The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"Uh..." Ulysses felt a little overwhelmed by Arcelia's so straightforward exposure of her lie.

The current Arcelia seems to be a little different in normal times. The concerned eyes and the feeling of excitement seem to be thinking of something very bad.

Perhaps, it doesn't matter if you just say it like this.

Perhaps, it's okay not to carry everything on your own. If it was Arcelia, it might be different from before.

She has a strength far surpassing Yulia, Yulia is a child who needs to be guarded, and Arseria is a knight who guards her companions.

"I... I seem to have become a little bit unlike myself." Just staring at it with that kind of eyes, Ulysses seemed to have lost the disguise he was accustomed to putting on himself.

That was the defense he added to his heart after losing Yulia. Perhaps it was because he understood the pain of loss too much. Long ago, he would not love anyone in particular. In other words, he dedicated his love to the God who represents "eternity".

Because God never changes, the supreme, the only eternal. Therefore, even if you fall in love with God, you will not lose it, let alone sorrow. It is a firm love called "faith". Because he was afraid of losing, because he was afraid of his own past, he chose "God".

Because he believed in God and loved God, he decided to become a priest. The reason at first was just to like the warmth of light, but after understanding Yulia's illness, she wanted to get the power to heal everything.

But after losing Yulia, after losing someone important to him, in the dark, the only thing he found that could calm his heart was "God".

Mortals will always be teased by fate and lose their direction in this vast world. Only the eternal God will never change, always watching this world above the endless blue sky.

God is eternal, God is supreme, and the glory of God is everywhere. If you can accept that brilliance and turn your grief into the power of faith to save more people, then the sad past can also be saved, and you will find a new future.

Yes, this is the biggest reason why he wants to be a priest. Not to save the world, nor to fight the darkness. This is the choice he made after experiencing sadness and despair starting from a little light.

Feel the brilliance of God, give that brilliance to more people, and let more people be happy because of that brilliance. This is his wish, the wish he felt when he prayed to God in the dark.

This should be the future he will surely realize.

But recently, such a future has begun to falter.

It is not the unchanging God who has changed, but himself. In the fierce battle, in the drastic changes time and time again, he has indeed changed. And just now, when that door opened, it was the strongest moment of change.

"So, what's the difference?" Arcelia shook Ulysses' hand, and her strong will was conveyed to Ulysses' heart.

That is support, protection, and will never give up. It is a companion, a knight, and even the feeling that is still above that.

"In this book, there is a very powerful power. This power is part of the power I have received before. I don't know how to say it, but I don't want this power." Ulysses He picked up the book on his desk, the book that didn't even have a name, and he didn't even know why he took it back.

"It turned out to be so." Alzeria stared at the book. However, she couldn't see the words in the book, and she couldn't see a word. From her point of view, the book is only a messy pattern, like a graffiti of a naughty child.

However, she believed in Ulysses, she believed in Ulysses who was struggling with power and asked her for help.

It doesn't matter if you can't see it, it doesn't matter if you don't feel the power. She trusted him and decided to help him. Just knowing this is enough.

"Ulysses, don't be afraid. Power itself can never decide anything. No matter how you look at this power, you don't need to be afraid of it." Arseria has never used such a firm tone with Yuri. Sith speaks.

Yes, no matter whether you use the power of light or darkness, the profession is a priest or a demon. Power is just power, and it is the user who decides how to use this power.

The country and people she guarded could not understand this kind of thing, which caused the tragedy of Alnalia. However, she hoped Ulysses would understand this. No matter what choice he has to make, whether to accept or give up this power, it should be his own decision.

"Power alone can't decide me?" Ulysses knew about this, and Aya had also told him that what kind of demon he wanted to become was entirely up to him.

Only those who have the power that can determine everything, and those who ignore destiny and truth, are qualified to become the real devil.

Turns out, is he scared? I was terrified of myself, and terrified of the mysterious unknown. So he ran away, escaped from that door. Probably, even if Arseria doesn't come to save him, he won't really enter that door.

"Ulysses, make a decision." Arcelia let go of Ulysses's hand. What he needs now is not guarding, but a decision.

Whether it's acceptance or giving up, there is no problem. Indecision and indecision are the worst situations.

Everything needs his own decision. No matter what kind of decision it is, it represents the path to the future, and those who hesitate have no future.

"Thank you, Arcelia. I think, I..." Ulysses stretched out his hand, the temperature of Arcelia's hand still remaining in the palm of his hand. Then he smiled and opened the book again, turning to the page that recorded the strange power.

"The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the earth, the soul is with the soul, I will no longer exist, please remember, my dream."

"Before I was born, I was dead, take my heart to the direction where the cry came from, and never go back..."

"The world has come to an end, the world is not real. Everything has just begun, and I will be back."

"Everything in this world is not real..."

With a touch of sadness, the realm containing some special power shrouded Ulysses's side, and the door that had disappeared once again appeared in front of him.

Ulysses wanted to know, wanted to understand, what this book meant for him. Behind the door, what is hidden.

Perhaps that might not be a good answer. However, if he doesn't even have the courage to face that answer, he might lose more things.

The door opened, and Ulysses walked in.

In fact, his body did not move, he was still sitting on the library chair. But Arcelia could feel that Ulysses' breath temporarily disappeared. Although he was within her reach, he could not feel his presence.

Even if he stretched out his hand and touched his shoulder, there was no real feeling. It's as if Ulysses' body is no longer in this world, what appears here is just a false projection.

...

"The first fragment is hidden in the ancient hometown. Don't take a peek."

"The second fragment is hidden on the girl who can cry, don't make her cry."

"The third fragment is hidden in yourself, don't be suspicious of yourself."

"What's inside the door is not happiness, but truth. This is the door to truth and boredom. You don't need to open it, just like a white mistress shouldn't bring people to the world of dolls."

"If you open it, you have to take responsibility."

"Hahahahaha!"

It should be a very soothing aria, but with a cold voice that reminds people of a cold snake, it seems that someone full of malice is laughing at a big fool.

Then, there was no more, Ulysses stepped out of the door somehow.

He didn't get any terrible power, nor was he changed. In that door, there is nothing, nothing can be seen. Yes, just those inexplicable words and malicious ridicule.

It was like the voice of someone who had to ridicule maliciously when he watched himself make mistakes time and time again.

However, he did not get nothing. In that door, he got some very strange knowledge, which is a method of using some special materials to create a beautiful doll like a girl.

But that method is incomplete. The created doll girl has a certain fatal flaw, a certain flaw that needs to be filled.

Therefore, they are incomplete. No matter which one, you can't become a real girl.

With defects, they have to fight repeatedly, until they find a way to make up for their defects, before they can become real lives.

...

Ulysses would not know, nor would he think about it. For some other girls in this corner of the world, the opening of this door represents another level of meaning.

"My Father!" On the top of the high ruins, the Mercury Sword spread its huge black wings, and huge black feathers were flying all over the sky.

Just now, in such a short moment, she really felt the familiar breath.

That was when she was still asleep, taking care of her tenderly, filling her incompletely little by little, and then giving her the breath of a new life creator.

Ah, there can be no wrong, there can be no wrong. That is an inspiration, a reminder, and even more a command.

"Dad." In the central area of ​​Guanghui Academy, the snow-colored girl raised her head and stared at somewhere in the sky.

"Ka! Ka! Ka!" The seemingly calm ground pierced countless ice crystals, and then formed a huge ice throne, enclosing the girl's petite body.

"It's father." In the distant overseas, the blue star carrying scissors suddenly raised his head and looked at the far northern continent.