The Endless Shuttle

Luo Pei glanced calmly at the majestic breast of the emperor.

Well, plus the figure seems to be like this...

Before the topic went off the track, Rope changed the question.

"Does His Majesty Nero have any definite plans for his second life? Sure enough, he still wants to return to Rome?"

"Well……"

Nero pondered, then shook his head.

"Yu doesn't plan to return to that city until Lorelei returns to normal, and even if Yu wants to restore the emperor's orthodox notice after thousands of years, the current system of that country does not allow it."

"At this point, I can help."

Rope smiled and lowered his voice.

"Although it is impossible to restore the monarchy in Italy, it is still possible to rely on my power to get you most of the actual rule of Italy."

The secret church of Faloth, the rulership of El Teluci, if Lorelia returns to the clock tower to cooperate with Nero, the three-pronged approach, even if the Vatican becomes the "country of China" in Italy, let Nero It is not too difficult to set foot on the nameless throne.

As for the magicians and dissidents in that country, just let them disappear.

This is how he fulfilled his promise to the tyrant.

"Should Qing not intend to use that excessive force to intimidate the people all the way? Then Yu would not agree."

"I'm not so free when I think of where I've been."

Rope shook the amber tea in the porcelain cup.

"But it will take a while to realize what I said. Nero will keep this proposal in mind for the time being. Before that, you have to repay your "mistakes" with me. "

The air freezes.

"...Qing did not forget." Nero's eyes drifted.

"How could I have forgotten what just happened. No matter how much the saint's privileges are, it is your fault to let her control it. When Caster comes to you, don't you even have a way to resist the spell? I don't believe it. ."

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

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

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

"Lorella is Nero, your ex Master. Go and help her a little when you have time. Even if you give her magic knowledge back, it turns out to be like a dead fish... Oh, it deserves it."

"...Although it is not the first time I have such an idea, Qing is really bad as a god."

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

Stepping lightly on the wooden floor, Rope turned a corner and reached the door of a guest room.

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

The sequelae of Joan of Arc drawing his vitality to activate the treasure, even after gaining a second life, he did not immediately alleviate. But just in case, her hands were still bound by chains.

This time, Rope will not make the mistakes he made before.

Chapter 101 The future of the "evil" demigod, the "game" proposed by the evil god

The time was at night when most people were already asleep, and the location was in a dimly lit room without lights.

The blonde saint of France was chained with her hands on the head of the bed, unable to move. Beside her, sitting on a brown-red wooden chair was a young man whose face was hidden by shadows. No one would be surprised by such a scene, even if it suddenly becomes R18 in the next second.

After another period of time, about fifteen minutes.

Luo Pei did not move until the sound of Nero pattering up the stairs.

However, instead of enjoying the sleeping saint madly, he walked straight to the corner of the room, and then easily moved out the small cabinet against the wall.

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

Cthulhu, Nyarlatotepu.

There is no response.

The "Great Secret Magician" he had seen countless more terrifying things a long time ago, this third-rate ghost-like surprise really made Luo Pei owe even a frowning expression.

In the end, Lopena still couldn't bear Lo Pena's kind eyes that seemed to be mentally retarded, and Nayoko took the initiative to speak.

"Haha..." The silver-haired girl smiled and slowly pulled her body out of the wall. "Hiding so secretly can be found, little Rope's perception has improved..."

The beautiful white silk legs in silver high heels hit the floor, and Luo Pei sighed while holding his forehead.

Talking about secrets, if an incarnation of an evil **** really wants to not be discovered and sneak in, how could he notice it when he relaxes his guard at his home station.

Niyako said these flattering words on purpose. Rope didn't pierce such a trivial matter.

He sat back on the chair and asked with his legs folded.

"Have you finished talking with Sumona? If you can, should your majesty tell me what her adoptive father was talking about."

One is a demigod born of human evil, and the other is an evil **** who is famous for horrible jokes. If two people plan to reach a consensus on some bad places, Rope will have a lot of headaches.

It's hard to get the world in hand. If Naiyako and his adopted daughter are playing it badly, wouldn't he be worth the loss?

You know, Lope is not alone in this world. The girl in his heart was born here and lives here, even if he is already standing in the position of the Cthulhu divine system, he does not want madness and despair to spread to those lovely girls through the hands of Nayko and Sumona. On them.

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

Naiyako nodded his head and said.

"I plan to bring Tai Sumona to my kingdom of God."

"……what?"

Although it was not a bad world collapse plan as imagined, Nayazi's words still made Rope sit up straight subconsciously.

The kingdom of Nyarlatotepu is not a good place. The kingdom of "Chaos", one of the three pillar gods, is almost the most dangerous and chaotic place in the entire multiverse.

Described by the mad poet Abdullah Al-Hasad, thousands of incarnations of Nyarlatotepu gathered there, holding frantic banquets day and night. Pain, disaster, sin, and indescribable grief are the eternal theme of this joyous feast.

Regardless of how much time I have known each other, Sumona respectfully calls Luo Pei "father." Even if Nyarlatotepu single-handedly contributed to the birth of Sumona, he would never let his adopted daughter go to this place.

But there was no rejection. Rope needed to hear why Nayazi made such a decision.

"Can you explain why?"