Knight Asylum

Red slapped his head hard.

But if you can come up with this answer, you can lock in a person who may become the Daughter of Origin in advance.

At this moment, Zhan Ji Lingma's face appeared in front of Reid.

Really, do we need to ask for help from this man who linked the theory of relativity with Date A Live and exudes the aura of a scumbag?

"Reid, you seem troubled," U raised the corners of his mouth slightly, crossing his fingers in front of him, "but you really need to think about it."

"That's true. After all, there are so many of them." Hong Yinye smiled wickedly and moved his fingers. "Do you need teacher Hong Yinye to teach you some experience?"

"Techniques for getting slapped?"

"That's called the caress of love," Hong Yin muttered unhappily, and subconsciously touched her face with her right hand. It would have been fine if Reid hadn't said anything, but as soon as he said it, his face began to hurt.

"Ha--never mind. I know. I'll go ask."

Red raised his hand to hang up the phone, stood up, and left the villa. Hongyin naturally followed Red with her violin in her hand.

"Hey, why are you following me?"

"Watch a show."

"Hmph - do I look like someone who would ask a question directly?"

Hong Yin also blinked and then widened her eyes, taking a step back suddenly as if struck by lightning.

Why would this man say such cowardly words in such a brave tone?

"I say, shouldn't you find a band that can help our people sneak into the museum ball?" Red raised his voice with some annoyance.

If villains like Dai Shocker and Consortium X have received invitations, it would be surprising if this ball doesn't cause some stir.

But this is also a good opportunity to catch someone.

That's why U asked him who he would choose as his dance partner.

As Ming Hai said, he became the center of chaos, and those who would appear at the ball were basically organizations that regarded him as an enemy. If he appeared at the ball, those organizations' attention would all be focused on him, and they would naturally ignore other people.

For example, Kiryu Sento and Manjo Ryuu, who seem harmless at ordinary times but are reliable companions who can pin most monsters to the ground with a pull of their belts.

"Okay, just wait for my good news."

Hong Yin also held her forehead, shook her head helplessly, and turned away.

After confirming that Hong Yin was lucky and was not lurking around, Red scratched his face, took out the headphones given by Zhan Ji Lingma from his pocket, put them in his ears, and tapped them. Within a few seconds, Zhan Ji Lingma's cheerful voice came out.

"Oh~ Red, I'm your best friend, Sengoku Lingma. I have more than 10,000 dating strategies to support you."

Reid's mouth twitched.

Is this Zhan Ji Ling Ma serious?

But what made him even more speechless was that he could only hold his nose and ask Zhan Ji Lingma for help.

"Anyway, this is the current situation."

Red looked around and confirmed that there was no one around and then told him about his dance partner.

"What do you think?"

There was a long silence on the other side of the headset.

Sengoku Ryoma muted the volume and looked at Sagara, who was leaning back tactically with his arms folded across his chest.

"Is this the reason why so many Daughters of Origin chose him?"

"Ah, this... I don't know what will happen in the future. I can only make a certain degree of speculation based on the status of the Daughter of Origin." Sagara stood up straight, paced back and forth for several circles, then turned his head to look at Reid in the holographic image, and his eyes twitched slightly.

This is the man who can stop the time train with one punch and smash the ruler's stone tablet with one kick.

"In other words, we have to figure out who is the most suitable Daughter of Origin now?"

Takatora Wudao frowned, he couldn't believe that he was actually involved in the combat meeting between Sengoku Ryoma and Sagara. But there was no way, who could have thought that the future of the earth would really depend on such an option.

"As expected, I can only choose——"

"Why do we have to choose?" Zhan Ji Lingma tilted his head, his clear eyes made Wu Dao Guihu feel numb, "Isn't our goal now to increase the number of people who will get the golden fruit as much as possible? So what we need to do now is not to determine who will be the daughter of origin, but to increase the number of candidates."

Scumbag...

Wu Daoguihu felt a black screen before his eyes and staggered back several steps.

"Yeah!" Sagara's eyes widened.

There are scumbags!

Sengoku Ryoma and Sagara clapped their hands in perfect harmony. Wudao Takatora wanted to stop them, but they had already restored communication.

"Red, this is not a big deal. How could the identity of the Daughter of Origin be determined just because of a dance? Red, if you care too much about it, it will lead to such a future."

Zhan Ji Lingma laughed and waved his hand.

"What kind of dance is it? Eat and drink, and then just attack the dance. No one at that dance is a good person anyway. You are not here to fall in love!"

Reid blinked and slowly stood up straight.

In awe.

Chapter 560: There is only one traitor

Even though it's really fucked up for Sengoku Reima to say that, I have to admit that Sengoku Reima is right!

Is now the time to think about who your dance partner will be! ?

"Red, although this is very sudden, can you be my dance partner and attend the dance held at the museum?"

Meizier shyly handed over the museum's invitation.

Reid, who was trying to pry information out of Mitsuo Hongo's mouth, was stunned, while Sengoku Ryoma and Sagara overturned the table.

"Damn it! There's a greedy Greeed trying to sneak away!"

"She is definitely the Daughter of Origin! She has already come into contact with her own Daughter of Origin, so she was able to sneak away!"

"Damn it - since you dare to run away, I also have my backup plan," Zhan Ji Lingma took out his cell phone from his arms.

Now he wants to send a message to everyone to restore the situation to a relative state!

