Although the sound was small, Rope's hearing was still fully captured.

"Actually, I just want you not to go back recently, just live in the research institute. It's a bit unspeakable danger outside, but..."

Rope smiled very charmingly.

"I heard what you said. It turns out that you already understand it very well. It was my mistake... Well, I will confess to you in a few days."

"Ahhhh!?? How can you, Rope...now? Say something like this?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

What she was still complaining about just now became a reality, the girl immediately panicked, looked around, and finally squatted down, her red face buried in her arms.

"Um... Rope, you idiot!"

...you asked me to say it clearly.

Rope sighed helplessly.

The girl's mind is like the changeable weather in spring, and there is no weather forecast to predict, it is always so hard to guess.

Makase Kurisu was given some time to get used to it. When Rope was going to help tidy up the messy desktop, the old-fashioned bell rang in the quiet office.

He took out his phone, and the caller ID was the number he wanted to call in the afternoon—"Wingate Pisley".

After counting the time, it has been almost a month since the last contact.It's been a while.

Rope connected the phone.

"Wingate, suddenly call me at this time, if it's because of the SCP project again, I'll sink you into the sea..."

"Your Excellency Rope, please listen to me first."

There was a lot of noise in Wingate, and the old man's tone was weary and eager.

"My private release of "SCP-214", "SCP-914", and "SCP-173" has been known to the Foundation.Kevin and I were both under arrest warrants and would be on a plane back to Europe in five minutes.I will try my best to confuse their search, and it will take a little time, and please use those SCP items as soon as possible to achieve your goals.If you can, please kill those SCP Foundation soldiers now, since I am not the district director, it is difficult to ensure their obedience, compared to the destruction of the world, these people's lives..."

"……You are joking?"

"If only it was a joke."

Wingate smiled wryly.

"Beginning five days ago, the mass resurrection and bizarre death of Europe has alarmed everyone at the SCP Foundation, who want to control this unknown large-scale anomalous "plague".But the only "panacea" SCP-500 that worked so far was limited in number, so they thought of the ability of the "coffee maker" SCP-214... I've tried my best. "

SCP-214, capable of producing exotic beverages, is technically therapeutic, and these are well documented in the archives.

Wingate finally said.

"In short, my help may end here, Your Excellency Rope... I wish you good luck. After so much effort, please don't let the predetermined tragedy happen."

"..."

The call was hung up.

Rope's face was unusually calm.

Makase Kurisu realized something was wrong, got out of her shy state, and looked at Rope blankly.

"Is... Director Pisley's call?"

"Ah."

Rope replied softly, and then walked out of the house.

"I've been out for a while, and the research institute will be handed over to you during this time, Hong Lixi."

"Oh? Wait, where are you going, Rope?"

The black-haired youth paused in footsteps and spat out a word from his mouth.

"Europe."

Chapter [-]: The War That Comes Like a Tempest

In Constanta, just a few days after the sunny weather, there was another storm.

The dark clouds, like the ominous rumors of "resurrection of the dead" these days, shrouded people's hearts, making people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.The Razers scurrying in the clouds seemed to be the fury of the gods, driving the people to speed up their steps to return to their homes.

The heavy rain fell, splashing water on the concrete pavement, and the transparent water droplets turned into a dark-haired youth with a gloomy face, and steadily integrated into the crowd on the street.

Half a day after the call from Wingate, Rope used his powers to step into Romanian territory after dealing with chores in Tokyo.

According to the information I have seen, this is one of the main bases of the SCP Foundation headquarters in Europe.All those with Level 4 authority, department heads, and task force leaders who violated the Foundation's regulations must come here to pass a random "O5 Council" member to make the final judgment and convict the crime.The severity of its criminal law, the lightest is dismissal and memory erasure, the most serious and most without exception are all the death penalty.

Wingate privately released three high-risk SCP containment items. Perhaps the immortal body with the curse of Iss can invalidate the conventional death penalty, but serious punishment will never be less.

The black-haired youth promised his allies to see the end come, even if the current Wingate loses the privilege of "regional director", it will not change in the slightest.

So here he is.

With blood and death, to fulfill the promise.

In the rain, a faint blood-red light group appeared on Rope's palm, who was gradually separated from the crowd.After being crushed, the blood-red light group immediately transformed into a distorted elf, lying in the palm of his hand.

The elf let out a hoarse wailing sound, and the little right hand pointed in a certain direction.

"Is this here..."

A murderous look flashed in Luo Peizhan's blue pupils, holding the elf and walking straight forward.

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