Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Turning around to look at Luo Zhen, the Millennium Earl simply let out a laugh that was difficult to decipher.

Seems to be expecting something.

Chapter 660 What does it mean to use public office for private revenge? (Leans back)

Looking at the Millennium Earl who had turned his back and was emitting a strange laugh, Luo Zhen subconsciously raised an eyebrow.

Actually, he learned this move from Joseph.

To be precise, it wasn't learning, but rather that after seeing so much of it, I subconsciously started doing the same thing.

"what are you laughing at?"

"Who knows?"

When faced with Luo Zhen's question, the Millennium Earl chose to answer the question with a question.

If someone with a hand fetish were here, they might already be going crazy and have the big pink cat hold this guy down.

Turning his head, the Count of a Thousand Years' eyes, hidden beneath the brim of his hat, appeared meaningful.

It seemed as if they had seen something.

"I hope we won't meet again as fellow inmates."

With a grin, the Millennium Earl shut his mouth and said nothing more.

Upon hearing the Millennium Earl's words, Luo Zhen's expression...

Nothing changed, I even felt like yawning.

Just kidding. If I were scared by your words, I wouldn't be V3, pfft, I wouldn't be Luo Zhen.

He had heard similar curses many times in his past work experience.

There are countless statements like "You will definitely be killed" or "You will definitely be torn to pieces".

There are quite a few guys who adopt a mysterious attitude and tell Luo Zhen, "Your final fate will be very tragic, but I can help you."

This is just like those guys who send mass text messages asking people to send them 30 yuan.

I don't have much hope. If I can fool them, great; if not, oh well.

Anyway, there's hardly any cost involved.

The same goes for those who were taken in by Luo Zhen.

Having come this far, what else is there to lose?

They wouldn't have chosen to just talk the talk if they weren't truly outmatched.

I reckon even Luo Zhenyang's ashes could be given to him.

But the truth is, if they dared to make a move, Luo Zhen wouldn't even leave them his ashes.

After carefully considering the pros and cons, these guys could only make this tasteless but helpless choice.

Luo Zhen didn't hold back either.

The compensation package is top-notch; I hope you can pull through.

Don't ask, the answer is that it's a personal vendetta.

And they were quite self-righteous about it.

"I hope you'll still be whole when we meet again."

Faced with the Millennium Earl's ambiguous words, Luo Zhen retorted without hesitation.

After finishing speaking, he said to the person on the other end of the headset:

"This guy looks like he's planning something, you guys keep an eye on him."

"Let's see if we can extract any intelligence."

"clear."

The person on the other end of the headset immediately said that they would take it seriously.

The authorities have always treated situations that are possible but not certain as if they were.

Otherwise, it will be too late to regret it when something really happens.

"Indeed, these old monsters who have lived for a long time all have various backup plans."

"El-Melloi II, with his long hair and weary face, muttered to himself."

Coming from the world of magic, he naturally felt a sense of wariness towards such long-lived beings.

Even someone like myself, who has little talent, has been able to grow to this level through hard work.

This is especially true of these ancient monsters who have lived for who knows how long.

El-Melloi II thought so.

In fact, he was being rather self-deprecating.

"Add more people and keep a close eye on this guy's situation."

"We'll talk about it after we've gathered the intelligence."

Taking a deep drag of his cigarette, El-Melloi II said this.

Currently, the Tokyo branch does not have a very sufficient number of staff.

There has been some unusual unrest recently in the Aokigahara Forest area, and the branch in Yamanashi Prefecture is already struggling to cope.

Taichi Yagami and Agumon set off this morning. They had been stationed in the Aokigahara Forest for a long time before.

It was just that it was adjusted back during this period.

If nothing unexpected happens, we will probably need to deploy even more manpower to help.

Kyojuro Rengoku has been busy with his own things these past two days.

The remaining investigators also had their own tasks at hand.

After all, although Tokyo is a bustling city, the large amount of negative emotions generated every day can be described as a paradise for strange monsters and ghosts.

