Knight Asylum

"Isn't this natural? I'm Ge! How can this level of injury kill me? As for you, you'd better not move next--"

Galume held his head with his left hand and pushed it back little by little, while his right hand tightly grasped the whip that held the life of Misuzu Hatori.

"She's calling for help! She's asking you for help!"

The whip gradually tightened, and Mirei Hatori subconsciously raised her hands to grab the rope tightly. Her expression became more and more ugly, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

The scenes of the past flashed before my eyes like a kaleidoscope, and finally stopped at the back of the person walking towards hell.

Even if it means staining your own body, you must do your best to save the back.

Even now, she can still recall what her former boss said to her.

You were influenced by him

Maybe the doctor was right.

"Did you hear that!?"

Reid loosened his fingers little by little.

"Yes, that's it, let go quickly--"

"Move...your hands..."

The moment the weak yet firm voice sounded, Galume turned his head in astonishment and looked in the direction of Hatori Matsumoto. He could not imagine that that was the voice that Hatori Matsumoto, who looked so weak and had her neck tied by him, could make.

And this moment of surprise completely overturned the balance of victory.

The flashing red light in the goggles almost formed a straight line, the thruster buckle exploded on the spot, and the red-hot claws crisscrossed through Galume's body. The accumulated heat exploded, and Mirei Hatori, who was strangled in mid-air, fell weakly towards the explosion.

The black and gold armor broke through the explosion and hugged the falling Mirei Hatori, landing steadily on the ground.

"I'm so scared - you're so brave -"

Reid let out a long breath and bent down so that Misuzu Hatori could stand on the ground.

"Ah, I wonder if you still remember me. Long time no see, Miss Nurse?"

Misuzu Hatori raised her hand and gently tucked her hair behind her ears, then raised her dirty face and looked at Reid, "Ah, that's what happened."

Cruel yet realistic, the world that person lives in is too far away.

But, that person is obviously just an ordinary person.

He just chose to persist when he should have despaired, and chose to resist in the face of fate. For those who stagnated, his world was indeed very far away.

Reid was stunned and subconsciously tilted his head.

"you--"

"You don't think you can kill me like this!"

In the light of the explosion, the withered figure rose up like a demon and grabbed towards Red's head.

"Varied?!"

Red admitted that he had underestimated Gurongi's vitality and overestimated his current strength.

"It's so ugly—"

The round shield was swung out from the side and hit Galume's head, giving him no chance to regenerate. Several figures rushed out and beat him up, crushing him to ashes on the spot. Looking at the extremely cruel actions, it seemed that they had been holding back for a long time.

Reid raised his hand to stop Mirei Hatori behind him.

Judging from their appearance, the other party seemed to be weird, but there was a sacred halo above their heads.

Angel?

For some reason, this idea came into Red's mind.

After dealing with Galume, the [Angels] raised their heads and looked at Reid as if they wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, they turned and left.

Red's face was full of question marks, and at this moment there was a loud bang outside the factory, and Medusa, wearing a mascot doll costume, rushed in aggressively.

"Red! There are enemies! They have halos over their heads!"

enemy?

There were more question marks in Red's head.

“No?!”

After scanning the scene and discovering that there was no [Angel] at all, Medusa first breathed a sigh of relief, then gnashed her teeth in anger.

She was originally planning to come in directly, but suddenly an [Angel] appeared and stopped her from entering the factory.

“…There are no more enemies.”

"Um-please take me back to the opera house. I have a performance."

At this time, Mirei Hatori spoke.

"This……"

Looking up and down at Mirei Hatori's dance skirt which was dirty due to the explosion, Red hesitated for a moment.

"Trouble—"

Misuzu Hatori bent down.

"Okay, I understand, Medusa. I'll take Hatori to the musical first—"

"……I see."

Medusa lowered her raised arm and followed the backs of Red and Misuzu Hatori until they completely disappeared.

"Abandoned..."

The young man wearing a round-brimmed hat and a green scarf stuck his head out and chuckled quietly.

"You are really pitiful. You were abandoned by the sage, and now, you are abandoned by Red."

"...Gremlin, if you don't want your tongue, I can help you pull it out." Medusa turned around coldly and walked away, not intending to have anything to do with Gremlin.

abandon?

This was the word she feared the most. In order not to be abandoned by the sage, she gave everything, but the incredible thing was that she could not imagine how Red would abandon her.

But now she could imagine what it would be like to lose Red.

Chapter 958: Fighting against fate in order to win

The earth dragon turns over, this is the concrete impression of earthquakes that humans have, and now this impression has come true.

A fat earth dragon rolled over the ground, and buildings collapsed one after another, and the opera house was one of them.

Fortunately, although the opera house was buried, its structure was strong enough and did not collapse.

Everything else besides that is unfortunate.

Everyone was trapped in despair, some people were hurt, and what was worse, their inner defenses collapsed.

