The Endless Shuttle

"Guess who I am~"

"..."

Rope wanted to complain.

Who else can walk into his room silently in this city and put his hands on his face?

"Sister Shabu, I have to say that your game is really hard to compliment..."

The black-haired young man pushed Shabu's hands away from his face, turning his head while talking.

His voice suddenly stopped.

Just because there are some unexpected sights in front of me.

What Shabu is wearing today is not a pure white dress as usual.

Religious clothing with black as the main color is what people usually call "nun's clothing". Shabu didn't wear a hat that wrapped her hair thickly. She had long black hair all the way to her ankles, and she could see the white stockings from under the skirt.

"Little Rope guessed wrong~"

With a pure Virgin smile on Shabu's face, she folded her hands in prayer, and said in a soft tone.

"I am a nun who devotes my body and mind to God~ but not "Sister Sabus" in your mouth. Although looking at the appearance of Little Rope indulging in evil ways, I can’t extricate myself from it, but if you can repent from the heart, I will personally explain to you the principles in the Scriptures and lead you to the "world of God"~"

Shabu Nicholas is an evil **** who understands people's hearts.

Rope confirmed this again.

Although most of the other evil gods he encountered would not refuse to make strong demands, they would never take the initiative to play a "role-playing" game like Shabu.

The black-haired young man smiled heartily, and backhanded Shabra into his arms, light speeding into the play.

"Miss nun, thank you for being willing to redeem my sinful soul, but my body has been stained with filth and cannot be liberated. I don't know what to do now."

"It's okay~"

Shabu clutched his chest.

"Let me wash the sins of Little Rope, and this is the responsibility of the nun."

The black goat cub had already left the room at some point, leaving it to the demigod and the deity to play.

After the dusk of the underworld fell, Luo Pei, who was "washed" by the nun, felt refreshed, and the spirit of fifty-five days of research was also well supplemented.

"What will Little Rope want to play next time?" Sabre put his chin on Rope's shoulder: "Miko? Maid? Or is it your favorite goth loli?"

"The last one doesn't match your current shape, Sister Sabbe, right?"

"Don't underestimate me."

Shabu lightly tapped the black-haired youth's forehead with his index finger.

"I am an indeterminate existence like other gods. Little Rope wants to see what I am like, and naturally I will become what I am."

"Um……"

Rope thought seriously.

"Then next time Sister Sabu will come and play the "Proud Miss Under the Fence" drama with me. Maybe I will be a little rougher, you shouldn't mind it? "

"Hehe, of course not."

Sab. Nicholas looked at Rope, who was starting to babble about the troubles of the kingdom of God, and his eyes became softer and gentler.

There may be a part of the mimicry personality in it, but Shabu is indeed attracted by Rope.

She finally understood why her ex-husband Hasta was so fascinated by Rope. That is different from the attitude of other occultists, the spirit that never stops climbing upwards, and the soul that shines like a supernova, all are the secret treasures that the evil **** desires.

Coupled with Rope’s special status, Shabu regretted it a little bit. Why did he waste so long to get in touch with such a cheerful caller? You should go to battle yourself.

A moment later, just as the two were about to discuss the relationship between nuns and believers, a dense breath of life came from below the city.

"Um?"

"Oh."

Sabu covered his mouth and smiled.

"It seems that the aborigines of the underworld have finally discovered this place. Does Little Rope intend to continue? Or should he go out and see the demons that you care about?"

"There is no choice at all, right?"

"That's right, Little Rope will not leave me alone..."

In the fringe forest of the dark city, a black goat cub was ordered by the demigod. It kept moving, and then jumped onto the floating city.

The target is the army of demons coming in droves.

...

Enter the Riccarton Mountains.

The army led by Li Zeweimu, the son of the Demon King, finally came to the position on the report.

The demon soldiers are worthy of the elite name, even if the officer did not tell the purpose of the trip, they still watched vigilantly around them, guarding against the sneak attacks by wild beasts and the anti-devil army.

The eldest lady of the supernumerary demon Lukifergus, Gurefia Lukifergus followed behind the legion commander, and stared at Li Zeweim in front of her with a frown.

From the time she was in her father's room, she felt that things were not that simple this time.

Let’s not mention why Li Zeweim. Lucifer, who has never asked about world affairs, will appear in the border fortress. If you simply want to see the ancient evil creature, you don’t need to bring such a troop. This act of bringing troops here. It is easy to make the ancient evil things hate, and then cause catastrophe.

Moreover, although Gurefia didn't know the strength of Li Zeweimu, he was at least a lot stronger than her, and there was no need to let her be a bodyguard. It was simply unnecessary.

All the behaviors of this demon king's son are suspicious.

"Little Gurefia~"

"Yes."

Li Zeweimu's call interrupted Gurefia's thinking.

"Excuse me, do you have any questions, Master Li Zeweim."

"Does Little Gurefia have a sweetheart?"

"no."