Although the Tokyo branch has a considerable number of staff, it is always just barely enough.

Even El-Melloi II himself often had to help out personally.

It's not that he doesn't trust the special forces soldiers, but rather that El-Melloi II's views on this matter are quite similar to Rozen's.

They all believed that absolute individual power far exceeded the power of the group.

The most typical example is the Fourth Shinobi World War in Naruto.

It is said that they defeated the enemy with the help of the Allied Forces, but in reality, only a few people actually participated in the battle.

In the end, only four people from Class 7 remained.

When the qualitative difference is too great, it is almost impossible for quantitative change to occur.

It's not that group power is useless, but the two prefer absolute personal power.

"Thanks a lot."

Nodding to Luo Zhen as he emerged from the containment chamber, El-Melloi II spoke softly.

Strictly speaking, Luo Zhen doesn't need to be involved in these matters.

Since it happened in the Tokyo area, Luo Zhen could have simply returned to Chiba after resolving the issue with Makoto.

You could have chosen to go back even earlier.

But Luo Zhen still chose to stay.

As for the issue of taking credit?

If someone is willing to steal credit from other regions, people in all branches of the organization would be very welcoming to this unfortunate person to take a tour of the areas under their jurisdiction.

Hope everyone is okay.

"It's okay, it's my job too."

Shaking his head, Luo Zhen didn't have much to say about the matter.

After exchanging a few words with El-Melloi II, he took his leave, as Joseph was still waiting for him.

After Rōzen left, El-Melloi II silently looked at the Millennium Earl in the containment room, his eyes flashing with an uncertain light.

We need to find a way to extract everything from this guy's brain.

Whether it's the so-called technology or some unknown contingency plan.

Inside the containment chamber, the Millennium Earl, who was contemplating his escape plan, suddenly shivered.

I have a feeling that something terrible has happened.

A strange chill crept into my heart, and the smile on my face faded slightly.

In the arena, Yujiro Hanma's fun was gradually coming to an end.

"hu~hu~"

Julius, covered in wounds, stared in horror at the man before him.

As a product of German technology, he has absolute confidence in his body.

But today, that confidence has been earned through hard work.

Crushed mercilessly and utterly.

The man in front of him beat him up, leaving him covered in bruises, in a playful manner.

It seems they still have some energy left.

"What? It's not good enough already?"

Yujiro Hanma, who had a terrifying smile on his face, looked bored.

This guy is just a big, dumb guy with all his strength; he's not even good enough to be a target.

"Then, let's end it here."

Chapter 661 Aokigahara Forest

In the dimly lit room, specks of white light floated in the air, bringing a little brightness.

One of the points of light seemed to be pulled downwards by something, its light illuminating the pale bone mask and the intricately patterned bone nails behind it.

With his head bowed, the little knight sat quietly on the bench as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Beside the little knight, the Son of Grimm, with his wings folded, lay on a bench, resting with his eyes closed.

The claws beneath its feet wove together to form a web around the little knight, with one or two claws occasionally twitching.

The scene was so harmonious and peaceful.

After an unknown amount of time, the little knight seemed to wake up from a dream, raised his head, and looked around with a slightly confused expression.

Previous memories slowly surfaced, and the confusion dissipated.

After glancing around at the Grimm's Son and the Weaver's Lava at his feet, the little knight did not rush to change his amulet.

Instead, he sat quietly on the bench.

This is his only time to relax right now.

After a while, the little knight seemed to have just woken up and finally came to his senses, lifting his cloak and pulling out a bunch of amulets.

After carefully arranging the items, he looked up at the side of the bench.

At this moment, the Son of Grimm beside him had disappeared.

The little knight didn't seem sad at all, and jumped off the bench.

It is about to face its own battle.

The Seeker of Gods, seated high on his throne, no longer looked blankly at the sky, but instead turned his gaze to the little knight bearing the bone nail.

Just like its name suggests.