Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Well done, my humble and lovely hunter."

"—!"

An indescribable terrifying howl.

Above Naiako, flying in the sky is a huge creature like a poisonous snake.It has a bizarre, twisted head and appendages with huge hooked claws.It floated easily in the air on its huge, terrifying wings like black rubber.

The upper servant race - Hunting Horror.

The power of these photophobic hunters in the dark should not be underestimated, and this cave happens to be the favorite environment of horror hunters.

——Cthulhu, how could he not make any preparations when he knew he was in a powerless state.

Chapter [-] The night, the nun, the church

At the foot of the hillside looking at the sea, there was no one left after Joan and Nero left.

This absolutely silent atmosphere is so cold, walking on such a street, I am afraid that even adults will feel a little bit of fear and fear.

But Rope is different.

A sorcerer who should live in the dark and be in the company of demons and monsters, might as well say that such an environment is suitable for his identity.

Taking a leisurely pace, judging from his expression, the black-haired demon king is in a pretty good mood.

A few minutes ago, Nyarlathotep from Yuanzang Mountain sent a message of the heart.Tonight's goal, Joan of Arc of France has already appeared in front of the evil girl.

"Don't you need me to go?" he asked in a low voice.

'No need, I can handle it. '

In her mind, Nayko's voice was very brisk, and she obviously did not take Joan of Arc, a mere Servant, in her eyes.

'Hunting Horror is playing with the Holy Maiden, just to relieve my boredom from sitting here and doing nothing.Besides, this girl didn't have the Holy Grail on her body, so Ropey just came to speed up the process of arresting her. '

"Is one hunter not enough?"

Rope frowned.

Nyarlathotep's servants, the photophobic snake hunters, are good, and the class of the upper servant races also proves that they are not cowardly races.However, if Joan of Arc doesn't care about anything, it is very likely that their plan will be disrupted by starting the ceremony of "Saint of the Crimson Lotus" Allahu Akbar to destroy the Great Holy Grail.

'Peace of mind. '

Naiyako chuckled in disapproval.

'Do you think that my sworn enemy is only Nyogda?Having dealt with the big fireball Ketugya for tens of millions of years, I can't get any clearer about the "flame". The crystallization of the concept, the flame that relieves something, is not something uncommon. '

As I said before, there is always a phenomenon of fighting in the nest between the evil god and the evil god.Nyogda is typical, but not the most famous.

The most famous is the feud between "Chaos" Nyarlathotep and "Blaster" Cthugya.

Because the time is too long, even the mystics, priests, and demons who preserve the ancient scrolls cannot know how the grudge happened.But the only thing that is certain is that the relationship between the two old masters is so bad that it is not good.

In short, what Naiako didn't want to happen, Cthugya wanted to make it happen.And what Cthugya wanted, Nayko would never let her get.

In this relationship, Nayko's contempt for the Noble Phantasm of Joan of Arc is also natural.

——She has tasted the flame of the god of drought and evil sun tens of thousands of times.

'Little Rope, do you want to make a bet? '

"Tell me?"

'Let's see if you found the Little Grail first, or if I captured the Holy Maiden and tortured her from her mouth. "Nayako said maliciously.

'If mine wins, Rope will let me spend the whole night after the completion of the god-building ceremony! '

"Don't underestimate heroes, there is no way for them to speak, Your Majesty."

Rope sighed.

"What if I win?"

'hey-hey……'

Naiyako's tone was a little shy, but don't think about it, the evil god must be [-]% pretending.

Different from the concept of human beings, there is no such thing as "shy" in her life.

'If Rope you win, Naiako will let you dominate the whole night, you can do anything?Thinking about it carefully, this is something that the group of interstellar priests and occultists dare not even think about ruling a great evil god for a whole night, is it not bad? '

...does it make any difference? !

Rope shook his head speechlessly.

"You can make a bet, but forget it."

'why? ! '

"I'm taking care of my body."

'...'

The obvious lie, under the dual blessing of the Nephilim and the God-killer, he will not feel tired even if he indulges for a few days and nights.In terms of physical strength and physical fitness, Rope has long been out of the scope of "human beings".

Naiyako also knows this, Rope means nothing more than politely rejecting her invitation to love.

'... I've said it countless times that I will never become another incarnation. Why don't you believe me, Rope. '