Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Of course, those that crash to Earth don't count.

"That's right."

"Nod," Joseph said.

Although that's what they said, Joseph was still somewhat surprised.

It's like seeing the top student in your class fail a test.

And it's not the kind of "I failed the test" or "How many points did you get?" or "Two points short of a perfect score."

Honestly, does this kind of person even know what it means to fail an exam?!

Isn't this just showing off?!

If I really bombed the exam, I'll get a double beating from my parents when I get home.

Of course, the author, who was raised in a free-range environment from a young age, can't understand this feeling. I'm a little envious (laughs).

Does anyone here have experience and could share some insights with the author to fill in the gaps in their knowledge? (laughs)

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Should we continue tracking?

Joseph picked up his coffee, took a small sip, and looked at Rozen with some curiosity, asking a question.

The coffee here is actually quite good.

It's much better than the coffee in Chiba.

Do you think that research institutes are the kind of institutions where you can get whatever you want?

You're not wrong to say that.

But at least when it comes to coffee, Chiba Research Institute sources its products primarily from the local area.

After putting down his coffee, Joseph was about to say something to Rozen.

Then he saw Luo Zhen staring at him with a strange look in his eyes.

stare.............

Feeling Luo Zhen's gaze, Joseph silently picked up his coffee and drank it all in one gulp, then let out a long sigh.

"Okay, I think I understand."

Joseph said, "This is my fate to toil."

They just took in a real person, and now this guy Luo Zhen is going to conscript them.

It seems that Kyojuro contacted me again afterward to discuss something.

Thinking about this made Joseph feel even more exhausted.

I want to rest, I want to give up.

Men are all like that.

When I was in school, there were always about 30 days a month when I didn't want to go to school.

Even after starting work, there are always about thirty-odd days a month when I don't want to go to work.

The underlying principles are the same in both cases.

Simply put, it's laziness.

This is a common trait among human beings.

"Very good, I have high hopes for you."

Patting Joseph on the shoulder, Rozen gave his approval.

Looking back, bringing Joseph along was a very wise decision.

Although Luo Zhen didn't care about this minor setback, it wasn't good to leave such a thing running around outside.

While intelligent creatures are more likely to exercise restraint and patience, they can also cause more trouble when they do act recklessly.

In Luo Zhen's memory, there seemed to be four levels of demon weapons.

Only Level 1 has been discovered so far.

The level four demon weapon could even overpower the main characters.

Even Noah's clan, who created it, seemed somewhat dissatisfied, although they were later reprimanded.

It's better if this kind of thing doesn't happen.

"Thank you very much for your support."

With a sigh, Joseph pulled a tablet out from behind him.

The purple of the hermit spread from his wrist and wrapped around the tablet.

After being tangled, the tablet automatically unlocked, and a map of Tokyo appeared on the screen.

Chapter 652 A Deal That Sells One's Soul

"Everyone, welcome to the match."

At the Kengan match venue, a beautiful woman with a tanned complexion, dressed in daring and revealing clothing, held up a microphone and spoke.

Despite wearing extremely daring clothing, she gives the illusion of being an elegant lady from a well-to-do family.

However, this illusion was shattered the next second.

"The exciting moment has finally arrived!"

The woman raised her arms high and shouted.

"The Kengan Elimination Tournament officially begins now!"

Not only the woman in the center of the stage, but also the audience members were stirred up and shouted loudly.

These audience members included many social celebrities and elites.

But at this moment, they completely abandoned their usual elegance and demeanor, releasing their most primal impulses.

"Wow, that's way too exaggerated!"

In the audience, Hibiki Sakura, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, and her friends looked at the scene before them with some surprise.

It's just a fighting competition, but it seems like a lot of important figures have come.

"It feels like the Colosseum in ancient Rome."

Wearing a sun hat, Akemi Kanadein moved closer to Hibiki Sakura.

This scene made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

I initially came to see the muscles, but after arriving, I found that it was not quite what I had imagined.

"There are many familiar faces among the participants."

Ayaka Uehara, who was standing to the side, looked at the Kengan Association's official website on her phone and said thoughtfully.

Gina, the Russian girl who was traveling with the three, was carefree and joined the other spectators in shouting encouragement for the contestants she didn't know.

Moving our gaze away from the audience seats and into the players' lounge, we saw a tall, serious-looking man with his arms crossed, deep in thought.

"How is it?"

From the shadows behind him, a bloated fat man emerged from the darkness.

He had a wicked smile on his face, and his round glasses reflected light in an unnatural way, making it impossible to see what his expression was really like.

"not so good."

The man, arms crossed, said in a deep voice.

His name is Aguya Kiyoaki.

The strongest in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, without exception.

He secretly and continuously carried out vigilante justice against those he defined as 'evil'.

The goal is to create an ideal world where evil does not exist.

His purpose in participating in the Kengan match was different from others.

Others are in it to win, but he's simply in it to get rid of those he considers evil.

Well, from an objective point of view, his ideas can only be called ideals.

Very naive.

The idea of ​​eliminating evil by relying solely on individual force is doomed to failure.

If you really have ideas about changing a region or even a country, you can take inspiration from the Russian emperor.

He rose from KGB agent to head of state.

They successfully pulled the Russian bear back from the brink of collapse, which was in complete chaos at the time.

As for the claims that the economy was not doing well under his leadership, etc.

Without him, it's uncertain whether Russia would even exist today.

To borrow a phrase, if our enemies think we've done something wrong, then we've done nothing wrong.

"is it?"

Shrugging, the Millennium Earl said nonchalantly:

"But as far as I know, your current strength in this competition is not outstanding."

"There are many people who are better than you."

"How can you eliminate evil like this?"

"Justice that is weak cannot be considered justice."

Akoya Kiyoaki's fingers trembled, clearly indicating that he was not entirely unmoved by the Millennium Earl's words.

In fact, he discovered this during this period as well.

Many Kengan fighters have seen a significant increase in their strength.

The gap that was once large is narrowing, and those who were once powerful are now even stronger.

Only his strength seems to have remained unchanged.

This cannot continue.

He knew it very well.

If you accept the fat man's offer to give your soul to him after you die, you can gain power.

That's how he said it could eliminate evil.

but..............

With his eyes slightly closed, Aguya Kiyoaki said in an icy voice:

"Those people accepted your proposal, didn't they?"

Although it was a question, Kiyoaki Akoya spoke with great certainty.

Otherwise, it's impossible to explain why so many people's strength suddenly leaped forward.

He couldn't think of any other possibility.

A person might have an epiphany or something else.

But suddenly, the strength of a group of people increased.

There must have been some unexpected factor.

Kiyoaki Akoya was certain of this.

"Who knows, maybe."

The Millennium Earl, whose identity had been revealed, maintained his usual smile, showing no sign of panic.

Neither admitting nor denying.