"Wow!" Ulysses had a strange nightmare, falling from the air and breaking his body into pieces, and he could even see his hands and feet leaving his body.

For Ulysses, who couldn't remember what happened in his dreams most of the time, this dream was so realistic that he even felt a little tight. It was the instinctive reaction of the body falling from high in the air and sinking into the earth.

What's going on, Ulysses wiped the sweat from his forehead, only to find that he didn't know when the sky had already floated white. Looking through the window, you can see a hint of the morning sun already emerging from Phnom Penh.

If it were a normal day, Ulysses would definitely appreciate the beautiful colors. But today I don't know what's going on, he is always a little uneasy, and a burning tingling sensation is emitting from a certain part of his fingers, as if to remind him of something.

Affected by this flustered mood, Ulysses made a loaf of bread and ran out of his room with a bite on it.

"My dear sweetheart, you are so beautiful today. Cindy, bathed in the bright morning sun, greeted Ulysses cheerfully, and beside her was Kira, who was carefully watering the flowers she had planted.

"Good morning, Cindy, Kira. After saying hello to his two friends as rudely as possible, Ulysses ran away as fast as he could.

"Why are you in such a hurry to go to class? My dear sweetheart loves studying so much that she even spends less time with me. Cindy glanced in the direction Ulysses had disappeared, slightly dissatisfied.

"Cindy, how many times have you said that Ulysses is not within your hunt. Kira cast a natural spell on the golden orchid seedlings she had planted, reminding her friend for the hundredth time.

"Hahaha, don't be jealous, cutie, I love you too. Cindy quietly approached Kira, her black hand reaching the back of her ass.

Just as Cindy's covert operation was about to succeed, several green vines crawled out of the surrounding flowers, firmly binding her limbs and extending to her neck.

"Wow, sweetheart, don't be so excited, let me go. "Cindy's plump body was pulled back and forth by tentacle-like vines, and she was powerless to fight back, looking like an unfortunate girl who was about to be humiliated.

"Hmph. Kira continues to take care of her golden orchid seedlings, ready to enjoy the freshest golden orchid tea with Ulysses on the god's birthday in the near future.

Ulysses jumped over the high wall a little rudely, walked into the deep woods, and began to move step by step, stopping from time to time to look left and right,

He didn't know why he was so upset, and he didn't understand why he was wandering around the academy like a headless fly, but he felt like he was getting closer to something little by little in the constant search.

Finally, halfway up a large tree, he found the source of his emotional turmoil.

It was an inconspicuous black figure in the dense branches, its petite body looking like it would be blown away by the wind at any moment. A black dress was already tattered, revealing the snow-white skin inside.

The pair of black wings behind her had been completely burned out at this moment, and only a part close to her body was barely left, like angels with stump wings.

"Sword of mercury!" Ulysses recognized the identity of the petite girl, scarred and tattered doll. She was the black angel he had saved once, and a doll girl with whom he had a contract.

Now, her body was as it had been when he first saw it, with more than one crack in her body, and the joints of her hands and feet were exposed, and it was clear that she no longer had the strength to maintain her human form.

The slender limbs, because they had lost their supporting strength, were hanging limply in the gaps of the leaves, looking indescribably sad. In this tatters, she is like a doll that has been damaged and lost, giving people a sad atmosphere.

"Oops, it seems to be much worse than last time. Ulysses quickly noticed this, and this time the injury looked similar to the last time, but in fact it was even more terrifying. Especially the hole that ran through her body, and even her snow-white skin was scorched, if it were human, it would be certain death.

Even for dolls, such wounds are almost irreparable. Human puppeteers, except for replacing their bodies, probably can't find any other way to repair such wounds.

Fortunately, Ulysses is not human, he has the power to create miracles and change the fate of the sword of mercury.

Leaping high into the tree, Ulysses carefully parted the branches and leaves, put the light body of the mercury sword into his arms, and began to examine her injuries carefully.

In addition to the near-fatal blow to the chest, there were also many small scars on the hands, feet, shoulders, and other places, which looked like they had been pierced by someone and then hit again. What a cruel guy to do such a vicious treatment to such a petite girl.

The rise and fall of his chest was very weak, his breathing and body temperature were constantly dropping, and if he had come a little later, it might have been over.

Closing his eyes, Ulysses began to think back to the treatment he had done to the Mercury Sword, and how he had done it at that time.

"Dust to dust, dust to earth, soul to soul, I will no longer exist, I will always exist......" Remembering the strange and familiar melody, Ulysses pressed his hand to the terrible hole in the chest of the Mercury Sword.

The "door" somewhere in the body was opened, and the power of the sword that had repaired the mercury once poured out of the door again, gently entering the petite body of the puppet girl.

Ulysses had that familiar and strange feeling again, as if he were looking through his own childhood diary. It's clear that I wrote it myself, but I don't know when I forgot it all, and only some vague outlines remain.

"Father......" The unconscious mercury sword made a slight sound, and the hand that could no longer move gripped Ulysses's body tightly.

"It's okay, it'll be fine soon. With one of his remaining hands, Ulysses gently unfastened the Mercury Sword's clothes, exposing her snow-white, slender body to himself.

He loved the sword of mercury. There is no need for any reason, just to simply pity this small and warm body, to let her get hope and happiness, to love her well, and to heal the scars on her body.