Looking at Chrissy's figure that quickly disappeared into the crowd, Ulysses was slightly lost. Although they have been together for a short time, a lot of things have happened between the two.

Walking hand in hand through the night festival, entering the magical game together, and then fighting side by side, it always feels like the two have not met for the first time.

Chrissy gave him the impression of a slight shadow of Yulia from the past. Although she always seems to be smiling, there is always a hint of loneliness floating from her body.

That feeling is exactly what Yulia brings to him. When he was a child, he didn't understand why Yulia occasionally showed such lonely eyes, but now he knew better than anyone how much pain Yulia had endured all along.

"Sickness" and "death" were heavy that he couldn't imagine when he was a child, and at that time he even naively thought that as long as he became a priest, he would definitely be able to cure Yulia.

Isn't the magic omnipotent? If ordinary healing techniques can't work, then go and cultivate the legendary silver healing hand, the silver healing hand can't do it, and there are higher-level legendary divine arts.

At that time, he was so naïve that he thought that he could do anything as long as he worked hard, and he had no idea how much miracle it would take to save lives.

But Yulia must have known it for a long time, and no one knew her own body and her destiny better than herself. Yet she still smiled, didn't resent anyone, and kept trying when he didn't know. On that beach, there was not the slightest resentment or hatred in the fragments of Yulia who accompanied him, but only full of nostalgia and snuggling, exactly the same as when he was a child.

But because of this, he couldn't forgive Lara for what he did to Yuria. Lara took not only Yuria's body, but also all her hope and future, completely erasing her existence from this world.

The lonely figure with silver braids and standing alone on the sword hill was not his sister Yuria, but a hero from the past, who was more ruthless and calmer than anyone else—the Sword Brave.

Just thinking about the brave man who had died at his hands, Ulysses' eyes began to turn cold.

Even if he knew that this hatred would hurt his heart greatly, even if he knew that even killing the other party would only make his heart more empty, but even just thinking about the figure with silver braids would make Ulysses involuntarily become very different from himself.

Sure enough, it was only her, and he would never forget it, and he would not allow himself to forget. The pain of a broken first love, the fear of losing a sister. It was not only Yulia who died in front of him that day, but also the beautiful figure in his heart, his longing for the girl he liked, and his sincere heart.

Wait, why do you think about that time? It's so hard, and the scars in my heart seem to be cracking again, what's wrong?

Obviously, when he took the initiative to choose the path of the demon king, these past things were almost forgotten, why are they constantly emerging now.

This inner feeling kept churning, but the soul became more and more cold, as if something was reviving in the body.

This is not the first time this symptom has appeared. After he completely chose the path of the Demon King, when he decided to bring Yulia back into this world at all costs, this symptom began to appear intermittently.

At first, it was simple, he only needed to think about the pleasant time he spent with everyone in the Apostles, or think about the confused and innocent face of Rasha to dispel the cold.

But as he went farther and farther on the path of the Demon King, the signs of this coldness became more and more frequent, and the symptoms became more and more serious. Just like just now, if it weren't for Lis, who was next to him, he would have almost fallen into it completely.

And now, she is no longer with him.

The cold feeling continued to spread, easily swallowing the warmth in his heart, containing thousands of years of lonely silence and cold, constantly sweeping the light in his heart, and then dispelling those important memories, as if to lead him somewhere.

For no reason, Ulysses perceived the partial reality that the place represented. There is no hope or warmth in that world, there is only something huge and empty, incomparably powerful, but incomparably lonely.

That is the unbearable lightness of life, and that is the depth that the soul cannot bear. The place he should never go to now, but it is the place he has to go and will definitely reach in the end.

"It's too early. Ulysses looked up with great effort, plucked the golden rose from his shoulder, and threw it high into the sky.

A huge rose blooms in the empty magical playground, singing a happy melody with the whisper of a certain girl.

"Dreams, where they begin and where they end, I have been praying that dreams will come true one day. Autumn passes, spring comes, summer ends, and winter begins again, the dream I look forward to, the dream of happiness. ”

"Give my most precious things, in the most beautiful way, to the people I love the most. ”

Ulysses collapsed on the large bed in the center of the golden rose, the scent of the roses and the soft bed dispelled most of the coldness in his heart as he expected, and made him fall into the fond memories of his blue bride.

This is the last gift from Ayu, the "love nest" that has witnessed the happy moment of the two, and the golden rose with magical powers. If he hadn't had this treasure this time, he would have really been captured by that coldness.

"Sorry, you can't go to that world yet. At least, not until Yulia is resurrected......" Although the coldness had only recently begun to emerge, Ulysses was no stranger to the feeling.

It's as if he'd been in that world a long time ago. The world over there seemed incredibly distant, but in fact it was very, very close, so close that as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the cold color behind it.

It was not a bright sunshine or an infinitely deep darkness, but a color somewhere between light and darkness, an ambiguous and blurred gray.

Strange colors that he had never seen before, but they gave Ulysses an uncanny familiarity, as if he had been to that gray patch a long time ago.

"Ah, what a beautiful bed, do you like this style, Xiaoyou?" Mira's sweet voice sounded in the ears of the somewhat exhausted Ulysses, dispelling the last trace of coldness in his heart.

"Poof!" A lovely voice sounded from the bed, which was soft enough to sleep ten people together and could continue to expand, the sound of Mira lying down comfortably with her shoes off.

"Sister Mira. Ulysses looked at Mira, who was curiously looking east and west on the big bed, and touching the smooth surface of the bed from time to time, he didn't expect her to come up so indifferently.

And, why, at this moment, Sister Mira looks extraordinarily charming and cute?

(That's because, of course, the bed itself is blessed, which can make the lover on the bed sweet, kiss me and my blessing, from the blue bird messenger who brings happiness to people - Ayu) "Sister, you can't always spoil this person, I think it's too dangerous for you to do this." "I don't know when Angela also ran to this bed, and it was wearing a red bridal dress.

"What's the matter, Xiao You's words are trustworthy. Mira's words have many, many meanings.

It can mean "Xiaoyou's character can be trusted", or it can mean "Xiaoyou trusts her no matter what she does". In other words, she wouldn't care what Ulysses did in this bed.

"Sister, you......" Angela really didn't know what to say about her sister's unconditional doting and tolerance of Ulysses.

Just like in that game, as long as it is related to this guy, even if he betrays the whole world, she will be with him.

However, she is almost there, but it is impossible for her not to look at this hopeless carrot. In that game, she had only been away from him for less than a few days, and he had done a lot of shameless things, which were really shameless to the extreme.

Why did she fall in love with such a person, or burn her love unreservedly, so far Angela has not found an answer that can convince herself.

However, since I already like it, there is no way. Once the proud longan princess decides who she likes, she will never look at anyone else, even if the world is turned upside down.

Through her own belief, no matter how many enemies there are, no matter how strong the enemy is, she will never retreat, this is the belief of the dragon princess. It's the same whether it's fighting or love, burning yourself to the limit.

"Thank you, thank you really. Looking at the dragon sisters beside him, Ulysses finally laughed.

The scent of roses, the warm spring breeze, the flowers blessed by fairies and lucky bluebirds, the gray world faded away. What is presented to Ulysses is a world of colour, colour and warmth.

This is the real world, maybe a little too idealistic, too naïve, but it is the world he has always wanted. Maybe that cold gray represents the ultimate truth, but sure enough, he still likes this kind of world and likes the people around him.

If, one day, he could truly love them and accept their love, what a beautiful world it would be.

(To be continued)