Knight Asylum

But just like Ming Hai said, it was his rationality that wanted him to bow to the power and accept reality.

Without hesitation, Red turned sideways and threw a liver-blasting punch with such force that the middle-aged policeman flew out and hit the young man who was about to throw a Molotov cocktail. While everyone was stunned by this sudden development, Red immediately bent his waist and ejected, rushing straight towards the bird-shaped monster that had just bombed the building.

Unexpectedly, Red actually dared to come towards him. The bird-shaped monster smiled grimly and raised its claws, ready to cut Red into pieces.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely not dare to act so arrogantly. He is not a particularly powerful weirdo and usually only dares to say a few bad words online.

Even though there are weird terrorist organizations fighting in the streets every now and then, that's because the weirdos in those terrorist organizations are strong enough. If a rookie like him messes around, he will either be arrested or killed. So he has been working cautiously in reality over the years, but last night's news and various discussions on the Internet made him realize one thing.

In today's society, monsters have built-in magic immunity armor! Even if he kills someone, there are special laws to protect monsters! Why not demolish two buildings first?

With an expressionless face, Red caught the Molotov cocktail that the young man had thrown out with his right hand and slammed it hard on the bird-shaped monster's face. He tightened his fingers, and the exploding flames instantly ignited the bird-shaped monster.

“Hahahaha—are you kidding me? This level of flame—”

The bird-shaped monster turned into charcoal while still shouting.

Red stood up straight, opened his fingers slightly and flicked them downward, dispersing the flames on his fingertips.

……

In the dim interrogation room, a strong light shone on Red's face, whose hands were handcuffed on the table.

"Why are you killing weirdos in the street?!"

Chapter 360: Fastest, Most Efficient, and Cheapest

Why kill weirdos in the street?

Red looked down at the handcuffs on his hands, then moved his sight along the smooth table to the two men who were interrogating him. They were staring at him with extremely hateful eyes, and for a moment Red had the strange illusion that he was some kind of serial killer.

"say!!!"

What angered the two men was not Red's silence, but the look in his eyes during the silence.

It seemed like pity, but also like mockery, which made their faces feel a little hot and made them unable to control their resentment.

One of them pulled out his baton and stood up angrily, hitting the table with his baton, making a clanging sound, while walking around towards Red.

Red let out a long sigh, stood up and let his hands hang naturally on both sides of his body. The handcuffs broke with a crisp sound like some kind of puffed food.

The man who was holding the baton and was about to hit Red twisted his ankle and almost fell to the ground.

Although the handcuffs were not specially made, they were at least security equipment and it was not something a human could break free of so easily.

The man holding the baton swallowed hard and cautiously asked, "Are you human?"

He only received an order from his superiors to interrogate, and he didn't know much about the specific details. But if he thought about it carefully, no matter how weak the monster was, it was not something that humans could defeat. Combined with the scene just now where the handcuffs were broken as easily as potato chips.

He found it hard to believe that the person in front of him was human.

Reid looked at the man in front of him with great disappointment.

He knows what his empty self looks like, and he also knows what kind of fear it will bring, but he will never regret it or hesitate to show his empty self in front of others.

When killing the bird-shaped monster, he could have transformed into Kuuga, but he didn't.

He could be considered a weirdo, but he didn't want to be considered a weirdo.

In order to protect humanity, humans defeat the monsters that are wreaking havoc.

What's wrong with this?

"I am...human."

Red sat back, leaning against the back of his chair, and emphasized in a very calm but firm manner.

But he sat in the interrogation room and was loudly questioned why he beat down the weirdo in the street.

He felt that he needed to figure this out.

The two people in charge of the interrogation stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Now they have determined that Red is a weirdo, and weirdos are protected by special laws for weirdos. The new policy has not yet been issued, but their boss has already hinted at it.

The conflict between humans and monsters is fine, but if it's a conflict between monsters...

Just as the two were struggling, the door of the interrogation room was kicked open, and a man rushed in panting. Seeing that Red was still sitting there safely, the man breathed a long sigh of relief and glared at the other two men fiercely.

"You two, get out!"

The two of them immediately ran out in shame, closing the door behind them.

Silence returned to the interrogation room once again.

