Knight Asylum

"Thanks--"

Igarashi Daiji wiped his mouth, stood up, and staggered out of the infirmary.

Watching the infirmary door gradually closing, Zhu Mei turned her head to look at the physical examination report of Igarashi Daiji in her hand.

Chapter 797: Humanity Needs Immortal Guardians

Igarashi Daiji came to the door of the laboratory with his arm covered. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward to complete the identity verification.

As soon as he entered the door, Igarashi Daijiu met the eyes of Karizaki and Wakabayashi Yujiro.

Judging from their positions, Karisaki and Wakabayashi Yujiro seemed to be talking about something just now, but because of the arrival of Igarashi Daiji, they stopped the conversation.

After realizing this, some dark emotions arose in Igarashi Daiji's heart, but Igarashi Daiji immediately suppressed these dark emotions.

"Daini, I'm so sorry—" Karisaki tilted his head, "It's not your fault that those people died. The strength of that hybrid demon is beyond our imagination."

"Yes, if we had been more cautious when observing, we would not have issued the attack order so hastily," Wakabayashi Yujiro sighed helplessly.

Igarashi Daiji's breathing stagnated and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

He heard the subtext of Karisaki and Wakabayashi Yujiro.

He is weak.

"Captain Igarashi, you should have a good rest—"

Wakabayashi Yujiro raised his hand and patted Igarashi Daiji on the shoulder. Without staying, he quickly left Karisaki's laboratory.

It's not like there haven't been casualties in Phoenix before, but this is the first time there has been such serious casualties. Even he, the commander, had to write a report to report to his superiors.

Igarashi Daiji took a deep breath and looked at Karisaki, who was currently humming a little tune and leisurely typing on the keyboard.

"Dr. Karizaki, can I use that?"

Igarashi Daiji raised his hand and pointed to the eggshell-shaped demon seal in the center of the laboratory, which was surrounded by eight demon seals.

"Huh? You are in no position to use this seal. Is that how you want me to answer you?" Karizaki shook his head.

"I wish to know why?" Igarashi Daiji clenched his fists tightly.

"Ahem - first of all, I must state one thing. There are two kinds of seals in this world. One is the original devil seal, which is extracted directly from the human body. The other is the sin seal that you are using."

Karizaki stood up, walked slowly to the test bench, picked up the lion prototype demon seal and shook it towards Igarashi Daiji.

"The prototype seal... is the devil itself. If used directly, the human body will be corroded by the devil's power and eventually lose its self and become a devil."

"So I made this, the seal you use, the seal of sin—"

Karizaki picked up the eggshell-shaped seal and tossed it.

"Steal the demonic power from the prototype seal, and then filter it twice through the driver, so that humans can use the demonic power without being eroded by the demonic power and losing their self-esteem."

Igarashi Daiji stared at the eggshell-shaped seal in Karisaki's hand. According to Karisaki's description, this evil seal has stored the power of eight demons.

Azuma said that he only had half of the power of the devil, but as long as he used this seal of sin...

Karisaki noticed Igarashi Daiji's increasingly eager gaze, and with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he threw the eggshell-shaped sin seal towards Igarashi Daiji very readily.

"I'll leave this to you to use."

Karisaki's action was beyond Igarashi Daiji's expectation. Igarashi Daiji was in a panic for a long time before he finally grasped the seal of sin.

Looking at the seal of guilt in his hand, Igarashi Daiji looked up at Karisaki in great surprise.

Karisaki just now almost had "You can't do it, only Igarashi Kazuki can use this Devil's Seal" written on his face.

But now he was given the seal of guilt so easily.

Igarashi Daiji clenched the seal of sin in his hand with eagerness.

As long as I have this seal of sin...

"As much as I want to say this, this sin seal is not yet complete."

Karizaki sat on the experimental table, raised two fingers and bent them towards Igarashi Daiji, then smiled meaningfully.

"To complete this seal of sin, we must record the power of ten demons. Now we are still short of two prototype demon seals. One is the Brachiosaurus prototype demon seal. I already know where this seal is. The key is the other one..."

Karizaki's meaningful smile made Igarashi Daiji's breathing pause.

"Tyrannosaurus prototype, demon seal."

Igarashi Daiji subconsciously avoided Karisaki's sight.

"The Sin Seal can be copied, but the Prototype Demon Seal is different. It is unique. Once the Prototype Demon Seal is extracted, it is impossible to extract a second one."

"The Tyrannosaurus Prototype Demon Seal has been extracted, but it is not in our hands."

"But doesn't brother have the Tyrannosaurus Rex sin seal in his hand?" Igarashi Daiji's eyes flickered.

"Ah~ Because the Tyrannosaurus Sin Seal was not made by me, but was a gift from my father, Masumi Karisaki... to me."

Karizaki sneered and slid down from the experimental table with a whoosh as if nothing had happened. He took a few steps to Igarashi Daiji, who was avoiding his gaze, and raised his hand to press on his shoulder.

"If you don't record those two prototype demon seals, this sin seal cannot be completed."

After saying that, Karizaki sat back, no longer looking at Igarashi Daiji, his ten fingers flying on the keyboard.

Igarashi Daiji opened his mouth, bowed towards Karisaki, and left the laboratory with the unfinished sin seal.

Along the way, Igarashi Daiji ignored everyone who greeted him. His mind was empty. It was not until he returned to the Happy Bathhouse that Igarashi Daiji came to his senses.

"Well, sophomore, why are you back so early?"

Igarashi Genta, who was still filming the video, blinked in surprise.

"Ah, well, something's going on—"

Igarashi Daiji smiled weakly and then came to Igarashi Ikki's bedroom.

