Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"I don't even have time to react!"

"This is your problem, don't argue."

Standing up, Rope walked towards a room on the first floor.

"Lorella is Nero's former Master, you can help her a little when you have time. Even if you give her the magic knowledge back, she still looks like a dead fish... Heh, he deserves it."

"...Although it's not the first time I have such thoughts, Qing is really bad as a god."

"Thanks for the compliment, Miss Nero who made a mistake."

Lightly stepping on the wooden floor, Ropey turned a corner and came to the door of a guest room.

Pushing open the door, the saint in white was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

The after-effects of Joan of Arc extracting life force to activate the Noble Phantasm could not be relieved immediately even if she gained a second life.But just in case, her hands were bound by chains.

This time, Rope will not make the previous mistakes again.

Chapter [-] The future of the "evil" demigod, the "game" proposed by the evil god

The time was at night when most of the people were already asleep, in a dimly lit room with no lights.

The blond Virgin of France was chained with her hands to the head of the bed, unable to move.Beside her, on a brown-red wooden chair sat a young man whose face was obscured by shadows.Such a scene, even if it suddenly turns into R18 in the next second, no one will be surprised.

After a while, maybe fifteen minutes or so.

Rope didn't move until the sound of Nero stepping up the stairs was heard.

But instead of going crazy to enjoy the sleeping saint, he walked straight to the corner of the room, and then easily moved the small cabinet against the wall.

So, the terrifying scene of the girl's cheek embedded in the wall appeared in Rope's line of sight.

The evil god, Nyarlathotep.

Nothing happens.

"The Great Mysticist", he has seen countless more terrifying things. This third-rate ghost-like surprise really made Rope not even frown.

In the end, still unable to stand Rope's loving gaze that looked like a mentally handicapped person, Nayazi took the initiative to speak.

"Haha..." The silver-haired girl smiled and slowly pulled her body out of the wall. "If you hide so secretly, you can be discovered. Little Ropey's perception has improved..."

With her beautiful white legs in silver high heels hitting the floor, Rope sighed on her forehead.

Speaking of being secretive, if you want an incarnation of an evil god, you really don’t want to be discovered and sneak in. How could he possibly have noticed when he relaxed his vigilance at his home station.

Nayko said these flattering words on purpose.Rope didn't punctuate such trivial matters.

He sat back in his chair and asked with his legs crossed.

"Have you finished talking with Somona? If possible, should Your Majesty tell me, her adoptive father, what they talked about."

One is a demigod born of evil, and the other is an evil god known for his terrifying banter. If the two of them plan to reach a consensus on some bad point, Ropey will have quite a headache.

He finally got his hands on this world. If he was ruined by Nayazi and his adopted daughter, wouldn't he be worth the loss?

You know, Rope is not alone in this world.The girl in his heart was born here and lives here. Even if he has already stood in the position of the Cthulhu pantheon, he does not want madness and despair to spread to those lovely girls through the hands of Naiako and Somona. on them.

"Well, this is also one of the reasons why I came to Little Rope~"

Naiyako nodded his head and said.

"I'm going to take Samona to my kingdom of God."

"……what?"

Although it wasn't some bad world collapse plan as imagined, Nayko's words still made Rope sit up subconsciously.

The kingdom of Nyarlathotep is not a good place.The kingdom of Chaos, one of the Three Pillars, can almost be said to be the most dangerous and chaotic place in the entire multiverse.

Described by the mad poet Abdullah Al-Hassad, thousands of incarnations of Nyarlathotep gather there to hold frantic feasts day and night.Pain, disaster, sin, and indescribable lamentation are the eternal theme of this feast.

No matter how long they have known each other, Samona respectfully calls Rope "father".Even if Nyarlathotep single-handedly brought about the birth of Somona, he would never let his adopted daughter go to this place.

But there was no refusal, and Rope needed to hear why Naiako made such a decision.

"Can you explain why?"

Nayazi seemed to be waiting for Rope to ask this sentence, and explained without any hesitation.

"Samona's potential needs to be tapped, and it shouldn't stop there. If Ropey insists on keeping her in your fief, the time stagnation after you leave will become the biggest poison that hinders Samona's growth."

The reward for completing the trial with high difficulty, the fief granted to Rope by the multiverse will directly stop the time after he leaves, depriving the world of the future.That is to say, the Samona who stayed in this world, what Rope looked like before she left, and what she still looks like after returning, will not change in the slightest.

In this way, in the eyes of the evil god, Sumona undoubtedly lost a lot of growth time.Even if Rope comes back with glory in the end, how much help can a single "Demigod of Evil" bring?In the end, it will only be embarrassingly reduced to Rope's vassals and playthings.

As Somona's supreme god, Nayiko absolutely doesn't want to see such a situation, even if it's just for herself.

"In the wasteland of Asa Santo, the kingdom of God, I will give Samona a certain ancient city that once worshipped me, and I will draw the terror hunter here so that she can serve her."

Naiako propped her chin up, her eyes shining with wisdom.

"Fill it with many humans, let monsters enslave humans, and humans are full of pain and anger, thus giving birth to evil. The suffering born in that city will eventually become the food for the lord Samona, allowing her to thrive, and then slowly Purify her essence "human evil".If you want to become a true god, even a lesser Old One, "the evil of this world" is too narrow..."

"Even the time-honored interstellar priests have been racking their brains to be "crowned as a god", even if Somona was born a demigod, it would be very difficult, right? "

"Interstellar priests? Pitiful worms with a false name! What else do they have, they are just waiting for me to eat the residue left by faith and power..." Naiyako said disdainfully.