Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

In fact, they were quite worried that Astrid would make a fool of himself in front of his father, and would not admit Somona's status, which would undoubtedly give the meeting an extremely bad start.

The result is good, even the fierce withered monarch has not lost the most basic judgment ability.

"Astrid of the four daughters." Rope nodded with a smile: "Looking at you, I thought of His Majesty Ketugya, you and her humanoid long hair color is exactly the same. Of course, your arrogance is also So similar."

"Thank you...Thank you, my father..."

Astrid's appearance can't be called an evil god at all, it's purely a fan act of seeing someone who has been worshiping for a long time.

- Complete superstition.

"Next is..."

"Yes, my father."

Lina took a step forward, gracefully held the folding fan in her right hand, bowed her head slightly, and gracefully raised the skirt of her dress in a salute.

"Lina of the three daughters, and on behalf of His Majesty Hastur, pays you the highest homage. May the stars and the void be with you, and may your throne always be held high between the Sources."

"Hasta? I really didn't expect that His Majesty's child would be so full of elegance."

"Father, Lina is just pretending to be a good baby, actually..."

"Ani Laine!"

Lina blushed and stared fiercely at the volcano goddess.

"How can you be so rude in front of your father!"

"Everyone has negotiated to be more natural, but you acted alone."

There was no sleepiness on Anilain's pretty cheeks.

She pushed Lina away with a smile and walked to the front of the sons of Rope.

"Father, shouldn't you blame me for being rude?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. You are all my heirs, and of course I want to see your truest side." Luo Pei waved his hand with a soft smile.

"It's too troublesome to introduce you one by one." Anilain scratched his head: "I am the child of Cthulhu, Anilain, the second daughter. The one in the white dress over there is the child of His Majesty Shabu, the fifth sister. As for Sister Somona and Sister Chariste, your father should know about it, right?"

"Sister Anilian, you really are."

Saya glared angrily at Anilion.

"I finally saw my father, but you deprived me of the opportunity to talk to my father..."

"Don't argue, you all come to me, we have time to talk properly. I also like Anilein's straightforward introduction."

Ropey soothed Saya's dissatisfaction, and focused his attention on Somona.

"Samona."

"Yes!"

The malicious goddess trembled all over, and raised her head in fear.

After the plan went bankrupt, she was worried that her father would hate her for the scheming plan.

Samona has been worrying about this on the way to the magic palace since Chariste issued the order.

But when her eyes met her father, the handsome black-haired young man, the blameless pity in his father's eyes made Samona feel the urge to cry.

"Father, I..."

Somona wanted to say something apologetic, but was interrupted by Ropey raising her hand.

"Charlest told me, I know."

Rope said softly.

"Don't blame Charist for telling me about you, she is for your own good, and you won't resent it for your sister, right?"

"Um……"

"Okay, now you have another thing to do. Come, right in front of me, you should know what to do, Somona."

Hearing this, Somona nodded, closed her eyes, turned around, and bowed deeply to the sons of Rope.

"Because of my willfulness and stupidity, I am really sorry for making all my sisters humiliated and fooled!"

"It's okay, Sister Somona."

"None of you will care, will you, Astrid?"

"Yes, yes, I have forgotten..."

No matter what they thought in their hearts, the girls never dared to disobey their father's expectations at the moment, all of them responded to Somona's apology with smiling faces like a spring breeze.

Rope also saw this, and shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"...It's just that I am trapped by fate and can't take the responsibility of teaching you. Otherwise, it will not evolve into this situation at this moment. You should blame me."

"Father, if you say that, how should we answer it?"

Shaye stepped forward guiltily.

"I can only say that as your daughters, we regret that we have not grown in the direction you hoped for. You are not wrong, you are always right, and this is the truest reflection of the hearts of our sons of Rope!"