Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"Boom boom——"

Although it was empty, the steel behemoth that could carry a weight of thirty tons still made a huge and dull roar when it was reignited.

In the thick black smoke, Father Dawn drove away in the trailer without any hesitation, after greeting Roland through the rearview mirror.

Although there was nothing unusual on his face, and the car was moving forward flexibly and steadily thanks to his superb driving skills, one could still more or less sense the driver's urgency to leave from the flowers and plants on both sides of the road that were drooping under the wind pressure caused by physical inertia.

Roland watched the car disappear around the corner of the road and shook his head in amusement.

From Lord Ruoke's prayer to my Ken's classic questions and answers, if it were the group of believers he met before coming here, it would not be surprising even if they excitedly knelt down and kissed his toes.

After all, although this is not an explicit statement, even people who have not read Christian classics will unconsciously associate it with the identity of the Son of God.

However, it is precisely because Father Dawn is just an ordinary believer that he can understand this point better.

It's not that he doesn't have the kindness to sacrifice, but he also knows that it is a potential that can only be unleashed at a specific moment.

But the courage and awareness required to become a disciple was indeed a bit difficult for Father Dawn.

It would be fine if it was just a vague hint, but if Roland suddenly said, "Kids, I'm back," then there would be no way out.

"Am I some kind of rule weirdo?"

Roland couldn't help but complain.

Although as a demon god of Christianity, I cannot be considered a fake in any way as I have seamlessly connected to the Bible, but it may be because I am used to the style of "A Certain Magical Index" where demons are rampant and characters of all sizes dare to jump out and fight with the demon god.

Being treated so respectfully yet reservedly still made Roland feel a little weird.

However, this caution cannot be said to be unfounded.

Putting aside the mysterious decline, it is almost semi-public common knowledge among high-level officials that the future of the world is difficult to predict. Even the inhibitory force, which is something that cannot be touched or seen but does exist, is also noticed by many seekers who pursue the path of magic and its roots.

Although they are not at the level of magicians and can hardly feel the existence of the other party, although Type-Moon magicians are often criticized for their personalities, they cannot be faulted in their pursuit of the rules themselves.

Since we cannot perceive it ourselves, we can infer the source through the traces left behind when the material world is disturbed.

For example, after recognizing the inevitable fact that a disaster that will cause a reversal of the world order will be suddenly destroyed by an unknown entity, we can reversely compare it with major events in history and the times when those saints and heroes appeared.

Those disasters that appear briefly in the records and then disappear without a trace can naturally detect certain subtle adjustments.

Just like Araya Soren, although he recognized that the restraining force was also part of the other party's control, he recognized it and that's it.

Instead of thinking about the logic behind this, it is better to accept the result and protect the present.

Based on this policy, the Holy Church reached a consensus with the Magic Association on preventing the spread of mystery.

The gas explosion in Fuyuki City and the disappearance of the Pacific Fleet in the light that illuminated the entire sky in Tokyo at midnight have not caused any commotion so far. The church can be said to have made great efforts.

Heroes who should not exist in the world correspond to disasters that are difficult to deal with. Under such a simple equation, this approach is so safe that Roland can't find any fault with it.

Although he can ensure that his actions do not show any sign of restraint from anyone, from another perspective, isn't the thing that interests him now also a different kind of disaster for the world?
Roland pondered for a while, his eyes flickering slightly.

In his mind, he recalled something——

That was when he had just returned, bid farewell to Fuyuki City, and ran to Guanfu City to be affectionate with Miss Ryougi.

Because of her personality and experience, Ryougi Shiki is one of the most shy women in Roland's harem when it comes to the night.

So it was fine only in normal times, but in broad daylight, even if the favorability exceeded the upper limit, the girl would always reluctantly express resistance.

But since Roland was much thicker and more patient than Miss Liangyi in this regard, he succeeded every time, so much so that later on, this almost developed into a unique interest between the two of them.

"No...it really can't..."

Looking at Roland approaching and his outstretched claws, Ryougi Shiki sat on the ground in a duck sitting position. Her snow-white kimono was slightly wrinkled, and her elastic buttocks made the fabric slightly tight.

Following the curve of the spine, the valley sandwiched between two round hills draws an extremely beautiful arc.

The girl gently bit a strand of messy hair that was sticking to her mouth, her eyes were blurry, as if she was drunk, and her pretty face was flushed.

