The Knight of the Second Generation of Demons Re-enacts

She was afraid.

So, in the end, I chose to stagnate.

"Maybe."

Kousaka Honoka smiled bitterly. In fact, she also felt uneasy about the future.

Maybe what I'm doing now is just useless?

What's more outrageous is that although he temporarily delayed the death of everyone in Zeya City, he might have accelerated the demise of the entire earth?

However, when she thought that the future of mankind was destined to end in sadness, she could not remain indifferent no matter what. Even if it was just a tiny hope, she wanted to reach out and grab it.

Honoka Kousaka didn't want to give up.

"But even if you are deceiving me, there must be a reason for deceiving me. If I take this as the next direction and move forward step by step, I think I might be able to get closer to the future I want to go to.

If I really can’t communicate with the Overlord, I will try every possible way to make them obey. If that doesn’t work, then…”

"Reality is not that simple!"

Nagasaki Suyo covered her face, feeling her emotions starting to get out of control.

"Have you forgotten that it is because we are easily manipulated by others that Umi..."

"That's why we can't give up!"

Kousaka Honoka stepped forward and pried open Nagasaki Motoyo's hands, looking into those eyes that had lost their tenderness for the first time.

"I can never forgive myself for killing Umi, so I can't just ignore what Yggdrasil did, because if I do that, I'll be watching more innocent people like Umi die! I have no way out!"

"!?"

The same short sentence was spoken by another person who was different yet similar. The weird feeling made Nagasaki Suyo's eyes widen, and she looked at the person in front of her in some surprise.

——Why is it like this again?

The sense of similarity that had once comforted me was now bone-chillingly cold.

Once upon a time, such a person also appeared in front of me, but now she has completely changed into a stranger to me.

Nagasaki Suyo clenched her fists and squeezed out words from her throat as if making a final resistance.

"In that case, what if you do something irreparable again, Honoka?"

"If it really comes to that time."

Kousaka Honoka smiled wisely.

"Let Su Shi stop me. After all, Su Shi is much smarter than me!"

As she spoke, Kousaka Honoka patted Nagasaki Motoyo's shoulder, and breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the other's eyes gradually calming down.

"… She obviously won't listen to me at all."

"what?"

"Do not."

Patting her cheeks, Nagasaki Motoyo tried to force a smile, but in the end she could only look back at Kousaka Honoka stiffly.

"I mean, leave it to me~"]

BB Channel: Ah, both dialogue judgments failed, both the tsundere offensive and the direct ball offensive failed, the strength of this wall of heart is really high.

Accountant Ishigami: No, did Nagasaki Suyo really only experience the disbandment of a band once before? Is the band such a terrible thing?

Archangel Shimokitazawa: No! It's not!

RiNG The God of Pressure: I think this is Xiangzi's fault, because she used to use this cheerful mode to force us to do things.

Vehicle Killer: What is Kailang Xiangzi? Is there such a thing?

Customer service Xiaoxiang: ...

No, Hono Jam, why are you so relieved? Doesn't this mean I'm totally unconvinced?

Guo Huang: This... this is not my fault. If we hadn’t seen Su Shi’s mental activities through the video, who would have known that she was thinking this way?

Long-term vegetarian: To be honest, even I don’t understand it a bit.

Masked Devil: Delicious, so delicious! This gravity spiral accumulated by the constant interweaving of misunderstandings and girlish hearts! It is really delicious! And the taste is getting stronger and stronger! I didn't expect that there would be such a person in other worlds. It really touched me!

Super high school level despair: It is indeed a despair that I have never experienced.

Goddess of Water: This is too heavy, please make something funny to lighten the atmosphere!

Guichu Kazuma: I'm not a comedian! Although I really want to complain about you loudly, this time I feel the same way as you. Do I have any more scenes with Uncle Huanglian? This atmosphere is almost suffocating!

[“For a pastry chef, physical strength is the foundation?~~Sing!”

As if the voice heard the audience's thoughts, or as if it was intended to neutralize the gravitational field released by Nagasaki Soyo, the deep tenor voice broke the tranquility of the morning park.

A muscular man in military uniform was humming a self-composed tune while tilting his head to urge the young man behind him to speed up his pace.

