Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"But don't forget, how long have I been with you." Azalea snorted proudly: "I know all about your crooked preferences."

"As expected of my system girl."

"hey-hey."

Azalea walked to the bed, kicked off the high heels on her feet, and shook her little feet in white stockings at Ropey, speaking with obvious ridicule.

"Small demigod, what are you waiting for? Aren't you coming to serve your master? This is the order of the "God of Insects" Sada Hegra. If you can't satisfy me tonight, you have to be careful with your own life. .If you make me wait any longer, maybe my sharp teeth will bite into something like fine steel.”

Rope raised his brows, and an annoyed smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

He loosened his collar and walked towards the defiant Azalea.

"Of course, His Majesty the great Sada Hegra, I will let us have an unforgettable night. I hope you like the more intense gameplay..."

In general, from the initial encounter, to the present, thousands of years later, Rope and Azalea are finally literally united.

Although the time was only seventy-three hours, the final result was enough for the two to reminisce on the long journey.

Chapter [-] The release of the devil girl, the game of two naive ghosts

When Gurefiya Lucifergus woke up, the long-lasting scent of rosemary wafted in the brown-red room, which lifted some spirits for her groggy head.

Unlike Serafuru, the prayers of the Insect God didn't have much effect on her.

Grafia did not see the terrible and lamentable history of Nasha Gai, nor was she attracted by the dark secrets.

A normal coma, a normal awakening, and then there is such a picture in front of her.

In the twilight of the underworld, Serafuru was standing by the window of the room, looking out at the purple sky, looking at her fascinated expression as if she was thinking about something.

"Seraphlu?"

"Ok?"

Grafia's voice awakened Serafuru.

The black-haired girl turned her head and showed a soft and beautiful smile to her friend who had parted ways because of the faction, but was reunited because of the faction.

"Greyfia, you are awake."

"...How long have I slept?"

Grefia asked while covering her head.

Serafuru picked up the emerald-colored cup, walked to Grefia's side, and put the water in the silver-haired beauty's hand.

"It's been almost a whole day since the ancient evil started his terrifying ritual until you woke up. I woke up more than ten hours earlier than you."

"That ceremony was successful?"

"Success."

Seraph nodded.

"Although I don't understand what the ancient evil thing wants to do, but now that the underworld is calm, Lord Ropey should have gotten what he wants."

"What about the underworld?"

"The sky was broken at one point, but it's back to normal."

Serafuru looked at the purple evening sky.

It's hard to imagine that it was a fragmented and absurd scene more than a dozen hours ago.

"It is worth mentioning that the ancient evil things have settled down here, but the devil himself has started an internal war. Yesterday, Serjax came here, and the anti-demon king faction and the demon king faction have officially started a war, which was triggered by Zufamei. The slaughter of the same clan will soon be staged in the land of the underworld."

"..."

Grafia was silent.

She was a little worried about her father, but also a little worried about the rest of the family.

But no matter whether the outside world ignited the fuse or not, the explosion of the gunpowder would eventually have missed the two of them.

A demon isolated from the world in a city of ancient evils.

Grafia slowly got out of the bed, using her handy dressing magic to replace her sleepiness with her everyday dress.

"Selavlu, what are you going to do next?"

"There are no detailed plans." Seraphlu scratched her long hair somewhat unladylike. "There is no need to worry about material needs in this city. As our slaves, we can only live by and live every day, until the whims of the ancient evils give us a new mission."

"I never thought that the two of us would get such a fate." Gurefiya said, with a rare smile on the corner of his mouth: "Remember that at the banquet of our young generation, the relationship between me and you can only be counted. generally."

"Really? I'm quite fond of you, Grefia."

Serafuru puffed out her chest and said quite proudly.

"After all, you are a female demon with the same strength as Miss Ben, and you are enough to be remembered by me, Grefia."

"Ha ha……"

Gurefia didn't refute Serafuru's words, she picked up the long brass rod on the table, and elegantly poked the spices in the incense burner.

"It's great that you can be so energetic. Looking at the expression on your face when you put on the collar, I thought you would be stubborn to the end. Even if you temporarily succumb to the ancient evil, you will try to wash away the shame."

"It's a little bit familiar with that guy. As you said, the situation is not too bad..."