Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Now, his Zhou Bie doesn't even have any female animals, let alone women.

There were only two men who were ready to kill him.

He himself has to bear the side effects of using his powers.

"Mr. Gojo, are you alright?"

Luo Zhen read it aloud without any emotion.

If Gojo Satoru were to be injured by such an attack, then Ryouma should reconsider whether he had mistaken the person for someone else.

Looking at the dust scattered on the ground, Gojo Satoru squatted down and said.

There was no trace of magical power.

Including Luo Zhen, although there was an energy surge before, it was definitely not curse power.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru was completely convinced that he had truly come to another world.

"What a joke."

Regulus, lying on the ground, muttered to himself in a daze.

He didn't even notice when Luo Zhen stepped on his shoulder.

"Click——"

"Uhhhhh!"

The sharp pain in his shoulder jolted Regulus back to his senses.

Looking at Regulus Rozen, who was clutching his shoulder and groaning, he said:

"Sorry, you're too dangerous."

"I have no choice but to do this to ensure you don't cause any trouble later."

As he spoke, Luo Zhen decisively dislocated Regulus's other three limbs as well.

In fact, whenever Luo Zhen encounters such a dangerous containment object during a mission, he would think about whether to cut it into a human stick, but in the end, he would give up due to the issue of scale.

Kids, don't watch this.

"That was a decisive move."

Gojo Satoru, with his hands in his pockets, walked over and said.

He quite admired Luo Zhen's style of doing things.

It's not hard to tell from Luo Zhen's previous words that this world is much more dangerous than the world of sorcery.

If we want to maintain the world of ordinary people, then necessary measures are indispensable.

We must not let the enemy go because we are soft-hearted.

Don't let Gojo Satoru's carefree and jovial demeanor fool you; his title as the strongest sorcerer wasn't just something he bragged about while drinking.

It was built from the corpses of countless enemies.

Whatever his motives, he was not going to go easy on those guys.

"Mr. Gojo, you flatter me."

Luo Zhen said without looking up, while secretly pondering how to deal with this harem king who had 291 wives.

To be honest, Luo Zhen really wanted to use inhumane methods to destroy these evildoers.

But he also knew that these guys were excellent experimental subjects for the lab.

Not only do they possess all sorts of bizarre abilities, but during experiments, there's no need to consider any humanitarian issues; as long as they don't die, that's all that matters.

The most common area of ​​research in the institute is biotechnology.

"Let's go, Mr. Gojo."

After watching the special forces soldiers put layers of shackles on the incapacitated Regulus, Luo Zhen said to Gojo Satoru beside him.

Although there are no items specifically designed to target Regulus.

However, there are still quite a few research institutes that work on blocking energy or other types of items.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to take in those dangerous individuals.

"Okay, I'm getting more and more curious about your organization."

You can't help but be curious.

Thinking of the idiotic higher-ups on his side, Gojo Satoru secretly made up his mind.

He wants to learn how this human rights protection agency operates and its organizational structure here.

When he gets back, he'll wipe out all those pedantic and idiotic high-ranking officials.

It serves no purpose other than hindering progress and causing internal strife.

Even first-year students at the Spellcasting Academy have made more contributions in the fight against cursed spirits than they have.

Gojo Satoru had a similar idea before.

However, because they hadn't figured out how to change this corrupt world of sorcery, they kept putting it off, planning to cultivate outstanding students to gradually change things.

He's made up his mind now.

Cut the Gordian knot and do what needs to be done.

"I feel like Mr. Gojo is thinking about something really important."

After reverting to his original form, Luo Zhen, sitting in the car, suddenly spoke.

Japan is a very interesting place.

On the one hand, they value the hierarchical relationship between superiors and inferiors, and regard it as an important rule for conduct. Any transgression will result in rejection from everyone.

On the other hand, they desperately want to see the underdog overthrow the superior, and when such an event actually occurs, they feel excited rather than disgusted.

This kind of culture has never ceased in their past history.

