Knight Asylum

"Ha—Reid, don't you understand? The present and the future are connected. As long as you have such a thought, the corresponding result will be produced, and we... can infer the present through the future results."

Zhan Ji Lingma raised his fingers and shook them left and right, then suddenly opened his hands to both sides.

"So, Red! Let's cross those insignificant moral shackles! Treat Sonosaki Fumion as the Daughter of Origin, so that we can detect the wavelength of Sonosaki Fumion who has become the Daughter of Origin!"

Reid stood up and walked to the window, pushed it open and made a gesture of invitation to Zhan Ji Lingma.

"Are you going to go down by yourself, or... should I help you?"

"Hey - I'm seriously suggesting -"

Zhan Ji Lingma subconsciously took a step back, but bumped into Wu Dao Guihu.

Zhan Ji Lingma's heart skipped a beat. Even without looking back, he could guess what Wu Dao Guihu's expression was at that moment.

If he didn't do something, Red would probably throw him out of the window.

Zhan Ji Lingma smiled calmly, slowly bent down, and raised his hands above his head.

"sorry."

"..."

Red closed the window, "But she seems to have abandoned the name Sonozaki Fumion and is acting as Sherad. She approached me some time ago, hoping that I could help destroy the Sonozaki family."

"Eh - it sounds like a vengeful female ghost," Zhan Ji Lingma crossed his arms and nodded, then spread his hands after thinking for a moment.

"But now that the Sonosaki family has been destroyed, the vengeful ghost has achieved her long-cherished wish, so the only place she will go is heaven... or hell."

"That would be fine, but the Sonosaki family was not completely destroyed. Sonosaki Saeko is still alive, and she seems to be in control of the museum's legacy."

"Legacy... eh——" Zhan Ji Ling Ma raised his chin and raised his eyebrows with interest, "I remember that the Son of Earth is in your hands, right? What is that legacy?"

"Here's the problem—the Child of Earth cannot access this section. Her permissions are locked," Reid narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Even the Children of the Earth could not access this part. Apparently, that was the real purpose of the museum, or the Sonosaki family. However, the Sonosaki Ryu guards did not see the legacy until their death."

"The destruction that Sonosaki Fumion wants cannot end with the death of Sonosaki Ryu's guards."

"I see. I think I understand. I will try my best to mobilize the World Tree Foundation's intelligence network to find Sonosaki Fumion and Sonosaki Saeko, but... I can't guarantee that I can find them," Takatora Wudao nodded, took out his cell phone, but hesitated before dialing.

After a brief thought, Wu Daoguihu asked tentatively.

"Do you think the Sonosaki family's legacy will lead to the destruction of the world?"

"..."

"I hope not," Reid's mouth twitched.

Although [S·L] the world will end every now and then, I'd better not let this happen.

"I hope so," Takatora Wudao also resonated with Reid's helplessness.

"Red, as long as you get the golden fruit, the world will be what you want~"

Zhan Ji Ling Ma started to persuade him as usual, but Red just raised his middle finger, said goodbye to Wu Daoguihu, and simply left the World Tree Consortium.

Zhan Ji Lingma lay on the window sill until Reid's back completely disappeared. He then stretched lazily and smacked his lips twice. He didn't feel impatient at all for being repeatedly ignored.

"I didn't expect you to hold on so long this time," after giving orders to his men, Wu Dao Gui Hu raised the cell phone in his hand towards Zhan Ji Ling Ma.

Zhan Ji Lingma is a genius, a rare prodigy. Such people often have extremely strong self-esteem. He may be interested in a person, but if the other party refuses too many times, he will lose patience and simply give up and choose the next person.

Takatora Wudao knew very well that he was the one who had been abandoned.

"Hey~ Guihu, are you jealous?" Zhan Ji Lingma flicked his nails and smiled meaningfully at Wu Dao Guihu.

"I'm just a little curious," Wu Daoguihu said indifferently, showing his lack of tact and inability to understand the atmosphere.

"Takashi, Red is different from you. You~ thought you were not qualified from the beginning, but Red——"

Zhan Ji Ling Ma raised his finger to his lips.

"It doesn't matter whether he thinks he's qualified or not. Others think Reid is qualified."

"Others? You mean... Sagara?"

"Who knows~ maybe even God can't tell."

