Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

In the middle of the city, the magnificent Balottic castle carved out of obsidian is a forbidden area inaccessible to all evil beings.

Gods and demigods live here.

Passing through the Hall of Crowns at the main entrance, in the apse, the black-haired young man was lying in front of a large table with a serious look.

Scattered around him were sheepskins, human skins, or other cult books made of biological leather, in a mess, as if they had not been sorted out in years.And the black-haired young man didn't care, he was so engrossed in the research in his hands that even if the sky was torn apart, it wouldn't affect his concentration.

The black goat cub standing in the room did not dare to make a noise to disturb the demigod. It could only reluctantly move its huge body and carefully clean up the abandoned test body in the room for Rope with its tentacles.

"It turns out that the gods have deprived their children of the divinity from the mother's womb... No wonder those false gods are so weak... Three-sevenths of the corrupted energy, four-sevenths of the normal body, except for those false gods. Apart from inheriting some illusory honors from the bloodline elders, I have not gained any power..."

Muttering to himself, Rope waved away the divine power aggregate in his hand, recorded the results he had just obtained himself in a book, and put it into the White Gospel.

This is followed by the development of a new war magic.

The prototype of the Kingdom of God is like a mountain of knives that is difficult to climb. If you don't find other research to fill it when you encounter a bottleneck, I am afraid that Rope will scratch the wall in pain.

Just as Ropey opened the scroll on the other side, a pair of jade hands covered his eyes from behind.

"Guess who I am~"

"..."

Rope wanted to complain.

In this city, who can quietly walk into his room and put his hands on his face, who else is there?

"Sister Shabu, I have to say that your game is really hard to compliment..."

The black-haired youth pushed Shabu's hands away from his face and turned his head as he spoke.

His voice stopped suddenly.

Just because there are some unexpected sights in front of me.

What Shabu was wearing today was not the usual pure white dress.

The religious clothing with black as the main color is usually called "nun's clothing".Shabu didn't wear a hat that covered her hair, and her long black hair reached her ankles, and she could see the white stockings from under the skirt.

"Little Rope guessed wrong~"

With a pure Virgin smile on Shabu's face, she held her hands in a prayer-like manner on her chest, and said in a soft tone.

"I'm a nun who dedicates my body and mind to God~ I'm not the "Sister Shabu" as you say.Although I can't extricate myself from looking at Rope's appearance, I am addicted to evil ways, but if you can repent from the heart, I will personally explain the truth in the classics for you and lead you to the "world of God"~"

Shab Nicholas is an evil god who understands people's hearts.

Rope confirmed this again.

The other evil gods he met, although they would not refuse if they strongly requested them, they would never take the initiative to play "role-playing" games like Shabu.

The black-haired youth smiled knowingly, backhanded Shabra into his arms, and entered the play at the speed of light.

"Miss nun, thank you for being willing to redeem my sinful soul, but my body is stained with filth, and I can't get rid of it. I don't know what to do now."

"It's okay~"

Shab clutched his chest.

"Let me wash Rope's sins, the responsibility of the nun is here."

The black goat cub had already exited the room at some point, leaving the demigod and the god to play.

After the twilight of the underworld fell, Rope, who was "washed" by the nun, felt refreshed, and the spirit of the fifty-five days of research was also well replenished.

"What will little Rope do next time?" Shabu put her chin on Rope's shoulder: "Miko? Maid? Or your favorite gothic loli?"

"The last one doesn't quite match your current body, Sister Shabu, doesn't it?"

"Don't underestimate me."

Shabu lightly tapped the black-haired youth's forehead with her index finger.

"Like other gods, I am also an indeterminate existence. Little Ropey wants to see what I am, and naturally I will become what I am."

"Um……"

Rope thought seriously.

"Then next time, Sister Shabu, come and play with me in the drama of "the arrogant lady under the fence".Maybe I'll be a little rough, you shouldn't mind, right? "

"Oh, of course not."

Shab Nicholas looked at Rope, who began to ramble about her troubles in the kingdom of God, his eyes became more and more gentle.

There may be some mimetic characters at work, but Shabu is indeed attracted to Rope.

She finally understood why her ex-husband, Hastur, was fascinated by Rope.That is different from the attitude of other occultists, the spirit of never-ending climbing, and the soul that shines like a supernova, all of which are the secret treasures that the evil god desires.

Coupled with Rope's special status, Shabu has some regrets. Why did it take so long to get in touch with such a delightful Summoner? Should be there in person.

After a while, just as the two were about to discuss the relationship between nuns and believers, a dense breath of life came from below the city.

"Ok?"

"Oh yeah."

Shabu covered her mouth and smiled.