Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

- but it is necessary.

"I didn't use the "Master-Apprentice Contract" to give you a direct order because I wanted to wake you up. It seems that I think too much now..."

"But I forgive you, who made you the first disciple of "our"?Let me enlighten you, and do another multiple-choice question. "

Just like when he forced Sena to become his own disciple, Kesma continued.

His right hand instantly turned into a dark green tentacle, pulling the blond boy to him, pressing his face down on the ground.Under Juli, the boy's eyes began to bloodshot and turn red, and his skull creaked, but he couldn't make a whimper because his mouth was blocked.

"Everyone has a scale in his heart to measure everything in the world with his own eyes. Now there are two paths in front of you. One is to kill the young man in front of him for his own future and to please me, and use you The knife in his hand slits his neck and becomes a murderer."

Kesma paused and put on a weird smile.Seeing this expression, Sena almost reflexively hugged her shoulders and bit her lower lip tightly.

"...are you going to kill me?"

"Hehe, how could it be. Don't worry, you will be fine with both options, you just need to make a choice." He scratched the floor with his left hand, and the marble floor was plasticized like plasticine, turning into A building similar to a school.

Sena knew the building, it was the school she had attended.

Chapter [-] Growth, Divinity Fusion (Part [-])

"The other is that because you resisted being a teacher, angry monsters need blood to fill their anger, so more than [-] teachers and students in Avosta Girls' High School have to pay with their lives, but they have nothing to do with you. It doesn't matter, you don't need to be stained with any blood...you know what? Teacher, I am a moody monster."

"The "one" who bears sin and the "fourteen hundred" who have nothing to do with you, what is your choice? "

A fluttering sentence pushed Sena to a dead end.

This feeling of oppression emanating from the nerves made this seventeen-year-old girl almost feel the pain of suffocation.

How to choose?Protect the boy in front of you and watch your teacher kill your classmates and teachers?No, you can't.

But if he didn't kill the boy, with his teacher's character, what he said would definitely come true... Sena thought of the corpses scattered outside the door, and she felt chills all over.

Under these two dilemmas, the girl didn't even know herself, and she silently made a measure in her heart.

- The measure of "one" and "one thousand four hundred".

A juvenile who has never met before and the classmates, teachers, and friends who know each other.

Killing this teenager, because of satisfying the teacher, innocent students can escape the tragic fate of being killed.In other words, I saved them by myself... Just the sacrifice of one person can be exchanged for the survival of thousands of people...

——Are you a "hero"?

The noun that suddenly popped up in his mind startled Sena.

Her hand clenching the knife has begun to tremble, which is proof that her heart is swaying.

Seeing this, Kesma nodded with satisfaction.

This is what he wants.

The most difficult thing for human beings is to take the first step. As long as the first step is completed, the rest is only a matter of time.Sooner or later, his disciple Sena Artem will become an indifferent monster of "Oh, kill another one", and become the best and orthodox Cthulhu mystic just like him now.

This is education... Kesma sighed sincerely in his heart, the satisfaction of teaching a man how to fish almost filled his heart.

To this end, he added another fire.

"Why do you put your position in the perspective of the perpetrator?" For the sake of his first disciple, Kesma has done his best.

"Think about it, I ordered you to kill him, you are just a knife, you cut the boy's throat, and nothing else. Not only that, but your career as a mystic will be one step closer. , I will teach you the real supernatural power, when the time comes wealth, power, women... Well, you don't need this. All in all, why not do something that is very beneficial to you and is not responsible for it?"

"..." Sena opened her mouth, but she had nothing to say.

"You can even hold that belief. You saved a school teacher and student from a monster, and Sena is a 'hero'!saviour!Sacrificing one person to save countless people is happening everywhere, why do you reject it?Do you hear your classmates and teachers shouting "Sena Artem. That ordinary girl is now a hero"! "

Dyeing the white paper black, Kesma's heart is beating violently, it is not the natural reaction of the body, but the joy and admiration of Nyarlathotep, one of the three pillar gods, "Chaos". "Octahedron" was directly transmitted to Kesma's soul, and even Rope, who was far away in China, felt the excitement.

I'm finally waking up...

The fusion of divinity and soul made the evil god in the void want to sing with joy. Its chaotic and indeterminate body devoured one planet after another, and began a joyous self-feast.

Coax it!Use heresy!Be tempted!Use fame and fortune!Twist the world and humanity!Chaos is the eternal truth, and order is only false bondage and rhetoric!

"What's your choice? Sena Artem."

Perhaps the power was too great, and the enhancement brought by the fusion of divine nature did not make Kesma feel strange, and he devoted himself to educating his disciples.

"I……"

Sena uttered a word, followed by a long silence.

Kesma, who has strict requirements on time, also forgave her leniently, because he knew that the waste now is absolutely worth it.

——There are still thirty minutes left before the completion of the "other world".

Just when Kesma was about to get impatient, Sena finally took action.

Like a beginner, she stood up with the knife in her hand.The black pantyhose got a little dust from sitting on the ground for too long, but this did not affect the overall beauty of the girl.

It's not like a murder at all, Sena's expression is as if she just attended the grade party, but she has not been invited by any boys.

The trembling hand reached out to the blond boy, and Kesma released his tentacles and released his body freedom, but because of the movement, the cloth that bound the boy's mouth fell off.

"Big, big sister! Please, please don't kill me! I won't cause you any trouble, as long as you let me go, even if this adult kills the students and teachers of that school, I will give them to them. Family members are satisfied with monetary compensation! So, please don't kill me!"

The young man cried, he knew that the cold-blooded monster behind Qiu was different from the all-killing magic association. Although he was young but full of scheming, he obviously saw the hesitation of the girl in front of him, and was making full use of his advantages to survive.  …

"I'm sorry..." Sena said dryly.