Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

A glaring incandescent light bulb, and a plate of pork chop rice whose purpose is unclear.

A small square table, with the interrogator and the interrogated person sitting on either side.

"Um..............."

With a blank expression, Luo Zhen stared at the locked-up Little Devimon, seemingly lost in thought.

The little devilmon, being stared at, tried hard to control its facial expression and attempted to show a sincere look in its eyes.

The two sides' eyes met in the air.

A few seconds later, a bead of sweat inadvertently appeared on Little Devimon's forehead.

The two remained silent, staring at each other.

After a while, Little Devimon felt that his forehead was covered in sweat.

What on earth is this human thinking?!

Little Devimon felt he was increasingly unable to understand this person's thought process.

It had already revealed everything it knew, but this human didn't seem to intend to let it go.

Did I give myself away somewhere?

Little Devimon carefully reviewed his words.

It seems there's no problem.

After a while, Luo Zhen stood up and left the small square table.

"Huh? Wait a minute? Where's me?!"

Relieved, Little Devimon suddenly realized something and began to struggle restlessly.

However, Luo Zhen ignored Little Devilmon and left the room without looking back.

Watching Luo Zhen's retreating figure, Little Devimon's eyes flickered, as if it were brewing something.

'It's an opportunity............'

Narrowing his eyes, a sinister look appeared in Little Devimon's eyes.

This guy has never been one to stay put.

But even after Ryougi's figure was obscured by the closed door, Little Devimon still couldn't make up his mind to take action.

Forget it, let’s wait a little longer.

The brutal battle that Ryougi had against Pumpkinmon left a very deep impression on Devimon.

Those emerald green compound eyes still occasionally surfaced in Devimon's mind.

Suppressing his restless heart, Little Devimon folded his wings and squatted silently on the small square table.

The shackles binding its claws were made of an unknown material, and the little devilmon tried several times to break free but failed.

"How about it?"

Outside the room, Luo Zhen looked at Joseph and asked.

"They didn't tell the whole truth."

Joseph said, without any surprise.

After all, this little Devimon wasn't very well-behaved from the start.

It's normal not to tell the truth.

It's already good that there's some truth to it.

What Little Demon didn't expect was that these humans actually had the ability to distinguish between its truths and lies.

"He has been covering up his own problems and telling a lot of lies."

"But they are very decisive in betraying others."

At this point, Joseph's expression clearly showed disgust and aversion.

Anyone who betrays their comrades is despicable, no matter the circumstances.

Of course, this excludes those who were never on the same page from the start and were merely going through the motions.

"Let's take out those two Digimon first, and then contact the branches of other bases."

After a few seconds of thought, Dr. Samuel made a decision.

Other branches may have also discovered the presence of Devimon.

But their little imp might not be so... pragmatic?

High emotional intelligence is described as being pragmatic and responsive to changing circumstances.

Low emotional intelligence is described as being a spineless traitor.

Throughout history, traitors have never fared well.

After all, if you can be a traitor once, you can be a traitor a second time.

If you can betray the previous leader, you can betray the current one.

Once the decision was made, things became much simpler.

Once the command was given, the huge machine immediately started operating.

In an abandoned hospital in Chiba, a ferocious beast, like a white ghost, wanders aimlessly.

Like Devimon, Demonmon is a Digimon that was born to be on the side of evil.

They have no psychological burden whatsoever when it comes to things like murder.

There were even faint signs that he took pleasure in killing.

However, in order to avoid being exposed too early, Little Demonmon has been intentionally controlling the number of times Demonmon kills.

Although it was still discovered.

"so boring."

The ferocious beast casually smashed a glass container filled with blackened internal organs, and said listlessly.

These past few days it has been required to stay in this place obediently and not wander off.

Even if some foolish human wanders in, you are not allowed to make a move.

To be honest, the Fierce Beast was very unhappy about this.

But what can be done?

Although Devimon is only in its Champion stage while Devimon is in its Child stage.

But Pumpkinmon is an Ultimate-level Pokémon, and it listens to Devimon very much, or more accurately, it listens to Myotismon.

“Tsk….”

The rotting hands hidden beneath the pale body stirred restlessly, always wanting to crush something.

Just then, the Fierce Beast suddenly noticed two people walking into the hospital.

One tall and one short, one male and one female.

Slightly annoyed, Demonmon clicked its tongue and obediently prepared to find a place to hide, just as LittleDevilmon had asked.

However, to its surprise, the two humans walked directly towards the room where it was hiding.

Anger, 50%.

After going around the window, the monster went straight up to the second floor and found another room to squat in.

Let those two humans go some distance away.

The fierce beast, seething with anger, thought to itself.

But to the monster's surprise, the two humans actually went straight up to the second floor.

The ferocious beast could even hear the voices of the two humans.

"Yato, why were these hospitals abandoned?"

"You're asking me this? I don't know either."

Is it due to poor management?

"Maybe, but even if it's poorly managed, it's still a huge fortune for me, hahaha."

"But now, Yato, don't you have a stable income?"

"It's all thanks to you, Zouyin."

Hearing the laughter and chatter outside the room, the ferocious beast's anger continued to build.

Rage +10%

Rage +10%

Rage +10%

Finally, at a certain moment, the ferocious beast's rage reached one hundred percent.

The couple outside the door happened to stop at the doorway of this room.

A rotting, massive hand emerged from beneath the monstrous beast's body, poised to burst through the door and crush the two humans to death.

However.........

“The name is ‘奏’ (zòu), and the instrument is ‘奏’ (zòu).

"By my command, it has become a divine artifact."

A biting chill came from outside the door.

A sharp flash of light, and the long-neglected and decaying door was instantly sliced ​​into pieces.

Amidst the shattered fragments, a pair of icy blue eyes stared emotionlessly at the ferocious beast inside the door.

Like a bucket of cold water being poured over them, the ferocious beast's rage vanished instantly.

Rage -100%

Fear + ? ? ?

Chapter 513 I am the Night Fighting God!

A fierce chase is underway in an abandoned hospital.

In a typical horror movie, the scene would be a teenager who accidentally wanders into an abandoned hospital (or perhaps does something reckless) and is chased by a vengeful ghost.

After experiencing the death of a companion and infighting within the team, they finally escaped the terrifying hospital.

It's also possible that they stayed in this hospital.

However, in reality, a young man who looks like a human is chasing after a frantic ghost with an ornate longsword.

The long sword with a cherry blossom ribbon at the end of its hilt looked more like a nobleman's cane than a weapon for killing.

However, the unmistakable cold glint on its blade proclaimed its identity as a deadly weapon.

"boom!"

A tremendous roar resounded as Yato, having shattered the stairs with one foot, landed on the first floor and stood in front of the demon beast.

Landing lightly like a nimble cat, Yato, carrying the long sword formed from the sound of his voice, approached the ferocious beast step by step, his eyes filled with disgust.

Although Yato is a god, he is one of the more benevolent ones towards humans.

At least that was the case when he was Yato.

This ferocious beast that harms ordinary people is naturally hated by Yato.

"you............."

Looking at Yato with apprehension, the demon seemed to want to say something.

But Yato, once he entered battle mode, didn't care about any of that.

The icy blue pupils were like millennia-old ice, making one's whole body stiff, as if the chill could seep into one's bones through the gaze.