Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Chariste didn't know her own mother at all.

But this lack of understanding is also a kind of understanding.

The secretive and mysterious style is so far-reaching that the deep eyes spanned countless years. At the beginning of the war, only she knew what the person who was in the war was thinking.

"Are you talking off topic?"

Anilaine tapped on the table.

"Isn't the point of guarding against Nuts the Winged of Light?Speaking of which, why haven't you seen Somona and her father for so long? "

"Last night, my father stayed in Sister Somona's room."

Chariste said with a slight hesitation, and then added another sentence.

"a whole night."

The scene suddenly became deadly silent.

Lina frowned slightly, Anilain whistled, and Saya smiled ambiguous.

Astrid had an expression of wanting to kill, and her long red hair was on fire.

"That guy must be using his own pity as an adopted daughter to lure Father Father! It's unforgivable, even though I just reconciled with her on the surface last night, I still dare to do such a thing!"

"You're just jealous, aren't you? Sister Astrid."

Saya breaks through Astrid's disguise.

Astrid tapped the table with both hands and shouted in anger.

"That's right! I'm just jealous! Why wasn't I the one who was by my father's side last night?"

The explosion of divine fire instantly burned the expensive long table to ashes.

The ash then reverts back to its original state in the time-reversal effect.

"This is Father's palace, don't be presumptuous, Sister Astrid."

Chariste said admonishingly.

"Sister Somona has scars on her heart. It is natural for Father to choose to appease. Don't be too envious. We have a chance in the long-term future. Now let's go ahead and announce the matter to our respective mothers."

"Charlister, you're starting to get sidetracked again."

"Isn't what I said true?"

Not to be outdone, Chariste looked directly at Anilion.

After a while, Rope's sons collapsed on their chairs like deflated balls.

"Take your time, everything depends on your father's choice, we can only play a limited role in our hurry..."

"……makes sense."

Chapter [-]: Naiako's big business, the king of the fallen family

""The Winged One of Light" Nutz? "

Rope repeated the name that came out of Chariste's mouth, frowning.

Holding the glass in his hand, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the curtain, and the ensuing breeze blew away Rope's body and the woman's charming fragrance.

Shaking the round ice cubes in the glass, the black-haired youth asked slowly.

"So long after Astrid and Nutz fought, is there no vision at Fomalhaut? Logically, if there is any doubt, Nutz should immediately go to Fomalhaut to determine whether it was Cthugya who did it. The devil is right."

"Astrid has just contacted His Majesty Cthugya, and there is no trace of the King of the Celestial Clan visiting Fomalhaut. Nuts itself symbolizes the source of the multiverse light element. Young sister Astrid may You won't be able to tell the difference, but His Majesty Cthugya will never misunderstand."

"That's weird... Could it be that Nuts really thought that this was just a stupid farce where the cultists called on the authority of the Old Ones to lead to the destruction of the world?"

"Astrid appeared in front of Nutz as an incarnation, and this possibility cannot be ruled out."

"Um……"

Luo Pei thought about thousands of possibilities, but the information he got so far was really limited, so he could only rub his brows and give up.

"Although I'm looking forward to that Miss Angel ignoring the meeting with Astrid and classifying it as a normal event. But anyway, this is the final stage before my coronation, and I have to plan for the worst."

"You mean?"

"If necessary, I will carry out the coronation ceremony in advance."

Rope's own power was enough for him to be crowned immediately and thrown into Azathoth's mother's womb.

Azalea is also fully prepared, and will return to the body at any time when Rope reaches the gods, and carry out the birth of the fourth pillar of gods.

But Rope himself didn't want to do it in the bottom of his heart.

Just like winemaking, it's not perfect if it's too hasty.

It is necessary to accumulate more strength, until it is satisfied and mellow, and the wine harvested is the best.

"I will try my best to avoid this situation for my father."

Chariste said very seriously.

She could hear her father's reluctance for the urgent coronation, and for this, her daughter and goddess had to think of something.