Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"...Okay, Chariste."

"The satisfaction of curiosity will naturally come after your trivial matters are resolved."

Leticia put another cup of black tea on the plate by Rope's hand, nodded with a smile, and quietly exited the door.

Chariste and Rope were the only ones left in the room.

The retro clock ticked past, and Rope was the first to open the topic.

"Charlister, isn't your mother Yogg Sotos?"

"Yes."

Chariste straightened her back and answered enthusiastically.

"I worship the gods of knowledge, wisdom, secret law, time, etc., I am indeed the son of my father, you and the one who unites all things!"

"No, you don't have to explain so clearly, I can distinguish the breath of the soul..."

Rope sighed and slowly recovered from his surprise.

"Daughter, daughter...Charlister, I hope you understand my current gaffe. After all, my biological daughter suddenly appeared in front of me, and it was difficult to adjust my mentality for a while. I'm still adjusting."

"It's okay, Father."

Chariste said apologetically.

"It's all my arbitrariness to cause such abrupt results. According to the plan, we should have used your priest to report, and then come one after another with your permission, but things are a little off track..."

"us?"

Rope chewed on the word, and a sense of strangeness rose in his heart.

"You mean, you're not the only one who came to me?"

"What are you talking about, Father? You should know that you are more than one of my heirs."

Chariste blinked her beautiful eyes.

"The son of Cthulhu, the son of Cthugya, the son of Hastur, the son of Shabu Nicholas, the son of Nyarlathotep. We have all come to congratulate you, who is about to be crowned, with the permission of Mother Mother. ."

"..."

can.

If you don't see each other, you can only hear the news. If you want to meet, everyone rushes over.

Rope felt his spine go numb.

This is not fear, nor joy, but a sudden and unacceptable phenomenon.

Running over without even saying hello is too unrealistic.

"Okay, come on, come on..."

Rope didn't even think about it, and stretched his body against the back of the chair.

A gentle smile slowly hung on the corner of his mouth, admiring his dazzling daughter.

"Forget about it, welcome you, my unquestionably lovely daughter. First meeting, I'm your immature and under-delivered father, Rope."

"Absolutely not! Please don't say that!"

Chariste retorted anxiously.

"My sisters and I understand what kind of road you are on, Father. You are going on such a hard and thorny road. There is no doubt about your greatness! We have no complaints at all, and we are all looking forward to you with joy. success!"

"Although you say that, your daughter is already a true god... In the end, your father is still a demigod, and I'm really ashamed to say it..."

Luo Pei has a feeling that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach.

But although his tone was a bit self-deprecating, the black-haired youth's expression was full of pride.

Hearing this, the corners of Charist's mouth twitched.

"...These are all thanks to Mother Mother's credit."

The goddess of knowledge actually wanted to spit on her father, but she held back.

With all her father's current strength, let alone a demigod, even an ordinary inferior evil god might not be his serious opponent.After the "head of all demons" Azathoth himself was crowned, and a high-rise building was built on this solid and terrifying foundation, it would be out of control.

Is "Leading the Evil God" really just a name?

Her father would be the most terrifying supreme deity ever known.

"No, no, no!"

Chariste shook her head sharply.

She stood up, walked to Rope, and squatted down, holding her father's hands.

"Father, I sneaked here to see you this time, not to deepen my relationship with you! Although your breath is really addicting... woo! In short, I hope that you can help me, father! When things are completely derailed Before!"

"help you?"

Rope came to the spirit as soon as he heard it.

Nothing is more important than a request to meet a biological daughter for the first time.