"It's almost time for morning practice. Every time I leave after practice, it's the time for father to go to the gym. So, at least let's stop here this morning, right?"

——You know, she brought Roland back to Liang Yi's house openly last night and let him stay in her own room.

The next morning, he skipped his morning exercise which had become his daily routine so blatantly. The meaning was too obvious.

Even though she knew her father wouldn't say anything about it, when she thought of his strange expression afterwards, Miss Liangyi's shame was almost reaching the sky.

But obviously, for Roland who was already in the state, such words had no effect at all.

"But, morning exercise itself is more about attitude than the environment or form, right?"

"So, if I help you vent your anger in a different way, you can forgive me?"

Ryougi Shiki asked tentatively.

"No, what I mean is... is morning exercise so inconvenient?"

Roland said with a smile.

The burning gaze seemed to penetrate the girl's thin kimono and linger on her exquisite curves.

Even without looking in the mirror, Ryougi Shiki could feel that her pretty face must have turned red, like the fiery clouds in the sky.

As if infected by the temperature, even her throat became a little dry, and the fair skin exposed from the collar of her kimono was covered with crystal beads of sweat.

In the sunlight shining through the cracks, there is a radiance that makes people unable to take their eyes away.

"Who says this isn't morning exercise? As long as you keep a vigorous mindset, it can be considered a form of exercise anywhere."

Such sophistry is difficult to refute for Ryougi Shiki, who is stubborn.

In the past, she would most likely have obeyed obediently, but after experiencing it herself, she could no longer convince herself with such remarks.

With that kind of overwhelming satisfaction, there is no room for anything else in the mind!
There was a gurgling light in the girl's dark eyes.

"Woo..."

She forced herself to hold on to her last bit of clarity and wanted to refuse, but when she opened her mouth involuntarily, she suddenly realized that her originally stern and ethereal voice had become extremely soft.

There was a hint of ambiguous charm in her tone.

As a young girl, I had seen such scenes in comics.

At that time, she sneered at the performance of various heroines in this situation.

This is also a matter of course.

Whether it was shouting in panic, still not realizing her own situation like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, or pretending to be calm without saying a word, none of these were in line with Miss Liang Yi's character.

If it were me, I would definitely use more courageous and clear resistance to express my will clearly.

But now, Miss Liangyi regretted her arbitrary evaluation a little.

Sometimes, some seemingly weak resistance and humiliating pleas for mercy are not actually a rejection themselves, but an alternative invitation.

In order to give oneself an excuse to put aside self-esteem and obey desires.

It’s not that we didn’t resist, but that resistance was useless.

After all, she couldn't really activate the Death Perception Mystic Eyes to break free, and it was unclear whether her Mystic Eyes would be effective against Roland now...

Anyway, I can settle the score with the other party after I sober up, so it’s okay to stop these meaningless actions for now, right?

As Roland got closer, Ryougi Shiki's body gradually relaxed from its previous stiffness.

Indescribable emotions surged up from my heart.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly with her increasingly rapid breathing, like a baton in the hands of a musician, echoing the girl's rising and falling chest. "So."

Roland's fingers gently brushed Ryougi Shiki's beautiful silk hair, slid down her hot cheeks, and soon fell to her collar.

"I'll take that as your agreement?"

Ryougi Shiki didn't answer, but raised her swan-like slender white neck and closed her eyes.

This silent answer made Roland lick his lips.

Just as he was preparing for the next move with ease, Miss Liangyi, who was half lying down and trying hard to suppress her moans, took the initiative to hook her arms around Roland's neck.

This is an action that a girl will only take when she is so excited that she can no longer control herself.

Roland looked at Ryougi Shiki's face in surprise.

But what he met were not those hazy eyes, but a pair of inky black eyes that were like a bottomless spring.

The girl's previous blushing expression turned into a kind, maternal smile.

If the previous Ryougi Shiki seemed stern and cold, like a lotus blooming alone on a snowy mountain, she now looks much older, elegant and charming, like a classical beauty that only exists in stories, full of feminine charm.

"{Mode}?"

This huge change in expression and temperament made Roland recognize the other person instantly.

"What's wrong? Can't it be me?"

The moment her name was called, the girl smiled softly.

