The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

Sitting in front of a table piled with documents, Muroto Sumire was holding her stomach and laughing unrestrainedly, her messy purple hair rising and falling with the movements of her body.

As the object of his ridicule, Rentaro Satomi had a stern face and stared expressionlessly at Muroto Sumire who was laughing so hard that she was bent over.

".......Doctor, you seem to be smiling very happily......" His eyes turned to the side, and his tone revealed some unhappiness.

"After all, you haven't been here for a long time since you joined the Holy Emperor's Guard. As a result, you came with such interesting news. I have to be happy about it."

"The Holy Emperor didn't kick you out of the Guard Team out of consideration for Kikunojo."

Hearing the other party say this, Rentaro Satomi scratched his head and then sighed helplessly.

In a certain sense...No, it should be said that this answer is absolutely correct.

If he hadn't had Tendou Kikunosho as his backer, he would have been kicked out of the guard team long ago.

Unlike the white guard uniform he usually wears, Rentaro Satomi is now wearing a very ordinary uniform.

The reason is that he was given a "holiday" by the Holy Emperor... Well, that's a nicer way of putting it.

To put it bluntly, it means a mandatory one-week suspension.

But he can't blame anyone else. To some extent, this result can be said to be his own fault.

——There are scumbags in the Guard who enjoy hunting down the Cursed Child.

Whether for the sake of his own ideals of justice or to maintain the reputation of the Holy Emperor, he could not just sit there and do nothing.

Therefore, after returning from the outer area last time, he was extremely sure of this and spontaneously investigated the matter, trying to find out the corrupt officials hiding in the guard team.

The whole process was neither complicated nor tedious. With the strong support of the Tendo family, he encountered no resistance, and his journey was not as bumpy as the protagonists in detective films.

Eh.

You know what, he actually found out a lot of things during this investigation.

Even though a considerable amount of time has passed, the other party did not think about subsequent concealment when doing these things.

Through some children's oral descriptions and drawings, he quickly locked on his target - the former guard captain Baowei Zhuoren.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Satoma has been really tiring with the recent investigation of the Smasher. How about taking this time to rest and adjust your condition?"

Anyway, that's pretty much the process.

After he reported the results of the investigation to the Holy Emperor, the other party directly gave him a one-week "short vacation".

Then, he came to Muroto Sumire to maintain his forged prosthetic limb and complained to her at the same time...but he was met with ridicule.

"Of course. My lifesaver is described as a scumbag. Even if I have a good temper, I will inevitably lose my temper."

"Doctor, do you know the former captain of Howaki well?"

"I can't say I know him too well. After all, he and I only met once, and we didn't even communicate... I can only say that the incident was quite famous at the time."

Shaking her head, a look of reminiscence flashed across her face, and Muroto Sumire said with some sigh.

"I saved both the former and current Saint Sons of Heaven from the fanatical worshippers of the gastrula creatures, killed five people, and in just one month I went from being a newcomer in the Guard to being the captain of the Guard."

"It is said that during his tenure, the newly appointed Saint Emperor was very attached to him."

"Oh my, come to think of it, you are much better than Rentaro, who has been in the Guard for half a year but is still just an ordinary member, and is even now disliked by the Holy Emperor."

Listening to Muroto Sumire's teasing words, Satomi Rentaro grabbed the corner of his clothes anxiously.

He already knew what the other party said during the investigation. If the characteristics were not so consistent, he would have suspected that he had found the wrong person.

Not even close.

Frankly speaking, when he was investigating Bao Xie Zhuo Ren, he always felt a deep... sense of disconnection.

Before joining the guard corps, his life was no different from that of some brutal second-generation officials, who relied on their family's power to do whatever they wanted.

But after joining the guard team, it was as if all his bad habits disappeared overnight... It's not that a prodigal son can't turn back, but you're going too far. You're drifting, aren't you?

But there is no way to verify this even if I ask the person himself.

After all, the other party disappeared a long time ago, basically the same as the author of the pigeon. After asking for leave from the Holy Emperor at that time, he completely disappeared from the face of the earth.

Although subsequent investigations concluded that the incident was caused by retaliation from an extremist organization, it still doesn't seem right.

But there is no point in saying these things now, at most it is just a complaint.

Compared to this kind of thing, he still wanted to ask the other party to write something more important.

"Doctor, do you know the Slammer?"

"It's that urban legend monster you investigated, right? What's wrong?"

"Uh, I just want to know what you think, doctor."

Although the woman in front of him had a strange personality and liked curious things such as corpses, she was one of the world's top "Four Sages".

So you should have some understanding of man-made monsters like the Smasher, right?

He took out a few photos from his pocket and handed them to the other party. These were all the photos he had collected during this period of time.

This naturally includes the two giant individuals who fought with Kisara yesterday, and Lin Qiao who transformed into Blood Riot.

She picked up the photo on the table and looked at it carefully, but gradually, Muroto Sumire frowned.

Finally, focus on Kisara who is fighting the Smasher in the photo, or rather, the driver on her waist.

"This is......?"

"What's the matter, Doc?"

"No, I just remembered something... Anyway, if possible, let's stop here with the investigation of the Smasher, Rentaro."

