Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The black-haired youth's eyes are very clear, and he only looks at Vera simply to appreciate beauty, and in his eyes, he is obviously more interested in Maxwell than Vera.

……what happened?

Endless, utterly confused.

"This... I'm sorry, Lord Azazel, I'm not questioning your goodwill, but can you let us hear the reason? After all, your identity makes us really dare not agree easily."

"I want to get something Maxwell holds, and I won't tell you exactly what it is."

Rope said.

"The deal is that Miss Vera is responsible for acting as the bait, saving me the trouble of finding a needle in a haystack and worrying about it. And I will destroy the culprit that has plagued Miss Vera for a long time, Maxwell's soul."

As Rope's "Vientiane is useless", most of the things in Little Garden are actually not worthy of his interest, and it is enough to simply increase his own strength.

But the "Third Permanent Organ" is an exception.

From nothing, the third kind of perpetual motion machine in fantasy.

Even Rope wanted to take a closer look at what that interesting knowledge looked like in his hands.

"This is too good for us, isn't it?"

"Everyone takes what they need. You think you are very beneficial, and I also think that I am very beneficial. This is the best state of cooperation." Rope tilted his head and continued to smile: "Besides, a beautiful lady like Vera, Isn't it normal that people can't help but help her?"

"Maxwell is a four-digit Demon Lord according to the judgment of the Hakonigari Center..."

"Who do you think I am?"

Ropey interrupted the Jack-o-lantern ramblings.

"Where is "Hell" set up, shouldn't I introduce it to you?jack. "

Jack-o-lantern was silent.

As the gathering place of evil, hell, like heaven, is set up in a three-digit place.

The "Hell Lord" Azazel in front of him was completely capable of blasting Maxwell out more than ten streets in terms of strength.

At this time, Vera, who had been silent, spoke up.

There is hope in her eyes, and under this kind of eyes, even a man of steel will become gentle, and the natural magic charm will be fully revealed.

"Can you really help me get that guy out of the way?"

"Make a promise in my name, and I will kill Maxwell the Devil completely."

Vera and Jack-o'-lantern naturally wouldn't know about Rope's persistence.

But they could hear the resolute and irrefutable tone of the hell monarch in front of them.

"I'm willing to promise you."

Vera nodded seriously.

"I'll help you attract that disgusting guy, so... please, let me get out of my nightmare, Lord Azazel."

"The deal is done, sweet lady."

Rope and Villa held hands together.

Chapter [-]: The Unsolved "Vientiane is Useless", the Possibility of Perpetual Motion

With the clues of the "Third Permanent Agency", Rope naturally threw away the matter of the fallen angels and followed Vera and Jack to their quarters.

As far as the size of the house is concerned, it is indeed full of land, which is almost called a manor.

The current small garden is not a peace period after all kinds of pacification. At the end of the dawn period, the major demon kings and vicious communities are raging. If you want to have a safe and secure home in the small garden, you can’t do it without a little strength.

"Ahaha, welcome Lord Azazel to the humble house."

After the jack-o-lantern opened the door, the surrounding silver candlesticks automatically lit the flames, illuminating the house very brightly.

"Because the community has not had time to establish, I can't come up with anything decent to entertain you, but I will try my best."

"It doesn't take so much trouble, material hospitality is optional for me."

Rope looked at the silver candlesticks and glass artefacts that served as decorations on the walls.

It has to be said that Vera and Jack-o'-lantern are both ingenious types.Even if the jack-o-lantern looks carefree, in fact the entire house is furnished by it and has an extraordinary aesthetic.

"The craftsmanship is really good."

The black-haired youth exclaimed.

The flames flickered inside Jack Pumpkin, clearly proud of being recognized by the superiors for its work.

"After I've sorted out Maxwell for you, can I give you a batch of orders? For metalwork and glass work, the prices are absolutely fair."

"Please don't say that. You can promise to help my master solve Maxwell's troubles, and we can't pay it back." Jack said: "If you like our little crafts, I will give you a gift. Good stuff."

"That's not okay, the two can't be confused, my order is another transaction."

Rope said with a smile.

"You have to build your own community, and there are many places that cost money and materials. My order will be very large, and you will also have the first start-up capital, so that the newly established community will not be so embarrassed."

"Oh, I really don't know how to thank you. After these days of traveling together, you are far more gentle and considerate than rumored."