Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

This is not what Rope wants.

"I've already caused you so much trouble, you don't need to take action, that would make me useless." Rope shook his head and refused.

However, even though he already had a default summoning candidate, he was still quite interested in the "holy relic" that the silver-haired girl spoke of.

You must know that the evil god knew that "precise summoning of heroic spirits requires holy relics" or he told Nayko an hour ago.Where did she find a powerful holy relic in such a short time.

Rope was curious.

"What is the holy relic in your mouth?"

"hey-hey."

Naiyako smiled wickedly.

"Saber, Lancer, Archer, Rider, Caster, Assassin, Berserker, there are seven ranks, and it happens that there are traces of Cthulhu in this world. If I can really summon the characters of the past, I have a very suitable candidate for Caster - no Knowing Rope, have you ever heard of the name Howard Philip Lovecraft? I have his original manuscript, so can it be called a holy relic?"

"..."

Rope was stunned by the name.

Anyone who has heard of "The Myth of Cthulhu" may not remember the names of some evil gods, but "Howard Philip Lovecraft" is very familiar.

The father of terror, the creator and disseminator of the myth of Cthulhu in the human world.

"...You scared me." Luo Pei said with a strange expression: "Although Master Lovecraft is called "the greatest horror novelist of the 20th century", he is just an ordinary human, right?It should not be called "strong" in your mouth. "

"Tsk tsk tsk, so Xiao Luopei, you are too young to pay enough attention to our history."

Naija said regretfully.

"Everything has a source. Little Rope is now a magician, but do you know who the original magician was?"

"……No way?"

"Yes, it's Lovecraft."

Nayiko proudly said: "The original great mysticist" and "preacher", although he refused to be transformed into a family to prolong his life, and stubbornly died as a human being, but in order to praise his achievements, we transformed him into a Something like a "concept".No matter what kind of person Lovecraft is in this world, as long as I do a little trick from the "different time and space equivalent", I will summon a super powerful mystic. "

This is really not difficult for Miss Cthulhu.

Although he couldn't use his divine power on a large scale because of smuggling, Nyarlathotep was quite good at some small tricks to confuse concepts.

After listening, Rope's face was full of expressions of "Is there such an operation?!"

Unexpectedly, the master love craftsman turned out to be the original great mystic...a bit interesting.

He rubbed the corners of his numb eyes and said helplessly.

"Thank you for your generosity, unfortunately, I have someone to call. The chosen monarch, the knight king of England, I promised to be her master again during my first mission, and I don't plan to break my promise. ."

"King Arthur? Well... alright."

Naiako stretched and fell lazily on the sofa, rubbing against the soft pillow.

"Well, little Rope likes it anyway. I just need to concentrate on making those cute black mud our children."

"Wait!" Rope's face changed.

"What does this have to do with me, I can eat rice indiscriminately, but I can't talk nonsense!"

"Goo!" Naiyako turned her face sideways and looked at Rope in reproach.

"Even if a god is created, it will become my subordinate god. With the relationship between the two of us, it will not become your adopted son in the end... oh no, adopted daughter."

Before Miss Evil God started, she determined the gender of the demigod who was born from the black mud.

...our relationship?what relationship?Hey, Miss Naiako, your words are very ambiguous!

Rope wanted to complain, but because of the etiquette in front of the Three Pillars of God, he held it back very well.

"Thank you for your compliment, but I didn't talk to you..."

"Cthulhu."

Naiako interrupted him, jumped up from the sofa, and looked down at Rope, whose forehead was faintly sweating, with a blank expression.

"I know, you let that big octopus give birth to you a child. Why can't she do it, I can't! Besides, it's still an adopted daughter, do you hate me so much, Rope?!"

"I……"

Luo Pei is really dumb to eat berberine, and there is suffering.

Let's do it, let's do it... You are all bosses, what you say is what you say...

There is already an unborn daughter, and a demigod adopted daughter is probably not a big problem, as the so-called lice don't itch.

Azalea in her brain has no symptoms of losing her temper, but after spending so long with her, Rope can somewhat guess the current mood of the system mother.

It is estimated that he took out a small notebook and wrote down his name.

"It's up to you to decide..." Ropey said with a sigh of relief, then got up from the sofa.

"I have to see a friend from the past, and I don't think I can come back until tonight. If you feel the room is stuffy, you can go with me, but please don't cause trouble."

"No, no, no."

Naiako waved her hand and continued to roll on the sofa.