The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

White bones were scattered on the ground, and on the black altar there were several ghosts whose shadows were vague. The gloomy walls, the dim yellow light, and the runes representing death and destruction are engraved on the walls, all of which show that this is a death altar used to sacrifice necromantic magic.

However, beside the altar, a thin skeleton was working while humming, dispelling the gloomy atmosphere near the altar a lot.

"Hmph! Hmph, praise the great **** of darkness and death. The finished artwork this time is superb and perfect. La! La!" The skeleton humming with a voice that completely violates the general laws is carving a beautiful If you only look at this table with beautiful patterns carved on it, I believe everyone would think that this thing was made by a master of art.

"Very good, very good, the magic circle is completed, the metal decoration is completed, and the favorite pattern of the Sofia nobleman is also completed. This is a perfect artwork. La la, praise the great **** of death." Skeleton 1 who completed the work He was so happy that he even started to dance.

At this time, a shadow exactly like those ghosts on the altar floated from the outside. Because of the lack of substance, the ghost did not come from the door, but passed through the ceiling.

"Master, are you there?" The ghost returning from the outside looked around the altar, but did not find his master.

"Oh, butler, you're back, why, is today's walk over?" Skull, who was looking at the artwork he created contentedly, replied casually.

"Master, you are doing that kind of useless carving again. As the heir to a great necromancer family, you are too unsuccessful!" I found my master was doing that kind of inexplicable furniture on the head of the ghost again. , There seems to be blue veins that shouldn't be there.

"Haha, don't care, don't care, for the undead mage with unlimited life, having your own hobbies is also a very important thing." A drop of cold sweat that shouldn't have been dripped on the skull's skull, and he replied with a guilty conscience.

"Master!!! You are great..." The butler ghost who was completely dissatisfied with his master's perfunctory voice grew louder, and then began a series of preaching.

"I know, I know, what's the matter?" The skeleton, who heard these words from the housekeeper, automatically filtered out all the nonsense and began to change the subject.

"Please don't forget the glorious history of the family, although you are the only one left in the family now. However, on a continent where the strong are respected, as long as you have enough strength, it is not impossible to rejuvenate the family." The butler ghost, who completely ignored the question of the skeleton, continued his preaching...

After about half an hour passed, the butler ghost ended this lengthy preaching, and the skeleton listening next to him had already put on a set of wizard robes, brought a cup of black coffee, and sat leisurely just now. Had coffee by the nice table.

"Butler, what the **** is it, don't you usually have to wait until late at night to come back?" After being drunk by the skeleton, the black coffee disappeared in its body, as if there was something directly leading to a different space. Same.

"Ah, I almost forgot, Master. The sacrifice you want has been found, and it is a perfect and pure sacrifice. Everything meets your requirements, no more than fifteen years old, beautiful and lovely girl , And a pure body." The butler who had finished preaching finally remembered his purpose of coming back, and reported to Skeleton with a little excitement.

"Really? Didn't you make a mistake, butler. It's a girl who really meets my requirements. You know, my requirements are very high, but the average cute girl can't meet my requirements at all." It must be a very, very cute girl." The skeleton put down the coffee in his hand when he heard the butler ghost's words, and seemed very concerned.

"Of course, this is the first time I have seen such a person who meets your requirements pass from here. Wait a minute, I will immediately restore the image I saw at the time. In fact, I saw four of them, but one of them seems to be no longer. Pure body." After a few regretful words, something like a mirror slowly emerged in front of the butler's ghost.

In the mirror, he saw the scene in the camp of the Ulysses caravan. Among them, the appearance of three people was particularly conspicuous in the mirror.

The first is a cute little girl about eleven or twelve years old. She has a beautiful silver hair that is longer than her own body, and silver pupils that shine like stars in the sky. A childish exquisite is indescribable, and the exposed skin is as white as snow, just like an extremely delicate doll. In the mirror, she was holding the hand of a young man in a wizard's robe with a happy face, seeming to be asking something.

The second girl is a bit similar to the first. She is about twelve or thirteen years old, and her skin is as white as fresh snow in winter. She has long, white and transparent silver hair like the ice and snow in the extreme north, hanging on her frail shoulders, and a pair of ruby-like eyes watching the teenager who talks to the first girl, immature. There was a curious look on the delicate and cute face.

The third girl is in sharp contrast with the first two. The girl is about twelve or thirteen years old. She has beautiful blonde hair and black eyes that emit sly smiles from time to time. Her small face is immature and delicate. Although it's not the type that can make people's eyes instantly bright, but the more you look at it, the more energetic she feels. As if her whole body had inexhaustible energy. In the mirror, she is wiping out the food in front of her at a jaw-dropping speed. The speed of eating always reminds people of some kind of ancient beast.

"How are these three to your liking?" The butler ghost asked confidently as he watched his owner put the coffee aside and looked at the mirror in front of him intently.

"Of course, very, very good, absolutely not bad, fully meets my requirements! No, it should be far beyond my expectations. Butler, you did a great job this time." Looking into the mirror, Helen, Iphia, With the three figures of Mina, Skeleton's eyes glowed with weird green light. This is what it shows when it sees what it loves most.

"No matter what method I use, I have to get them! Let them become immortal existences, that kind of beauty and cuteness, I have to find a way to stay anyway!" It seems that it is announcing the beginning of something, and the seat is silent. The long-lasting death altar began to emit a gloomy black mist, and the dead ghosts on the altar also began to become active.

"Master, have you finally decided to take it! I didn't expect this old bone of mine, and the day when I saw the family rejuvenation..." Seeing that he had always been out of business, the master finally decided to take it seriously, and the ghost of the housekeeper floating in the air began to get excited.

The black mist kept tossing beside the underground altar, and the scattered bones on the ground began to move quickly and re-formed.

"It's really been a long, long time useless. My ghost army is really missed. I thought there would be no chance to use this again." I don't know when the skeleton that has been standing in the center of the death altar stretched out his own. He pulled up the hat on the wizard's robe. He hides everything about himself in the mist surrounded by darkness.

"Ah, I'm finally full!" In the unbelievable gazes of everyone in the caravan, Mina finally finished her dinner.

"Little Meina, you really can eat." Seeing the empty cauldron next to him, the fat chef began to doubt his eyes. As a professional chef, he knows the amount of food that Mina eats. This special super-large seafood hot pot was originally the favorite of sailors who have returned from a long voyage. One pot can feed ten big guys, but now she was wiped out by this little Mina who was no more than fifteen years old.

Is her stomach a whale's stomach? Seeing that Mina wiped out that pot of hot pot on both sides of the strait, they had the same questions as Ulysses.

"Mina, are you full?" Ulysses, who had already had dinner with Arcelia and the others, walked over. Asked with some concern.

"Well, the food in this caravan is pretty good, and it's really interesting to have someone to help you cook and travel." Meina stretched out after eating and drinking, with a satisfied expression.

Is it true? It seems that the Apostle Group still lacks a talent who can handle the problems of these girls' lives. The mercenary group composed of so many seven-level powerhouses, it is not easy to handle without a member who can manage the logistics!

Especially these girls, it is impossible to tolerate that kind of rough and unpalatable food. There are too many other things in the dark dimension space, and there are not many places to put food... Ulysses, who realized the shortcomings of the current Apostles, began to seriously consider the plan of recruiting new members.

While Ulysses was worrying about the lives of the girls in the Apostles, in the distance, dark mist was constantly emerging from below a cemetery. The crows who originally hovered over the grave screamed and flew away from the abandoned cemetery.