Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Miss Artemis, do you really just want to settle the Andaris matter now, even if you have to sacrifice your life and let you fall into a deep sleep for tens of thousands of years?"

"Yes."

The goddess of the moon looked up at the purple sky.

"Whether you use your power to smash Andaris, or you kill it with this Orion spear, you must destroy me. Otherwise, Andaris, who draws divine power, will regenerate infinitely, every time the moon It will be even more prosperous when it hangs high at night..."

"What if I had a way to kill that monster and keep you alive, Miss Artemis?"

Rope said.

Artemis turned his head and showed an illusory smile to Rope.

"...Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency Rope. I think this resurrection will be a lesson for me. It will tell me to stop being blind and arrogant, and to cherish the lives of my children more."

The goddess of the moon declined the kindness of the demon god.

Just like the words that Artemis has always been talking about, this action is not only for saving the world, but also for the "redemption" of his own soul.

The Moon Goddess could not forget the girls of the family, always believing that their deaths were their own fault.

"After chatting for so many days, you still call me "Lord Rope", which makes me very sad. "

Rope walked over to Artemis and picked up a handful of dirt from the ground.

When Ropey released his palm and let the soil fall to the ground, an incredible scene happened.

In this corrupt place where the vitality of the earth was extracted, a sapling grew out of the soil, stretched its branches and leaves, and grew into a towering tree in less than a moment.

What surprised Artemis even more was that the trees that grew out did not seem to be affected by the power of Andaris, and even eroded the surrounding soil to make them normal.

"In this world, the death of life is like a seed detached from the trunk that will take root elsewhere and become another tree, and this 'reincarnation' is your gods' only consolation for the passing of their children.But it was "another tree" after all, not the original one. "

Artemis listened quietly to Rope's words.

How could she not know about this.

But how can you know?

Even the god of death in the heavens is only in control of the orderliness of the souls of mortals. Even gods have to abide by the rules of life and death that go against the common sense of life and death.Otherwise, why would the gods fall into a thousand-year, ten-thousand-year slumber if they were killed?Is it really the cultivation of the disappearance of power?

The gods of this world, they were also born within the world, and naturally they also abide by the rules of the world.

"Artemis, do you want to revive all your kinship girls?"

He listened quietly, but couldn't calm down after these words.

The indifferent question of the black-haired youth made the Moon Goddess' eyes widen, and the pupils kept shaking.

She could swear that she heard it right, but the words in Rope's mouth made her unable to believe it.

"What do you mean by resurrection...?"

"It's the one you imagined."

Rope said.

"If your family's corpse is still intact, no, even if it is incomplete, as long as there is a medium, I can resurrect her intact in this world. Death is just a dream for them."

Artemis took a deep breath, even with the missing body that didn't eat or drink, she felt a little dizzy.

The surprise came too suddenly.

If the great god of another world in front of her can really bring back the completely dead, then all her sorrows at the moment will be solved.

"What do I need to do?"

Artemis asked anxiously.

"Or, what does Lord Rope need me to do to resurrect my children?"

Help is never free, the Moon Goddess knows that well.

Along the way, Rope never looked at her with admiration, mixed with love.Although Artemis is a love abstinenceist and has never tried the taste of love, it does not mean that she has lost the ability to even observe words.

But even so, Artemis was willing.

Whether the object is the lover chosen by Hestia, after twenty lives of children closely related to her have passed away in front of her eyes, Artemis already has a feeling. Goddess' modesty is worthless.

If Rope is really willing to use this as an exchange to resurrect her family, Artemis will never refuse.

"I need you……"

Although he was conscious, Artemis was still a little nervous.

Ropera's long-pitched voice, like the gavel of judgment, always makes people go up and down before it falls.

After the sale was finished, the black-haired youth smiled shyly.

"...I need you to smile more, Artemis."

"Eh?"

"Why, is this request difficult to fulfill?"

"No, it's just that you shouldn't..."

Feeling Rope's gaze that seemed to see through her inner thoughts, Artemis blushed with rare shyness.