That smile was sly yet gentle. If it was on any other girl, it would definitely reveal the temperament of a little devil. However, in front of the Root Style, which was the embodiment of the Root's personality, it would only make people feel perfect and holy.

"Or are you disappointed by this feeling of being neither here nor there?"

"That's not the case at all, but I'm a little confused when I have to stop enjoying the food. However, since the object is {式}, it doesn't matter."

As Roland spoke, he caressed the girl's smooth skin lingeringly.

"Compared to the peace of mind that comes from meeting {式} here, any unhappiness will just vanish into thin air."

This is Roland's heartfelt thought.

On the one hand, restricted by the paradoxical logic of the heavenly ritual, even the root ritual that transcends the circle of time can only appear at a specific moment, and every bit of time the two spend together is precious.

On the other hand, compared to before, Roland, who already has a multiverse worldview, can now understand the beauty of the Vortex of Origin more clearly.

Returning to Type-Moon, and talking to the current {Shiki}, Roland felt the ubiquitous vortex of the root up close, and he felt as warm as if he was lying in his mother's arms.

"A smooth-talking child."

Such a sincere statement made the girl raise her beautiful eyebrows.

"However, being able to speak sincerely from the heart in such a situation is also a unique talent of yours."

"I'll take it as a compliment, but since you've shown up, does that mean you have something serious to discuss with me?"

"Well, not exactly."

{Shi} Jia's blue eyes flickered slightly, "But it is generally true. Although Xiao Aige can convey it, some information can only be delivered by me in person."

"I understand."

Hearing that there was something important to discuss, Roland propped himself up slightly, intending to get up first. After all, their current posture was a bit indecent.

however--

The moment he straightened up, the girl's lithe body responded.

A pair of slender legs, with the blush of excitement still not fading, were slightly raised and wrapped around him like a long whip.

"Um, style? It's hard to pull out like this..."

Roland, who was locked up tightly without even having time to turn over, raised his head in confusion.

"It's not necessary."

{式} Her beautiful eyes drooped slightly, her face calm, "Although this is a serious matter, given your current level, we have plenty of time and opportunity, so we can discuss it slowly later."

"Besides, this feeling of being neither up nor down must be very uncomfortable."

"So, just keep moving."

The girl's voice was as clear as a silver bell.

At this distance, Roland could clearly feel the intoxicating fragrance and heat.

"Well, but Shiki and I have come this far..."

But before sinking into this tenderness, Roland still retained the last bit of desire to survive.

This is not because he has great moral integrity, but because when he took revenge on Araya Souren last time, Ryougi Shiki was already feeling resentful about having his head robbed by {Shiki}.

This time, the control was suddenly snatched away when the process was halfway through. For Miss Liangyi, who did not get to enjoy it for a moment and had to take the blame, it was undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation.

If it was another girl she wasn't familiar with, she might have given up because of her cold personality.

But if the one who did it was Gen-shiki, who already had a criminal record, this would probably be the kind of face-to-face NTR that only Ryougi Shiki could experience.

"It's really too much to say something like ntr."

{式} curled his lips in disapproval.

"Although it is a body, my existence is not possession, spirit, assimilation, etc., but the original owner of this body. Shiki and Ori are the existences that were born because of me."

"But I have to watch her being affectionate with you. If I were to tell the whole story, I would be the one who suffered."

It seems... that's the truth?

Such a sincere killer move stunned Roland, who was used to sophistry, and he stared blankly at the beauty in front of him.

Looking at Roland's expression, {Shi} smiled even more happily.

"Also, I know that taking away the benefits and leaving the blame to others is a very bad move, so I just compromised a little bit."

"Compromise?"

"Yes, although I have taken control of Shiki away, I haven't blocked her perception now, okay?"

"Besides being unable to do anything but watch me act, she will feel everything I feel now and in the future at the same time."

{式}'s expression is very bright.

"I'm not a demon after all."

——gritting teeth.

Although it was only for a moment, it seemed like an illusion.

But Roland was certain that Ryougi Shiki had suddenly revealed a very cold and indescribable expression.

But before he could ask, {Shiki} naturally reached out her hand, hugged the back of his head, and then used a little force to bury the boy's entire face in her soft bosom, while whispering in Roland's ear.

"So, there's no need to worry so much. Now, just focus on what's in front of you."

"You know, this is the source of your comings and goings that you've been thinking about for a long time?" (End of this chapter)