"Lingma, you can't do this!" Wu Daoguihu, who couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed Zhan Ji Lingma's arm. He could already see that Zhan Ji Lingma's actions would bring Reid a very terrible future of Shura Field.

"Takatora! This is the only way to save the Earth! Red must become the owner of the Golden Fruit and become a god!"

"That's right!" As a spokesperson, Sagara did not intervene directly, but provided verbal support.

The Daughter of Origin is the key, but not everything.

Wu Daoguihu held Zhan Ji Lingma's arm tightly.

As a scientist, Zhan Ji Ling Ma can't be his opponent!

"Hehehe—Gui Hu, are you thinking that as a scientist, I can't beat you in hand-to-hand combat?" Zhan Ji Lingma suddenly raised his head.

Wudao Guihu was shocked and thought that Zhan Ji Lingma was going to show his excellent fighting side, but Zhan Ji Lingma shouted loudly with great enthusiasm.

"That's right! I really can't beat you in physical combat!"

"If you understand..."

"But this is my laboratory, hehehe——Gui Hu, do you think I don't have any backup plan?" Zhan Ji Ling Ma opened his hands and laughed triumphantly, "As long as I give the order——"

Wu Daoguihu's pupils shrank and he immediately raised his fist. Just when Wu Daoguihu was about to use a physical punch to stop Zhan Ji Lingma, Mezzer's naughty laughter was heard from the holographic image.

"Hahahaha - I'm just kidding."

In the holographic image, Metzler laughed and tore open the invitation in his hand.

"Eh?"

Zhan Ji Lingma tilted his head.

Although he hoped that this would happen, he did not understand that the greedy Greeed could not tolerate the opportunity to sneak away.

Unless, giving up the act of sneaking ahead can earn greater benefits.

Sengoku Ryoma and Sagara watched in silence as Mazel brought Red into the Hongshang Foundation building.

The Hongshang Fund is a behemoth that their World Tree Consortium can never touch, so they have no ability and dare not see the interior of the Hongshang Fund.

"Um... Miss Mazel?"

Standing in the elevator, he felt something was wrong the more he thought about it. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Metzger, who was leaning in the corner, looking at him with a gentle smile on her face.

"What's wrong, Rhett?" Mazel bent her head, her soft long hair falling down her fair face.

"Uh, nothing, about the invitation..."

"Ah~ So I was just kidding. I know, Reid, you have more important things to do, right?" Mazel put her finger to her lips and smiled playfully. "If you feel sorry, dance with me alone later."

"Um, okay."

Won--

The moment Red turned around, Metzger showed an extremely bright smile.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened. Since this was not his first time here, Red walked through the historic corridor with ease and arrived at Mitsuo Hongo's office.

"Oh~ Long time no see Red, you look much more...energetic than before, did something good happen to you?"

Mitsuo Hongue was still the same as before, wearing an apron and making cakes, looking quite kind. But to Red, who knew Mitsuo Hongue's style and quirks well, Mitsuo Hongue making cakes was equivalent to a murder notice.

Judging from the shape of the cake, what Mitsuo Hongo expected has already happened, but the result has not yet come.

"President Hong Shang, are you making a cake for... the museum?"

Mitsuo Hongo, who was stirring the egg whites, paused and looked up in surprise, but his usual smile returned the moment he met Reid's eyes.

"Yeah, it's going to be a big dinner."

Mitsuo Hongo raised his hand and snapped his fingers. As the huge scroll fell and covered the floor-to-ceiling window, the shadow gradually spread and covered Reid.

Reid raised his eyes, and his black pupils reflected the picture behind Mitsuo Hongu.

That was, the Last Supper.

A famous painting by Leonardo da Vinci, who is known as the Almighty.

During the Last Supper between Saint Jesus and his twelve disciples, the twelve disciples reacted completely differently to Jesus' words, "One of you will betray me."

The Almighty already knows who the betrayer is.

The museum's Last Supper is about to begin. Like Jesus, the museum gathers together all the "traitors" who may sell out Gaia's memory and bring evolution to mankind.

"Red, do you know who the traitor is?" A gleam appeared in Mitsuo Hongo's eyes.

Anku, who was eating ice cream, narrowed his eyes.

It wasn't just villains like Dai Shocker and Consortium X who received the invitation, even Phoenix was invited.

Sonosaki Ryu's guards are old, and they've been broken recently, but they're not stupid, and they can see things very clearly.

It’s better to say that everyone sees it very clearly.

The benefits of Gaia Memory are simply too great. Even if its sale is restricted, Gaia Memory will grow little by little as it is used, but it will definitely become stronger, and one day all of humanity will evolve.

As the family chosen by the earth's memory, the most advanced Sonosaki family will stand at the top of everything.

If it were just this, everyone would be able to accept it. The speed of Gaia's memory evolution was not so fast that they felt they could not cope with it, and they had enough time to deal with it.

However, if we add the [omniscience] of the Son of Earth, it will be different.

Freely consult the memories on Earth and freely retrieve the knowledge you need. For the children of the Earth, there are no secrets in this world.

No one can live peacefully in such a situation.

【The museum must be eliminated.】

This is what everyone is thinking.

Therefore, there is only one betrayer from beginning to end, and that is...

【museum】

Guard Sonosaki Ryu, who was sitting alone in front of the family table, raised his head and gently stroked the edge of the Fear Gaia memory with his right index finger.

The corners of the old man's mouth slowly rose up.