"My name?" Lecutoru looked at Ulysses in surprise, all he wanted to know was such a trivial thing.

He is a wise man who surpasses any human sage, whether it is the manufacturing method of the ancient magic sky city or the forbidden laws of the dragon clan. In the game world, Ulysses saw only a tiny fraction of the materials in his library, and there were many more hidden in the depths.

He had told him everything, he could ask him anything, but he didn't realize the importance of this promise? As the strongest man in the world, this attitude was too casual.

However, since Ulysses asked, he could not fail to answer.

Lecutoru is only a symbolic name, he also has the real name of the elf clan, which is a special name that only the higher elves can use. As one of the thirteen goblins, he has a real name that is so complex that humans can barely decipher. Since it was an equivalent exchange, he naturally wanted to use his real name.

"My name is ......" Le Cutoru's voice echoed in Ulysses' ears, an ancient name of hundreds of syllables, in praise of the four elements, revered by the elves, and still recorded in the history of the elves.

It's just that the name has disappeared in that event along with the original thirteen goblins, and there are still tombstones in the elf clan that record these thirteen great names.

In a sense, that's right, the current Lecutoru can no longer be regarded as one of the original thirteen goblins, and this pure white gesture is proof that he has betrayed the goblins.

In order to survive the pursuit of the Sword Brave, he violated the taboo of life and could never turn back. Even Goethe's power only restored him to the way he was before he came into contact with the inheritance, and could no longer change him to the way he really was.

"Okay, so long...... Nice, what about the name?" Ulysses, dizzy from the extraordinarily long name of Le Cutoru, simplified and simplified, and said a name that would not make him even more difficult to remember. Compared to the hundreds of syllables, which were mixed with the real name of the fairy with a complex pronunciation that had never been seen before in humans, the name was obviously much easier to understand.

Lecutoru looked at Ulysses with some surprise, he had so easily captured the most crucial part of his real name, the true word that was combined by the elemental source he mastered, the community of the wind element and the water elemental, the embodiment of Siluve and Wendini.

Was it accidental, or was it really something he saw, and what a terrible instinct to be able to capture the most crucial part of the name that was hundreds of syllables.

"You can refer to me by that name, then next question. Although it is not known what Ulysses' "sister" represents, it may be someone or something special, but Lecutoroux has more questions to ask.

This was probably the only peaceful conversation between him and Ulysses, and after this time, the two would soon become hostile again. Whether it was for the sake of the organization's research, or for his own sake, there could be no more peaceful contact between the two.

"What do you think of the world now, and are you going to change it?" is a crucial question for Le Cutoroux about the future direction of the whole world.

Being able to have a direct impact on the future of this world is the privilege of Ulysses as the strongest man in the world. The premise, of course, is that he must survive the attacks of the Sword Warriors who are bound to come.

Le Cutorou thought it was a good odds, after all, he had seen with his own eyes how Goethe had died at his hands. The power that Ulysses burst out at the last moment has reached an unimaginable level. Even for a sword warrior who is manipulated by the will of the world, it is a near-impossible task to defeat such a person who has completely integrated his heritage.

What happens when he has the power to transcend this world, like the supreme god who only sows the seeds of faith in the distant blue sky world, or destroys the earth like the undead monarch three hundred years ago, it is up to Ulysses to choose.

"I won't change this world, but ......" Ulysses' words made Le Cutoru's heart tighten, if it was the same choice as the undead monarch three hundred years ago, then I'm afraid no one would survive this time.

"I will change the fate of the people I want to protect. "This is Ulysses' choice, the biggest reason why he chose the path of the Demon King.

Because he knew the sorrow of the weak, because he hated that he couldn't do anything, and because he wanted to change, he finally gave up his former ideal of being a priest and chose this path with no future in sight.

Because, he wants Yulia back, because he wants to protect the people around him, because he wants them to be happy.