In sharp contrast to the relaxed sturdy man, the young man wearing his favorite green sportswear was moving his legs like a zombie. With every step he took, his chest rose and fell violently like a blower, accompanied by a hoarse roar squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

If someone who doesn't know the situation saw this scene, they would probably think that a zombie crisis had come to pass.

Only the old men and women who often stroll around here know that the two people chasing each other are Huang Lian and Sato Kazuma, who have not appeared for a long time.

Since the joint performance, Sato Kazuma officially became Huanglian's disciple and began special training.

What puzzled Sato Kazuma was that Huanglian just made him repeat three things day after day: physical training, pastry technique teaching and fashion show practice, but had no intention of teaching him any fighting skills.

Physical training is fine, but Sato Kazuma admits that his physical fitness as a otaku does lower the lower limit of the knight system.

There is nothing wrong with making pastries. After all, I have become his disciple, so there is no way I won't inherit his legacy.

but……

"Can someone explain to me what a fashion show is? Is it necessarily related to our Xiaermeng's special training?"

As he thought about it, Sato Kazuma became angrier and angrier, and today he finally couldn't help but question Huang Lian loudly.

Huanglian grinned at him and then pointed at his feet.

"Ugh?"

Sato Kazuma looked down and saw that because of his distraction just now, he had unknowingly walked onto a landmine.

——Where did the mine come from?

The moment this thought came to mind, Sato Kazuma's body seemed to be electrified, and he completed the transformation with the fastest hand speed in his life.

“Never Give Up!”

"boom!!!"

The familiar sound effect of Kuritan's transformation and the roar of the landmine mixed together, and Sato Kazuma, who was blown into the sky, fell back to the ground with a look of despair on his face.

——Well, come to think of it, I seem to have learned a skill related to combat.

Sato Kazuma, who was lying on the ground in a ball-like shape, thought helplessly.

——That is how to quickly transform under the various sneak attacks of the master...

……

The perspective came to the three-member group of World Tree 25.

After working overtime all night, the three of them tried their best to integrate all the information they could get from all aspects.

"I see, that's how it is~"

On the way back to the laboratory, Mobius was watching the battle data about Overlord Shinhong that Nishikino Maki obtained from Qiwen Kaito on his mobile phone. Excitement first appeared on his face, but he soon thought of another question.

"How's the progress of the giraffe investigation?"

"It didn't go well."

Nishikino Maki shook her head and said helplessly.

"After multiple verifications, we found that his household registration was forged. None of the bank accounts under his name had been used, and even the residential address he filled in had been abandoned for many years."

"So, this guy has been deceiving the World Tree from the beginning?"

Sid clicked his tongue and opened the door of the laboratory for the two of them.

For a moment, they felt they had no idea where to start investigating this mysterious Mr. Giraffe who was beyond the three people's knowledge.

Fortunately, the kind-hearted Mr. Giraffe hates to see anyone in trouble, and in the laboratory that should have been empty, the magnetic bass voice was accurately heard by the three people who had just entered the laboratory the next second.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen, did you have a nice night?"

As the three people looked at them with different expressions, the chair that Mebius often sat on suddenly turned towards them, revealing the alpaca mask with a dull look behind it.

This originally silly and cute image seemed quite intimidating in the current atmosphere, and its black eyes reflected a strange light under the incandescent light.

Taking in the expressions of Mebius and the others, the giraffe chuckled.

"I understand.

You guys should have started investigating me, so I came here specially, I hope you don't mind. "

"You guy!"

Feeling the strange pressure emanating from the giraffe, Sid just took out the lock seed and prepared to transform, but was stopped by Mebius.

"No, you came at the right time. I was just thinking about having a good chat with you~"

The green-haired girl smiled sweetly, trotted up to the other person and tried to take off her hood, but of course the latter nimbly turned his head to avoid the move.

"Alright alright."

Mebius withdrew his hand, but his eyes were still scanning the opponent's hood, as if looking for some opportunity to take advantage of.

"If your true identity isn't an option, then you can at least tell me who you are and why you did those things?"

“I’m just a spectator.”

The giraffe adjusted his headgear.

"So I'm dissatisfied with the game where you guys have the advantage unilaterally, and I can't help but want to support the disadvantaged side. This is also human nature, right?"

"So, you choose to help Kousaka Honoka?"

"Yes."