Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

It only likes to eat teenage girls, and men are not among its prey.

It's not that she wouldn't kill a man, it's just that she simply thinks men don't taste as good as teenage girls.

If I'm really starving, I'll eat.

After all, this guy isn't exactly a man of principle.

It's nothing more than a beast with human form and a little intelligence.

"ripple!"

A thick arm wreathed in golden energy reached out from the dimensional barrier and grabbed the demon by the neck.

After the arms come the shoulders, the head, and the entire body.

Then, using momentum, he slammed the demon to the ground.

A look of utter disgust appeared on Joseph's face as he gazed at the hideous and grotesque demon.

This creature reminded him of the so-called corpse-men.

Although he hadn't seen many corpses in his life, his father, George Joestar, was killed by corpses under Dio's command.

Even disregarding everything else, Joseph couldn't possibly have any good feelings towards this creature just for this reason alone.

The hand unconsciously tightened, and the demon, whose neck was being choked, squeezed out a painful sound from its throat.

Wisps of smoke rose from where Joseph's palm touched the demon.

The ripples wrapped around Joseph's arm caused great harm to the demon.

Without giving the demon any chance to struggle, Joseph took a short breath and growled:

"Sprint!"

Golden ripples shimmered, illuminating the dark street corner.

It also illuminated the girl's vision.

Golden lightning crackled and danced on Joseph's arm.

It once drowned out the shrill howls of the evil spirits.

When Joseph raised his hand, the hideous demon had vanished.

Instead, there was a pile of black ash.

Even without using Hermit's Purple, Joseph could still kill this demon with Ripple.

The power of the ripples is absolutely deadly to this dark creature.

Even a mere brush against it can cause significant harm.

"It's done."

Joseph shook his hand and subconsciously looked at the girl behind him.

His hand unconsciously reached for the memory-erasing spray at his waist.

But it was only when his fingers touched the cold can that Joseph realized that in this world, there was no need to erase memories.

"As expected of Joseph, what dazzling light he radiates."

Kyojuro Rengoku, clad in a haori, strode out of the dimensional barrier.

He was about to make a move the instant the dimensional barrier collapsed, but Joseph's hand had already reached out as soon as his hand touched the hilt of the sword.

Only after seeing that Joseph had indeed destroyed the demon did he remove his hand from the hilt of the knife.

Behind Kyojuro Rengoku, Rozen, with a blank expression, also walked out.

After glancing at the black ash on the ground, he paid no more attention to it.

He wasn't particularly interested in this world; strictly speaking, Luo Zhen was just a portal.

That's how he understood it, and that's what he told Joseph and the others.

"I'll only be responsible for getting you there and back; you'll have to deal with the enemy yourselves."

"That's what Luo Zhen said, as Joseph hooked his neck with his strong arm."

But Joseph, who was all smiles and laughter, didn't take it seriously.

"That's what you say, but you'd still step in if you saw someone in danger, right?"

"I don't think I'm that soft-hearted."

"Who knows? You can say whatever you want."

"........."

"By the way, a big man being arrogant is not cute at all."

Back to the present, Joseph, who had just dealt with the demon, was about to say something when he heard a boy's voice behind him.

"Who are you?"

The boy, wearing a sun-shaped earring and bearing a scar on his forehead, looked at the three of them warily and asked.

Chapter 728, Section 707: The Return of the Flame Pillar and the Two Skilled Individuals

The moment Luo Zhen saw the boy, the boy's name popped into his mind.

Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice...

Pooh!

It's Kamado Tanjiro.

The man nicknamed "Head Pillar".

Just like the scumbag boss Kibutsuji Muzan, what's most impressive about him is his cunning and ruthlessness.

One of the most memorable things about Tanjiro Kamado is his headbutt.

From teammates to enemies, everyone has been hit by his headbutt.

The hardness of its forehead is unbelievable.

Even a ghost might not be able to compare with him in this respect.

