Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

"Yes, change the world."

"For example, eliminating Gastrea, protecting cursed children, and so on."

Tokiwa Sougo briefly explained the purpose of his trip.

As expected, some people who had been able to remain calm immediately became agitated.

"What a joke!"

"Those are just some monsters."

Putting everyone else aside, Kikunojo Tendo remained relatively calm.

But in fact, he was the most excited one.

He hates Gastrea and cursed children because his wife died in the Gastrea Wars.

Even though it was a Gastrea that killed his wife, he also harbored resentment towards his cursed child, who was also a victim.

Perhaps seeing those children with red eyes living miserably makes him feel a little better about his heart, which is filled with hatred.

As a politician, he has reached the highest point and has no intention of taking another step up.

So it was quite natural to focus one's attention elsewhere.

For example, using cursed children for experimental modifications.

"keep quiet!"

Woz's face immediately darkened.

The scarf that was quietly wrapped around her neck suddenly stretched out, like a long whip that knocked the noisy crowd in the meeting room to the ground.

This time, he showed no mercy.

All those who were knocked to the ground collapsed and groaned in pain.

He never identified himself as a Kamen Rider.

Throughout the entire process, he only ever admitted to one identity.

Those are the Demon King's retainers.

He would do anything the Demon King desired.

Your opinions are not important.

After Woz defeated those people, Tokiwa Sougo said:

"I'm just here to inform you that we've taken over this area."

"Please cooperate a little so I don't have to exert myself."

"you!"

Upon hearing this, Kikunojo Tendo's expression darkened.

He could not accept that his beloved emperor had been dethroned.

In his mind, the only person who could occupy this position was the Holy Emperor.

"Your Mightiness......"

"Sougo, I ran into a guy outside."

Kikunojo Tendo wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a voice from outside the door.

A young man dressed in a black and red combat uniform walked in carrying a person in his hand.

A woman dressed in a white gauze dress followed behind him.

Like Tokiwa Sougo, who calls himself the Demon King, these two also possess a very unique aura.

Meikoin Gates and Tsukuyomi.

"Who is this guy?"

Looking at the battered figure in Gates's hands, Tokiwa Sougo asked with some curiosity.

It's quite rare to see Gates get so angry that he beat someone to the point of near death.

The last time he was this angry was when I picked up the Time Driver right in front of him (laughs).

"Who knows, he's just a piece of scum."

After tossing the figure on the ground, Meikoin Geiz shook his hand dismissively.

Honestly, carrying this thing over made him feel like he'd gotten his hands dirty.

Not far away, Kikunojo Tendo kept his head down and remained silent.

He naturally knew who this person was; in fact, he was the one who had promoted him.

Howaki Takuto, captain of the Holy Emperor's guards, is a former member of the Self-Defense Forces.

He was a radical in the military, advocating for proactive attacks on Gastrea, but he was personally quite incompetent.

However, it was precisely because of the other party's incompetence that Tendo Kikunojo was able to take better control.

At the same time, he was also a scumbag who took pleasure in shooting cursed children.

"Is this what he is?"

The Holy Emperor, seemingly recognizing the other party's identity, looked at Meikoin Gates with some astonishment.

Although she disliked this person, it was only because he was too radical in his approach to things.

How could he be considered a scumbag?

It must be said that the Holy Emperor was incredibly naive.

I always thought that everyone around me was as kind as I was.

Of course, it's also possible that these people are such good actors, each one a movie star (laughs).

"When we met this guy, he was about to shoot two cursed children."

"The reason is that the two children glanced at him."

"According to him, he does this kind of thing often."

"Don't you know?"

Wearing a white gauze dress, Tsukuyomi gracefully walked to the Holy Emperor's side and said.

She didn't have much ill will towards the innocent girl in front of her, partly because she was helping to answer her questions.

"how come?"

The Holy Emperor stared in disbelief at the figure on the ground.

Having lived in a fabricated world created by those around her, she seemed to be seeing the true face of the world for the first time.

Chapter 394 The Demon King, the Savior, and the Princess

The man on the ground is named Howaki Takuto, and he is the captain of the Holy Emperor's guards.

Although she disliked the man's overly flamboyant manner, the Holy Emperor never imagined that this man, who always appeared polite in front of her, was a scoundrel who took pleasure in shooting cursed children.

Suddenly, the Holy Emperor seemed to have thought of something.

She looked up and scanned the people in the room.

Starting with Kikunojo Tendo and the rest of the group.

Everyone had a different expression on their face, but none of them seemed surprised by the matter.

It was as if they already knew about it.

"Looks like you're the only one who's been kept in the dark?"

Tilting her head, Tsukuyomi delivered a final blow without changing her expression.

They say pink turns black when cut open.

It seems like the same goes for those with black hair.

Meikoin Geiz, who was standing next to Tokiwa Sougo with his arms crossed, twitched his cheek.

He turned his head away from Tsukuyomi.

"You all knew all along, didn't you?"

The once clear and crisp voice now trembled slightly.

The Holy Emperor looked at these people she trusted implicitly with expectant, even pleading, eyes.

She really hoped to hear a negative answer from these people.

They hoped that they would tell themselves that this was just that person's personal behavior, and that they had no right to cover it up or even collude with him.

Under normal circumstances, the Holy Emperor would not have lost his composure like this.

But so much has happened in such a short period of time today, and a flood of information is constantly impacting her worldview.

In addition to some special factors, she became very swayed.

'We don't know!'

'Yeah, that bastard did it all behind the scenes!'

'How could we possibly associate with such people?!'

The person being looked at by the holy angel longed to say it out loud.

This is how he proves he's different from the guy on the ground.

But they can't.

A faint, imperceptible gaze swept over them from behind.

For the first time in their lives, they realized that a person's gaze could have such a strong presence.

I learned that the phrase "killing intent as sharp as a knife" is not an exaggeration in the book.

I also learned that a person can indeed silence someone simply by using their aura.

Before they knew it, the sweat seeping from their backs had soaked their clothes.

The damp clothes clung tightly to my skin, which felt very uncomfortable.

"I...I..."

The man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

The murderous aura surrounding him constantly pressured his mind, leaving his brain blank and unable to think about the rhetoric he was best at.

"I know."

In the end, the man gave up resisting and honestly told the truth.

The murderous aura surrounding him vanished the instant he uttered those words.

As if all his strength had been drained, the man knelt weakly on the ground, panting heavily.

His face was full of relief at surviving the ordeal.

"Me too."

“I know about this too.”

As if a switch had been flipped, everyone in the conference room began to speak.

Several people even confessed to providing protection to Takumi and to their collusion with him.

Looking at the people slumped on the ground, the Holy Emperor felt for the first time how unfamiliar they were.

It felt like I was meeting them for the first time.

"You too?"

Somewhat stiffly, the Holy Emperor turned his head and asked Tendou Kikunojo.

Under the gaze of the Holy Emperor, Tendou Kikunojo lowered his head and remained silent.

Compared to the others, this white-haired old man didn't look as disheveled.