The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

After easily solving the mysterious Son of the Sun, who seemed to have a strong aura but actually had no idea about fighting, Ulysses hurriedly rushed to the White Tower in the middle of the academy.

That's it. Ulysses looked at the sign on the side of the road. The words "White Tower of Knowledge" were written on it, which represented the status of the White Tower in this school. This should be the place where freshmen should come first and also the place to confirm their elective courses.

After finishing his clothes, wearing the badge of the Guanghui Academy, and confirming that the lucky yellow ribbon given by the Ice Phoenix mother was fastened on his head, Ulysses walked into the white pagoda.

The decoration style of the tower is a typical church style. The crosses that can be seen everywhere, the pure white angel statues, and the frescoes depicting ancient miracles, give people a sense of remoteness and peace.

The style of the painting has changed significantly along with the extension of the corridor. Almost every one is the crystallization of artists from different eras. From this alone, it can be seen that this building has taken a very long time.

The scene of so many valuable artworks hung on the wall at will, but not everywhere can be seen. This is not a museum, but it can witness the passage of time better than most museums.

Just when Ulysses was a little immersed in these religious and artistic paintings, a dark figure that was a little inconsistent with this place appeared in the corner of his vision.

It was a black shadow whose whole body was entangled in darkness like a black death god. In this building full of religious art, it is particularly conspicuous, as if the demon chopped off by the angel in the painting ran directly out of the painting.

"Oh...oh...oh...this is the legendary archangel painting." The devil was standing in front of a painting depicting the arrival of an angel with great interest. While appreciating, copy quickly on my black notebook.

If Ulysses can see through his evil black shadow and look directly at the black notebook, he can find that the archangel, who is sacred and inviolable in the oil painting, surrounded by light, is returning to the primitive under his hands. ——Ahem, that is, the appearance of wearing nothing.

The skin is as soft as marble, the eyes are as clear as the lake without any dirt, the body is slender and moderate, and even the most secret parts are vividly depicted.

This is the true demonic artistic creativity, the ability to direct the essence through the phenomenon. Those sharp eyes passed through the protection of the divine light and saw deeper phenomena...

"Master Airo?" Ulysses looked at the master who was trying to copy (or re-create) in a puzzled manner, and some did not understand why he appeared in this place.

"Wow..." Master Ai Luo, who had entered the creative field wholeheartedly, was taken aback, and collected the black notebook into his black robe at lightning speed. If you are caught in such a place, you can't just confuse the past with a few simple explanations.

"What are you doing here?" Due to the unfortunate incident last night, Ulysses began to have some doubts about the character of the master.

"Ah... of course it's art, studying art. Don't you think this archangel painting is very artistic? The lines and the composition, sure enough, no matter how many years pass, the pursuit of beauty by mankind will not change. There is only beauty. It transcends race, transcends national boundaries, and anyone will like it." Master Ai Luo said solemnly.

"Yeah." Although he didn't know much about art, Ulysses recognized the words of Master Airo. The painting of the archangel is really beautiful. Although the archangel in the painting is completely surrounded by sacred light, it is actually not clear what she really looks like, but it is the mysterious feeling that makes people involuntarily moving. .

The painting seems to still have the angelic breath coming from it, which makes people feel natural and comfortable. It is not incomprehensible that Master Ai Luo is so fond of this painting.

"By the way, my student, what are you doing here? Isn't it a temporary holiday today?" This time I switched to Master Ai Luo for questioning. Originally, it was because of the holiday here today that he stood there boldly and assuredly for artistic creation, and even Sidious did not summon Sidious.

"What, vacation?" Ulysses hadn't heard of this at all (because the reason was himself).

"Yes, because of the abnormal weather and the barrier phenomenon on the forest side, the entire branch campus of the Guanghui College has a day off. You don't know it." Master Ai Luo can only admit that he is unlucky.

"I don't know." Ulysses shook his head.

No wonder, I have been seeing girls relaxing in the college for walks and dinners since just now. It turned out not only because of the lunch break, but also because the school was completely closed. So, he was actually not late? It's a good thing to say, but it's too coincidental.