Medic's swan death did not bring them any spiritual comfort or support, and even made them feel more empty and miserable, as if what they had always believed in was false.

"Refund..."

Someone shouted tremblingly first, and this sentence completely ignited everyone's resentment, and more and more people stood up to protest.

"RNM refunds the money!"

"Are you worthy of us?"

"How much do you think it cost me to get here?"

Hong Yin was also anxious, but the collapsed steel bars blocked his way.

Reid and Mirei Hatori, who had finally arrived at the scene and dug up a corner, fell into silence.

"Let me go, and you do what you should do."

Mirei Hatori took a deep breath, tilted her head to look at Reid and raised her head with a strong smile.

This was an earthquake. Dopant flipped over again, the ground shook violently again, the audience in the opera house screamed again, and more and more malice rose.

"……I see."

Red held Mirei Hatori's right hand, leaned over and gently helped Mirei Hatori fall towards the opera house filled with insults and curses.

Medic rolled his eyes as he made his final bow.

"Okay, I'm done. Anyway, this earthquake has nothing to do with me. Yeah, the failure has nothing to do with me either - this should be called force majeure!"

Medic smiled politely and turned around with her luggage. Her expression gradually froze, and Mirei Hatori appeared there in a black dance costume.

"Eh?"

Mirei Hatori and Medic passed each other.

The exact similarity in appearance did not change the audience's opinion, and the dirty dance costume became an outlet for the audience's anger.

Nothing could be more suitable as the prelude to the swan's death than the audience's malice, and nothing could be more suitable to express the swan's misery than its dirty dance costume.

In the oppressive darkness, Mirei Hatori leaned forward and began her swan death, and also began her resistance.

Medic just looked at Hatori Mirei in confusion.

Doesn't she understand why Mirei Hatori is doing this?

Here, the only thing left was the malice towards Mirei Hatori.

"Ha... Miss Hatori, I'm almost infatuated with you—"

Hong Yin, who was originally worried, also grinned, picked a place and set up the violin.

On the ruins, Red stood up and looked at the still rolling earth dragon.

He lost a lot of things. If Kuga's power was still there, he could have dragged the opera house out with his ultimate power alone. But now he could only call the rescue team.

"But, in fact, nothing has changed—"

Reid raised his hand and slapped the side of the buckle hard.

The steam mechanism began to preheat again, and the tiny body raised its fist towards the giant dragon that was shaking the earth.

The swan falls down again and again, and stands up again and again, singing the praises of life and fighting against death. As the dancer of the swan's death, Mirei Hatori knows better than anyone that all struggles are meaningless, and the end of resistance is only exhaustion and then powerless to face death.

This time, no one in the audience even expected her to succeed in her rebellion.

Without the moonlight to accompany the audience and the calm lake as a stage, all that was left was the dark mud, not beautiful at all.

Medic stared blankly at Hatori Mirei dancing on the stage.

Medic couldn't understand Mirei Hatori's feelings at the moment.

What's the point? Why show your feelings to a group of insignificant and even malicious people? That person is all you need.

The audience, who were originally cursing, gradually calmed down and stared blankly at Mirei Hatori, who was dancing alone, as if she was resisting something.

There was another violent vibration, and the entire opera house sank again, with rubble falling towards the stage and towards Misuzu Hatori.

"Medic, probably, can't mega evolve—"

Dan Lidou, who was coding and adjusting the output of the Sigma Sphere, suddenly spoke up.

"Why do you say that?" Philip, who was assembling props in place of Kiryu Battle Rabbit, looked up curiously.

"Her healing ability is powerful and often comes with huge side effects. Medic's treatment is a two-way channel, and the emotions of the person being treated will flow into her body. I guess before this, she has been treating those criminal mechanical life forms," ​​Danrito paused, "so her data has been stained by all kinds of dark emotions."

"Then why not help her wash away those dark emotions?" Philip thought for a while and said tentatively, "Maybe if she gets rid of those dark emotions, she can complete her super evolution."

"Perhaps, there is another possibility. When deciding who to treat, she was actually about to super evolve. However, due to the backflow of negative emotions, her data was stained black, and she could no longer show the posture of super evolution," Danrito continued typing on the keyboard.

"Healing is an opportunity for evolution, but once she starts healing, she will be stained black and will no longer be able to maintain the pure feelings she has when she wants to heal someone."

"Even if I help her clean the black data, it will just be one more time. She will always be close to super evolution."

"...Then I will never be able to super evolve," Philip scratched his hair, a little annoyed.

“If you want to wash it off and live cleanly on your own stage forever, it’s true,” Dan Lidou glanced at the data fluctuations displayed on the screen at hand.

Blood flowed down her white forehead, and her petite body fell heavily on the stage.

The swan that resisted fate eventually died. This is the death of the swan, an ending that was determined from the beginning.

There was no moonlight, no calm lake, only darkness and a dirty stage.

The slender arms trembled but rose up again unyieldingly, like the wings of a swan trying to fly again.