Demon Lord Priest II

v2 Chapter 87: The legend of red (middle)

Chapter 87 The Legend of Red (2) (Second, ask for a monthly pass)

"A curse that even the Cardinals can't solve?" Ulysses really understood the mystery of the tragedy that happened here.

The Cardinal of the Supreme Divine Religion is a high-ranking cleric next to the Pope, and even in terms of divine skills, there have been many geniuses above the Pope.

Every pope of the church, without exception, all comes from the Cardinal Conference. It can be said that becoming a cardinal is an indispensable step to the High Holy See of the Church.

And even such a strong lineup still can't solve the curse that caused many innocent girls to die here. It can only be said that this unknown curse is too terrible.

"It's hard to say whether it's a curse or not. The girls who committed suicide here come from different regions, different countries, from different families, and lived in different eras. No one can understand why they chose to die here." Ya took off her mask, revealing her pretty and delicate face.

This mask used to represent her vows and beliefs, but now what she's protecting has changed. In front of the people she needs to protect, she no longer needs such disguise and protection.

No matter what is targeting Ulysses, as a knight of the Ana family, she must protect Ulysses from that thing at all costs.

"Ulysses, I'm going to investigate things related to this place. Before I investigate clearly, I hope you don't act rashly anyway, so just go back to your room and wait for me." Spreading the sword wings behind him, Noah Flying to the depths of the Glorious Academy at a fast speed, a certain room there has all records related to this place.

This time, she will investigate all the records, and she must find out the truth of the curse.

"Yeah!" Noah did not need to say that Ulysses knew that this incident was no trivial matter. If the first time was accidental, but feeling that gaze three times in a row meant that he was really being targeted.

It's unknown what he was staring at, but when he stood on the roof of this dilapidated building, the feeling of unease in Ulysses' heart was getting bigger and bigger.

Noah's silver figure streaked across the sky like a meteor and disappeared into the depths of the academy. This time, she will use the power of the entire family to investigate the incident related to this roof again.

In the end, what happened here in the long time in the past? Why is it recovering now, she must understand.

However, what Noah did not expect was that Ulysses did not leave the roof where many tragedies had occurred as she said, but continued to stay.

Why stay here? Ulysses himself didn't understand, he just sat quietly on the only bench that was still preserved roughly intact, watching the sun slowly pass through the sky.

The fourth time, about an hour or so after Noah left, Ulysses felt that gaze again.

This time, he endured very, very hard, and let that gaze look at him for more than five minutes. Only he himself understood the fear and tension during this period of time. In order to control his urge to turn around and look immediately, he had exerted his willpower to the limit.

Right there, this time in the direction of the north, from the side, during these five minutes, according to the feeling of his body, Ulysses accurately judged the direction and position of the other party.

But when Ulysses tried to observe that position with the corner of his eye, the moment his gaze was about to reach that position, that gaze disappeared again.

Just like when it appeared, without warning, without leaving the slightest trace, it disappeared without a trace in a way that Ulysses could not comprehend.

"Phew!" This extremely tense state made Ulysses feel that he was more tired than fighting a powerful enemy. After finding that his gaze disappeared without a trace, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Because of being too nervous, Ulysses' palms were completely wet with sweat, and the sound of his heart beating was like beating a drum.

Sure enough, it's still scary.

Time continued to pass, and unknowingly it was dusk, and Ulysses felt that gaze twice more. Unfortunately, just like the previous few times, as long as he wants to look, his eyes will disappear immediately, and no trace can be found.

"Are you still looking at me?" Ulysses muttered to himself, facing the empty roof.

He didn't know if the owner of that gaze was still here, but he felt that the possibility was very high. Because for the next three times, the owner of this gaze looked at him from a certain position here.

Maybe, at this moment, "it" still exists on the roof of this dilapidated building with the legend of death in a form that he cannot understand, but it is only temporarily hidden.

Although no one answered, Ulysses continued to talk to himself. Rather than asking the owner of that mysterious gaze, it was him sorting out his emotions.

"What do you want to say to me?"

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Why me?"

"If you want to talk to me, it doesn't matter if you come out now, even if you are a ghost, I won't be afraid."

That's right, Ulysses is not afraid of ghosts. In fact, the Book of Demons in his body now hosts a small group of demonic creatures similar to ghosts.

Yes, they are! Ulysses suddenly had a flash of inspiration. After looking around and seeing that there was no one, he decisively summoned his direct subordinates.

"Shaji, come out."

"Yeah!"

"Ah!"

"La la!"

The cute demonic girl whose body was hazy like water mist happily flew out of the Book of Demons~lightnovelpub.net~ and began to do sweet intimacy around Ulysses.

"Look, they are also very similar to ghosts, but they are not scary at all, they are all my companions." Ulysses said to nothing.

Yes, there is nothing to fear, whether curses, ghosts, or the dead, for him who has inherited the power of Demon King Astaroth, it is impossible for him to be afraid.

With the blood of the abyss and the golden devil, he can no longer be regarded as a human being, just like Aya said. If he was really looking at the souls of the girls who died here, he didn't need to feel fear, just accept it.

This time, Ulysses' words seemed to have an effect. Originally dilapidated, the edge of the old roof, which seemed to be in disrepair, began to be filled with red fog.

It was the color of blood,