Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Finally, the demon, who was questioning the meaning of life, was carried into a containment box.

As an extremely powerful being, he was now trapped inside a small box.

To be precise, it was sealed by several wooden planks.

This is absolutely outrageous! It's like the mother of all people opening the door to something even more outrageous.

That's absolutely outrageous.

"By the way, did I tell you before that we're being so wary of you because a genie said you're a very special guy?"

Sitting cross-legged next to the containment box, Luo Zhen spoke casually.

Only then did he deactivate his transformation.

He switched the driver at his waist back to its original position, and the originally black armor slowly turned into a gray void, then scattered into illusory coins.

They all disappeared before they hit the ground.

Inside the containment box, the speechless demon's heart stirred upon hearing Luo Zhen's words.

Which talkative guy was it?

Although His outcome would have been the same even without the genie's interference, it doesn't prevent Him from remembering the genie.

To be honest, He did feel a strange sense of being watched before.

However, at that time He was eagerly learning new knowledge, so He simply ignored it.

Looking back now, it must have been around that time, right?

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Thinking of this, the demon immediately began to grit his teeth at the genie he had never met.

Kid, don't let me catch you!

At the same time, the genie, who was lying quietly inside the oil lamp, suddenly shivered.

What's going on?

Who's targeting me this time?

At that moment, the genie had a bad feeling.

In a pitch-black space, a withered hand grips a decaying quill pen, writing furiously on old, yellowed paper.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that dark fairy tales have been written down.

"Shoot-"

Suddenly, the sound of cloth being torn was heard.

A pair of ice-blue pupils with an iridescent halo peered through the torn crack at the withered hand.

"Got you."

Chapter 378 Ryougi Shiki and Yagami Taichi

In the darkness, the concept of time seems to have no place.

Not only time, but there is not a trace of light or life in this space.

Only a withered human hand tightly grips a decaying quill pen, writing tirelessly on the yellowed pages of the book.

It's as if it will keep writing no matter how much time passes.

No matter how many times the yellowed pages are turned, they remain the same thickness.

One after another, 'fairy tales' that could be defined as horror stories flowed from it.

In the silent space, only the sound of turning pages and the scratching of a quill pen could be heard.

until......

"Shoot-"

Like a piece of cloth being torn apart, a crack suddenly appeared in the dark space.

Light shone through the crack into the pitch-black space.

Calling it a crack might not be accurate.

This looks more like a strike left by a master swordsman.

Crisp and neat.

The withered hand that was writing paused, then shifted its position.

It was as if this withered hand was connected to a whole person, and after hearing the sound, it turned around and looked back with some surprise.

Following the light, a pair of icy blue pupils quietly gazed at the withered hand.

What kind of eyes are these?

It's hard to describe in words.

A halo of iridescent light shone within his ice-blue pupils.

The moment those eyes fixed on him, his withered hand seemed to sense the scent of death.

"Got you."

The owner of those eyes spoke softly.

The cold voice seemed to indicate that this was a woman with a cold personality.

It's like a famous scene from The Shining.

After the woman moved her face away from the crack, she swung her knife again.

"Shoot-"

The sound of tearing cloth rang out once again.

The cracks continued to widen.

The withered hand in the dark space finally reacted.

He hurriedly flipped to the last page of the book, picked up his quill pen, and prepared to write.

However, the size of the crack was sufficient.

"call out!"

It looked like something sharp had been thrown.

A short knife with a wooden handle transformed into a streak of light and pierced straight into the withered hand.

In an instant, the withered hand shattered into a pile of fragments.

In fact, the withered hand was already 'dead' before the wooden-handled dagger pierced it.

Because the line representing the other party's death has been severed.

"The time is just right."

Through the crack, the figure of the person who threw the dagger was revealed in the light.

The short hair that just covers the ears makes him look very neat.

She was wearing a blue kimono, a red leather jacket over it, and a white kimono underneath.

He was wearing wooden clogs.

This somewhat strange attire looked perfectly natural on this person.

With her hands in her pockets, Ryougi Shiki stepped into the dark space, pulled out her wooden-handled dagger, and left without looking back.

What happened after that was no longer her concern.

There will be someone specifically responsible for handling this.

In this respect, she is very similar to Luo Zhen.

However, Ryougi Shiki doesn't care about these things at all, and doesn't take most things to heart.

She only takes care of fighting; she doesn't concern herself with anything outside of combat.

Although saying this might give the impression of a high-level thug or even a tool.

But Ryougi Shiki herself doesn't care about this.

Her life became much simpler after joining this organization.

All I need to do is take care of eliminating the dangerous things.

Other things will be taken care of by someone else.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for her.

As for Luo Zhen, he said the same thing again.

He is not good at cooperating with people.

He is used to handling everything by himself, no matter what.

In addition, other people always feel that they are a bit too restrained.

The moment that withered hand was killed, many creatures from fairy tales around the world disappeared.

For example, the nightmares and tin men that Luo Zhen once encountered.

The withered hands that created this story were killed, and naturally, they disappeared.

It left no trace in this world.

However, many fairytale creatures remained unaffected.

For example, Little Red Riding Hood and a certain sheep-headed man whose head is full of yellow nonsense.

Well, that guy eventually reverted to his ram-headed form.

In His own words, He was more comfortable in his current state than in the form of God or the devil.

It's probably the difference between wearing formal attire and wearing pajamas.

They were not created, but lived in their own world all along.

She was no different from any other person who came into this world by accident.

"Ah, it's gone."

In the dense forest, a yellow-skinned dinosaur standing on two legs stared blankly at the clearing in front of it and said something.

The flame that had been poised to burst forth in its mouth lost its target and was extinguished.

A wisp of black smoke rose from the corner of its mouth.

"It seems the source has been eliminated."

Taichi Yagami, dressed in a school uniform-like suit, stepped out from behind Greymon and spoke.

As a Digimon Tamer, Taichi Yagami cannot fuse and evolve with Digimon like the third-generation Tamer, Takato Matsuda.

They also cannot transform into Digimon to fight like Takuya Kanbara in the fourth generation.

It certainly can't be like Daimon, the partner of the strongest Beast Tamer Agumon, who can take down three Myotismon with one punch.

Therefore, during battle, Taichi Yagami's task is to protect himself and not let himself interfere with Agumon's fight.

"Ok."

"The battle is over," said the Tyrannomon, looking rather uninterested.

A flash of white light appeared, and the several-meter-tall Tyrannomon degenerated into an Agumon that was only half the height of a human.

Walking up to Taichi Yagami, Agumon complained as he talked about what he wanted to eat for dinner that night.

"Speaking of Taiyi, I feel like my power has increased again recently?"

Scratching his head, Agumon said thoughtfully.

These past few days, it has been feeling some strange changes in its body.

"improve?"