The Chosen Ones Also Want a Youth Romance Story

Kanda Osamu comforted himself in his heart that with the help of Suedou Akimi, the situation might not become so bad.

"Oh...it looks like you already know what I mean."

Suedou Akihiro stretched out his hand and said slowly, "In that case, how about considering letting your partner complete a higher level of evolution?"

"..."

Kanda Osamu was silent for a moment, then finally shook his head and sighed:

"No, let me think about it again."

“Well, it’s understandable that there’s a certain hesitation about unknown changes.”

Suedou Akimi had no intention of urging him. He looked at Kanda with a smile, as if he had already foreseen the future in the near future.

"I'll come back to you later if I need you, Mr. Suedou."

Kanda Osamu nodded at him, then picked up his backpack and Tyrannosaurus Rex and walked out the door.

Although with the help of Suedou Mingshi, he now has some confidence in facing the unknown crisis, but at the same time, the unknown crisis seems to be closer to him because of his decision.

He felt a little headache. The information he just received forced him to find a place to relax. Although the work of the Chosen One was important, it was not everything in his life.

"Oh, so you're here, Kanda."

The silver-white sports car suddenly stopped in front of him. The woman with beautiful blonde hair opened the door, patted the cushion beside her, and spoke to Kanda Osamu.

"Hurry up and get in the car. I have something to ask you."

"Mu, Sister Mu Hai?"

The surprise brought by the chance encounter with Kumiumi Anko quickly dispelled Kanda Osamu's previous anxiety and uneasiness, but soon new anxiety surged into his heart again.

Such a familiar opening line... Could it be that she wants to try her new "special coffee" by herself?

"Is there anything else you can do?"

Seeing that Kanda Osamu had not responded, Murumi Anko raised her eyebrows and looked at him sharply.

"Okay, let's go."

Kanda Osamu tried his best to look natural, but when he got in the car, he still couldn't help but sigh.

Forget it, think about it on the bright side, maybe it’s the “old-fashioned” coffee that I’ve become accustomed to?

Chapter 113: Jie Aotian is still growing

Deep in the web, the Temple of the Round Table.

This is the core area of ​​the digital world, an important place where the former god, World Tree, summoned the Royal Knights. Even though the throne has been replaced, the residual power of World Tree still affects this place. The trunk is tall and straight, and the branches are lush, stretching to the boundary between the sky and the ground.

This area has remained standing throughout the long years.

The World Tree is rooted in the ground of the temple, with its roots intertwined and winding in the core area deep in the network, forming a huge network of roots.

The Round Table Temple is the core of this magnificent tree and the hub of the digital world. Even before entering the temple, one can see that it is filled with mysterious ancient runes and sacred network symbols, symbolizing the protection and power of the gods.

Hakemon was currently located in the core of this world that was protected by layers of protection. He was somewhat amazed. Although he had always known that his master was a member of the Royal Knights, he had never been to this solemn and magnificent sacred place in person because he had not yet completed his trial.

It was not until this time that Hakemon, who was about to finish the trial, finally saw the mysterious Round Table Temple that was as legendary as it was.

He stood in front of the data gate entangled with branches. Somehow, the dynamic balance of becoming the new god did not eliminate the traces of the world tree in this regard. The entire deep network still retained the appearance when the world tree ruled, including the core soul and the Round Table Temple.

The knights of God gather here to jointly protect the fate of the digital world and ensure that the order of the world is not disturbed.

"Royal Knights..."

Hakemon whispered the name.

The 11 apostles that God uses to manage the world, the paladins who save the digital world, and the guardian of the network.

They have various titles.

In this world made up of data, the Ultimate Digimon is the strongest fighting force that ordinary Digimon can see, and the Royal Knights are at the pinnacle of the Ultimate Digimon, the invincible embodiment, the representative of order!

Hackmon's mood became more and more complicated. It was hard for the Digimon not to be shaken when stepping into this area. Although he now had the strength of a perfect form, it seemed that he was only one step away from the ultimate form.

But it was also this last step that left countless Digimon forever in the Data Continent, never able to witness the scenery above the adaptation field with their own eyes.

It was not until a hearty laugh came from behind that Hakemon came back to his senses. He took off the red hood on his head and looked behind him.

