Chapter 5: The Sorceress Aiya of the Book

The dilapidated ceiling, the desk piled high with the scriptures of the priesthood, and the floor littered with scraps of paper—all these familiar scenes, visible every day, clearly conveyed to Ulysses that this was not a paradise; this was his home, the home he had lived in for three years in Taj City

No, this is not acceptable. If this continues, I will commit acts worse than those of a beast! To become a respected priest, I must never be defeated by such temptations! ... Yes, such a degree. ... ... Ah! No, I cannot get up! Down, down! Although Ulysses desperately suppressed his desires, a certain part of his body still swelled due to his male instincts

Who can tell me what is going on here! Ulysses, with a splitting headache, could not come up with any explanation and could only shout to the heavens.

Ah! How fortunate it is to have a young and handsome master! The moment when Ai Ya leaped into Ulysses' arms, she no longer possessed the ethereal quality reminiscent of a dreamlike fairy. In Ulysses' embrace, she was clearly a little demon tempting humanity to plunge into the abyss of desire. Ulysses could distinctly feel her budding chest pressing against him, while the unique, dreamlike fragrance of youth emanating from her body fervently stimulated the desires deep within Ulysses' heart. Ulysses could distinctly feel her budding chest pressing against him, while the unique, dreamlike fragrance of youth emanating from her body fervently stimulated the desires deep within Ulysses' heart

Ah! I apologize, mhetushucomcom, I have not introduced myself yet! My name is Aiya, and I am the guardian spirit of the magical book you possess. My body and my soul have completely belonged to you since the moment you touched the magical tome I protect. Therefore, you are my master, and everything about me belongs to you. " After saying this, the beautiful girl named Aiya suddenly leaped into Ulysses' arms. Therefore, you are my master, and everything about me belongs to you. " After saying this, the beautiful girl named Aiya suddenly leaped into Ulysses' arms.

O Supreme God, thank you for bestowing the utmost glory upon me, the humble one! This is the final prayer of Ulysses before the disappearance of consciousness

The name of the grimoire I protect is the Book of Curses, which was compiled by Lord Astaroth, the Demon King, to inherit the power of the Demon King. The person who possesses this book is the successor of Lord Astaroth, the Demon King

Uncertain how much time had passed—perhaps a few hours or even billions of years—in this state, it was impossible to discern the passage of time. Ulysses discovered a dazzling golden light appearing around him. Under the illumination of this golden light, his consciousness was slowly fading. However, Ulysses felt no fear; to him, this was a sign that the messenger of the Supreme Deity had come to welcome him, a supreme honor that belonged to him.

Nothing is clear, and nothing can be felt, as if the body is floating in an infinite void; this is the sensation of being after death. Is this what it feels like? Ulysses felt a sense of confusion. In the books Ulysses had read, the souls of good humans are taken to heaven by the messengers of the Supreme God after death, while the souls of sinful humans automatically descend into hell. Which place will be his final destination, heaven or hell? Ulysses could not help but feel anxious. As someone who aspired to become a priest, he certainly did not want to go to hell; the heaven where the Supreme God resides is his ideal destination. In the books Ulysses had read, the souls of good humans are taken to heaven by the messengers of the Supreme God after death, while the souls of sinful humans automatically descend into hell. Which place will be his final destination, heaven or hell? Ulysses could not help but feel anxious. As someone who aspired to become a priest, he certainly did not want to go to hell; the heaven where the Supreme God resides is his ideal destination.

"This, this book... the name of the magic tome is... is it the Holy Scripture of Light?" The voice of Ulysses had never trembled like this before

Indeed, it was I who unleashed the power stored within the grimoire to save you; the situation was truly dire at that moment! Had it not been for your blood, Master, which timely activated the seal of the grimoire, you would have likely been killed by that repulsive masked man. However, you need not worry any longer, for I have dismembered that masked man into eight pieces. Thank heavens, the little demon finally released her tight embrace, allowing him to temporarily escape the crisis of losing himself. Wait, what did she just say? His injuries were healed by that grimoire? That masked man who killed Leon was dismembered by her?

