Knight Asylum

"Orutga, how long do you want to stay there? Or do you want to practice with me too?"

After clicking his tongue in dissatisfaction in his heart, Orutega walked out with a humbly smile and his hands open.

"How could it be - your strength is already close to that of Master Ikki."

"Infinitely close? Don't be ridiculous, Ikki-sama is not that weak! Right, Frio!"

Seeing Aguilera's serious look, Frio immediately started gesticulating awkwardly, nodding and shaking his head, without giving a clear answer, but this ambiguous reaction was no different from giving an answer.

"Frio?!"

"sorry!"

"Just getting close?" Mirage tilted his head.

"Of course~ No matter how close the power is, you can never become Master Ikki, for only one reason!"

Olutega raised his finger meaningfully and laughed.

"Before that, Ikki-sama was both a human and a demon, a perfect being."

"In fact, if Master Ikki continues to be like this, we will be very distressed, so we have commissioned an excellent scientist to create a seal that can restore Master Ikki to his original perfect state."

"And the ceremony to welcome Master Ikki's return has been prepared."

Aguilera frowned uncomfortably. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

"Yeah?"

The black knight looked up at the fluorescent light above his head, and his fingers gradually tightened.

……

"I'm sorry—"

Tsumuri bowed to Kiryu Sento and the others, then nervously walked up to Red under everyone's gaze and handed over the letter in her hand.

"This is... a challenge letter from Chirami."

Chapter 908 The end of Kamen Rider is coming!

"This is a trap—"

Before Red opened the letter, Tsumuri carefully reminded him.

"Please ignore it."

Red raised his brows slightly and raised the challenge in his hand, "Aren't you the guide of the Desire Grand Prix?"

Tsumurai hesitated for a moment before looking up to meet Red's eyes, "That's just my identity."

Although there was still some hesitation and guilt in her tone, Tsumurai expressed her thoughts very well.

Red tilted his head to look at Tsumurai for a while and suddenly said, "Have you seen the Ultra Beast Armor?"

"Eh?"

"There is a line in the movie: I don't have the right to choose between heaven and hell, only the fate that is chosen by me."

At this time, Kiryu, Usagi and Kurum had already prepared the isolation equipment. Although Danrito looked indifferent, he glanced at the letter in Reid's hand with both hands as if he was on guard against something.

"Do you know what the next line is?" Red handed the letter in his hand to Tsumuri and patted her on the shoulder.

"This... I'm sorry, I don't know..."

Tsumurai hesitated for a moment and then gave a wry smile.

She understood this sentence very well.

Created as a guide for the Grand Prix of Desire, she is destined to be only a part of the Grand Prix of Desire.

"I am destined to be a messenger from the dark hell," Red shrugged, "but the heroine said this, you know, she can't really become a villain."

"In other words... there was a reversal?" Tsumuri's eyes lit up.

"It turns out that the villain is not a villain, and the hero is not a hero."

"That... contestant Reid, judging from the result, this is just another time she avoided the choice brought about by her position," Tsumurai said helplessly, "She just got lucky."

"That's true. The Hades, who we previously knew was evil and would cause great suffering to all living things if he was resurrected, turned out to be our biological father. This reversal is really too unfortunate."

Red put his hands on his hips and sighed deeply.

"The real villain is not my father. I am just too lucky—"

"By the way, the sentence after I am destined to be the messenger of the dark hell is, but at least I can choose to die."

"Although the efforts of my companions along the way, including the killing of their entire clan and the killing of the master who raised me by the person I had always protected, have been ruined."

"Um...Contestant Red, you are actually very dissatisfied with this heroine, right?" Tsumurai cautiously probed.

"Hmm? Really? I think that's a normal reaction."

If you think about it carefully, it is indeed Master Turtle's problem that what has happened will happen again, and what has been done will be done again, and this cycle is caused by the fact that Master Turtle has done it again.

If the heroine had done a good job of ideological work, she would not have been at a loss as to what to do when faced with this explosive information at the most critical moment and would not have chosen to turn against the enemy in an evasive manner.

Let alone a hundred thousand years, ten years is enough for a person to figure out everything.

Master Turtle did not choose to tell the truth to the heroine but waited for her to discover it herself. This cannot be considered as letting things take their course, but rather as an escape. He himself could not figure out the answer, and even asked the heroine to stop Pluto from resurrecting.

Although what has happened is bound to happen again, it does not mean that the scale and risks cannot be minimized.

If Hades doesn't resurrect, the Snow King will never come out no matter how many hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the Ghost King will always be Guiguzi.

Fortunately, we won in the end.

If Master Turtle had told the truth early on and the heroine had been mentally prepared early on, she wouldn't have to rely on a series of conflicts and reversals to get the answer.

For example, the heroine fulfilled her responsibilities as a companion, helped the protagonists reach the final level and wished them victory. She also wanted to fulfill her responsibilities as a daughter, so she chose to give up and end her life in a situation where she was almost certain to die.

As a result, the protagonists decided to go back to save her and missed the time, or... Pluto decided to give up his own chance of resurrection and save her, which accidentally led to her resurrection.

Or maybe, both.

In any case, it is better than kicking your teammates at the most critical moment, destroying their efforts, and then committing suicide in front of your newly resurrected father.

"what?"

Tsumuri tilted her head. She really didn't understand what Red wanted to say. It seemed like he was trying to persuade her, but also like not.

"Nothing happens naturally, there is only unwillingness to face it, and then being pushed forward--"

Red turned sideways to look at the challenge letter to complete the quarantine.

"This must be a trap, and... ha - most likely a trap to shorten or use up my transformation time limit in one go. This is something that will happen sooner or later, so my answer will always be only one."

