Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

She talks about being a magical girl, but the two people she hires are both men.

The man, turned to the side and facing Cupid, had very deep-set features, which appeared very profound under the shadows.

After hearing what Cupid said, she silently put down her newspaper and looked at Cupid.

There seemed to be something wrong with the half of the body hidden in the darkness.

"I can grant you one wish."

Wagging its tail, Cupid continued.

This is one of the reasons why Cupid was always able to successfully deceive others.

It will not only tell you that becoming a magical girl is a very honorable thing, but it will also give you very practical benefits.

It's like a struggling designer who one day suddenly encounters a client who is very easy to talk to, kind, and quick to pay.

If it were me, I'd burst into tears right there, okay?

"Can any wish be granted?"

A hoarse voice came out, and the man's eyes seemed to suddenly light up.

"Yes."

The tail behind Cupid wagged happily.

But this was not a sign of being in a good mood; rather, it was a conclusion reached by Kyubey after carefully studying humans.

Seeing something cute makes people feel better.

So when Cupid is interacting with people, he wags his tail from time to time.

"I hope that God the Father will notice us again!"

The man said somewhat excitedly, and with his movement, part of his body, which had been hidden in the darkness, was exposed.

Between the fingers, a fleshy membrane protrudes from the eye socket.

Sparse, bluish-green scales covered the back of my hand.

His muscular thighs stretched his suit trousers, creating rips.

Although Cupid realized something was wrong, he still chose to sign the contract.

Just kidding, what insurance agent would let a deal slip away once they've got it in hand?

"Then the contract is established."

Cleverly leaping from the ground, Cupid placed his little paws on the man's chest.

A white light shone at the point where the two met.

Then, the next second, it saw it.

what is that?

It was a dark ocean, yet it seemed to be more than just an ocean.

The gently rolling waves indicated that the ocean was not so calm.

Suddenly, a hideous giant claw emerged from the ocean.

The dark scales seemed to absorb all the light, and large amounts of rotten flesh fell off with a crackling sound as the arm moved.

Two cold, clearly not human eyes opened in the ocean.

After turning around a few times, the two pupils suddenly stared at Cupid.

"He saw me, He saw me, He saw me..."

In reality, Kyubey is like a doll that has lost its power and fallen to the ground.

His limbs flailed wildly in the air, his body convulsing unnaturally.

A few seconds later, Kyubey's body underwent a strange change.

Scales, claws, and twisted growths.

These characteristics, which have absolutely nothing to do with cuteness, appear one after another in Kyubey.

"Father God, this is a gift from the Father God!"

Looking at Cupid on the ground, the man shouted excitedly.

All the residents in the vicinity turned to look after hearing a certain keyword.

When they saw the Cupid on the ground, they all showed expressions of surprise and even fervor, muttering something under their breath.

After muttering a few words, the man bent down and tried to pick up Cupid.

"Clock Up!"

A mechanical voice sounded, and a blur, almost invisible to the naked eye, passed through the group, taking away Cupid from the ground.

Not far away, Sakamoto, in his knight form, stood at the end of the street, holding Kyubey in his hand.

"who!"

"Return the creatures that have been blessed by the Father!"

"Put down that raccoon!"

Ignoring the agitated residents, Sakamoto nodded occasionally, as if listening to something.

"Okay, I know."

Two seconds later, Sakamoto suddenly tossed Kyubey into the air.

The knight's needle on his wrist suddenly pierced out.

Cupid's head, which had not yet begun to mutate, was suddenly pierced.

After twitching a few times, the body of the boy hanging on the knight's needles died.

With a flick of his wrist, Kyubey's body was thrown to the ground like trash.

The deformed body exploded two seconds later.

Watching the burst of fire from the explosion, the residents fell into an eerie silence.

"Ah, I'm saved."

Before Sakamoto could say anything, a brand new Kyubey jumped out of the shadows and said with lingering fear.

The incubators were also panicked by what just happened.

This world is not like the world we knew.

Only one incubator can appear at a time.

If that Cupid is allowed to mutate like this, the entire Cupid population will be contaminated.

"I said, young man..."

"Cut the nonsense."

Turning to Sakamoto, Kyubey spoke.

But Sakamoto grabbed Kyubey's face and lifted him up, effectively silencing Kyubey's next words.

"Clock Up!"

With a tap on his waist, Sakamoto entered super-acceleration mode again and disappeared at the end of the street.

After Sakamoto disappeared, the residents finally realized what had happened.

"Go and report to His Holiness the Bishop immediately!"

"Chase! Don't let him get away!"

At this moment, Luo Zhen was on his way by car.

"I'll go assassinate the author of this story later."

Luo Zhen thought to himself, his face expressionless.

Chapter 221 The Little Thing Is Really Unique

Putting aside the rioting residents outside, the Onmyoji inside the dilapidated building felt that he was in a very bad situation.

After dragging him into the building, the group dispersed like the receding tide.

Before he could even get up from the ground, a slippery, large hand pressed down on his head.

A strange whispering sound came, making him feel dizzy and lightheaded, and he passed out a few seconds later.

When he woke up again, he was bound to an altar.

The wrists and ankles were secured very firmly.

After struggling several times to no avail, the Onmyoji gave up the idea of ​​breaking free with his own power.

Let's have the dog god try it once the spiritual energy has recovered a bit.

"It's troublesome."

He stared blankly at the murals on the building's circular dome.

If that thing can be called a mural.

The chaotic lines and color scheme that challenges human aesthetics resemble a work scribbled haphazardly by an artist while drunk.

It's like a crazy performance artist splattering ink on a wall and then claiming it's his latest work.

If it were made by a famous artist, it could fetch an astronomical price at an auction house.

Then, various art critics bestowed upon it all sorts of profound concepts and values.

It might even be put into a museum exhibition and be photographed by countless people.

But for an ordinary person, it would be worthless.

Just as the Onmyoji was lost in thought, a tall figure quietly approached him.

The shadow cast covered almost half of the Onmyoji's body, and at the same time attracted the Onmyoji's attention.

'So ugly.'

The moment he saw that face, this thought popped into the Onmyoji's mind.

This guy is even uglier than the ugliest shikigami he keeps.

At least a small portion of those shikigami (spirits) are aesthetically pleasing to humans.

Even the legendary great monsters are all beautiful and alluring.

But this guy in front of me...

The only thing that might conform to human aesthetics is the fact that it has two eyes and a mouth.

Then it was gone.

The skin looked like that of a floating corpse that had been submerged in water for a week.

Eyes bulging out of their sockets, darting around everywhere.

Within its wide mouth, one could vaguely see fine fangs and drool dripping from the corners of its mouth.

Where the nose should be is occupied by two large vents, which move constantly with each breath.

A few scales adorned that ugly face, adding to its beauty.

'. . . . . '

The Onmyoji felt like he was about to throw up.

Instead of continuing to stare at that face, I decided to let him die and simply close my eyes to silently recover my strength.

He currently only has one dog god inside him, and its combat power is not very good.

To survive, you must remain calm.

Adjusting his breathing, the Onmyoji tried his best to remain calm.

"How are the preparations going?"