It seemed that the terrible blow of the Abyss Judgment just now had shocked these bloody mist, and they did not continue to haunt Yuria, but began to dissipate unconsciously.

On the lonely, dilapidated roof, only Ulysses and Yulia were left embracing each other.

The moonlight, which was obscured by dark clouds, didn't know when it also returned, shining on the two of them. Just look at it this way, the two are like a pair of ordinary brother and sister snuggling up to each other, and each sees each other as the most important part.

"Ah...... ......" seemed to be unable to make a sound properly, and Yulia could no longer say anything other than the only word "brother".

But for Ulysses, that "brother" was enough. In front of him, who was hugged by him, was his sister Yuria, an important person who would never come back.

That's what he wants, and that's what he thinks, and he doesn't even want to accept other reasons.

He wanted to see Yulia, and Yulia came to him, and it was as simple as that.

Soon, the red mist vanished without a trace, and the mirror of blood on the ground disappeared with it. If it weren't for Yulia being in Ulysses' arms, he would have even thought that nothing had happened here.

However, now that he has Yuria by his side, it is enough. The tragedy that once happened here, and the truth of the bloody legend in the academy, can be put aside for the time being.

Valuing the people around you and protecting her is more important than pursuing the truth of the past. For Ulysses, protecting this Yulia in his arms was the highest priority.

"Brother?" Yuria, who was hugged by Ulysses, gently stretched out her hand and stroked the beads of sweat from his forehead.

It's sweat due to fear, nervousness, and restlessness. Even at the moment of embracing Yuria, Ulysses's fear did not disappear.

Because I want it too much, I want it to the point where I can't control it, so I will be afraid, I will be afraid, and I will not be able to let go. Even Ulysses himself knew that this state was abnormal, but he just couldn't control himself to hold Yuria's hand.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Ulysses looked at Yuria, who was wheezing in her arms, and her face was very pale, as if she had lost too much blood.

It was a feeling he was familiar with, it was the way Yulia had been when she was sick. It is a congenital disease that no medicine can treat, and Yulia has been carrying an unfortunate curse since birth.

"O gracious and good God of Radiance, I am here to pray to you, to make a wish to you, to extend your hand. Human blood is blood, flesh is flesh, bone is bone, please use your power to repair them!" The sacred prayer began to ring on the roof, and Ulysses used the power he had dreamed of as a child, the legendary silver healing hand that could heal all wounds.

Under the light of the silver light, Yuria's face was much better. But Ulysses knew that this would not really cure Yuria's disease, that the disease that Yulia had received was genetic, and that no magic could cure that disease.

Even the legendary healing magic silver healing hand could only temporarily alleviate her pain.

"Hah...... Ha ......" Yulia gasped softly, looking at the ** big moon in the sky. The moon was very, very bright tonight, illuminating almost the entire roof.

Although the scenery here is very scenic, there is also a lingering smell of blood because of the appearance of the blood-colored mist just now. But for Ulysses, it was a place as full of light and dreams as heaven.

Because Yulia is here, and his sister is there. As long as the two of them are together, no matter where they are, it is heaven.

"Get some rest. Seeing Yuria's breathless appearance, Ulysses remembered how he had taken care of his frail sister in the past.

He picked up Yuria's petite body by the waist and carefully led her back to the only bench on the roof.

Then Ulysses opened the Dark Dimension, summoned all the remaining black mage robes and placed them on the bench, placing Yuria's body on it.

Eventually, he summoned the unique white robe and placed it over Yuria's body, the robe with its automatic warming power was just right to keep Yulia's body temperature and make her feel more comfortable.

Something like that, he used to do when he was a child, and he was very familiar with it. When he was so familiar with the robe that he put it over Yuria's delicate body, he almost couldn't hold back his tears.

It's just such a simple thing, but it makes him feel how happy it is to lose something important. The daily routine, which was taken for granted at that time and will continue forever, is just to be shattered in the blink of an eye.

Become a good priest, live with your sister, heal her of her illnesses, and make her happy. At that time, his dream was simple and happy, and at that time he thought that he would definitely be able to achieve this dream.

However, the result was a tragedy that he could never forget. He may not have understood his sister, and he didn't know how much courage and determination was hidden in her small body.

At that time, it would have been nice if he could have cared more about her illness. If he could have discovered the truth about her sudden improvement in physical condition during the last period of time, if he hadn't set his sights on the girl he had fallen in love with, maybe all the results would have changed.

At that time, he was too stupid to protect Yulia at all, so he could only watch her make that choice and say goodbye to him forever.

"I'm sorry, Yulia, but I'm going to make you happy this time. Ulysses took Yuria's hand, stared at her pale face, and made the most sacred vows.

Past mistakes are never allowed to be repeated, and this time he must protect Yulia and make her happy. No matter who it is, you are not allowed to hinder him!

"Brother. Yulia smiled at Ulysses, her pink hair fluttering in the wind, and Ulysses was the only one left in her big eyes.

Just like at that time, when everyone was still together, the innocent girl looked at the teenager she loved with embarrassment.

That look made Ulysses can't help but tighten her hand, as if as soon as she let go, she will disappear and never see any world.

(To be continued)