Chapter 8: No Longer Human

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However, this was truly a last resort. If Aiya continued to tease him in his embrace, he would undoubtedly succumb to his primal instincts and ravage her. If he were to commit such a heinous act, he would likely have to atone to the supreme deity with his life. Yet, even though it was his first time seeing a girl's body, he should not be so reckless! To even think of using force against such a petite beauty was simply beneath contempt. Where had his vow of lifelong celibacy gone? Ulysses was utterly perplexed.

Indeed! My lord, you are now a noble high-ranking demon, and your body can attest to this. This was the first time Ai Ya answered seriously, with no hint of jest in her purple eyes

There should be more than just me who possesses potential on the continent! Can't this Book of the Demon King be given to others with the potential to become a Demon King? Surely there are those more suited than I to be the heir to the Demon King.

"You are truly a gentle master!" With tears in her eyes, Aiya gazed longingly at Ulysses, whispering silently, "Please forgive me for using charm on you just now. I only intended to establish a closer relationship with you, my master, so that you would pay more attention to me. I have been so lonely in that guardian space within the book, unable to find a single person to talk to for hundreds of thousands of years. Now, after such a long time, you have finally appeared as my master, and you are even willing to chat with me, which is why I resorted to using charm to entice you. However, I never expected that you would care for me so much, feeling guilty for causing me pain. I am truly very sorry. From now on, I will wholeheartedly protect you to make amends for today’s mistake"

"Master, do you not want Aiya anymore?" As soon as Ulysses finished speaking, Aiya's adorable little face immediately filled with tears. "Waaah! Aiya has such a hard life! I have stayed in the Book of the Demon King for countless years, and just when I finally meet a master, you, Master, do not want Aiya. Waaah!" As she spoke, she began to cry uncontrollably.

Ignoring the fact that Aiya was peeking from the side, Ulysses tore his shirt apart and carefully examined his body. Under the golden sunlight, a body both familiar and unfamiliar appeared before him. From the outside, his body did not seem to have changed much from before; it remained slender. However, upon closer inspection, significant differences became apparent. Originally, due to long-term magical training, his body lacked muscle, conforming to the standard mage physique. But now, various small muscle groups were visible all over his body, evenly distributed and appearing quite harmonious. These small muscles did not evoke a sense of barbarism; rather, they resembled a work of art. Yet, if one were to think of them as mere decoration, that would be a grave mistake. Ulysses had only seen such muscles on two individuals, or more accurately, on the famous statues from two continents. Both statues were crafted by the dwarves, a race that had been extinguished in the Undead War. It is well known that the items made by the dwarves are exquisitely crafted, and their statues are almost lifelike. The names of those two statues are "The Radiant Hero Bella" and "The Dragon Slayer Karl".

"Ai... Ai Ya, I... I can admit that I am your master, but could you find someone else to be the heir of that demon king? Look, I am merely a lowly Level 4 Light Mage, and there are countless individuals stronger than me on this continent. If you are to select an heir for the demon king, it would be better to seek out those powerful beings who possess legendary artifacts. " Ulises racked his brain for a long time and finally found a solution that could barely be considered a compromise. Although keeping this little demon Ai Ya around might significantly impact his life, even posing a risk of losing himself at any moment, it was still within his tolerance compared to becoming a demon king. After all, the Supreme God Church could accept a human who has lost themselves to become a priest, but it would never accept a human with the identity of a demon king to become a priest.

No... no, I do not mean to reject you. It is just that my aspiration is to become a respected priest, and I truly do not find it suitable to be the heir of a demon king. There is absolutely no intention of rejecting you, no, absolutely none. Please, do not cry anymore." Seeing Aiya crying in front of him, Eurycyst was immediately flustered. Having never dealt with a girl's tears before, he simply did not know how to respond.

Master, if you had handed the Book of the Demon King to another person with the potential to become a Demon King before being attacked by that insignificant masked man, this method would indeed have been feasible. However, after you were pierced through the heart by that insignificant masked man, this method became impossible. Because when your blood soaked the Book of the Demon King, it determined through your blood that you possessed the qualifications to become an excellent Demon King, and actively used the power of Lord Astaroth stored within the book to resurrect you, simultaneously replacing your original blood with that of Lord Astaroth and enhancing your body. With the blood of Lord Astaroth, you can no longer be called human, but rather a high-ranking demon with the most noble Demon King lineage. The Book of the Demon King, crafted by Lord Astaroth, has since become your exclusive possession, forever hidden within you, usable only by you and unable to be given to others. When Ulysses was filled with rage and humiliation, Aya's words instantly petrified him. The Book of the Demon King, crafted by Lord Astaroth, has since become your exclusive possession, forever hidden within you, usable only by you and unable to be given to others. When Ulysses was filled with rage and humiliation, Aya's words instantly petrified him

This is impossible! Aya unceremoniously rejected Ulysses' proposal. The criteria for selecting the heir to the Demon King in the Book of the Demon King is not based on the individual's power level, but rather on whether they possess the potential to become the Demon King. As long as one has the potential to become the Demon King, it does not matter if they have no power at all. Furthermore, as the guardian demon of the Book of the Demon King, my master can only be the heir to the Demon King.

It's a disaster! Ulysses has never hated his own mouth as much as he does today. Now that trouble has come from his words, there's no way to take it back. He actually gave orders to Aia! Doesn't this mean he has started to consider himself her master? This time, there's no way to clear his name, even if he jumps into the sea.

As Ulysses pondered why he had lost control moments ago, he did not notice that Aiya's purple eyes were filled with tears once again, tears that were different from those caused by pain last time; these tears were filled with joy

Hahaha! Watching Ulysses flustered as he tried to comfort her, Aya could no longer contain her laughter, and upon closer inspection, there were no traces of tears on her face; she had merely been pretending to cry.

However, after blinking a few times, the tears quickly vanished from Aiya's eyes, replaced by the familiar gaze of the big gray wolf that Ulysses had when he saw Little Red Riding Hood. "It is precisely because you are such a gentle master that Aiya will not let you go! After all, Aiya is destined to accompany you forever, and there is still a long time ahead for us to spend together. Just wait and see! Master, I swear by the name of the Demon King Astaroth, I, the Book Mage Aiya, will make you fall in love with Aiya." After all, Aiya is destined to accompany you forever, and there is still a long time ahead for us to spend together. Just wait and see! Master, I swear by the name of the Demon King Astaroth, I, the Book Mage Aiya, will make you fall in love with Aiya.

You, what are you saying! I am no longer human! I have become a demon!'' Ulysses could hardly believe his ears