The Endless Shuttle

"It's too troublesome to introduce to you one by one." Anilaine scratched his head: "I am Cthulhu's child, Anilaine, the second daughter. The white dress over there is the child of Majesty Sabu, the fifth sister. As for Sister Sumona and Sister Charister, should you all know about your father, right?"

"Sister Anilaine, you really are."

Saya glared angrily at Anilaine.

"It's hard to meet my father, but you deprived me of the opportunity to talk to my father..."

"Don't argue, you all come to me, we have time to speak well. I like this simple introduction by Anilaine."

Rope calmed Saya's dissatisfaction, and focused his attention on Sumona.

"Samona."

"Yes!"

The malicious goddess trembled all over, raising her head in fear.

After the plan went bankrupt, she was worried that her father would hate herself because of the scheming plan.

From Chariste's order to the devil's palace, Sumona has been worrying about this.

But when she met her father, the handsome black-haired young man, his father's eyes had no blame and pity, which made Samona have the urge to cry.

"My father, I..."

Sumona wanted to say something to please, but Luo Pei interrupted her by raising her hand.

"Chariste told me everything, I know it all."

Rope said softly.

"Don't blame Charist for telling me about you. She is for your own good, and you won't resent your sister, will you?"

"Um……"

"Okay, now you have another thing to do. Come, right in front of me, you should know what to do, Sumona."

Upon hearing this, Sumona nodded, closed her eyes and turned around, and bowed deeply to the sons of Lope.

"Because of my waywardness and stupidity, I am very sorry to have caused all my sisters to be fooled by humiliation!"

"It's okay, Sister Mona."

"Everyone won't care, right, Astrid?"

"Yes, yeah, I have forgotten..."

No matter what they think in their hearts, the girls absolutely dare not disobey their father's expectations at this moment, each with a spring breeze-like smiling face, responding to Mona's apology.

Rope also saw this, and sighed helplessly.

"... I only blame myself for being destined and unable to take up the responsibility of teaching you, otherwise it won't evolve into this situation at this moment, you should blame me."

"My father, how can we answer the conversation if you say so?"

Saya stepped forward guiltily.

"It can only be said that as your daughters, we regret that we did not grow in the direction you hoped. You are not wrong. You will always be so correct. This is the truest portrayal of the hearts of us sons of Rope!"

"I'm waiting to swear to you, this misunderstanding with sister Sumona ends here, please don't hurt your mind for our relationship."

"Yes, my father."

After the daughters eagerly finished talking one by one, Rope's expression reappeared.

He nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, it must be like this. Individual differences extend out of collision, and individual differences give rise to misunderstandings. Only when errors and cognitive errors can be tolerated on this basis can they truly become a close family."

The black-haired youth walked down from the throne and hugged his six daughters.

"I will be proud to be able to do this."

The father's temperature remained on his body, and even the most calm Chariste of the six daughters felt a trance.

Rope laughed.

"Although I understand that you definitely don't have general food needs, I still prepared a banquet. I firmly believe that the communication at the table will feel more like home and relatives than standing in a cold hall like this. Who of you doesn't like banquets? Is it? If you say it, now your father can change it temporarily?"

My father had such an idea, how could they refute it?

Each of the girls nodded like chickens pecking rice. No matter where they went, as long as they could stay in front of the father, they would be satisfied.

After seeing the flowers in the fog of memory, the real meeting completely filled the gaps in the senses of the sons of Rope.

This is their father, the only father they need to serve.

--Perfect.

"If there is no problem, then come with me...Huh?"

The moment he turned around, Rope swept his eyes to the corner of the hall, and kept his head down, the little girl who was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands.

Anilaion keenly sensed his father's question and answered first.

"My father, that is the believer I gathered in other worlds before I met you. Her name is Pest. I am extremely sorry to bring her to your palace before you allow me!"

"Pest?"

Rope blinked, then looked at Pestle more.

"Oh, that black death... Fate is really a wonderful thing. You can come across so many worlds in Hakatai."

"Huh? You, do you know that girl?"

Anilaine opened his small mouth in surprise.

The black-haired youth snapped his fingers, and Yuetu's maid appeared in front of her, bowing her head respectfully.

"Go take that girl to change clothes, arrange a room, and meet her material needs." Rope ordered.

"Yes."

After the maid took the order, she took Pest to the depths of the magic palace.

"Eh eh eh? Father, what the **** is going on..."

Anilaine was even more confused, and the other Rope's sons were also full of question marks.