The Endless Shuttle

"The occultist... is it like the magician in the anime?"

If it was normal, Akiba Liumi would be so excited when he came into contact with the abnormalities over there.

At the age of Secondary Two, who has no illusions about this?

But now, her grandfather turned into a monster and died in front of her, but Akiba Liuwei didn't feel much novelty anymore.

The girl's first contact with the inner world was cruel and bloody.

"It's almost like that."

"Then can you bring my grandfather back to life? Forbidden magic? What price does it cost?"

Lopez paused at the girl's words, and immediately said in a relaxed tone.

"Resurrection is a taboo among the taboos. Besides, Miss Akiba's grandfather was cursed and infected with this look. Even if it costs hundreds of thousands of innocent lives to resurrect him, do you want him to be a human or a monster? To spend his old age in his identity?"

All lies.

The black-haired youth is capable of resurrection. The ability given by the "king of the heavens" Nutz, as long as the sacrifice of expensive and exquisite works of art, can call out the lord of the light element in the "element world. Light", that group of noble elemental lives have the time to die. The short creatures are intact without impairing their ability to resurrect.

But why does he want to do such a thing?

Simply reap the favor of a girl? Although it seems that Takashi Akiba has recovered his qingming appearance, what should he do if there is still a little undetectable in his consciousness?

Rope didn't make trouble for himself, after all, trial was the most important thing.

The lives of hundreds of innocent people are what Rope said in order to dispel the idea of ​​Qiuye staying in the air.

Sure enough, when the young girl heard Luo Pei's words, her slightly glorious eyes went down again. She does not have the ability and qualifications to bear the lives of others for her own sake.

This is the girl who lives in the normal world, and Rope is completely two extremes.

"I see……"

Akiba Liu Weiheng threw her last delusion out of her mind.

"Grandpa has passed away, plus a short-lived me...Akiba's family is completely over...If you die and see your father, I'm afraid he will be very angry...After all, if it wasn't because of my waywardness, father I won't die..."

The girl's mumbling made Ropey listened more and more wrongly, as if a dying person was narrating short life regrets.

He stopped Qiuye Liuwei's words.

"Miss Qiuye, have you misunderstood something? Not being able to "resurrect" humans doesn't mean that I will be infected with the "vortex curse" and there is nothing I can do. "

The black-haired youth pointed to Qiuye Liumi's arm.

"I said to avoid falling into the worst state of affairs. The worst thing is to become a monster like your grandfather. The curse of the "vortex" that was imposed on you has been lifted. "

"……Ugh?"

Qiuye Liuwei raised her head blankly.

"...I don't have to die anymore?"

"Unless you have suicidal tendencies, I am afraid that Miss Qiuye will live a very long time."

"Well……"

Akiba Liuwei's eyes began to brew tears again.

Her hands trembled, and the bowl full of porridge fell off the next moment.

Fortunately, Rope has quick eyes and quick hands, so that he won't have to clean up his room at the end.

"sorry, I……"

"I know."

Rope put the food back on the table and patted Qiuye Liuwei on the shoulder.

"Don't force yourself, there have been a lot of stressful things for you tonight. Take a good rest, or your spirit will be a problem."

Qiuye Liuwei stared at Rope with red eyes, as if to write his face down, and nodded obediently.

"Um……"

Drop by drop, drop by drop.

The old-fashioned cell phone bell rang at this inappropriate time.

Luo Pei was stunned for a while before remembering that it was his mobile phone. When he left the SCP Foundation last time, Wingate Pisri didn't know how to contact the young black-haired man, and forced him a mobile phone.

Pulling out the phone from the drawer in the corner of the table, it turned out to be a call from Wingate Peasley.

"Then I won't bother you."

Rope apologized and raised the phone in his hand.

"When you wake up in the afternoon or evening, if you have any questions or need any help, I will fulfill your wish as much as possible. It is the compensation for destroying your residence because of the battle."

"Thank you……"

Walking out of the room and closing the door lightly, Rope connected to the phone from the SCP Foundation.

The cynical old man's voice came out.

"Your Excellency Rope, the movement is really big."

"Did you see it?"

Of course Rope knew what Wingate was referring to.

He finally annihilated the "Vortex Curse" attack, but it illuminates a large area of ​​the sky. It is estimated that today's news is all covering this.

With special intelligence channels, the head of the SCP Foundation in Asia, Wingate has no reason to be late than the media.

"Of course. My field agent was so scared that he thought there was another exaggerated containment item, but I thought of you for the first time."

Wingate said.

"How? Is there an accident that requires your hands?"

"Well. Divided by your level, it is another "keter"-level danger, and it is infectious..."

"what!?"

"Tsk...you keep your voice down." Rope drew his ears and said dissatisfiedly: "It has been solved by me, even the bones of the belt, it has been solved by cutting the grass and roots."