The man let out a long breath, and seeing that Red was still sitting there motionless, he understood what Red meant, so he pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Long time no see, Director Asano," Red leaned forward slightly, "Does Sylvie Tullia's public relations department still handle this?"

"Unfortunately, this is now a public relations issue," Asano looked at Reid sitting opposite him with his arms folded across his chest with mixed feelings.

When he received the notification that Red had been arrested, he rushed over without stopping.

From a public perspective, as the director of the public relations department, he knows better than anyone what the current environment of [S·L] is like, and can guess what Red will encounter. Red is a terrifying existence that can defeat Gamego head-on, and Red does not have the game restrictions of Gurongi.

Personally, regardless of his stance, Reid is indeed a good person, and looking at the reactions of Jingtian and others, he almost knows where he should stand.

"If you admit that you are a weirdo, you will be able to walk away from here in a swagger. No matter the two people who just interrogated you or the person who handcuffed you, they will all be suspended from their duties."

Asano thought for a while and then spoke slowly.

"I'm human."

"If it's a human... you will be placed under administrative detention, and when the special law on monsters is updated, they will formally charge you with intentionally killing a monster, for a minimum of three years and a maximum of seven years."

Reid fell silent.

Asano raised his hand and scratched his hair. "However, you are an employee of Sylvie Tullia. This matter..."

"Why did it become like this?"

Asano paused and twisted left and right for a while, as if looking for a more comfortable and natural angle, but after twisting for a long time not only did he not find a comfortable angle, the whole chair became unfamiliar.

"The cost of fighting against the weirdos is simply too high."

"The government's daily expenditure on public security equipment maintenance and replenishment is astronomical. If the government wants to reduce its expenditure on equipment, it can only increase the number of public security personnel. The compensation for one life is not even enough to cover the maintenance of military equipment and armor."

Red suddenly realized that the one who came just now was not an armoured vehicle.

"But, this is only the most minor thing. Ha - Red, I won't beat around the bush. The governments of various countries set up special laws for monsters to completely favor monsters. They are not bowing to the existence of monsters, but they want the power of monsters."

Asano wanted to continue beating around the bush, but for some reason, Asano suddenly felt a little tired and didn't plan to hide it anymore.

"Want...the power of a monster?" Reid was stunned.

"There is no reproductive isolation between monsters and humans," Asano crossed his fingers on the table, sat up straight, and said slowly.

"Perhaps the most powerful human in the world can wrestle low-level monsters without the help of equipment, but that is also the most powerful human. How much effort does it take to cultivate such a most powerful human? How many failures do you have to endure?"

"Governments of various countries are not willing to spend countless resources to send the strongest human beings to move bricks and farm, but governments need labor and productivity. [S·L] is influencing the entire world, and the rise of the magic country is the best proof of this."

"Selvi Tulia was originally established to achieve this goal, but Selvi Tulia's progress is too slow and it is still a long way from achieving its goal. U himself and even the sponsors are actually unwilling to cooperate with them..."

Asano paused and leaned forward.

"Half-blood."

"The hybrid of humans and monsters is the fastest, most efficient, and cheapest way for humans to gain monster powers."

"Coercion is the lowest form of tactics. Incitement and inducing thinking are truly unsolvable arrangements."

Red remained silent, but Asano was sure that Red understood what he meant.

"After this, Sylvie Tulia will also have to make a statement."

Chapter 361 Unreal Harmony

With Sylvie Tullia's intervention, Red naturally avoided the crisis of being detained and prosecuted. After leaving the police station, Red walked on the street, against the flow of people.

Red suddenly felt that the scene of monsters and humans walking together became extremely incongruous and unreal. He had the same feeling when he first saw such a scene.

At that time, he felt that all this was incredibly beautiful, too beautiful to be real, but everything was right in front of him, and he was looking forward to such a beautiful future from the bottom of his heart.

just now……

A man who had been hiding in the alley and looking in the direction of the police station saw Red coming out of the police station and immediately took off his hat and rushed across the road in a hurry. He bumped into Red's side and pulled Red's arm to squeeze to the side with fewer people.

When he got to a place where there were not many people around, he took off his hat and revealed his face.