It's quite contradictory, yet it doesn't seem incomprehensible.

"No way, Luo Zhen, you must be overthinking it."

With his legs crossed, Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

When dealing with Luo Zhen, who is about the same age as his student, Gojo Satoru would subconsciously treat him the way he would treat his own student.

Although Luo Zhen himself may be much more mature than his students.

"Okay, we've arrived."

Through the car window, Gojo Satoru could clearly see the fruit processing plant on the surface of the research institute.

This struck him as quite interesting.

"Oh! Luo Zhen, you're back?!"

Not long after I entered the research institute, a familiar voice rang out.

Gojo Satoru watched as Luo Zhen's expression changed from calm at first to completely different in a few seconds.

When he turned around, his face clearly showed two words: disgust.

So what are you doing here?

"Where else could I be if not here?"

Elena retorted confidently.

Because of her past escape record during the contact process, Elena has not yet been fully granted her freedom.

Aside from going to school, I spend most of my time at the research institute.

Elena was somewhat unhappy about this, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Chapter 186 White-haired Gathering

"Oh ho."

"Emmmm..."

"What a coincidence."

There are now four white-haired characters in front of Luo Zhen, plus Regulus-Konias who was just taken in, making a total of five white-haired characters.

Although two of them are not purely white, it wouldn't be a big problem to call them white.

"It feels like some kind of hobby club."

Touching his hair, Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

Leaving aside the guy who threw mud earlier, I encountered three more people with similar hair color within a minute.

Two of them were girls.

"I think it's more like a cosplay event than a Gintoki event."

"Sakata Gintoki said, picking his ear."

Of the people present, he himself was wearing the combat uniform of a special forces soldier, while Gojo Satoru was wearing clothes that looked like a uniform and had an eye patch on his face.

Elena changed into her witch outfit, while Princess Kyarylis wore a gorgeous nightgown.

Putting aside Ryougi Shirou, the black-haired guy, it was practically like a comic convention.

Oh wait, if it's at a comic convention, the hair colors should be more varied rather than a single color.

Moreover, perhaps because of their hair color, these people all seem to have unusual backgrounds.

First is Gojo Satoru, known as the strongest sorcerer.

If the limit that most people can reach is the ceiling, then this guy is someone who stands on the roof.

He's so powerful that the author can't proceed with the story unless he's sealed away.

Although he does not possess time-related abilities, the setting book mentions that he may have some resistance to time-related abilities.

Sakata Gintoki, known as the White Demon on the battlefield back then, was a top fighter capable of battling the Yato, the strongest fighting race in the universe.

Although his combat strength often fluctuates, it is enough to prove his strength.

One of the representatives of the type whose strength increases the amount of blood they have.

Elena, a genius girl who had already earned the title of "Witch," the highest rank among magicians, at the age of 15, easily defeated an older magician in the assessment.

Traveling between different countries offers many wonderful experiences.

And extremely despicable (crossed out).

Princess Shioris, the apple of the eye of a certain country (the true demon king).

Legend has it that he is someone who can single-handedly destroy the Demon King's castle (lol).

She would do anything, no matter how inhumane, to have a comfortable sleeping environment.

For example, cutting off the nightmare's horns, stripping the griffin of its feathers, and so on.

The demons in the Demon King's castle suffered greatly at her hands, and even the Demon King himself had no way to deal with her.

'Should I dye my hair white too?'

Luo Zhen looked thoughtfully at the hair of the group.

If it could drastically increase strength, forget dyeing his hair, you could make him bald...

Forget it, that's still a bit too much to ask.

After exchanging a few casual words, the group went their separate ways to do their own things.

Gojo Satoru had already signed the contract, and he would stay with Chiba for a while afterward.

He himself preferred to go to Tokyo to see more about the organizational structure.

Princess Qiyelis has just finished her afternoon nap and is now strolling around the research institute as usual.

Most of the members within the research institute are used to this.

Everyone has a good impression of this princess, well, except for the containment objects.