Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

In contrast, Luo Zhen was not so patient.

Even after several years of refinement, it only enabled him to sit quietly at his desk and process documents.

But his efficiency was far inferior to Joseph's.

"That's it."

Nodding, Siji Q didn't seem particularly surprised.

She had also heard from Joseph about Rozen's outrageous intuition.

Before Joseph awakened Requiem, even the intuition enhanced by Hermit Purple was not as strong as Rōzen's.

Reaching under the table and groping around, Joseph thought for two seconds before giving up on the idea of ​​finding a camera to smash.

After scanning the room, he spotted an unused tablet.

The vines of Hermit Purple emerged from Joseph's forearm and then wrapped around the flat plate.

The tablet, which was in sleep mode, suddenly lit up and started playing the video, skipping the unlocking process.

This is a capability that Joseph developed after his trip to Egypt.

However, since his idea at the time was just to have some fun, he didn't explore it too deeply.

In fact, it can be seen from the original work that Hermit Purple also has a very strong control effect on various electronic components.

Whether it's using televisions to form a complete sentence or using the Hermit's Purple to forcibly control the operation of aircraft parts when the plane goes out of control.

To Sigi Q, who was watching from the sidelines, Joseph simply touched the tablet computer, and various colors began to appear on the screen.

After a snowflake-like pattern, the main visual begins to appear.

A dimly lit alley, a pure white unicorn.

"That's a bit strange."

Due to the angle, Joseph couldn't see the unicorn's pupils clearly.

As someone who has enjoyed reading all sorts of 'leisure books' since childhood, Joseph also knows a little about unicorns.

If it were a normal unicorn, it shouldn't make Luo Zhen feel disgusted.

Clearly, Joseph chose to trust his comrade over an unknown unicorn.

When Sugi Q saw the unicorn, her eyes seemed to sparkle with starlight.

Women are always filled with fantasies about this kind of creature.

However, seeing Joseph's serious expression, she held back and didn't say anything.

"Again!"

More Hermit Purples emerged, and this time the image became much clearer.

The unicorn's scarlet pupils and faintly visible fangs were clearly visible.

Even Siji Q sensed that something was wrong.

This seems a bit different from the unicorn in the call.

This feeling is more like that of some evil creature.

Just like the Pillar Man who was burned to death by Joseph's Ripple.

As if struck by a thought, Siji Q subconsciously rubbed her arms.

"Next, send this video to Luo Zhen."

Joseph sent the video he had just recorded to Luo Zhen via the machine's wiring, and at the same time reported the video to the higher-ups.

As expected, relevant tasks will be issued soon.

Joseph was also prepared.

"receive."

On the other side, after watching the video, Luo Zhen replied to Joseph with a message saying that he had received it.

He didn't have any particular feelings about this strange unicorn.

With so many versions, who knows which fairy tale this one came from?

It might just have come from some dark fairy tale.

It's not surprising that anything happens in those dark fairy tales.

"How about it?"

When no one was around, Elena moved a small stool and sat down next to Luo Zhen, asking him a question.

She was never a well-behaved person to begin with.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be thinking about traveling between different countries.

"Exactly what I thought."

Luo Zhen said after putting away his phone.

It's only been a day since the Voldemort incident, and now an unusual unicorn has appeared.

I've suddenly started to worry about my hairline.

Luo Zhen touched his forehead, his expression somewhat worried.

"That's it."

Elena nodded and did not ask any further questions.

She also knew Luo Zhen's personality.

If I want her to know, I'll just tell her; if I don't want her to know, asking will only get me scolded.

What neither Ryougi nor Joseph knew was that the anomalies weren't limited to unicorns.

In every corner of the world, characters from fairy tales appear one after another.

Little Red Riding Hood shook her blood-stained cloak, picked up her beloved boning knife, and stepped into the darkness.

The long cloak left a trail of blood on the ground.

Pinocchio, who loves to lie, covered his head in terror and hid behind a trash can.

“He’s coming, He’s coming, He wants to see me.”

The wooden nose showed no signs of growing longer throughout the entire process.

In the candlelight, a little fairy holding a glass slipper flashed by.

It needs to find a foot that fits the glass slipper perfectly, and then take it back to prove to others that the shoes it made are perfect.

But bringing people back would be too much trouble.

Let's just bring one foot.

The fairy tale, which was supposed to bring joy and hope, seems to have gone mad.

Chapter 295 Little Red Riding Hood and the Unicorn

The pristine unicorn comes from fairy tales, but the steel jungle of the city makes it uneasy.

An innocent young girl accidentally encounters this bewildered and fearful unicorn, and forms an inextricable bond with it.

In the days that followed, they became good friends.

Even if you don't speak the same language, you can still feel the other person's feelings.

That's how it should be.

However, reality was not as we wished.

Beautiful fairy tales don't happen in this world.

There are many good people, and there are also many bad people.

However, the vast majority of people cannot be simply divided into these two categories.

They are people in between, ordinary people.

In reality, people who will offer help unconditionally are extremely rare, if not almost nonexistent.

That's what Little Red Riding Hood thinks.

"It's dirty..."

Looking at the hem of her cloak, Little Red Riding Hood murmured to herself.

I should have shortened it.

Little Red Riding Hood thought to herself expressionlessly.

If she were still in her original world, she should already be back in her little cabin preparing to do laundry.

But this is not her world.

Looking up at the towering buildings, Little Red Riding Hood seemed lost in thought.

Perhaps he's thinking about where he'll sleep tonight?

Little Red Riding Hood lowered her head and continued walking forward.

Since her grandmother passed away, all she could think about was sending all those dark creatures to hell.

Especially those damn werewolves.

The cloak, soaked in blood, seemed to radiate the warmth of the blood, but Little Red Riding Hood herself showed no signs of blood staining.

The boning knife in his hand was stained with bits of meat.

This is from when she dismembered a werewolf.

The slain dark creatures would bring her warmth with their blood.

Therefore, Little Red Riding Hood really enjoys killing dark creatures like werewolves.

What I hate most are those dark creatures that have little blood or even disappear after death.

Because it's a thankless task.

From the original werewolf to now, Little Red Riding Hood's power has accumulated to the point where she can directly confront the strongest werewolf.

Wandering aimlessly through the alleyways, Little Red Riding Hood was trying to find those dark creatures whose existence she didn't know.

She had passed the bright alleyway several times, but she never tried to leave.

Because it was so bright outside.

It's really not a good match for someone like her who lives in the dark.

Something is coming.

Little Red Riding Hood turned her head sharply and stared at a dark corner with hostile eyes.

She could sense that familiar presence in the darkness.

"Ta, ta, ta"

A pristine unicorn emerged from the darkness, its shimmering light illuminating the dark alleyway.

Even the dirtiest garbage doesn't seem so unsightly under fluorescent light.

But this beautiful scene did not make Little Red Riding Hood lower her guard; instead, she frowned deeply.

Although the other party appeared to be a holy creature, Little Red Riding Hood could smell a disgusting odor emanating from it.

It smells like a sewer rat after a night of vomiting and diarrhea from a hangover.

This made Little Red Riding Hood feel both wary and disgusted.

The unicorn was also keeping a close eye on Little Red Riding Hood.

The scent emanating from the other person was that of a pure, innocent young girl, which it loved most.

But it also carries an air of danger.

This left the unicorn somewhat bewildered.