"Red, are you okay?" Shinji Shirodo looked Red up and down with concern, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Red had no obvious external injuries.

"I'm sorry to have made you worry," Reid raised his hand and patted Shiroto Shinji's shoulder, "Where are your colleagues?"

"We have moved to Attorney Kitaoka's house. We are temporarily working there," Shiroto Shinji paused and couldn't help but complained in a low voice, "By the way, why did we conflict with them at that time?"

"Who knows why?" Red tilted his head. "Shinji, don't you think I shouldn't stop them?"

"how come!"

Shinji Shirodo raised his voice, his face full of indignation, but this indignation was quickly covered by fatigue.

"I don't understand, but I won't give up my wish. Everyone at ORE Newspaper thinks so too. Both seniors and Miss Lingzi are still investigating the experimental accident at Seimeiin University."

"Thank you for your hard work—" Red put his hands on his hips and let out a breath.

After parting with Shinji Shirodo, Red wandered around the Star District for a few more laps before riding Mobile Pegasus to Milk Dipper.

Because Red had been coming to Milk Dipper frequently recently, many medical staff remembered Red's face and knew why he came, so they didn't come forward to ask, but smiled and nodded.

As soon as Red walked out of the elevator, he saw Qiao sitting in a chair, yawning in boredom.

"You are too dedicated."

Qiao looked up and glanced at Red, then sat down next to him and spread his hands, "I'm sorry, I'm just such a boring person."

"Do you need me to bring you some books?" Red sat next to Qiao and raised his chin towards the ward door. "Is there anything wrong?"

"Yes - the jewel of the fashion world woke up and clamored to see the hero who saved her, otherwise she couldn't sleep."

Qiao raised his eyes, stretched out his voice, and poked Red's kidney hard with his elbow.

"Okay—"

"So what?" Red, feeling a little itchy after being poked, quickly raised his hand and lifted up Qiao's arm and wrapped it around her.

"I asked the nurse to give her an injection of sedative, and she turned into Sleeping Beauty after one injection," Qiao grinned, "Just now she was yelling that she would jump off the building if she couldn't see you, so the nurse gave her another injection."

"Wow - is this really okay?" Red's eyes twitched, "Didn't they say she needs to rest?"

"Look how quiet she is now, without even making a sound," Qiao shook his head nonchalantly and shrugged his shoulders, "She is a princess with a terrible temper. Believe me, if she falls asleep like this, she will recover much faster than when she is awake."

"what……"

Reid raised his eyebrows in surprise.

From the photos in those fashion magazines and some interview videos, he could indeed see that Rosette was a very arrogant person, but the timing when he actually met Rosette face to face was very subtle, and his first impression of Rosette was that of a poor little girl.

"Why, you don't believe it?" Qiao stretched out his finger and poked it hard on Red's face and turned it left and right. "Believe me, compared to this guy, Sonoda Mari is as obedient as a field mouse."

"Well - this is really a subtle metaphor," Red gestured and nodded uncontrollably.

"By the way, have you visited Sonoda Mari recently?" Qiao asked casually, as if he had remembered something.

"recent……"

Reid was in a daze for a moment and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"How long has it been recently?"

The experiences of the three timelines occasionally make him feel as if he has been derailed from the track of time.

"You... you're not."

"Sorry, sorry, what happened?" Reid took out his cell phone and looked through the recent call records, but there was no sign of Mari Sonoda's number.

If anything happened, Mari Sonoda would definitely contact him.

But when I think about it carefully, I seem to have said that we would contact each other regularly, but because the time was reset several times, this memory has become vague.

"No - very peaceful." Qiao tilted his head, "Of course, because I told her that you are dealing with dangerous and troublesome things now, so the daily contact person has changed to me, isn't it thoughtful?"

Red was speechless for a moment, not knowing whether the thoughtfulness that Qiao mentioned referred to Qiao herself or Sonoda Mari.

"Thank you very much, but the matter of Meteor Academy will not be a problem soon. Tell her so the next time you contact her."

"I will," Qiao smiled.

In the evening, Reid returned to the office, and Minghai sat in the chair behind the desk just like when he left, crossing his fingers and looking out the window. The slightly dusky light shone through the window and fell on Minghai's thin body.