After hesitating for a while, Igarashi Daiji pushed open the door and a simple bedroom came into view. As the eldest son, Igarashi Ikki always acted like he had no desires or demands in order to reduce the pressure on the family.

After standing in front of the door and wandering for a while, Igarashi Daiji walked into the bedroom with his head down, went straight to the desk, opened the drawer, and the Tyrannosaurus prototype sin seal was inside.

Igarashi Daiji stretched out his hand towards the Tyrannosaurus prototype seal, and the moment he touched the seal, his fingers bounced back as if they were electrocuted.

Igarashi Daiji covered his face with his hands due to a strong sense of guilt.

Just when Igarashi Daiju was about to give up, he saw the exercise book and test paper on Igarashi Ikki's desk.

After hesitating for a while, Igarashi Daiji reached out and picked up the test paper, and began to look through it one by one. Gradually, Igarashi Daiji's face became ugly.

At the beginning, Igarashi Kazuki's accuracy rate was almost zero, but as time went on, Igarashi Kazuki's accuracy rate became higher and higher, and no matter whether it was exercises or test papers, the blank spaces were filled with various notes.

These exercises were like a terrifying hunter biting at something tightly, and Igarashi Daiji only felt a sense of horror.

……

Azuma walked through the dark corridor and came to an empty space. White light fell from the top and enveloped a broken and twisted stone monument.

"How is it?" Standing in front of the stone tablet, Montana, wearing a coat, grinned.

"We can't rely on future generations at all. If we want to protect humanity, we can only rely on ourselves," Azuma crossed his arms across his chest.

"How are you doing there?"

"Ah~ Just a little bit left, time - this is a pretty huge project."

Montana opened his arms toward the stone tablet in front of him.

"I probably never thought I would say this one day, but humans need a trustworthy guardian angel who will never die."

Red picked up the coffee and took a sip, his brows raised slightly.

This coffee seems to taste a little lighter.

Chapter 798: You can live without life in [S·L], but you can’t live without life

A ray of sunshine in the early morning gradually drove away the coldness of the night, quietly peeked out from the side of the building and fell on the asphalt road, breaking the shadows connected to the night.

The noisy and violent sirens completely awakened the residents of the city that could be destroyed at any time, telling them...

OH, we are all still alive——

"boom--"

A tanker truck flew up and crashed into the business building.

Today is also a very exciting day.

Red raised his hand to wipe away the non-existent sweat from his forehead. Behind him was a group of overtime workers with confused faces.

"Oh—you're off duty."

Reid gave a thumbs-up.

There was a flash of electric sparks, and the tanker truck exploded on the spot. White ripples swept past, and accompanied by a piercing noise, the glass of the business building shattered and fell.

The overtime workers covered their faces and screamed silently, because just a few seconds ago they were still typing code in the place where they were blown up by a truck.

After the shouting ended, the overtime workers lay on the ground with their hands crossed in front of them and fell asleep peacefully. With this explosion, their computers that were never turned off and were always left there running code also said goodbye.

Soon Phoenix's logistics team arrived at the scene. Perhaps because this incident was not caused by a demon, Igarashi Daiji was not the one leading the team.

The cause of this incident... is very annoying. A few weirdos took some drugs and got too high. They rushed to the road and kicked the cars. The tanker truck was kicked by one of the weirdos, and the weirdo himself exploded at the moment he kicked the tanker truck away.

"..."

After hearing what happened, Mari Sonoda couldn't help but complain.

"One-time, alarm clock?"

"Who knows, ah - there's a saying, in [S·L], you can not live, but you can never live without it," Reid put the plastic bag on the table.

If he hadn't happened to pass by those office workers, he might have been off work forever, but think about it carefully...

It's too sad to work overtime until you die.

"Here, these are cheap senbei. Here's the receipt."

Red took out the plastic bag and handed the senbei and the invoice to Qiao.

Ever since she realized that she had been eating some ridiculously expensive snacks recently, Qiao became extremely sensitive and would not touch anything without a receipt or the price.

"Thank you - I'll return the money to you later," Qiao glanced at the detailed numbers on the invoice and turned his head away, muttering guiltily.

Although she started to cut down on her spending, the most troublesome problem was not solved: yes, she still had no job.

She would never admit that she had been turned into a social outcast by Red, it was simply...she just hadn't found a suitable job!

After all, her debt was extremely high. If she worked seriously... and didn't eat or drink for a few hundred years, she might see some hope.

Just then, Mari Sonoda pulled out a very shocking magazine from a plastic bag.

"Ah--Red, you bastard!"

"…That was given as a gift when I bought some senbei, really."

Reed's clear eyes left Sonoda Mari speechless for a moment, while Qiao silently tightened her clothes. Sometimes she really didn't know whether Reed was joking or serious.

Qiao herself didn't know whether she hoped Red was joking or serious.

This ambiguous situation made Qiao very uncomfortable, and she was an awkward person. She didn't like this uncomfortable feeling and she wanted to know the answer.

and so……

What if Red is serious?

The brainstorming started.

Although she was the one who proposed to pay back the money, there was no doubt that the poster was put there by Red, and it was a private secretary, which means...it was embarrassing, but it was only in front of Red.

If it was in front of Red, it didn't seem... unacceptable.

"Of course this is a joke—"

Seeing the atmosphere becoming subtle, Red spread his hands with a helpless look on his face. Qiao then quietly breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as he loosened his coat a little, Red smiled strangely.

"But I bought this magazine on purpose! It's huge!"

"Ah! You guy!" Sonoda Mari blushed and stood up suddenly, and Qiao even pulled the zipper of her jacket to her forehead.

"A promotional section for a football match!"

Mari Sonoda turned her head stiffly to look at the magazine in her hand. On the shocking cover, there appeared very abruptly an advertisement for a youth football match.

Speaking of which...