Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

As for the dystopias, Rope had long since forgotten about Chariste's pleading expression.

"No problem! As long as it's your father, I can help you, Chariste, just say it!"

"Thank you. I hesitated for a long time, and after thinking about it, I still feel that you can solve it most directly and once and for all."

Chariste took a deep breath and said slowly.

"The reason for this is the meeting between our sisters and you this time..."

Then, the goddess of knowledge told Rope the main points of this incident, as well as Samona's morbid tendencies and worries.

The more he listened, the more serious his expression became, and he finally frowned.

It's a different kind of Shura field...

"Samona...Is this the case now?"

he asked.

Charlie nodded.

"I'm afraid her heart is more distorted than I saw. Father, Samona is also your daughter after all. I hope you have pity and don't blame and punish her for this incident."

The girl lowered her eyes.

"Actually, I reported her thoughts to you, Father, and I have already betrayed the trust of Sister Somona. I really don't want things to go in a worse direction... Father, is that okay?"

"Well, of course."

Rope nodded, then pinched his eyebrows.

"I have a certain responsibility for Samona becoming like this... No, it should be said that I have all the responsibility."

A trace of guilt spread in Rope's heart.

In particular, Somona's "adopted daughter" statement hit the spot.

Rope does have a similar view of creation to Samona, the righteous daughter who was transformed from the evil of this world in the moon world.

When Somona was born, even if he had a short-term fatherly love, he was diluted by the responsibility of the next trial.

"Please don't say that."

Chariste put Rope's hand on her face and comforted her father gently.

"You are not wrong, you have responsibilities that must be fulfilled, for the sake of a long and real future. His Majesty Nyarlathotep has not neglected, and fulfilled the agreement with you. Samona understands this future even more. Because of the importance, I gladly followed His Majesty Nyarlathotep to her kingdom of God. It can only be said that Samona's heart disease is the product of a few correct and timed brewing."

Rope closed his eyes, still remembering Samona's thousand-year agreement.

After a moment, he stood up.

"Charlest, follow my orders."

"Yes!"

The goddess of knowledge knelt on the ground and bowed her head deeply in front of her father.

"Bring all my daughters, including Somona, to me."

Rope said.

"No matter what the hell they're up to and how much they want to win favor, put them aside. If they still admit that they are my daughters, let them not hesitate."

"Yes, my father!"

Chariste was happy to be ordered by her father.

In this way, Somona can achieve happiness without acting extreme, and eliminate the panic that has been brewing for a long time.

As she had seen from her mother's records, the father was really a very gentle and considerate existence when he treated his own people.

Chariste liked her father even more.

Chapter [-] The Withered Lord, Daughter of Cthugya

The world is cheering, the world is burning.

The originally pure blue sky was rendered crimson red, and the heat that was about to reach the temperature of the sun ruthlessly deprived the planet of all moisture.

In this environment, let alone humans, even some of the most heat-resistant microorganisms cannot survive.

Pest has the privilege of seeing what the end of the world really looks like.

Kneeling on the mountain pass of the volcano, a gloomy twilight enveloped her, providing Pester with the most basic living space.

She was a noble lady half a month ago, and it was really difficult for her to put the scene in front of her within the scope of common sense.

- This is a battle between demons and demons.

Both are rulers and queens of flames, and they come and go in the scorching sky, venting their anger.

"It's so stubborn, shouldn't it be Anilion, do you think you can compete with me, the son of the "Blaster", on the flames? "

The girl had long, blood-like hair just like her mother.

It has red vertical pupils like a cat, and its limbs are composed of the purest flames.

Beauty's cheeks were full of annoyed contortions.