He gave earnest advice to Rentaro Satomi.

But her somewhat abnormal attitude made the latter frown.

Chapter 202 Aborted Plan

"Doctor, I..."

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask more, he saw Muroto Sumire raised a hand, stopping him from continuing.

"That being said, it seems like you won't listen to my advice, so I will also reveal what I know to you."

Sighing, Muroto Sumire gathered her words and spoke slowly:

"Three years ago, a senior official of the Self-Defense Forces, together with then-Tendo Kikunosho, came up with a plan called the Build Plan."

"To be specific, they intend to mass-produce super soldiers through human body modification and special combat armor, and then counterattack the gastrula creatures."

"How about it? Does it sound familiar to you?"

No, it can't be said to be familiar to this extent.

Such similar content immediately reminded Rentaro Satomi of a plan that he had personally experienced but had been abandoned long ago.

I couldn't help but blurt out: "New Human Creation Plan?"

"That's about right, but the soldiers created by that project are much stronger than the previous mechanical soldiers."

He took out a piece of paper with folded corners from the cabinet behind him and handed it to Rentaro Satomi.

The latter flipped through two pages without any hesitation and then put them on the table... There were too many professional terms and it was difficult to understand.

"Anyway, when that plan was approved, they naturally invited me, the former top person in charge of the new human creation plan, to be in charge of the manufacture of special armor."

"and then?"

"Of course it failed. Although we successfully created a prototype of combat armor for the transformed, the success rate of the transformation was too low. There was not even a single successful case before we stopped it."

If there is only equipment but no user, it will just be waste even if it is produced, not to mention that the equipment itself is only a semi-finished product.

In addition, now is not a life-and-death situation like the battle between the gastrula creatures, so this bottomless pit of money-eating project was naturally stopped.

"Having said that, if we had continued with that plan, I'm afraid the final result would be a Kamen Rider like Kisara."

Pick up the red oil pen on the table and circle the driver that Kisara was wearing in the photo.

"That belt is proof of that. Although it's very different from the style I designed, some of the basics haven't changed."

So has someone restarted this abandoned plan?

But who is it?

"Doctor, who came up with this plan?"

"Howaki Teppei."

After searching his memory, Rentaro Satomi confirmed that this was a name he had never heard of.

"But, Bao Xie... Could it be?"

"Yes, that man is the father of Bao Xie Zhuoren, the captain of the Holy Emperor's guard."

He nodded, confirming Rentaro Satoma's idea, and at the same time pulled up the other party's information on the computer.

"Are you doubting him?"

"Well, after all, he was the one who came up with this plan...at least he does have this suspicion."

If it is because he is unwilling to see the plan he has painstakingly proposed being rejected, then his motivation makes sense.

However, if the Holy Emperor heard this, his "vacation" might have to be extended for a while.

"Having said that, he died shortly after the plan was called off." Muroto Sumire spread her hands helplessly.

"Dead? Assassinated?" This was the first thing Rentaro Satomi thought of.

After all, it was a human experiment. Not only did it waste so much money for no reason, but it also caused the deaths of many people. It is really unacceptable that there is no one to take the blame in the end.

But his statement was denied by Muroto Sumire the next second: "No, it was suicide...at least it looked like suicide."

"It doesn't matter though."

The person has been dead for so long, there is no point in pursuing these issues now.

It's impossible that a dead person crawled out of the grave and created a mysterious organization, right?

"Does that mean it's a completely unsolved case?"

Rentaro Satomi, who also understood this, felt helpless.

But it can’t be said that there was no gain.

But anyway, compared to the previous situation where I was running around like a headless fly, at least I now have a goal.

The next step is to find out who restarted the plan, and then everything will become clear.

'Build plan...'

I muttered the name I heard from the other person in my heart.

Just by hearing the name, you can tell that it should be related to the building driver used by Miss Kisara.

What's even more troublesome is that Tendou Kikunosuke, who adopted him, was involved in this matter - no matter what the result is, he has confirmed that the old man who adopted him will definitely not have a clean position in the whole matter.

And the guy named Blood Riot last time was not easy to deal with either. His combat power was even higher than that of Tendo Kimura. Unless he used methods such as fire coverage, almost no one could be his opponent in single combat.

Oh, by the way, there is also a Hiruko Yingyin who is acting in secret...Are all things happening at the same time?

He understood a little bit why Muroto Sumire didn't want him to get involved before.

"Doctor, can I take this plan?"

"In principle, it's not allowed, but I can accidentally drop it, and it's hard to say who will pick it up later."

Muroto Sumire chuckled and said, "But I'm not saying that, with your level of education, you shouldn't be able to understand that thing, right?"

"Doctor, you are really annoying sometimes..." Even though it was the truth, it made me feel a little uncomfortable when someone said it like that.

Regarded by Tendo Kikunosho as the next political successor, he has a very keen political sense and can be said to be a natural politician.

But in terms of pure mathematical knowledge, he is basically no different from an ordinary top student.

"I met a friend outside recently, maybe he can understand."

"Really?" He said absentmindedly, without asking any further questions.

"By the way, doctor, have you ever heard of the name 'Lin Qiao'?"