Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Now, her understanding seems to be wrong.

But frankly speaking, Pest is not ready to serve the monarch with beauty.

"Your Majesty, I suddenly remembered that the master still needs me to serve..."

When Pest was trying to find an excuse to get out, there was an exclamation at the end of the corridor.

Before the girl could turn her head to see who it was, after a gust of wind passed, she was pushed away from Rope's embrace.

Light green hair fluttered in the air.

"My father is really partial! It's obvious that all of us daughters are going to serve you in groups! You are molesting my maid here!"

Daughter of Cthulhu, "God of Volcanoes and Power" Anilain.

After realizing who it was, Pest knelt down without hesitation.

Because Anilain is her true master, the god she must worship.

Rope reluctantly let Anilion rubbed around in his arms, touched her head and asked.

"Ani Laine, you should be sleeping at this time normally, why did you suddenly come to me?"

"My father came to my bedroom." Anileen said sweetly: "As long as there is any movement from you, no matter how indulgent sleep, I will wake up under the reminder of "Father Radar"! "

Father Radar?What the hell is that?

After thinking about it, Rope can only attribute it to the connection between his daughters and his soul.

Sleep is the link of superconsciousness, and as the daughter of the Eternal Sleeper, Anilain's sixth sense is definitely not far behind.

"Okay, I'm not teasing your maid." Rope said softly, "It's okay for Samona and Astrid to be noisy in front of me, I went out for a walk and just happened to meet Pestle. "

"Samona and Astrid arguing in front of you? Unforgivable!"

Anilein criticized the plastic sisterhood, and then posted it with a smile like a Sichuan opera.

"I will never annoy my father! Come to my bedroom, I will enter the dream world with my father, and relieve my irritability and mental exhaustion for my father..."

"Let's talk about it when I have a chance, I don't have a strong desire to sleep now."

Rope refused.

Anilain failed to invite pets, glanced at Pest, bit her nails and muttered.

"It turns out that my father likes this type of thing... I made a mistake, I knew I was like that from the beginning... Father, can I trouble you to clarify your preferences? I will reshape my body, and I will definitely You won't be disappointed!"

"What do you think I am, a top brass alchemist?"

He said so, but judging from the statistics of Rope's possession of girls of various colors, his rebuttal was very unconvincing.

Chapter [-] Small talk and the continuation of the spirit

Unable to hear a clear answer, Anilion was unrelenting for a while, and finally settled down under Rope's unbearable hand-knife sanctions.

After that, there were two more people walking.

Anilaine and Pest followed Rope and walked slowly into the garden of the magic palace.

Planted with plants that cannot grow in the normal ecological environment, the courtyard of the Demon Palace is completely ashamed of such a gloomy palace.Just like its popularity among Moon Rabbit Maid, it is a veritable cradle of fairy tales.

"Since you guys came, I've been busy with business, and I should have less greetings to you... Anileen, how does it feel to live here?"

Rope squatted down at will to watch the ripening of the dream fruit, and asked Anilion.

Anilaine, with her beautiful long light green hair swaying, made tea for Rope in the kiosk.

Pest was supposed to do these chores, but her gods wanted to do it herself anyway.

"Father, you don't have to feel such heavy guilt for us, as long as we can be by your side, we will be very happy no matter what happens, and the sisters all think so. You should also see that whenever I come to you, Xia Xia is very happy. Lister's sweet expression, right? That's the daughter of His Majesty Yog-Sothoth, isn't the impulse that can make her lose her divine essence the best portrayal of our daughters' feelings?"

"That's good. If I can't make my most important person happy, my final value as an unqualified father will disappear."

Rope took a bite of the dream fruit, and the sweet taste spread on the tip of his tongue.

This kind of fruit cultivated by the "God of Agriculture" community has always been a key item that the lower-level community is rushing to buy.Its fruit has the properties of prayer for the earth's harvest, which is of great help to the harvest of grain.

But in the useless magic palace in Vientiane, the value of the dream fruit is left with its unique taste.

"Anylain and Pest want to eat? They are growing very well."

"Thank you, Father!" Anileen happily took the fruit from Rope's hand. Looking at her appearance, I am afraid that even if Rope was holding lethal poison, the volcano goddess would happily drink it.

Compared to Anilein, Pest was much more restrained.

Especially when something like that happened just now, the blush on the girl's face still hasn't faded away.

"Thank you, I, I don't have to."

Pest said timidly.

When she saw Rope coming this way, she quickly pulled the seat away for the Demon King.

"Yes, what a pity."

Rope sat down and looked at Anilion, who was lying on the table opposite the seat, admiring him as if he was admiring a beautiful artwork, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Ani Laine, maybe you don't know, in the order of appearance, you are the eldest daughter of all my children."