Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

He thought of this creepy ability, and became more cautious in the choice of words.

"It's my fault. In order to express my apologies for everything, Lord Bahram, I, Cornelius Aruba, are willing to pay anything. Whatever it is, the two thousand years of Cornelus' lineage will surely satisfy you, I just ask you to spare my life..."

"Oh, this is really interesting. If Mr. Aruba doesn't say anything, how do I know what you have to pay? There's still a minute and a half..."

Rope lowered his arms, and something like a mist appeared in the air.

Moisture is collected.

The girl in the kimono next to him could clearly feel the moist feeling on her skin.

Gradually, the mist turned into a stream of water, like a mixture of ribbons and snakes, gently surrounding Rope.So Rope didn't get so mad that he used the "water of death" here, otherwise his future residence would be lost.

puff!

The water flow flew out like a knife, cutting off Aruba's left hand.

Blood splattered, and the pain crawled along the nerves into the blond magician's brain after the body was injured.He wanted to scream, but when he saw Rope's cold eyes, he suppressed even the instinctive reaction of human beings, and it only turned into a small whimper in his throat.

"This is punishment, the next shot is your head, and white flowers will bloom," Rope explained.

"I-I'm willing to pay money..."

"One minute."

"Magic technology! All my magic research materials and all my technology can be dedicated to you!"

"You are as ridiculous as a beggar murderer begging the king for his life by paying all his fortune. Fifty seconds."

The water slowly approached Aruba's side, adding invisible pressure to him.

Perhaps he almost knew Rope's strange "differential treatment" attitude. The two rituals did not suppress their curiosity, and gently touched the water floating in the air with their hands.

It is cool, no different from the water flowing out of an ordinary water pipe.

This is the first time that Ropey has shown special abilities in front of a girl in kimono in addition to his own extraordinary physical fitness - similar to magic but obviously different.

Rope looked at the girl's cold expression and instantly turned into a smile.

The water flow that she touched changed from the viciousness just now, and entangled in the hands of the two rituals.

"Is it fun?" He said thoughtfully: "After dealing with that monk in a while, you can invite me to your residence, and there are more fun babies for you to see?"

Don't get me wrong, Rope is talking about his dizzying variety of abilities, not some dirty stuff.

"...Cut. Uncle-like tone."

The two ceremonies withdrew her hands, but it was undeniable that she did have some heartbeats just now.

After all, what kind of magical abilities the gods in mythology have, everyone wants to know more about them.

"It was obvious that you were threatening others just now... Your mental problems are actually more serious than mine, right?"

"What a nonsense to tell the truth. However, I'm still in the "normal" range right now. If it's a little more abnormal, I'll have to take action against the lack of self-control—in a sexual sense. "

"nausea."

At this moment, Aruba, who had tasted enough "death" pressure, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted like a collapse, interrupting Rope's intimate conversation with the two rituals.

"Your Majesty Bahram! I am willing to take you as the master, as your slave and believer! No matter what purpose you have for your recovery in this world, the Cornelius family will do everything in their power to help you! Please...!"

Hearing this, Rope had a "tired" expression, but the water floating around Aruba really scattered, and fell to the ground and mixed with the magician's blood.

"A guy with no creativity, he thought you could come up with something interesting, but it turned out to be the old way of being a dog... Well, but this is a valid statement, and you can keep your life."

If Cornelus said that he was willing to change his position immediately and fight against Araya Zonglian to make up for his fault.Then Rope will not only appease the two rituals that are also aimed at monks, but will even provide free reconnection of severed limbs, so as to enjoy the dog-to-dog fight between these two magicians who were close allies a few minutes ago, as a date. Closing dance.

The result is no surprise - magicians are like this, lack of innovation, old-fashioned, and still have the medieval thought of "being a slave is the biggest price".

Although the words were very inaudible, Aruba at least knew that the "God of Victory" did not intend to kill himself.

The pressure of blood loss and fear made him collapse and kneel on the floor covered in blood.The appearance that I cared about most was also sloppy.

As long as he can leave the city... As long as he can leave the city... Aruba panted as he glanced at the footsteps of a man and a woman walking towards him, wanting to take the elevator.

He still had a bit of luck.There is no messy contract, and if it is verbally agreed, when he returns to Rome, he can choose to default and continue to achieve his wishes in a remote corner of the world.

"Oh, you don't have to prepare a self-compulsion certificate. I'll give you a fun one."

"……Ugh?"

The two rituals didn't stop as they walked past Aruba, while Ropey leaned down and dipped his fingers in blood, printing a darker color on the magician's suit.

The children erected an oval like a painting, like an egg, with a few random clicks in the middle.

That is the evil emblem of the "God of Labyrinths and Contracts" Erholt.

"In about three months, you will be able to get a new life. Pharos should welcome you to take up a new job with him, Mr. Aruba... No, the future "son of Aihot", I hope By then your human consciousness will be well mixed, like bread and butter. "

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The blond magician's facial veins bulged and he let out a harsh cry.From the blood vessels of its broken arm, it can be seen that a kind of white mycelium has begun to spread in his body, gradually eroding every inch of his flesh and blood.

Aihot is a secondary old ruler. Although it hangs the priesthood of "contract", the content of its contract is extremely evil.No matter what the contracted desires, Erholt will first inject his own embryos into the host's body, and then consider it - about a tenth of the probability of fulfilling their desires.

In the end, the fate of those poor bastards, without exception, was eroded by Erholt's embryo, and turned into a strange parasitic monster "Son of Erholt" with half-human consciousness and half-monster thinking.This kind of contract has a good name in some dark insects who believe in Eihort - "Glory Symbiosis".

In general, it's not something worth caring about. It's just a small contract in the Necronomicon. Rope gave it to Aruba, who was not very likable, as a reward for his loyalty.It was just a while ago that Fallows complained that there was no reliable helper to help it with trivial matters. The magician and the owner of Cornelus should be very good at this kind of work, right?