"Don't underestimate people."

Kiryu Battle Rabbit nodded, and the control device opened the letter. The moment the envelope was opened, colorful lights shot out and formed Kirami's head.

"To the pirates who dared to plagiarize the Desire Grand Prix! Your doom has come!"

"This guy talks so strangely. How can people from the past plagiarize the technology of people from the future?" Kiryuu Sento crossed his arms and looked puzzled.

"That's right. The so-called future technology is something that could never be researched in the past," Kurim's eyes were frighteningly clear. "Besides... we cracked it with our own ability, so how can it be considered plagiarism?"

"There is nothing that gods cannot do! It seems that the future era cannot keep up with me," Danlito said with disdain, crossing his arms across his chest.

"There is no such record in the Earth's records," Philip said seriously, flipping through the blank book in his hand.

Faced with the curses from Chirami, the scientists remained open and aboveboard.

"But! We adults have plenty!"

Kirami leaned back with his hands across his chest, and that extremely ugly posture made Dan Lidou, who was leaning back subconsciously, stand up straight.

"Don't mind it, Mr. Tan. You're more handsome than him and have a better figure than him. Handsome guys can come any way they want," Reid raised his hand and patted Tan Lidou on the back.

After being comforted by Red, Danrito's stiff expression improved a little, but he also silently decided to change some of his exaggerated habits.

"Let's fight it out, you bold plagiarists, by betting on our Vision Drivers!"

"As long as you win, you will get everything!"

"And the bonus is——"

Chirami moved aside, and the dark space was illuminated by rays of light, and a number of frightened faces appeared in the camera.

"These!"

Kiryu Sento and others, who have excellent memories, can tell at a glance that these are all people who have disappeared in the past few days.

At this time, Da Dao Keji frowned, turned around and turned on the communication device. After glancing at the information on it, his face changed and he quickly walked behind Reid and lowered his voice.

"Another orphanage was attacked, and all the children inside were taken away."

"As expected - this is what you did."

Red exhaled and raised his hand to lift up the hair on his forehead.

"Hehehe——Plagiarists, this is a game called the devil——"

"If you don't work hard, all of these people will become sacrifices to the devil~"

Amid Chirami's strange laughter, the challenge letter burned up, leaving behind a hideous devil's smiling face.

Chapter 909 I Will Win

The moment the challenge letter ended, Tsumurai lowered her head subconsciously. The entire laboratory was so quiet that she couldn't breathe.

This is a challenge letter of explosive level in all previous Desire Grand Prix competitions. Anyone with a little bit of common sense knows what kind of treatment the messenger who sent out this challenge letter will encounter.

"...See, there is no such thing as letting things take their own course. You are just being pushed forward in a desperate situation." Red raised his hand and patted Tsumurri's back hard so that she could catch her breath. "If you don't want to go on like this, then think quickly and think with all your might."

"You, you don't plan to... do anything to me?" Tsumuri asked cautiously.

There's no need to put yourself in her shoes. What Qila Mi did was quite damnable, so she thought it was normal for Reid and the others to kill her as the messenger.

"Hmm? That's it. You don't have the right to choose between heaven and hell. You only have the fate that is chosen." Red raised his index finger and spun it around a few times before poking it at Tsumuri's forehead. "Didn't you already choose?"

"Is there...?" Tsumuri tilted her head in confusion.

She handed the letter to Red. Whether she told him not to open it or not would not affect the outcome. Red would open the letter anyway.

"have--"

Reid answered simply and then raised his hand to pat.

"Well, although my principle is to seek peace, but someone actually challenged me to a fight, I can't just let it go. It's time to let these future people see the power of international terrorist organizations."

The content of the game is very simple.

Reach the destination and rescue the hostages.

Chirami was quite generous in revealing the coordinates, but the time was set for three days later.

It is obvious that the Desire Grand Prix is ​​serious this time. With the ability of the Desire Grand Prix, if they want to sneak in, it is likely to cause problems for the hostages.

But demons are also involved. The demons, especially Orutja, are not good people and there is a 100% chance that they will do something to the hostages.

Fortunately, they also have enough chips in their hands.

"Teacher Tan, give them a little divine surprise," Reid snapped his fingers and tilted his head in the direction of the Vision Drive.

Danrito was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted, grinning and revealing a creepy smile. He lowered his arms from his chest and walked towards the Vision Driver, "No problem."

The Vision Driver is a key item that connects to the core of the Desire Grand Prix. It is so key that...it seems that the organizers of the Desire Grand Prix themselves have no way to remotely scrap and replace it.

Out of an abundance of caution, they didn't wear Vision Drives, but that didn't mean they couldn't send a few small warnings to the Desire Grand Prix through the port.

"Dr. Kulim, please contact Phoenix, in case... they come uninvited."

"Leave it to me—" Kulim turned around and picked up the communication device.

"As for me, I'll go out for a walk first—"

Red also knew that he was not good at arranging tactics, so he didn't pretend to be the boss and handed the battle plan to others.

Arriving at the underground parking lot, Red felt the back seat sink as soon as he picked up his helmet. After a brief pause, Red raised his hand and pushed the mask up. "What's wrong? Are you looking for me to act cute because I've been too busy and lonely lately?"

Qiao raised his fist and hit Red on the back of the head through his helmet.

"Stop talking so much - drive your car!"

“I understand, I understand—”

Red smiled, pulled down his mask and started the engine. The loud engine sound broke the silence. The sunshine that came with the wind drove away the dullness. Qiao sat sideways on the back seat of the Mobile Pegasus, holding the hem of Red's clothes with his left hand, and put his right hand in his pocket, looking at the pedestrians on the road.