After the Mugen Train incident, Tanjiro Kamado was recuperating and healing while also desperately trying to become stronger.

If he had been powerful enough, none of what happened before would have occurred.

Mr. Purgatory will not die, nor will he be left without even a corpse.

The mere thought of Kyojuro Rengoku's corpse turning into specks of light and dissipating before his eyes caused Tanjiro Kamado to feel his heart clench repeatedly.

This is true even after some time has passed.

Tanjiro Kamado knew very well that Mr. Rengoku had passed away.

To protect them, a few of them fought alone until dawn.

Mr. Rengoku said he would fulfill the Flame Pillar's duty and would not let anyone die.

But why not include yourself?

Whenever he thinks of this, Tanjiro Kamado feels a pang of sadness.

It is an indisputable fact that Mr. Purgatory has passed away.

All he could do was cheer up and work harder to become stronger, so that one day he could avenge Mr. Purgatory.

This is how it should be.

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

"Mr. Lian, Mr. Purgatory?!"

Upon seeing the familiar figure before him, Tanjiro Kamado was thrown into a state of confusion.

They had only followed the sudden light and the aura of the evil spirits, but instead they saw people who shouldn't have been there.

He remembered clearly that Mr. Purgatory was seriously injured at the time.

There was absolutely no chance of surviving that injury, let alone watching Mr. Purgatory's corpse turn into specks of light and disappear.

At the time, he thought it was a blood demon spell used by some evil spirit to take revenge on Mr. Purgatory.

They were determined to find the evil spirit and kill it.

Tanjiro Kamado, who was always described as gentle, had a thought that was not so gentle at that moment.

He wanted to kill that evil spirit using the most cruel methods.

Although the thought only flashed through his mind, it was enough to demonstrate Tanjiro Kamado's anger and despair at that moment.

He was clearly furious, but there was nothing he could do.

This desperate gratitude is enough to crush a person.

"Oh! It's been a long time, Kamado boy!"

Seeing the familiar figure, Rengoku Kyojuro was clearly in a good mood.

He raised his palm and greeted Tanjiro Kamado.

A familiar voice, a familiar face, a familiar tone.

All of this seemed to indicate the other party's identity.

However, Tanjiro Kamado did not immediately go up and speak to him.

'What exactly is going on? '

'Did I accidentally fall under a blood demon spell?!'

Gripping his Nichirin Blade tightly, Tanjiro Kamado warily eyed the three people in front of him, while subtly surveying his surroundings.

After all, he had been affected by similar blood demon magic before, so it's normal for him to be cautious.

For Tanjiro Kamado, the most important thing right now is to determine whether he has been afflicted by the Blood Demon Art.

If he has truly been afflicted by the Blood Demon Art, then his current situation is extremely dangerous and must be dispelled immediately.

That's what he said, but he had absolutely no way of confirming whether he had been afflicted by the Blood Demon Spell.

If it were still a Blood Demon Art like Enmu's, Tanjiro Kamado would definitely slit his own throat without hesitation.

But if the question doesn't answer, then that's suicide.

"Woo~"

The box on Tanjiro Kamado's back moved, and Nezuko Kamado slowly woke up.

She seemed to smell a familiar scent.

It's the same person I met on the train before.

She remembered the word "train" from when she heard Zenitsu Agatsuma shouting it loudly while she was half asleep.

She didn't really know what a train was.

Nezuko?

Sensing his sister's movements inside the box, Tanjiro Kamado felt a little relieved.

With Nezuko around, they wouldn't be completely powerless to resist.

"What is he doing? Don't you know each other?"

Looking at the tense-looking Tanjiro Kamado, Joseph slowly typed a question mark.

What's happening here?

Could it be that the two have a grudge?

With this question in mind, Joseph looked at Kyojuro Rengoku beside him.

I don't know what happened, but it must be a misunderstanding, right?

To be honest, Joseph found it hard to imagine Kyojuro Rengoku having any enemies.

Well, if we ignore the other person's strange way of saying it.