He hadn't thought of using this power to rule the entire world, even if he already had it after merging with Ishtar. What he wanted, what he wanted, was always happiness that seemed trivial to others.

Be with your sister, be with a girl who likes you, and even if you can't repay the love of all of them, then at least make them as happy as possible. Learn how to make gems, pursue the Immortal Mythical Gem Gem, and force yourself to become stronger again and again, all for these things that can be easily done in the eyes of others.

Only those who have lost an important person will understand what kind of sorrow it is, and the tears will be drained, and there will be a huge hollow feeling in the heart, which can bury all good things. Even now, that pain still keeps Ulysses somewhere in his heart from healing.

Fortunately, he finally has the power to undo the tragedy, even though this power is against the laws of life, but Ulysses has no choice but to bring Yulia back.

"Love?" Le Cutoroux didn't expect to be such an answer, both he and Goethe belonged to the type that had nothing to do with love. They are wise men who surpass all human beings, seekers who explore the true face of the world. The love that human beings value is just an abnormal impulse that appears under the influence of physiology, and it is impossible for them to have any love with human beings.

"Well, I guess, although I don't quite understand it myself. Ulysses smiled, admitting that it wasn't easy for him. Of course, Yulia is not the object of love, but a sister, but he chose the path of the demon king not just for Yulia.

Now that he can finally say it, he admits the ** in his heart, and then he can like his girls better. This may still not be love, but it is no longer the overwhelmed passive acceptance of girls' love as in the past.

Perhaps, when Yulia is resurrected, the wound in his heart can be truly healed, and he can really learn how to fall in love from scratch. Until then, he will protect the girls he likes, and he will no longer face their confessions as he did in the past and can only say ambiguous words like "I'm sorry".

"So, can I ask you the next question?" Ulysses began to find the conversation interesting. This sense of relaxation only came after merging with Ishtar, as he was finally able to move further down the dark staircase with less urgency, and to stop and take in the sights of the world that he had overlooked.

"Yes, what do you want to know this time?" Although Ulysses's answer was a little incredulous, no matter how outrageous, this was indeed Ulysses's answer to him.

"Who are you, Sirney?" Ulysses thought for a moment and asked the question he was curious about.

"......" Le Cutoroux fell into a brief silence, he really couldn't understand what Ulysses was thinking, why he kept asking these simple questions.

"Are you showing affection to me?" Although he rarely reads so-called love books of human beings, he knows that this is a common method used by human beings.

"No, I'm just curious. Ulysses drank the honey drink he had before and asked for another one.

Although she didn't know Sini's true identity, Ulysses could tell from the attitudes of the goblins around her that she was definitely not an ordinary goblin. That longing was mixed with an attitude of reverence that Ulysses had only experienced before when he was with Kira.

According to the knowledge of the elf clan that Nanali knew when she chatted with him, this kind of situation would only appear to a few people who were extremely special among the elves, and without exception only the treatment of the real high-level elves would have. The elves are not counted by age, and as a life born from the tree of nature, only special elves are revered in this way.

There are only a dozen such goblins in the entire goblin clan, and Kira is the youngest among them, because she is the future successor of the Staff of Chiba and the guardian of the goblin clan, and the rest are all high-ranking goblins who have survived since the time of the goblin court.

Perceiving the gaze of the goblins around him, Lecutoru realized that he had made a mistake that he should not have made. The way he looks now is not the posture he has always been accustomed to, but the appearance of the first thirteen goblins. Because it was so old, he forgot that he was one of the high-ranking elves who received the most confessions from other elves (both men and women).

For the goblin clan with a weak nature, this is definitely not a normal phenomenon. He couldn't understand why the other elves liked him so much, and even several of his companions among the thirteen elves insisted on not choosing a gender for him, saying that they would wait until he chose a gender before choosing a relative gender.

Obviously, this is not an important thing at all, why is there such trouble, is appearance so important?

"I am your enemy. Le Cutoru was a little cold, ruthlessly telling his true identity.

(To be continued)