Knight Asylum

【Neuropathy! 】

Red curled his lips and was about to send another text message, but a prompt box popped up on the screen saying that you have been blocked.

That’s right—

This is how normal people should react.

Red smiled helplessly and activated his money ability.

"Ah - if possible, just go to a park nearby. We used to go there often..."

"Regarding this matter, I'm sorry, there is no park nearby. For various reasons, all the parks nearby have been converted into other things."

"Eh? Really?" Kiba Yuji was startled, smiled bitterly, lowered his head and scratched his hair, "No, there's nothing I can do, this kind of thing has happened often before."

"A park a little further away would be fine, and then—"

Red looked up and down at Yuji Kiba, who was still wearing his hospital gown.

"Change into normal clothes. Do you need me to lend you some money?"

"This...I'll work part-time and pay you back as soon as possible," Kiba Yuji smiled shyly.

"Then let's go—"

Red raised his hand carelessly, hooked Kiba Yuji's shoulders tightly, and led Kiba Yuji forward.

At first, Yuji Kiba was a little nervous, but after seeing that Red took him to a second-hand clothing store frequented by frugal college students, Yuji Kiba was relieved.

It should be said that he is worthy of being the son of an entrepreneur who has received higher education. He has a very good vision and can put together a good combination even by simply picking out clothes from second-hand stores.

"Oh - you look pretty good - that's it -"

Red laughed and raised his hand to pat Kiba Yuji's shoulder hard.

Kiba Yuji was so overwhelmed by luck and miracle that he didn't realize something very strange.

Why after he woke up from a coma for two years, he showed no abnormalities in his body and was able to run and jump?

"Oh, yes... I have another unwelcome request. Can you lend me some money to buy a bicycle? A second-hand one will do."

As if he remembered something, Kiba Yuji hesitated for a while and then bent down towards Reid.

"sure--"

"Thank you!"

Kiba Yuji walked towards the bicycle shop with a happy smile, while Red, Takumi and Sonoda Mari followed behind at a distance.

They need to discuss tactics.

"Ah~ You were so close, but you didn't even notice me—"

Kiba Yuji, who was trying out the feel of a bicycle, was stunned and looked in the direction of the voice. A young man in a green suit on another bicycle was playing with his hair and looking playfully in the direction of Reid and others who were deliberately giving Kiba Yuji space.

"you are?"

"Me? Ah~ Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Ortega~"

Oltega jumped off the bicycle with a smile and bowed gracefully. This sudden aristocratic courtesy made Kiba Yuji a little flustered.

"By the way, you are Chie Morishita's childhood sweetheart, right—"

Olutega raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a harmless smile.

"Do you know Chie too?"

"Of course~"

Oltega leaned close to Kiba Yuji's ear and gave him a weird smile.

"Just three months ago, I was at Ms. Morishita's engagement ceremony."

"Engagement?" Kiba Yuji's pupils shrank sharply.

"Oh~ The person seems to be also called Kiba, ah - seems to be your uncle's son."

"what are you talking about……"

"Do you think I'm lying?"

Oltega grinned and moved forward, and Kiba Yuji's eyes were gradually shrouded in shadows.

"Sure. This is the easiest lie to expose. Just ask it. But you should have noticed it yourself. No matter how naive you are, you are not completely ignorant. You just don't want to accept it."

Oltega raised his hand and patted Kiba Yuji on the shoulder lightly.

"Right--"

By the time Kiba Yuji realized what was happening, Ortega had disappeared, as if Ortega had never existed.

"Kiba? Didn't find the bike you wanted?"

Red's voice brought Kiba Yuji back to his senses.

Chapter 937 That is a book

When Yuji Kiba came back pushing his bicycle, Qiao subconsciously reached out and grabbed Reid's clothes.

She is very good at reading people.

Before going to choose a bicycle, Yuji Kiba had a sunny and cheerful look, looking forward to the future, but now, there was a hint of gloom in Yuji Kiba's eyes.

She didn't believe that Red couldn't see it.

I'm afraid Kiba Yuji has already noticed something.

"Have you decided on this good one?" Reid put his hand on Yuji Kiba's shoulder, looked at the bicycle Yuji Kiba chose and smiled ambiguously.

"A smell of pure love—"

"Ha--thank you," Kiba Yuji smiled weakly and lowered his head subconsciously, but after taking a few steps, he seemed to feel that it was not good to have such a gloomy face, and stiffly changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, Red first..."

"Ah, just call me Rhett. It's a coincidence. This is the round-faced truth."

"Hey - did you say something excessive just now?" Mari Sonoda, who was very sensitive about her round face, immediately noticed Reid's rather inappropriate introduction.

"Ah—that came out smooth. Sorry."

"No sincerity!"

There was nothing to hide, and the pure emotion made Kiba Yuji subconsciously reveal an expression of envy. He had once been the same with Morishita Chie.