"How is it? It feels pretty good, right?"

The "Royal Knight" Stubbornmon walked up to him, looking at the Round Table Temple entangled with branches, and said in a relaxed tone:

“It would be nice if it could stay like this.”

"Master..." Hakemon was startled, then he looked at Stubbornmon and said, "Is it really okay to call me here? This should be a decision-making meeting involving the entire Digital World, right?"

"Don't be so solemn and reserved. Although you haven't grown up to the point where you can take charge of things on your own, my colleagues won't say anything if I just bring you here to sit in on the meeting. After all, they already know this."

"And the decision-making meeting... Ha, if that were the case, Aromamon wouldn't have asked us to attend." Stubbornmon reached out and touched the red hair on his head: "I can guarantee that not all members were present at today's meeting."

"Oh, Ultra V-dramon is here too. It seems my guess has been confirmed once again. Let's stop here for now."

"We should go in, my disciple."

With no intention of continuing the small talk, Stubbornmon headed towards the interior of the Round Table Temple.

"……it is good."

Hakemon was silent for a long time, didn't ask any further questions, nodded, and followed.

…………

This was an impromptu Royal Knight meeting. As the initiator, Aromamon had a cold look in his eyes. He didn't care about the unfriendly gaze of Crimson Knightmon on the upper left, and was plotting in his mind how to control the situation next.

The "Dragon Emperor" Examon reduced his data size, still curled up in the front seat on the right, closing his eyes to rest.

He did not care about the final outcome of the Royal Knights meeting, and came to attend the meeting only to prevent some unnecessary conflicts.

As expected, there are no Dunusmon and Swordmon...

Crimson Knightmon looked around. He did not look very good, his eyes were full of hostility, and he silently recorded the Royal Knights who were currently present in his mind.

He asked Aromamon to convene this meeting. After all, from the information he had learned before, the Royal Knights had been divided into two camps. If the initiator was not Aromamon, the other Royal Knights might not have attended this meeting.

However, even so, apart from the stubborn beast that was already standing outside the door, there were still three royal knights who had not arrived. It must be because they were busy with something.

Although the Royal Knights did not have a leader in the absolute sense, even Crimson Knightmon had to admit that the current Lion Knight of the Round Table already had a tendency to lead the Royal Knights.

This is not a good thing...

If the Paladins were to be united by absolute strength, he would certainly not say anything, but when he realized that the other party's method was to divide and exclude some of the Paladins, Crimson Knightmon's first reaction was of course to stop and persuade the other party.

But when he calmed down, he realized it was too late. The royal knights led by Aromamon had undoubtedly reached a consensus.

The highest level guardian organization on the Internet is already in danger of collapse.

This was not one of those meetings where absence was not a big deal, but a decision-making meeting that symbolized a major disaster. If even this was no longer important, then the Royal Knights seemed to have no meaning to exist.

Although he wanted to maintain the order of the Digital World through the Royal Knights, after being repeatedly ostracized and concealed by his colleagues, even Crimson Knightmon began to have some strange thoughts.

He was thinking whether the Royal Knights still had a need to exist, or in other words, the Royal Knights under the rule of God's "dynamic balance"?

"The stubborn beast is here, so let's start..."

When the last Royal Knight finally appeared in front of the round table, Crimson Knightmon stood up and subconsciously wanted to start this Royal Knight meeting.

But soon, he noticed a small dragon-type Digimon next to Stubbornmon. Crimson Knightmon, who had not yet reacted, was stunned. He didn't understand why a growing Digimon appeared here.

"Oh, you also brought your disciples with you."

At the lower left side of the round table, Aromamon also noticed the Digimon, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

Hakemon blinked his eyes and thought, could what the master said be wrong?

Although he had never participated in the Royal Knights' meeting, he was very clear about what the meeting was about. Judging from the requirements of the Royal Knights, it was impossible for someone with Hakemon's strength to appear in the Round Table Temple.

But what relieved him was that the Aroma Beast didn't say anything. The Lion Knight just thought for a moment and then asked:

"So you want him to stand and listen? Or should I say sit in your seat?"