Ah, Master, you are awake!" A sweet voice, reminiscent of a small thrush, echoed in Ulysses' room, startling him greatly. Turning towards the source of the sound, he saw a delicate young girl, around thirteen or fourteen years old, who had somehow appeared in his room.

What on earth is happening? Ulysses was in a state of confusion. He clearly remembered being stabbed in the heart by the masked man who killed Leon; such an injury would likely be beyond the capabilities of even the Pope of the Supreme God. Moreover, he distinctly recalled that his soul had already left his body and was floating in the void, only to lose consciousness under a beam of golden light. Could that golden light have been sent by the Supreme God to resurrect him? No, that is impossible. He was merely a Level 4 Light Mage, not even an official priest, so how could he receive such a favor from the Supreme God? Furthermore, he distinctly remembered that his soul had already left his body and was floating in the void, only to lose consciousness under a beam of golden light. Could that golden light have been sent by the Supreme God to resurrect him? No, that is impossible. He was merely a Level 4 Light Mage, not even an official priest, so how could he receive such a favor from the Supreme God.

To recover from such a fatal injury and simultaneously defeat that formidable masked man, the magnitude of power required is something only the person involved, Ulysses, could truly comprehend. This power has already surpassed level seven and may even exceed level eight, and astonishingly, this power is merely stored within a grimoire. Could it be that the grimoire he obtained is the legendary dream grimoire bestowed upon humanity by the Supreme Deity—the Holy Scripture? Indeed, a grimoire capable of unleashing level eight or even level nine power solely through its text could only be the Holy Scripture, crafted by the Supreme Deity himself.

"The Holy Scripture of Light? What is that?" Aiya asked with a puzzled expression. Looking at Aiya's bewildered face, for some reason, Ulysses had an extremely ominous premonition.

"Who are you, and why are you in my room?" Ulysses looked at the petite girl in confusion. Such a beautiful and adorable girl was unforgettable to anyone who had seen her, yet Ulysses had no recollection of her in his mind. This situation could only be explained in one way—he had never met this girl before. But why was she calling him 'master'? This situation could only be explained in one way—he had never met this girl before. But why was she calling him 'master'?

This is a cute young girl that one cannot help but want to embrace and care for tenderly. Her small cherry blossom-colored lips, crystal-clear purple eyes, and petite nose form an innocent and adorable little face. Dressed in a tiny purple lace dress that complements her waist-length purple hair, which matches her eyes, she appears like a purple fairy emerging from people's dreams. Remarkably, her delicate little feet, adorned with purple crystal shoes, do not touch the ground but float about four to five centimeters above it. Dressed in a tiny purple lace dress that complements her waist-length purple hair, which matches her eyes, she appears like a purple fairy emerging from people's dreams. Remarkably, her delicate little feet, adorned with purple crystal shoes, do not touch the ground but float about four to five centimeters above it

O Supreme God, save me! The nearly broken Ulysses began to pray frantically to the divine, as he found himself unable to resist the temptation of the beautiful girl in his arms, a temptation that could drive any normal man mad. However, it seemed that the Supreme God did not hear Ulysses' prayers, as Aia's actions grew bolder; she even began to gently lick Ulysses' earlobe with her delicate little tongue.

After an unknown amount of time, Ulysses gradually regained consciousness. Unlike the last time, he distinctly felt the presence of his body this time. Although he could not move yet, the undeniable sensation of truly possessing a body was unmistakable. Those who have never experienced the pain of losing their body will likely never understand how wonderful it is to have one. The joy of Ulysses, feeling that he had regained his body, could only be described as ecstatic. Now, there was only one thing Ulysses wanted to do—open his eyes. He was eager to see what the legendary paradise looked like. In his mind, the only being capable of granting the dead souls the incredible power to regain their bodies was the supreme deity, and thus the place he found himself in could only be called—paradise. However, when he finally managed to open his eyes with great effort and surveyed his surroundings, the scene that met his gaze struck him like a blow, causing his heart to plummet from the heights of heaven to the depths of the earth.

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By the way, Aya! I remember that I was pierced in the heart by that masked man. Did you save me? In a moment of urgency, Ulysses had a flash of inspiration and found a topic that could help him escape the current awkward situation