Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

It's easy to tell with a little thought that these people won't have a good impression of me.

Looking at the group of armored monsters surrounding him, their malice almost tangible as they rushed towards him, Grünewald subconsciously swallowed.

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"Shut up, now we ask questions, you answer."

If you can't say it within three seconds, your head will roll.

Hongo Takeshi said in an unfriendly tone.

He learned these words from Luo Zhen.

At that moment, it felt strangely useful, and I blurted it out subconsciously.

Hayato Ichimonji, standing to the side, looked at Takeshi Hongo with some surprise.

As one of the first knights to fight alongside Hongo Takeshi, Ichimonji Hayato knows Hongo Takeshi very well.

He knew, of course, that these two sentences didn't sound like something Hongo Takeshi would say.

And it sounds strangely familiar?

"Did you push for all of these experiments?"

He pulled out a stack of documents from somewhere and threw them at Grünewald, coldly questioning him.

With just a glance, Grünewald was certain that he had orchestrated these experiments.

To be precise, most of the human modification experiments in the Five Flying Association bear the traces of his promotion.

Aside from experiments involving ruthenium-resistant gastrulation, which he didn't participate in, he could basically be credited with all other experiments.

"…It's me."

After a long silence, Grünewald gritted his teeth and admitted it.

He didn't believe these people would just kill him like that.

"But so what?"

"Human progress always requires sacrifice."

"The development of medicine has also been accompanied by countless failed experiments."

"All that I've done is to advance human technology and give humanity the opportunity to seek that ray of light in this dark world."

Without giving the strongman a chance to continue asking questions, Grünervald spoke in extremely fast German.

His words conveyed a sense of righteous indignation, and unsuspecting people might be deceived into believing that he was a man who had to shed blood for the sake of humanity's future.

However, he was not actually that great.

Admittedly, his mechanical soldier program greatly alleviated the pressure on humanity.

They also made significant contributions in past wars.

But these cannot be used as a means for him to cover up his crimes.

Those so-called experimental surgeries intended to advance human technology should be conducted with the consent of the individuals involved.

Instead of capturing cursed children and forcibly putting them on the operating table.

They performed one ruthless operation after another amidst their cries, and then carelessly abandoned them.

This behavior is not for the sake of humanity's future at all; it is trampling on humanity's future.

While researching gastroenteritis, a single female PhD student in her late twenties not only avoided harming the two children, but also cured a girl's eyes.

When the two are compared side by side, the difference in quality becomes immediately apparent.

"enough!"

Hongo's angry shout interrupted Grünewald's sophistry.

Looking at the man before them, the Showa knights' eyes were filled with anger and disgust.

The guy in front of me showed no remorse whatsoever, and didn't even think there was anything wrong with what he had done.

"Ready."

Clenching their fists, the knights slowly gathered around.

The following methods will be quite cruel, so children should not watch.

Adults shouldn't watch this either.

However, they can occasionally release a little audio (laughs).

"Number 2, what are you doing?"

"There are quite a few interesting potions here. Let me look around and see if I can concoct a potion that keeps people awake."

"Where did you learn such dangerous things?"

"Shukana, you'll naturally learn by seeing it more often."

On the other side, the voice of Kamen Rider Amazon rang out.

"Does it hurt a lot? Bear it."

"This pain is nothing compared to what those children experience."

Compared to other knights, Amazon possesses an extra touch of natural wildness.

This person cannot be judged by universal notions of good and evil.

He's more like a wild beast in the forest.

We accept the law of the jungle, and we accept killing.

But he loathed this disgusting behavior.

The methods used will also be more cruel.

Yes, really only a few.

Meanwhile, the base of the Tokyo-based Goshokai has already started to get busy.

They were unaware of what had happened to Grünewald.

Even knowing about the Black Swan Project, it will still proceed as planned.

The arrow has to be fired when it is on the string.

Everyone is eagerly awaiting the unveiling of the Five Flying Club's trump card, the Black Swan Plan.

This is no longer something that the will of one or two people can stop.

Even the leader of the Five Flying Association would find it difficult to forcibly terminate this plan at this time.

"Are you ready?"

"I am Senichi Shigaki, the highest-ranking official of the Tokyo Ward Goshokai, asked his subordinates."

At this moment, he was considering whether to reveal some information to Rentaro Satomi and Kisara Tendo.

He used to work as a butler in the Tendo family and took good care of Rentaro Satomi and Kisara Tendo.

The person nominally in charge of the Tiantong Police Company is also the person nominally in charge of these two individuals.

At the same time, he harbors a great deal of resentment towards Kikunojo Tendo and wants to get rid of him.

'never mind. '

Shaking his head, Ziyuan Xianyi temporarily put aside the idea.

With their abilities, those two should be able to survive even the Black Swan Project's attack.

He also received a secret mission from Grünewald to capture the mysterious armored man.

"Therefore, Project Black Swan officially begins."

The red button was pressed, signaling the official start of Project Black Swan.

"Ok?"

Tokiwa Sougo, who was reading a book, raised an eyebrow.

His precognitive abilities, which had become instinctive, allowed him to see many fragmented images of the future.

In the scene, countless Gastrea surge towards the Tokyo area like a tide.

People with faces filled with despair and panic frantically fled from the megaliths that once protected them.

However, amidst the chaotic crowd, several conspicuous figures walked against the flow of people towards the battlefield.

That's a 'hero' called Kamen Rider.

Chapter 421 Grandma said...

The megaliths, dozens of huge defensive walls made of metal.

Enclosing various areas to prevent Gastrea from invading is also known as a barrier.

Each megalith is 1,618 kilometers high and 1 kilometer wide.

It is a means that humans use to protect their settlements.

Each megalith was under the strict supervision of a dedicated team.

If the monolith malfunctions, it will be a devastating blow to the people in the safe zone.

Megalith No. 32 —

Several soldiers guarding the megalith were chatting idly.

"Seriously, I've had enough of this boring life."

The sentry said to his companion.

A soldier's weapon, which should be carried at all times, is carelessly tossed aside.

No wonder he was so lazy.

Since the construction of the monolith, there has only been one major Gastrea attack.

After that, Gastrea rarely approached the monolith.

Besides, so what if we get close?

Those cursed children living in the outer perimeter will actively resist the Gastrea in order to survive.

The long-term comfort had turned the once passionate soldier into a shrewd old man.

His heart was once burning with passion, and he once aspired to change the world.

However, in the end he realized that he couldn't change anything.

He couldn't even decide what to eat for breakfast.

Day after day of guarding, day after day of the same scenery.

There is no hope in this world.

Even the most passionate heart will eventually cool down.

"Yeah, it's really boring."

"How about we find something fun to cheer ourselves up?"

"Come on, what fun can there be in this lousy place?"

As usual, time passed by as the group chatted and joked around.

Until an unexpected event occurred.

"Hmm? What's the sound?"

Leaning against one side, propped up by the butt of his rifle, a soldier seemed to have heard something.

Close your eyes, tilt your head back, and listen carefully.

The sound seemed to be getting closer and closer, like something rapidly falling.

Rapid fall?