"What is the relationship between the three of you?"

"Hmm? Relationship?"

Reid, who was pinching Sonoda Mari's face, tilted his head, thought for a while, and then laughed meaningfully, "It's indescribable that adults have a decadent relationship--"

"Eh!?"

Seeing Kiba Yuji's face full of surprise, Sonoda Mari and Qiao's faces suddenly turned red, and they covered Reid's mouth on the left and right.

"You bastard! Don't use any words!"

Kiba Yuji scratched his face.

Originally he thought Red was just joking, but seeing how anxious Qiao and Sonoda Mari were, he started to feel guilty about their corrupt relationship being exposed.

Is this the world of adults?

Kiba Yuji smiled helplessly, but when he thought of what Ortega said to him, Kiba Yuji's eyes gradually dimmed again.

"Kiba, you're not wrong—"

Reid's voice rang out.

Kiba Yuji paused and looked up to meet Reid's eyes.

"It's definitely not you who's wrong, understand?"

"So you have to stand in front of Morishita in your best condition and tell Morishita that it's not you who has changed, but her."

……

"You are such a bad-tempered guy~~ But I like bad-tempered guys like you the most~"

As soon as they returned to the lounge, a girl dressed up in fancy clothes jumped out and hugged Orutga's arm, and her fingers pointed at Orutga's chest and circled around in a very ambiguous manner.

"Because, as long as there are people like you, the world will definitely become a mess."

The corner of Olu's eyes twitched slightly, and he tilted his head with a forced smile towards the man sitting on the sofa, the most vicious man wanted by the people of the future, the godslayer Mera.

"Why are you still sitting here? Shouldn't you hurry up and do something? Mr. God Slayer."

"Ah? Ah~ Because for me, this is not something that needs special preparation and can be done at any time. But you, do you need my help?" Meila adjusted the hat on her head. "I heard that you have been suppressed by the demon boss recently and dare not even breathe. Although I have killed many gods, if it is interesting, I don't mind the name of the demon appearing on my hunting list."

Oruta subconsciously clicked his tongue.

As the saying goes, like repels like. This is a fun-loving person who can do incredible things, even killing gods, just to please himself.

Exactly like him.

No, they are even more dangerous than him. To Mela Melo, this world is just a string of data from the past. They may blow up the planet at any time with the excuse of "Ah, I'm tired of it".

And Olutega doesn't think the Desire Grand Prix will stop Melo.

But now, he needs this dangerous godslayer for the Desire Grand Prix.

"You'd better not underestimate your prey. It's different from the small gods you hunted in the past. What you are facing is..."

Ortega tilted his head to the side of the screen.

The organizers of the Desire Grand Prix have not given up on the plan to release Gamedus' mutant.

Now that the earth's memory has been activated, [S·L] is the best breeding ground for the mutation of the gamedus virus. With random combinations and random reproduction, it may not even take a day for the entire [S·L] to be overwhelmed by gamedus that has mutated countless times.

But, nothing happened.

The plan itself was even more difficult to continue than before.

And there is only one reason.

On the screen, cronus slowly moved forward, and behind him, the mutant gamedus slowly knelt down and disappeared.

The killed gamedus will be permanently extinct, and no matter what method they use, they will not be able to summon the same type of gamedus.

And the most difficult thing is...

"The ability to stop time, the god of time? Wow - I haven't hunted such a god yet," Mera laughed strangely and raised her hands to clapped hard.

"Did you win?" Ortega said sarcastically, "If you don't make adequate preparations... be careful to end up like Chirami."

"That's interesting, isn't it? And this cronus is just a stepping stone. What I want to hunt for is the greater and more wonderful power of God-"

Meira opened her hands and smiled with great satisfaction, as if she had already imagined the scene of her success.

"Even greater?" Ortega raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Hmm? Didn't Git tell you yet?" Meera raised her finger and smiled meaningfully, "The reason why the goddess of creation failed."

"Wow - why on earth is that?" Ortega's eyes flickered and he put on a humble smile.

"That's because... In this world, there is also a power of creation that can modify reality—"

Melo stretched, turned around and plopped down on the couch to admire his manicure.

"Moreover, it seems to be more powerful than the power of the Goddess of Creation. As long as the power of creation is there, the Goddess of Creation will not be able to exert her original power. She can only use a roundabout way to fulfill wishes without affecting the world itself."

"This is the first time I've heard of such a thing," Olutega narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Of course. Just like your demon family, there are also organizations in this world that protect the power of creation," Mera opened her hands.

"That's a pretty tricky organization. We can't even enter the Desire Grand Prix, but - that won't be a problem for us, right, Mello~"

"Of course~Mera~"

"...I see. Then how are you going to sneak into a place where even the Desire Grand Prix can't interfere?"

“This is the secret~”

"Tsk——"

"But there is one thing I can tell you. That power of creation—"

Meera clasped her hands in front of her.