Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"So I decided that after that, I will give the contract to my senior brother Rope, and he will replace me and complete the work of teaching you the secret art."

-Language is an art.

And mastering this art, can peep into the deeper essence.

That is a lie.

A lie that cannot be debunked is the truth, the truth, the miraculous power that can change human thinking and belief.

It avoids hatred and makes people gain from it.As long as the lie is true enough and perfect enough, as long as the creature can communicate, it will be dominated by it.

From the time when he came out of the orphanage to when he fell into despair, Ropey learned this from practice after practice.

Chapter [-] The return of the stand-in

For her master Kesma, Sena hated more than grateful.

But this kind of emotion, along with the safety of her family and the worry of food and clothing in the future, has gradually eased along the way. Until now, her views on Kesma are mostly greedy and gloomy gratitude.

However, no matter what kind of thoughts this little Nordic girl has, she has no say in her own position and disposition.

Who made her weak.

After notifying her future affiliation, she was carried by her master and thrown out the door.

The black-haired sorcerer only left an indifferent sentence like "Go downstairs and wait, I don't need you to see me off in the end", and closed the door with a 'bang', as if he couldn't wait to face it Death is the same.

Seina sat alone on the carpet in the corridor, staring at the wooden door of the hotel with a complicated expression.

Her master, even at the end of her life, was so neat and ruthless... She remembered everything in Avosta and could not help clenching her palms.

No matter how terrible things happen again, this time she must hold the strength firmly in the palm of her hand.That way, you can be happy forever.

Standing up, patted the short skirt, Sena walked downstairs without looking back.

……

In the room just separated by a wall, Rope was already laughing and collapsed on the sofa when Kesma closed the door.

If it weren't for the excellent sound insulation of this hotel, I'm afraid even Sena outside the door would hear it - that was a rather harsh laughter for Kesma.

"Is it fun to laugh at yourself?!"

He threw the scarf on the table irritably, and drank the black tea in big gulps, without the gentleness and coldness in front of Sena.

From inside Kesma's open clothes, the rotting body has long since recovered.

For the mystic who mastered the "Necronomicon", the physical fragmentation is just a real blindfold, and the manipulation and transformation of flesh and blood is exactly what it is best at.

"Pfft, I'm sorry. It's so interesting to see myself lying. I can't help it... Pfft. "My body is on the verge of collapse."If you are going to collapse as a stand-in, isn't my main body already finished? "

"Shut up."

Kesma looked at the main body with a headache, and not only asked herself - was Rope's character so bad before?

Probably there is.

"ok, ok, I got it."

The joke is over, let's get down to business.

Rope tidied up his clothes and asked Kesma with a smile.

"Do you want to come back now? Or play another world in this flowery world."

"Right now, now!"

There was a hint of urgency in Kesma's voice.

In Avosta, only two things revolved around the mystic's mind.One is "Kill Loki" and the other is "Go Home".

He has waited too long.

If a substitute has no body, it has no value at all.

"It's such a rude fellow."

Rope shook his head and poured black tea for himself - to be honest, he actually wanted to drink Coke, but it is almost impossible for such a civilian drink to appear in a high-end hotel.

"In other novels I've read, the "incarnation" and "avatar" of you, once you gain self-awareness, are usually hostile to the main body, and then you can't wait to replace it..."

"Are you doubting me?"

"No."

Rope looked at the turbulent teacup and said with a sigh.

"It doesn't matter if I want to have one more "friend" who knows the basics, even if this "friend" has the same thoughts as myself... Probably that's what it means. "

Until now, the only "friend" he could talk about was Azalea.

"impossible."

Kesma understood Rope's feelings, but he still poured cold water on his body.

"Our split is based on the magic of the two old rulers, Roeger and Zaer. Once that magic power is exhausted, what will it be like, or what will it be like."

"I know...forget it."