so I wanted to teach her a lesson."

"Of course, as kind as you, you will definitely not be so angry with a little civilian girl."

The blonde girl was stunned when she heard the voice of the youth, and now she was even more stupefied when she saw him smiling softly at the woman.

Young people seldom laugh like this when they are at home, even if they are happy, they faintly touch the corners of their lips.

And he would never tease girls with such sweet words.

The sister next door had taken fruits to show him many times, he only pursed his thin lips and refused her kindness with a cold face.

Such an unfamiliar young man made the girl's "brother" call out of her lips and teeth for the first time.

Xu is that her eyes are too straightforward, and the young man looked back at her with a smile on his face at this time.

"Little sister, can you sell this flower to me?"

The girl's lips under the veil opened, and after a while she opened her mouth dryly.

"...Not for sale."

"I give it to you."

This in itself is the flower she planted for the youth, and cannot be sold to that lady, but she can naturally give it to him.

Seeing that the **** was loosened, the girl pursed her red lips and handed the gorgeous rose in her hand to the young man.

Because he was working, his eyes at this time were the normal blue, not the magnificent red that he usually saw.

The young man smiled and took the flower she handed over, then turned around with the girl's look of sorrow, and dedicated it to the noble lady who was holding a feather fan.

"Madam, beautiful flowers naturally match beautiful people."

He handed the gorgeous red rose in his hand to the woman, then put her hand up and dropped a kiss on the back of her hand.

Although the girl knew that the young man did this to calm the noble lady's anger, and to let her let herself go no longer caring about her.

But after seeing this scene, she still felt particularly uncomfortable, her nose sour, and tears fell uncontrollably.

She took her flower basket and ran out of the club without looking back.

In the corner, Ulysses's thin lips pressed into a straight line. His face was cold, as if covered with a layer of frost and snow.

The young man lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his smile.

If there is a third person at this time, you will be surprised to find out.

The expressions of the two people overlapped, and they were also as cold as water, removing their usual masks.

The young man returned home immediately after his work. He bought the girl's favorite cake and wanted to apologize to her and calm her emotions.

However, when he pushed the door back, the room was empty and there was no girl.

He panicked, and he didn't care if the cake in his hand fell to the ground, so he ran out to look for it.

Ulysses watched the young man disappear into the deep alley. He paused and did not keep up with the young man.

Instead, go to another place.

He knows where the girl is.

At that time, he searched for a long time, and at dawn, wearing a hood and topping his body, the danger of his soul dissipating was constantly searching.

Only then did she find her in a small flower garden on the outskirts of the city.

Ulysses came to the flower garden planted by the girl,

At this time, the sky was still dark, and the little girl hugged her knees and hid herself in the sea of ​​flowers crying wantonly, without any consideration.

"I'm sorry."

He knew that the other party couldn't see him, but he still squatted down in front of her, looking straight into her eyes and apologizing so cautiously.

The little girl couldn't see or hear, she just cried so happily, I don't know how long.

She raised her hand and wiped her tears, then her eyes fell on the gorgeous red rose on the other side of the flowerbed.

"Well, since you gave the flowers I gave you to the old woman, I will pick them all, and you will not want any of them in the future! I won't even keep a leaf for you!"

She spoke so aggressively, staring like a little monster walking towards the rose field with her eyes venomously.

However, the girl who only said to pull them out last second, hesitated for a long time and did not reach out to tear one of them.

"...Forget it, it's my brother who is angry with me. What does it have to do with the flowers? They are so beautiful, why should I be angry at them?"

This was a scene that Ulysses didn't know, and he couldn't help laughing after hearing the little girl's mutter.

He walked over and squatted with her again, looking at her bitter hatred.

Ulysses lowered his voice and asked softly.

"Then what to do? Are you so sulking? That's really cheap for that bad brother."

"I don't want to be angry with you, but I can't bear to be angry with my brother."

The blonde girl lowered her head and dullly plucked the weeds at her feet.

"I know he went to work there because of me. I am the only one who wants to go to school at home, which is very expensive."

"Yeah, it's hard for you to raise."

"Every few days, I have to eat the cakes made by the royal chef of the royal palace in the royal city, and I have to buy nice little skirts and hair accessories. Oh, and you don’t eat less meat. Your mouth is even better than mine. You don’t even touch the meat."

Probably because the girl couldn't hear it, Ulysses started a riot on his own.

But he spoke softly, without a trace of dissatisfaction.

"You're smart, you know how to dress more modestly when you come there to sell flowers. But it's useless to be clever, and you haven't sold a single flower, and you've offended people."

The flower garden is a bit far away from the royal city, and the girl only returns to the royal city after picking the flowers. She thought about picking a rose by the way and sending it back to the youth. When the time comes, she won't have to run around outside the city to pick the flowers.

Who knows such a thing happened.

"It's too much! I even said that I would not sell it and I said I was rude! It was the old woman who was rude! I wanted to grab it blatantly if I didn't sell it, and there is no king!"

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and even the young people complained.

"Brother, too, I also know that you didn't want me to be punished by the nobleman so you came to help me! But how can you say that the old woman is beautiful and kind? You are obviously talking nonsense! Big liar! Men are big Trotter! Pooh! Don’t believe the cute words that I used to praise me again!"

The girl murmured aggrievedly, and then unconsciously touched the red birthmark on her face.

She didn't know what was going on, she didn't care about the lack of her face in the past, but at this time she felt sad inexplicably.

She sniffed, and water still came out of her eyes.

"What is beautiful and kind. If that old woman is beautiful and kind, I, I might be considered a goddess..."

Hearing the curvature of Ulysses' lips converging, he looked down and watched the little girl touch her red birthmark.

Her long eyelashes trembled, and she suffocated her tears to prevent it from falling.

Like a wounded little beast, hiding alone in the corner licking the wound.

Ulysses's Adam's apple rolled slightly, knowing that the girl couldn't perceive or see herself.

But he still couldn't help lowering his head and gently pressed his lips to her red birthmark.

It's very soft, like a feather to drop a kiss.

The girl was taken aback, always feeling that something warm was falling, not knowing whether it was her tears or how.

She looked up subconsciously, just in time to collide with Ulysses's sight.

However, she saw nothing.

"You are."

Ulysses' voice was very soft, and it drifted into the wind as the night became cold.