Demon King Priest

"Wooo! Wooo!" The strong wind whizzed across the deserted island. The originally blue sky was now completely dark, and one or two golden lightning serpents occasionally flashed inside. There was also a deep smell of the sea in the air.

"Is it going to be a storm?" Ulysses stopped the sword in his hand and looked at the sky. Indeed, these signs all indicate that a storm was coming, a specialty of the summer sea. After confirming this, Ulysses immediately made the decision to rush back to the cave.

When he ran back into the cave quickly, Rasputin and Cherie had already been waiting for him inside. But their expressions seemed to be anxious, as if they were afraid of something. And seeing him back, Cherie plunged into his arms for the first time and hugged him tightly.

"Cherie, what's the matter?" Cherie's hug today seemed a little different from the usual hug. He could clearly feel the petite body in his arms trembling like a frightened kitten. ‘Is she sick?' Ulysses was a little worried.

"Big Brother! Cherie, Cherie is so scared! This, this kind of weather is the same as when our ship sank! Just in this kind of weather. Grandpa butler, grandpa butler..." tears continued to fall from Cherie's blue eyes like strings of pearls, dampening the clothes on Ulysses' chest.

"There there, don't be afraid anymore. I will always be with you. Come, let's sit there and rest. I will tell you a story!" Ulysses gently wiped the tears from Cherie's face. He picked her up, walked over to his bed and sat down.

"Daddy! I want to hear your story too!" Helen took Ulysses's hand and looked at him earnestly.

"Okay. Just sit by my side." Ulysses agreed to Helen's request and let her sit next to him. But Helen, who sat next to Ulysses, of course would not just sit there. She leaned her body on Ulysses's body, as if Ulysses was a big tree for her to snuggle. Cherie held him tighter in his arms.

"I really don't know what to say to you two anymore..." Seeing Cherie and Helen's actions, Ulysses smiled helplessly. In this way, he started to tell stories for Cherie and Helen while stroking the heads of them.

"A long, long time ago, there was a cute little girl named Little Red Riding Hood..." This time, Ulysses told them a fairy tale named Little Red Riding Hood.

However, Helen and Cherie were not really listening to the fairy tales he told, but were more satisfied with the time they spent with him. So they didn't keep asking him questions like ordinary children, but closed their eyes and obediently enjoyed Ulysses' warm body temperature and his gentle voice. And Ulysses's touch made them feel extremely warm, and the place he touched was as comfortable as being shining on by the soft sunlight.

‘It would be great if I could be stroked by Big Brother like this for the rest of my life.' This was Cherie's thought.

‘Daddy's hands are so warm. I wish daddy could keep stroking my hair.' This was Helen's thoughts.

Because they were so intoxicated by Ulysses' gentle touch, they soon fell into a sweet dreamland. Looking at their extremely sweet smiling faces, they must be having very good dreams.

"Finally, with the help of the hunter, Little Red Riding Hood rescued her grandmother." When Ulysses said the end of the story, Helen and Cherie had already slept a long time ago.

"Children will always be children. It's a little enviable that they can fall asleep so easily. Rasputin, please add a Soundproofing Barrier to them. I'm afraid they will wake them up when the thunder strikes." Ulysses carefully pulled Cherie and Helen off of him, put them gently on his bed and covered them with blankets.

"In the name of Rasputin, Soundproofing Barrier." Rasputin immediately added a Soundproofing Barrier to Cherie and Helen who were asleep, so that no matter how big the thunder was, they would not wake up their dreams.

Ulysses' hunch had always been very accurate. A few minutes after Rasputin added the Soundproofing Barrier to Cherie and Helen, the storm came.

The dark clouds enveloped the whole earth in an instant, and the gust of wind roared wildly, like a symphony of chaos. In a short while, countless raindrops the size of soybeans poured onto this deserted island wantonly. Fortunately, the terrain of the cave where Ulysses lived was not low, so there was no danger of being submerged by water. The forest where Ulysses often practiced swordsmanship had been submerged several centimeters under the water due to its low terrain.

"Boom!" A flash of huge lightning suddenly pierced the dark sky, splitting a golden crack in the sky in an instant. The thunder that followed almost deafened Ulysses' ears.

"Ah!" Rasputin, who seemed to be frightened by thunder, suddenly hugged Ulysses tightly from behind, making Ulysses also startled.

"What, what's wrong? Rasputin?" Ulysses asked concernedly. He grabbed Rasputin's hand, but unexpectedly discovered that her hands, which should have been extremely warm, became extremely cold at this time.

"No, don't look back! I don't want you to see my face right now." Rasputin's voice trembled indescribably. In fact, not only the sound, but her body was also constantly trembling. Ulysses, who was hugged tightly by her, knew this.

"Rasputin, are you..." In fact, Ulysses didn't have to look back to know that Rasputin's face must be extremely pale now. It could be inferred from her trembling voice. But what Ulysses did not expect was that the sinking of Titan Poseidon left an indelible shadow in the mind of Rasputin, who had always been extremely strong.

"You are it right, I'm also really scared now. But it's not entirely because of Titan Poseidon. In fact, I have been afraid of storms since I was very young." Rasputin seemed to know the doubt in Ulysses' heart. She directly stated the reason for her abnormal behavior.

"Oh, No wonder..." Ulysses gave up on pulling away Rasputin's cold hands, letting her hug herself tightly.

"Thank you, Ulysses. I just need a while, just a while, please don't move for a while. Let me just stay like this." Rasputin said softly in Ulysses' ear.

"O...kay" Ulysses nodded, acquiescing to Rasputin's behavior.

Outside the cave, the storm was getting bigger and bigger.