Chapter 777 This is a delicate question

A slightly cool breeze blew through the street, and Red rode his mobile Pegasus and stopped in front of the Sage's Tower, or to be more precise, in front of the old site of the Sage's Tower.

He didn't care how the Magic Kingdom would respond to international accusations. After all, the Earth had not been destroyed, and the Magic Kingdom was still one of the richest countries with the most magic mines.

However, the Sage's Tower in [S·L] is not that far away.

On the day when the moon fell, the Sage's Tower of [S·L] was demolished, and a new tower is now being built. It seems that they are planning to install a huge windmill on it as a characteristic building of [S·L].

It's a good idea, but Red can already foresee the scene where the windmill will be blown up due to various accidents.

Red stepped on the accelerator, started the engine and turned the direction.

On the streets that have been restored to their original state, both the monster citizens and the human citizens are walking on the streets as usual. The terrible memories brought by the moon crash that occurred not long ago seem to have disappeared along with the destroyed streets.

Sometimes Red really wanted to complain. As the most exciting place in the world, it was normal for it to be lively, but it was too lively to be torn to pieces every now and then. Gang fights in [S·L] were just dessert after dinner.

The most bizarre thing is that the street seemed to have gone back in time and was repaired in just a few days.

However, considering that [S·L] has a group with strong financial resources like Hongshang Fund on the surface, and a consortium like X Consortium that possesses outrageous black technology behind the scenes, this is probably normal.

The red light came on. Although many cars simply ignored the red light and ran through, in this society where gang fights occur from time to time and the average driver's license score starts at negative 50, Red still parked behind the stop line in an orderly manner.

Red's action caused dissatisfaction among many cars behind, and shrill and frantic horns rang out one after another, but Red was calm and didn't care. He even raised his mask to breathe fresh air.

"Bang bang——"

The rear end of the Mobile Pegasus deformed, and two beam cannons were raised and aimed at the car in the back row that was honking its horn.

In an instant, the world became orderly.

With ten seconds left, Red started the engine and was about to pull down his mask when he felt someone was staring at him. Startled, Red immediately turned his head to look, but there was no one there.

Just when Red was feeling puzzled, his perception ability, which was constantly enhanced by the transformation of the power of the sky, began to remind him that someone was watching him.

The yellow light flashed for a few seconds and then turned green. Red simply stepped on the accelerator and did not intend to look for the source of the sight at the intersection.

And just as Red thought, no matter where he went, the feeling of being watched did not disappear, but it did not intensify either.

Red didn't sense any malice in the sight, but a sight without malice would normally not trigger the defensive alarm of his perception ability.

Unless the opponent is very strong, so strong that a gaze without any malice can cause his nerves to have an excessive warning reaction.

Maybe this time the gaze was just a momentary impulse of the other party, maybe... the other party noticed that his gaze made him uncomfortable, and that kind of gaze only lasted for a while and then disappeared.

Red breathed a sigh of relief but also felt a little helpless.

This time the other party had no ill intentions and was just watching, but what about the next time? What if the other party planned to take action next time?

Reid absentmindedly took off his helmet, shook his hair, and looked up, his eyes reflecting the Minghai Office in front of him.

"Excuse me, uncle. I hope I didn't interrupt your reminiscing with your childhood friend, Ms. Sono Saki Fumone."

Ming Hai put down the detective novel in his hand, "I see, have you investigated this far?"

"It's not really an investigation. We're all very capable," Reid spread his hands and did not hide his feelings, observing the office lobby.

There are many different auras, but those auras only exist for a very short time. They should be clients who came to ask Minghai for help in investigating something.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you marry Ms. Wenyin? From the results of actual investigations, it seems that a man who falls from heaven can't win against his childhood sweetheart."

"Didn't you find any results?" Ming Hai did not answer directly, but asked back, with a serious tone as if this was a classroom, Reid was the student, and he was the teacher.

"No matter how carefully the investigation is conducted, black and white cannot record the naked feelings between people," Reid grinned at Ming Hai.

"Besides, Dashu, you are not a criminal."

Ming Hai laughed and closed the detective novel in his hand, "Why on earth didn't I marry Fuyin?"

"It could be that we have different goals and ideas, or it could be that some accidents happened. The real truth has long been buried in the past. Even if I answer you now, it is just a self-edited answer that I think is reasonable."

