Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"I originally thought that if I was bored, I would go find trouble, fight or have a good time. As a result, it seems that these so-called "strongest ancestors" are not even qualified to stand in front of me as "fighters". Really disappointing. "

If it is the level of Artesu, who can collapse stars with his bare hands, Ropey can also raise his interest in "combat".

But after getting to know the True Ancestor in the blood-devouring attack through local intelligence, he didn't bother to pay attention to the current three "strongest" weak scumbags.

- not qualified at all.

'Let's not mention the world background, how is your "myth" writing? ' Azalea asked.

Visible to the naked eye, Rope's expression became embarrassed.

He took out the blank book and looked at the beautiful font with only the beginning, quite embarrassed.

"...My writing is not outstanding enough. I've written it several times and I'm not satisfied. In general, I need to show glory, and on the other hand, I need to focus on describing the experience of the queen's protagonist "Investigator". The combination of the two is not very accurate. . "

Don't blame him either.

On serious mysteries papers, or even hateful cults, Rope can write a dozen or so books at will, and that's what mystics do.

But with the addition of "entertainment", novels that can be accepted and widely circulated by all living beings...

He is still inexperienced.

'Your so-called difficulty is definitely not knowing how to put money on your face. '

"What nonsense is telling the truth... Well, the theme of "Father of Demons" can still be used again..."

Rope nodded.

"As for the other His Royal Highnesses and His Majesty's, I'm too lazy to create originals, just copy Master Lovecraft's originals."

'You're really discriminating...'

Time passed by, and the black-haired youth sat in the morning until noon before slowly getting up and getting into a civilian taxi.

As for "inappropriate" or something...

As the only god in the previous world, how could he care about the opinions of the ants?Is it necessary to clearly put yourself above the ants?

--boring.

Going up and down all the way, Rope has long been too lazy to care about such trivial matters.

For this world, he acts completely according to the time of the moon world.

A vacation should be like a vacation.

"Yo, is this the first time my brother has come to Ardikia?"

The driver was a standard Aldikia male with a very chatty appearance.

But then again, the driver's profession is destined for them not to be talkative.

"So what?"

Luo Pei replied without raising his head, still writing his epic in his hands.

Then, frowning, he tore off the entire paper.

"Haha."

The driver didn't care and laughed.

"Then you really came at the right time. Did you know about the "Vistula riot" the other day?I heard that those vampires had a bad luck, it's really refreshing..."

As Aldikia with developed magic technology, it is also a first-class power in this world.

More importantly, they had a bad relationship with the "Warlord Domain" led by the "Forgotten Warlord" from a long time ago, and they were even at war decades ago.

Peace was not repeated until the signing of the "Sanctuary Treaty".

Therefore, the citizens of the Kingdom of Aldikia basically hate vampires.

"Because of this matter, Her Majesty Princess Pollia Lihavain specially moved the "Royal Banquet" in September to today, to celebrate when the King of War was unlucky. "

"Does this have anything to do with when I came?"

"Hey."

The driver showed a smile that men understand, and turned on the car's TV.

News announcements are playing on the TV.

"Almost in the afternoon, members of the royal family will have a traditional driving procession, and then you can see the Royal Family of Aldikia, which is rarely seen. Our royal family has been rich in beauty from generation to generation, especially His Royal Highness La Furia, although she is only thirteen years old, her long silver hair and blue eyes are enough to see how beautiful she will be in the future..."

"Ok?"

The pen in the black-haired youth's hand stopped for the first time after getting in the car.

"Ra Fulia...is that Ra Fuya Rihavain? The only daughter of King Ardikia?"

"Who else but her?"

"Is that so... thirteen years old..."

Rope nodded slightly and stopped talking.

Seeing that the passenger was not interested in talking to him, the driver stopped talking after a few words to himself.