Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

It's like an English teacher who, after grading a bunch of Chinese-style English essays, suddenly receives a surprisingly good English essay.

It was quite a pleasant surprise.

not to mention............

"What kind of soul would someone have if they were defeated on such a national stage?"

"Hoo ho ho."

"That's really interesting."

The Millennium Earl stroked his chin and said with a smile.

Full of confidence, they arrived on this world stage, only to be crushed by a powerful enemy.

Such a contrast is enough to throw a person's mind into turmoil.

This is also why he has high hopes for the real person; this guy can easily create a desperate and twisted soul if he wants to.

It can also adjust the soul.

"Then go and have a look."

"Jump down from the giant cross," the real man said impatiently.

It's really looking forward to it now.

Many interesting things are bound to happen.

"But there are other things to do before that."

As if he had thought of something interesting, a very exaggerated smile suddenly appeared on Zhenren's face.

This is roughly what it looks like when the corners of your mouth stretch all the way down to your ears.

"Don't overdo it."

Watching the real person's back, the Millennium Earl, twirling his umbrella, spoke softly.

He waved his hand impatiently, indicating that he understood.

The Count of a Thousand Years, wearing a tall top hat, hummed a strange tune and danced comically through the dilapidated church.

Behind him was a huge, blood-stained cross.

Chapter 641 The Bottom Line Can Be Reset

As night fell, the homeless man in the alley got up and stretched.

He opened his relaxed eyes, and the colorful neon lights at the alley entrance stimulated his vision.

These neon lights seem to awaken the deepest, most hidden desires within the human heart.

Pedestrians on the street no longer walk in a hurry; beneath their smiling and cheerful exteriors lie hidden desires.

It seems that desire is only one step away from bursting forth.

Yawning, the homeless man leaned against the wall and casually counted a wad of cash from his pocket.

He didn't have much money, but it was just enough for him to use.

Money doesn't mean much to him now.

As long as I can eat and drink my fill, that's fine.

That's what the homeless man was thinking.

The homeless man glanced at the time on the roadside clock, squinted, and pondered for a moment.

There's still plenty of time.

enough.

I found a place to take a shower, and then enjoyed a delicious meal.

The homeless man sat on a park bench as if waiting for someone.

He now seems to have nothing to do with the word "homeless".

The clothes weren't fancy, but they were neat and presentable.

Her face looked like it had been cleaned.

Why would someone with money sleep on the street?

With that money, he could easily choose to spend the night in a hotel, or even have a wonderful encounter.

After it's over, nobody recognizes anyone else.

But he still chose to sleep by the roadside.

Perhaps this will make him feel better?

Some people need to atone for their sins in ways that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

It might not be about atonement, but simply about making oneself feel better.

"good evening."

Just as the homeless man was pondering something, a flippant voice came from behind him.

Turning his head, the homeless man was not surprised to see the monster-like figure covered in stitches.

He's seen it many times already.

I've gotten used to it, but I still feel a little tremble every time I see it.

"The game is about to begin tonight."

With cheerful steps, the man walked up to the homeless man and said...

Although he doesn't have a good impression of humans, he's always been very patient when it comes to 'playing'.

It's no wonder it's a cursed spirit born from human hatred towards humankind.

In a sense, this guy perfectly embodies all the dark sides of humanity.

"Can I continue to designate participants?"

Taking a deep breath, the homeless man spoke as calmly as possible.

Nevertheless, there was still a slight, almost imperceptible tremor in his voice.

Clearly, he wasn't as calm as he appeared on the surface.

"of course."

Looking at the homeless man's appearance, a wicked smile flashed in Zhenren's eyes.

Each time the game is played, a real person will select one human to be added to the game.

After all, battle royale games and hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress games can't be played with only two players.

It would be too boring if the game only had two players.

To demonstrate his magnanimity, the real person allowed the homeless man to choose specific people to join the game.

The homeless man initially refused, but after several innocent people died, he began to choose.

Initially, they were just some simple villains, or rather, dangerous individuals.

This makes it easier for homeless people to make their choices, and it could even be said that they are doing a service to the people.

The only difference is that the methods used are somewhat unusual.

But gradually, he began to target people he didn't like.

Or someone who makes you unhappy.

Today's drunkard is one of them.

Some people's bottom line will be constantly broken and their lowest limit will be refreshed.

the other side--

Outside the gloomy, dilapidated church, a group of people quietly surrounded the place.

"This is the church."

Looking at the church in the photo, Luo Zhen and Yagami Taiichi exchanged a glance.

Luo Zhen had initially planned to come alone.

But later, Taichi Yagami also joined in.

Yes, and Agumon too.

"There are lots of creatures inside, and the smell is amazing."

With a slight twitch of his nose, Luo Zhen looked at the church with disdain.

The stench was so strong you could smell it from a great distance.

Are these villains all without a sense of smell?

They always like to find weird and strange places, where a bunch of aliens gather together without any ventilation.

The taste is simply indescribable.

Agumon is already crouching on the ground, covering his nose, okay?

The special forces soldiers behind them also used their instruments to examine the church.

After confirming that there were no problems, everyone found their places.

Should I go first?

They exchanged a glance, and Luo Zhen said somewhat uncertainly.

This is, after all, the Tokyo branch's territory. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to be so arrogant?

In fact, only Luo Zhen himself was worried about this idea; no one else had this thought.

Many special forces soldiers' eyes lit up when they saw Luo Zhen.

Luo Zhen is quite famous within the organization.

The main reason is that although he goes on missions with special forces soldiers, he rarely lets them go on adventures with him.

He basically did everything by himself.

The special forces soldiers who were with him were treated like menial laborers.

The casualty rate was the lowest in the entire organization.

Sometimes, when special forces soldiers from different divisions talk privately, the special forces soldiers from the Chiba division would complain in a very distressed tone.

It is said that investigator Luo Zhen always prefers to do things alone.

These special forces soldiers have all been reduced to doing odd jobs.

Seeing the smug faces of that group, the other special forces soldiers from the branch were...

It's very sour.

Even if you're not afraid of death, nobody really wants to die like that.

It's like even if you're pretty much content with your current situation, you wouldn't object if your boss offered you a promotion and a raise.

"please."

Yagami Taichi held out his hand, indicating that he would go first and he would cover the rear.

Simply put, if you can solve this, I'll slack off.

Rolling his eyes, Luo Zhen remained silent, clearly understanding what Yagami Taichi meant.

Reaching behind me, I found the OOO Driver in my hand.

Press the OOO Driver onto your waist, and two belts will automatically pop out from both sides to secure the driver to Luo Zhen's waist.

As he rubbed his palm across the coin storage box, three core coins appeared in Luo Zhen's hand.

After pressing them into the slots one by one, Luo Zhen began to move forward slowly.

Gently turn the driver, then pick up the scanning ring at your waist and wipe it.