In the Temple of the Round Table, each chair is carved with different symbols and images and has its own specific meaning and importance. Although there is no exact division of power within the Royal Knights, the seats in the front rows can often better demonstrate one's status and power.

Now inside the Round Table Temple, apart from the blank seat in the front that cannot be touched or recorded, the only seat left at the back of the huge round table has yet to welcome its owner.

The other seats that have been recorded in the database are obviously not for Hakemon to sit in, even though the owners of these seats are not here now.

"Ah... just let him take my seat."

Stubbornmon nodded casually, then he raised his hand, pointed to the second seat in front of the right, and said to Hackmon:

"Go sit over there. You'll be taking my place in the future anyway, so there's nothing wrong with going and experiencing it now."

Hakemon nodded seriously, then moved his limbs and ran towards the front seat, while the other Royal Knights remained silent. Although they did not say much, they were undoubtedly secretly observing the cold white dragon who might become their colleague.

But... the thought of "maybe" quickly disappeared from their minds.

But when Hakemon passed the seat at the bottom, a data light curtain composed of countless 01s rose from the corner, and the surging data quickly enveloped the Round Table Temple, as if it had sensed something.

Eksasamon, who was sitting in his seat, opened his eyes and stared at the cold white dragon with his sharp pupils. He recalled the past of the Pure White Temple and pieced together those broken memories.

"Have they finally gathered? The twelve apostles of God."

A buzzing sound came from the seat at the bottom, and a beam of transcendent light shot out from it, directly enveloping the stunned Hakemon, making it impossible for him to contact the outside world.

"It looks like you won't be able to retire normally."

Golden Armored Dragonmon sneered and said to Stubbornmon.

Although Hakemon was separated by the abnormal data light curtain, all the Royal Knights present did not take any action. The memories in their minds told them that these Paladins had seen this beam of light a long time ago. That should be the beginning of everything.

Stubbornmon neither confirmed nor denied what Kabutomon said. He just shook his head and continued:

"Whether he takes my place or has his own place, it's the same in the end. However, being recognized by the twelfth seat at this time is somewhat beyond my expectations."

"The last Paladin has also been born, Aromamon. It looks like the Digital World has indeed encountered the disaster and crisis described in the prophecy?"

Stubbornmon's tone was no longer relaxed, but became serious, and his fiery eyes seemed to look through the eye mask at the Lion Knight on the lower left.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"..."

Faced with Stubbornmon's question, Aromamon just shook his head and did not give any explanation.

"Let's wait until your disciple is done. Although he has not yet evolved to the Ultimate stage, he is qualified to participate in this meeting after being recognized by the seat."

…………

When the light curtain completely dissipated, the data surging in the Round Table Temple also receded like a tide. Then the figure that appeared in front of the round table slowly stood up. It seemed that all the restrictions and constraints were surpassed at this moment. The complete savior Hakemon appeared in the sight of the Royal Knights.

"…It was indeed recognized by the Twelve Seats."

Skullmon's voice was cold, without a trace of emotion, and he turned to look at Stubbornmon.

"Although this is a little unexpected, congratulations anyway."

"Haha, this is the successor I personally trained."

Stubbornmon's voice was filled with a hint of joy. He walked up to his savior, Hackmon, and patted his shoulders twice:

"Well done, you are worthy of being my disciple!"

The savior Hakemon hadn't figured out what this meant, but when he lowered his head, he found that he was no longer the little dragon he was in his growth period. Instead, he was...

It stands on two feet and has blades growing all over its body in a complete dragon-human style.

The power that had been stored in his body before he came was forcibly released.

At the same time, the savior Hakemon also vaguely felt that he had a weak connection with the seat in front of him.

Approved?

He could feel the emotions and meaning coming from it.

Although Stubbornmon has not yet explained, the savior Hackmon has already thought of something with his well-honed consciousness... Could it be that the beam of light just now has connected him to the seat in front of him?

Before he could ask his teacher a question, the excited Stubbornmon smiled and said to him.

"You kid, I originally wanted you to inherit my position, but I didn't expect it to be snatched away by this twelfth seat. My disciple, you are now considered a royal knight reserve. Move forward to the last step."

Royal Knights... Reserve?

The last step?