Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Oh? Do you actually already know the identity of the bodyguard?" Erica looked at Rope in surprise.

In her impression, her king only had a superficial understanding of various myths not long ago, but now she can directly guess Athena from Medusa.

"Anyway, I've been doing my homework for so long."

Rope sighed helplessly: "The incarnation of Veleslana's "Golden Sword" requires a lot of knowledge of the gods, and if you don't learn it, you won't be able to meet any unpopular gods in the future. "

"Where is it?" Erica smiled at Rope's side and lightly Wen.

"You defeated its original owner without that sword. Even if you lose those messy means, you are still the strongest king in my mind."

"Don't coax me."

Rope pushed Erica away in a funny way, then picked up the "Gorgon Stone" on the table and thought about it carefully.

"If it wasn't for his trump card last time, he was almost overturned by Weleslana. That guy really didn't cover it. He wasn't so tired when he played Basatan."

This time, Rope also realized that the power "Sigh of the Shallow Sea" that he usurped to Basatan was not perfect.

- It relies too much on "water".

After being completely dehydrated or having been expelled from the air by the enemy, Rope can hardly use any of the power's abilities except the essential water of death.

"But you still won."

"Haha, the goddess of fate seems to like me a little more." Rope said haha, unwilling to explain the reason in detail.

"Then what about the final decision on this "Gorgon Stone", King? "

"Go and tell Paul Browntree, that god of disobedience, I, Rope, took over!"

Holding the divine tool tightly, Rope said decisively.

-

At the same time, in Rome, the capital of Italy, the goddess of darkness descended here.

On the very common obelisk, a young girl quietly appeared.

Silver hair and black pupils, off-white wool shirt, black long-leg socks, brown round-toed leather shoes, and a cute cat-ear-shaped soft hat... I don't know this goddess of war and wisdom. What do you think? Dress up like a Japanese high school student.

The young goddess glanced at the city indifferently, and then whispered to herself.

"Has the "snake" left... this feeling..."

Just relying on the residual breath, Athena locked the current locked position of her divine tool.

But what surprised her was the feeling that came from the "Gorgon Stone".

Ocean, death, victory, steel, storm.

Undoubtedly, the existence that the disobedient gods hate the most and wish to expel him from this earth - Campione, the Fool's Son!

"Have you been oppressed in the hands of an ancient enemy... You really belong to Hermes' sect."

The goddess complained angrily.

She's not in full shape now, with about a third of the strength of her heyday, and it would be unwise to fight a powerful godslayer in this situation.

But Athena had no intention of retreating.

The wise "Snake" of the Trinity has an absolute bond with her. This bond ultimately guides her and protects her, and then, just like before, she will win the final battle.

"I ask for the Gorgon Stone, the Serpent of the Ancients. Guide my desires, and guide the journey of the Queen of Disobedience. Grant me the wisdom of darkness, earth, and sky again!"

The goddess uttered an oath-like voice and searched for the whereabouts of the "Gorgon Stone".

Word spirit and divine power mixed together, looking for the "line" in the air - the inextinguishable pull called the past.

After a while, she opened her dark pupils.

"—Mediterranean, "Snake" is still in this country. "

The young body disappeared from the obelisk in an instant, heading towards his hometown, a small island in the Mediterranean Sea.

From the beginning to the end, the hundreds of pedestrians around did not notice the silver-haired young goddess.

Chapter [-] The Darkness Comes From Treading Water

It was night, and the center of Sardinia's town was still lit up like day.

Due to the very developed tourism industry, the local residents in the town who have nothing to do will come out at night to set up stalls, sell some of their own food, or other handicraft souvenirs. Over time, this has almost become a custom. Only after twelve o'clock will Sardinia really be deserted.

On the grounds that he wanted to go shopping alone, Rope got rid of the two knights who had been very attached to him recently, and took a small bag of seasoned rice balls he just bought for a leisurely walk in the street, enjoying the exotic atmosphere of Sardinia.

'Azalea, I have a question for you. '

'Um? '

'You said earlier that completing another quest 'clearing the presence of the disobedient god' requires attention to 'civilization'.What is the meaning of this. '

'I can't say it's beyond my authority. '

'Not at all? ' Rope asked reluctantly.

'Not at all! '

Azalea replied to Rope with absolute certainty, regardless of her past relationship.