Demon King Priest Chapter 56: Different lines
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This question remained unanswered until Ulysses walked out of the dormitory area, walked through the ramp full of petals, and came to the gate of the branch campus of Guanghui Academy.
In my memory, that soft black straight long hair and the hot gasp interweave dreamlike colors. It was a breath that was completely different from Aya, Mihalu and the others, and it was the taste of a more mature and seductive adult woman.
"Bang" the heart beat faster involuntarily, Ulysses tried to erase the bright impression from his mind, but found that it only made him more and more annoyed.
The more you want to forget, the more profound the memory of that night, even to the point where hallucinations are about to appear, as if the mysterious witch Mayfair from the south was less than ten meters in front of him.
The breeze blows, and you can even smell the familiar fragrance.
Huh? Fragrant? Ulysses stopped uncontrollably and looked at the slender figure lying in the shade of the tall book.
She seems to be resting, lingering fatigue in her black eyes. The rings on the hands and feet seemed to be thicker than when they first met, and they looked like they were new.
The slender legs are still so tall and strong, even when they are resting, they don't feel relaxed at all, and they seem to be able to kick a fatal blow at any time.
The clothes that wrapped her luxurious body were no longer the leather armor with a foreign style, but a slightly loose cross maiden dress. Next to the sacred cross, there was a circle of complicated patterns. .
That is the typical witch dress of the Southern Church. According to the complexity of the decoration on the costume, the status of the wearer can naturally be judged. With such beautiful and complicated pattern decorations as her, only the witches of the highest class in the church are qualified to wear them.
Fair, the **** witch from the Southern Church, reappeared in front of Ulysses in this way.
"Ah...uh..." Ulysses wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say anything.
Under the direct sunlight, Mayfair seemed to be the lucky one shrouded in brilliance. But when Ulysses looked at her, he felt a more unfortunate atmosphere than when they met not long ago.
In those tired black eyes, besides sadness, there are other things that make people feel bad.
That's the darkness in the sun, and unfortunate emotions.
What to do, Ulysses doesn't quite understand what this heartache is, but he thinks he should do something.
In fact, he was very grateful to her, grateful to the beautiful witch who gave him a helping hand at the most dangerous time. As for what happened later, he still feels confused.
Is it just an impulse? There were other reasons, but it was obviously the first time, why would she do something like that with him.
"Well, that, the weather is fine today, isn't it." Ulysses walked to Mayfair's side with some anxiety, waiting for her judgment.
"Huh?" Mayfair recovered from the meditation and looked at the dark-haired girl who looked at him with a shy and uneasy expression in front of him.
The girl's eyes are so innocent, without any sin or darkness, like flowers under the sun.
That was the beautiful eyes she had already lost. After witnessing the sins committed by mankind a long time ago, there was almost nothing but darkness and blood in her eyes. Even the sacred light burning on her body could not be The disgusting smell dissipated.
I still live on a beautiful campus, without seeing the flowers on the dark side of the world. If there are such innocent children in this world, it must be a real paradise.
Flowers? Ah, Red Rose Fei'er remembered. On the first day she came to this city, it was this girl who put the red rose that represents the beauty of love into her hand, giving her pale heart a touch of warmth.
"It's you, are you also a student of this academy." Mayfair stood up straight, she was much taller than Ulysses because of the slender and powerful sex. When standing in front of him, there was a natural sense of oppression.
"Yes." In front of Mayfair, Ulysses seemed even more embarrassed. Just standing face to face gave him a feeling of being scrutinized.
"It’s okay, don’t be afraid, I’m the teacher here, and I won’t do anything to you. If I feel uncomfortable, I will immediately go away." Seeing Ulysses’s scared expression, Mayfair was a little bit disappointed. .
Sure enough, her hands are already covered with blood, is she no longer worthy to stand in front of this innocent girl?
Even if she tries to cover up, she will involuntarily exude a slight murderous aura. Small animals like cats and dogs that can feel this kind of breath never get close to her.
"Huh?" Ulysses looked at Faye with some confusion, and she didn't seem to recognize him whether it was from her eyes or from her words.
But when the two of them were physically entwined, there was obviously no cover up, and she couldn't possibly fail to recognize it.
He clearly remembered everything that happened that day, remembering that she, who was reborn from the flames, raised her right hand high in front of him, as if the priest who swore before the gods said loudly:
"I, swear here."
"In this life and this life, I will dedicate everything to you. Apart from you, I will not see anyone else."
"From now on, my body, my heart, my soul, everything of mine belong to you."
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, it doesn't matter if you forget, it doesn't matter."
"No matter what the future will look like, I will always belong to you alone."
"I...like...you..."
"Mayfair, don't you remember me?" Ulysses asked Mayfair tentatively.
"Of course I remember, you know my name? Yes, you are a student here. It is not surprising to know, thank you for the flowers." Mayfair smiled and looked at the nervous Ulysses, more careful Controlling the murderous aura hidden in his heart, so as not to hurt the weak girl in front of him.
Really forgot? Ulysses looked at the smiling Mayfair in disbelief. Everything that happened that night seemed to have disappeared in her memory.
No matter the hot hug or the sudden confession, it was like petals floating in the wind, leaving no trace when the two met again.
The lines that crossed between him and her had separated unknowingly and turned into strange parallel lines again. What happened that night, like a summer night’s sweet dream, turned into a bubble and disappeared in the morning sun