Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Hermes sighed.

"It's just an accident, why take it so seriously for the sake of an accident. Uranos, what do you think?"

The old god did not answer.

He certainly didn't want to be hostile to Rope.

Officially, the terrifying power is not something that the gods can withstand.

And there's something about "heretics".

After finally finding a miraculous savior, Uranos really couldn't bear the future of the happy world that Rope and Rope said.

Rope gradually dissipated the scarlet power and looked at Freya.

Sitting back in the chair, he waved his hand.

"My attitude will not change because of today's events. If you want peace, then we will come in peace. If you want war, I will not be stingy. All decisions depend on your behavior."

Ouranos was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

"You, let the children of the family go back."

No one raised any objection, the gods turned around, walked out of the palace that once belonged to Istar, and returned to their respective residences with the children of their kin.

The whispers outside cannot affect the gods in the palace.

After the gods left, only Uranus, Loki, Freya, Hermes, Hestia, and Rope were left.

Chapter [-]: The End of the Calamity of the Fall of the Gods

The few remaining gods stood quietly like a competition for who spoke first.

Rope didn't bother to care about them, so he got up and walked in front of Hestia, and helped Goddess Loli up from the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now."

Rope apologized, then treated Hestia's slightly bruised wrist.

Hestia shook her head, clutching Rope's clothes tightly with both hands and begging.

"Rope, you're just so scary... don't be like that, okay?"

The situation just now really frightened Hestia.

On one side is the friend she once lowered her head to see, and on the other side is the lover she harvested.

It was really hard for Hestia to speak.

She's not the kind of goddess with a tough personality, and just like her weak body in the Nether, Hestia's heart is weak.

"Ah."

Rope fondly stroked Hestia's hair.

"I was a little excited before, but it won't be like this next time, Hestia."

"Let's go to the movies together, go shopping together, and eat delicious food together..." Hestia buried her head in Rope's chest: "I won't lose my temper when you look for girls, and I'm also in the room. I'll sort it out myself... so, so stop doing such a horrible thing..."

"……Um."

Rope felt a little guilty.

It was true that his murderous heart was blazing like fire just now, but at this moment, seeing Hestia's crying expression, he felt that he might have gone too far.

This is not a world where life and death are taken lightly, and they do nothing if they are not satisfied.

This is the peaceful Orari, where adventurers and gods write dream chapters together.

"I promise, next time, if it's not really serious, I won't deal with it this way again."

It's cool, and Rope feels a little helpless when he thinks of the next development.

He made such a fuss, the gods of Orari must be so frightened that their hearts were cast a shadow.

But it doesn't matter, there are only a few gods he knows well, and the others are all guys who don't know each other.

Anyway, it does not affect the spread of entertainment.

As long as the movies and games are of good quality and fun and good-looking, he doesn't worry that the boring gods like Orari will not buy it because of this.

Humans are very forgetful creatures, especially immortal creatures like the gods.

"You really dote on Hestia, which makes me a little envious."

Freya said with a smile.

"However, this storm is finally over. If you are really hostile to us, I don't want to fight with you. According to your ability to kill Istar without hesitation, it is estimated that I will not be in your hands. Do you get preferential treatment because of my appearance? Pity that I am so worthless as a beauty god..."

"Hey, lecherous goddess." Loki and Freya said to each other: "Thank you this time, I didn't expect you to be very useful other than in bed."

As expected of Loki, even saying thanks is so unacceptable.

Freya, who was already used to Loki's way of speaking, smiled and shook her head.

"After hundreds of years, I can finally hear good things from your mouth again. Loki, it's over, what are you still doing here?"

"I have something to say to Rope..."