"It's okay if you don't know, my student, you are here to go through the course selection procedures? I happen to be here, so I will help you. Under my guidance, you will definitely become a great artist." Looks unclear Ulysses of the truth, Master Airo suddenly felt that it was necessary for him to help this pure lamb, so as to add a right-hand man to his artistic career.

"No, I don't have any artistic talent, and I don't plan to take the Necromancer course." Ulysses shook his head resolutely. With the power of the demon king, he is already dark enough, and then to learn the dark necromantic course, wouldn't it be more black than black.

"Who said that what I want to teach is a necromancy course! I am a master of art, a real master, a world-recognized master!" A green flame burned in the black hole-like eye sockets of Master Ai Luo, like a ghost that just crawled out of the grave .

"I am recognized by the entire Guanghui School as a master in the field of ancient art. Wouldn't you think that I was the kind of incompetent wizard who would go to the cemetery to catch skeletons in the middle of the night!"

"Huh..." Ulysses was really surprised that he could be appointed as a tutor of occultism by the Guanghui Academy. In other words, this master Ai Luo who looks very gloomy and would sneak to the girls' dormitory in the middle of the night is really a knowledgeable master.

"What is that skeptical look? I don’t know how many times older than you. Even the colors of the ancient language magic period... Well, I can completely reproduce the artistic painting style. I have a profound knowledge in the field of goblin art research. Achievements, I also understand a hundred languages ​​that are now lost, and I can create works in more than fifty artistic styles. My students, don’t underestimate the power of wisdom accumulated over time.” Master Ai Luo in You Lisis shook his finger in front of him and said confidently.

That kind of self-confidence that came out spontaneously was not something that was barely supported. In terms of mystical knowledge, Master Ai Luo is quite confident. In order to study art, he has been involved in countless fields. In the professional field, he has even reached a peak.

I remember that once he was trying to explore the secrets of the legendary succubus clan, but after all the hardships, he turned himself into a mouse before infiltrating the residence of the legendary succubus clan and obtained extremely precious information. But in the end it fell short and was discovered by a succubus who looked very small at the time, and was chased down to the Guanghui Academy...

"It turns out that you are really a master." Some of the doubts Ulysses had just generated disappeared.

That kind of self-confidence, that kind of wisdom temperament that has been deposited over a long period of time, is indeed not something ordinary people can have. The Master Airo just now had a similar feeling to his respected Teacher Cavendish, the Sage of Water.

"Well, my student, it’s good to know that your teacher’s greatness is right. Don’t doubt, I’m definitely not a bad person." After making a special explanation, Master Ai Luo brought Ulysses to his place in the Guanghui Academy. In the branch office.

"Come on, I'll help you get the course registration. It's easy." Master Ai Luo took out a form from the desk, and started to fill it out quickly while asking questions.

"name."

"Ulysses."

"grade."

"First grade."

"age."

"Eighteen years old."

"Measures!"

"Master Ai Luo, what does this have to do with the information?"

"Hahaha, it's just a small mistake, don't worry about it. So, good at professional?"

"Sorcerer of the Light Element." No matter how powerful the Demon Lord is, for Ulysses, he still likes his original profession. Of course, it would be even better if he could be transferred to a promoted priest. But this has to pass the difficult priest exam.

"Really rare occupation, then, the course you want to learn."

"Major-theology, minor-occult, light magic." Ulysses replied without hesitation.

"Okay, major course-theology, minor course-occult, light magic, human art." Master Ai Luo did not hesitate to help Ulysses add one item, that is, the one he served as a teacher. .

"Wait, Master Airo, I didn't say that I want to learn human art!" Ulysses asked, bewildered.

"It's okay, it's okay, there is only one class per week. You are my student, of course you have to take my class. Moreover, my class is very popular. Especially when I have a body art class." The master gave Ulysses an ambiguous hint full of mystery.

"One week a week... well..." Since the time is short, Ulysses is embarrassed to push it away. After all, Master Airo is really eager to help him.

"Okay, that's it. Oh, by the way, you don't seem to know anything. Do you want me to tell you about this branch campus?" Master Ai Luo suddenly remembered something. Judging from the situation last night, this student's knowledge of Guanghui Academy is almost blank. Some things, she probably still doesn't know.