Ming Hai paused and raised the detective novel in his hand.

"It's just like what you said. True feelings are naked and can be seen directly. Without modification, it's impossible to believe that they exist."

"..."

Red's shoulders slumped and he scratched his face helplessly.

"Uncle, I'm not here to discuss philosophy with you."

"Unfortunately, Wenyin is not here with me."

"Really?" Reid raised his head back, but unfortunately Ming Hai's expression was much harder to read than Jia Toushun's expressionless face.

"But, Reid, you came at the right time. I was planning to investigate something," Ming Hai put the detective book aside, stood up and straightened his clothes.

"There will probably be some unexpected events during this process."

"Eh--"

"It could involve the museum's legacy, or it could involve the source of the devil."

Ming Hai raised his hand, put the round-brimmed hat hanging on the hanger on his head and pulled the brim down.

"Uh... Uncle, actually, due to some coincidence, I placed a bug on a cadre of the Desperate Group," Red scratched his face and laughed awkwardly.

"We have already determined the location of the Desperate Clan, but that location is surprisingly common, and that cadre... looks very high-ranking, but doesn't seem to be a core member of the Desperate Clan, so we didn't get much useful intelligence, so we didn't move that place."

"That's the cadre called Aguilera, right?" Ming Hai immediately guessed the identity of the cadre that Red mentioned. "I'm a little curious. You should have never had any contact with Aguilera. Where did you install the eavesdropping device?"

"..."

Red was silent for a long time and then raised his hands to perform pantomime. As a famous detective, Ming Hai got the answer from Red's gestures extremely quickly.

Even Ming Hai couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Why do you carry...ah, sorry, I asked an unnecessary question, forget it."

"Wait a minute...that's not mine!!!"

Chapter 778 Uncle, You Seem to Have a Daughter

Red tried his best to explain, and Minghai also expressed his understanding and agreement, but Red always felt that Minghai's understanding and agreement carried a kind of care and helplessness of an elder towards the young people's youthful frivolity.

Since the other party was Ming Hai, Red felt that he had to reflect on himself.

"Ahem - I mean, the origin of demons. Philip can't find any information about demons through the Earth Museum, right?"

Ming Hai coughed, turned around, held his hat and raised his hand to signal Red to follow.

"Yes, there is too much confusing information."

Red lowered his head and followed Ming Hai.

"We speculate that angels still exist in this world. However, just like demons, the intelligence about angels is also mixed with a lot of confusing information."

"and……"

Red looked around and lowered his voice.

"The angels have come into contact with the King of the Fanggui tribe. The extermination-style invasion of other demon tribes launched by the King in the fifteenth century also seems to be related to the angels."

On the day after the moon fell, Red asked King this question, but no matter how he tried, even if he asked Hongyin to go fishing for tuna, King refused to tell him anything about the angel.

But this also proves one thing indirectly.

In the battle between angels and demons, the angels are the winners. Even now they are watching humans, and the angels have such powerful strength that even the King has to bow his head and compromise.

Then even if the demon fully revives, it is not a big deal. The angels will bury the demon again... But Reid's intuition tells him that the angels will not allow the same mistake to happen a second time, so he can never count on the angels to deal with the demon this time.

"Angels? I see—" Ming Hai held his chin up, thought for a while, and then nodded, "The angels exterminated the demons, leaving no trace. Logically, they should have disappeared, but not only did they not disappear, they also developed a huge force in secret, and the Desperate Crowd... were just their pawns."

Red nodded, his chin resting on his head.

"When the demons were exterminated, a group of people preserved some demon-related things and developed in secret under an assumed name. We also suspected this, but it was too long ago and too many things happened in between. Philip had no way to conduct an accurate search."

As Ming Hai was walking, he suddenly stopped, tilted his head, and a deep light flashed in his eyes.

"Igarashi... Did you ask Philip to search for this name?"

Red stopped and the lonely wind blew between them with a few fallen leaves.

"I've tried. The Igarashi family is very clean. The only connection with the devil... was the [accident] during the knight authorization ceremony not long ago."

"You don't seem to think it was an accident," Ming Hai raised his eyebrows. He heard the strangeness in Reid's words.

"What a coincidence."