Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"I've said it before, it doesn't matter."

Rope said.

"This is just my proof to you, and I hope that the royal family of Aldikia will not make too much noise. After all, the official identity I have chosen at the moment is just a "horror novel writer" who has not debuted. "

La Furia stared at Rope with admiration and admiration.

Not to mention the characteristics of a psychic, the young silver princess was already fascinated by the greatness of the black-haired youth.

Like a moth that touches fire, this is the relationship between gods and priestesses.

When she came back to her senses, La Furia looked at her parents who were still accepting reality, and made a slight nasal sound proudly.

The reality proves the truth of the words, and the characteristics of her little girl are revealed.

La Furia said to Rope with a smile.

"Since it was my invitation to you, then let me show you the royal palace of the Lihawain family? Maybe it's too poor for you, but this is also a small piece of our heart, and I will also I'll take care of you every step of the way..."

Hearing her daughter's words, Polyfonia woke up with a start.

The acquaintance Moruomu, she is familiar with La Furia's character.

The meaning of these words is that the wise Ra Furia wants to establish a closer connection with the god in front of him through the particularity of the "highest psychic medium".

The worst thing is to make the other party a friend of the Lihawain family.

But unlike before, this time Polyfonia didn't stop her daughter's behavior.

Even Lucas was silent.

After truly seeing the greatness of God, the mundane status, persistence, and troubles have all become something like a laughing stock.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

The god nodded with a meaningful smile and agreed to the request of the silver princess.

Chapter [-]: The Princess' Gift, Leaving Aldikia

What do most people think when the unimaginable things actually appear around them?

La Furia doesn't know what other people think.

She just made the choice that best suited her identity based on her short and immature thirteen years of life experience and the royal education she received.

Be respectful, strictly abide by the etiquette, and then, without violating these two major premise, try to have a peaceful and natural conversation, and win the favor of the god named "Rope" for the Lihawain family.

Perhaps the Silver Princess had a trace of uneasiness in it at first, but after two days of getting along with Rope, La Furia was surprised to find that the Lord God was unexpectedly easy to talk.

As he himself said, the black-haired deity is not at all bad-tempered, and can be familiar with any topic, and he is very knowledgeable.

Even sometimes she inadvertently said the childish words of a thirteen-year-old girl, and Rope could follow it without contempt, which even her mother could not do.

Is this the real "God"...

In La Furia's blue pupils, the admiration overflowed more and more.

In the courtyard of the Royal Palace, the Silver Queen is on one side of the courtyard.She was lying on the table tilting her head, shaking her little feet in lace socks, and staring at the black-haired youth with a drunken smile.

The latter is holding a blank book, writing his story.

Soon, Rope put down the pen in his hand.

"finished."

La Furia immediately adjusted her expression and sat up straight without a trace, as if the rude gesture just now was a fake.

She put her hands together and smiled sweetly.

"Lord Rope, do I still have the honor to be the first to read your novel?"

"Of course, Miss La Furia."

Rope smiled and handed over the book in his hand.

"After reading it, please compare it with the last one you read called "The Call of Cthulhu", I would love to know which of the two is better..."

One was written by himself, the other by Lord Lovecraft's original.

Although Rope didn't expect his serious half-bottle of water to surpass Master Lovecraft, but... there must be an expectation, right?

The princess nodded lightly, and then seriously read the story written by Rope.

In a comfortable afternoon, the maid stepped on the footsteps of professional training, and quietly put the princess and the black-haired youth into warm black tea and delicious snacks.

After a long time, La Furia put down the book in her hand and broke free from the dark world in the book.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time... Mr. Rope, this story is also quite exciting, and it makes people chill."

"Really? Compared with the previous one?"

"And the previous one... um."

The princess organizes the language.

"Please forgive the shallow vocabulary that I brought when I was young. Both of them have their own advantages, and they are both excellent works. But the one I hold in my hands at the moment is as interesting as your previous novels. The writing is a little different... should it be too rigid?"

As she said that, La Furia caught Rope's slightly embarrassed expression in her eyes, and quickly changed the subject.