Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Grafia had never considered these things in her mind.

She looked down at the handsome young man who said with a chuckle, but felt that her inherent impression of the ancient evil was being shattered little by little.

Sometimes it is a sunny afternoon as gentle as white clouds drifting by, and sometimes it is like a violent thunderstorm.

The two contradictory personalities merged in Rope without any trace.

Grafia suddenly reacted, a word in the words that Rope had just said.

"...The future?" The silver-haired beauty frowned slightly: "Lord Rope, with your strength, have you been able to accomplish the feat of observing the future?"

"probably."

Even if there is no effect of predicting the plot, Rope, who has refined the divinity of "time" to a certain extent, can really read part of the future.

"Then you know... the underworld... what will my father look like after this war? What about the Lucifergus family?"

"Is this kind of thing still necessary to predict?"

Rope shrugged.

"Grephia, have you come to your own conclusion? More than [-]% of the [-]-pillar nobles support the anti-demon king faction, and the "Great King" Baal, who has aristocratic cohesion, is the symbol of the anti-demon king faction, a young and powerful young demon , even if the Demon King faction has the blood heirs of the four major demon kings as the orthodox heirs, the fighting strength they have is really not enough to see, and each of them is stupid, what can they use to fight against the excellent faction of the anti demon king faction? "

And the only surpasser of the Demon King faction, Li Zeweim, has been slaughtered by him.

In this case, the defeat of the current Demon King government is only a matter of time.

Grafia sighed in her heart and closed her eyes.

"Hey, Lord Rope!"

Serafuru, who was watching TV, turned her head.

"What's the matter, Serafuru?"

"Can I be the girl in there too!"

"sure……"

Rope spread his hands and said to Serafuru, whose eyes were shining brightly.

"Seraphlu is the most powerful demon in the underworld, and magic is not a problem at all. All you need is an iconic ornate staff and a radiant transformation ceremony. As long as you meet this requirement At two o'clock, Serafuru, you can become a magical girl."

"awesome!"

Serafuru rushed out of the room immediately.

After a while, she returned to the TV, showing the hesitation of eating crabs and not knowing what to do.

"Lord Rope, this... can this be paused?" the girl asked eagerly: "I have something I want to do now, but I don't want to miss the next plot..."

"That's the square button in the lower right corner."

"thank you very much!"

There is no ladylike demeanor at all, just like a child.

Serafuru's performance surprised Gurefia. Although they separated after the two camps were clarified, in her impression, Serafuru Sidi was not such a detached character.

After all, the Sidi family is one of the seventy-two aristocrats. The family education is definitely the top in the underworld, and Seraphlu has won a lot of favor at the banquets with her excellent lady style. It is difficult to look like the original. Aristocratic ladies are linked together.

"Everyone has a child in their hearts, and when does the problem manifest itself?"

Rope took out two discs from his arms, and after thinking about it, he put them back.

Forget it, let’s not let Seraphuru, who is a beginner, get in touch with the dark and crippling stories like “Magic Girl Madoka” and “Magic Girl Website” for the time being…

Although he really wanted to watch it in a funny way, when the girl read these stories, she went from a full smile to a frozen smile to a dumbfounded expression, but it was so intense that it was easy to generate disgust, and it was better to gradually develop it.

There is more fun to look forward to.

Ten minutes later, the black tea in Rope's cup had bottomed out, and there was only the tick of the unique timer of the underworld in the room.

He stood up, walked in front of Grefia, reached out and raised the chin of the silver-haired beauty.

Seemingly frightened, Gurefia took a step back, but then she remembered something, stopped, and stood where she was, letting the black-haired youth act.

"Don't you want to?"

"...No." Gurefia turned her gaze away: "I am a sacrifice to you, your property, what you want to do with me is your freedom..."

"Nice answer, Grefia."

The little secret technique developed based on the divinity of "happiness" quietly drilled into Grefia's ear along Rope's fingertips.

"Well!"

"Don't resist."

Rope put Grefia down on the sofa and said in her ear.

"As the Prince of Pleasure, I will show you what true happiness is, the blissful sensory world..."

Two hours later, Selavlu got rid of her parents who asked about it, and was going to show Rope the magic she had newly developed and named "Serafluu Transformation".

But when she walked to the door of the room, a small voice from inside made the girl stop.

She listened quietly, her cheeks getting more and more red, and then she didn't plan to go in, just leaned against the wall of the corridor.