Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"big sister?"

The boy's eyes became desperate, followed by hysterical madness.

"Beasts! Female cousin! You are all monsters! What heroes! You are just a murderer! Even in the deepest part of hell, there is no place for you in the hot oil pan! You are destined to degenerate to the deepest Weird place..."

He had no chance to speak the rest of the curse.

Sena's knife was very sharp, and it cut the boy's throat with almost no hindrance. The high-pressure blood splattered the girl, turning her into both coquettish and cruel.

"Teacher... do you want to use this corpse to summon monsters?" She looked at the formation behind her, her eyes were gray. "You told me to draw without a single mistake. I was an art student in school."

Sena Artem took her first step towards becoming a mystic.

“Perfekt (perfect)!”

Ksema uttered a compliment in Swedish, and he looked at Senna kindly, as gratified as seeing his growing child.

"You don't need Miss Hero at all, enjoy your sense of achievement, the hero who saved [-] people. You have officially graduated from the preparatory camp. When I finish my work, I will officially teach you the secrets that you didn't pass on" Lalaiye text". "

Looking at his watch, it was almost time for the scheduled time, and Kesma had to go out to complete the most critical part.

he said with satisfaction.

"My disciple, I am really happy to be a teacher, so I will give you free time today. Go back to see your mother and father... Oh yes, just in case, I will give you this." Ma lightly tapped between Sena's eyebrows, carving the divine emblem of the King in Yellow for her.

In this way, the madness of the other world will not be accidentally killed by the monsters.

"I wish you a happy meeting today." Kesma smiled and blessed.

He tidied up his clothes and walked out the door quickly.

Sena Artem was left standing alone, looking at the corpse of the boy who had turned cold.

Finally, she shrank in the corner, hugged her legs, and tears flowed from the corners of her dry eyes.

"Sorry……"

PS1: Sena. Emiya Kiritsugu. Artem (funny)

PS2: The long-lost second watch... I'm going to exert my strength after the new year, um. (serious face)

PS3: Automatically click 'X' for those who are uncomfortable with the plot, no need to express opinions in the book review area.What I wrote is the chaotic and evil protagonist, and if I choose the Cthulhu system, I am doomed to miss the goodness.

Chapter [-] Welcome back, old friend

After leaving the stronghold of the Magic Association, Kesma did not choose the same way to return to the hotel, but "wandered" on the street.

Liliana has been coaxed and coaxed out of this town by him, and even the members of the Bronze Black Cross have also been taken out, under the name of "The Magic Association of Other Nordic Countries", so he can let go of his hands and feet after a long absence, You don't have to worry about anyone at all and display your own terrorist plan.

Take a deep breath, that is the fragrance of freedom.

"The local population is [-], and the tourist population is [-]. Swedes, British, Americans, Germans, Chinese... A grand sacrifice of [-] people in total..."

The corners of Kesma's mouth cracked, and she sneered bitterly.

"This "gift" is too wasteful for someone you don't know! "

There are only a few Old Dominators who maintain a good relationship with Rope.The attitude is unknown, the "Sleeping God" Cthulhu who seems to have some kind of abacus, the silent "King in Yellow" Hastur, the "Polluter" Igoronak who likes forbidden books, and one of the Three Pillars of God "Chaos" Nyarlathotep.

"Well, it really is Hastur..." After thinking for a moment, he finally made a decision.

Lesser Old Ones are not powerful enough.But Nyarlathotep's power is too huge, and it will attract the attention of the ancient gods, so after all, only the evil gods of the "Four Elements of Chaos" class are left.

Coupled with the fact that she has used Hastur's divine power more than once before, she is the most ideal choice.

"After all, the main body seems to owe Hastur a sacrifice in "Fatezero"..."

Kesma touched his chin.

"Forget it... I'll pay him back by the way this time, so as not to disbelieve the evil spirits."

Walking in the crowd like this, Kesma's right hand passed through the black shirt on his body, directly into his body, and took out the supreme artifact "Shining Trioctahedron".

Almost no one sees this kind of weird thing, even if someone glances at it inadvertently, they will think that their eyes are dazzled, and they will stop thinking about it.

Human beings are like this, stubbornly and arrogantly believing their own common sense, denying incomprehensible anomalies.

I wonder how many people will be killed after Kesma's "other world" unfolds?He was quite looking forward to it.

"Just use this as the core..."

Looking up, Kesma looked at the towering iron tower.

That is the TV tower of Avosta, and although it is completely incomparable to the world-famous Eiffel Tower, it is the tallest place in the town.Travel, sightseeing, confessions, students' night parties, almost any romantic thing you can think of has happened on this tower, and the locals of Avosta have a special affection for it.

But now, this tower will pull off the biggest and worst event in human history.

Are you ready? Kesma glanced at the sky again. The original cloud layer has been intermittent, and there is a mysterious rainbow light, which is the visual afterimage of the over-expanded stars.

-Then let's get started!

"I'm sorry, an adult ticket." At the entrance of the iron tower, Kesma said indifferently.

"Give you."

The ticket seller was an old man who spoke slurred Swedish.Judging from his burgundy nose, he definitely didn't drink less last night.

"Thank you." Handing the money, Kesma asked casually. "It looks like this tower is a few years old. From the construction point of view, is there any problem with his drainage facilities?"