Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Perhaps his opinion of the two will change later, but for now, they are just two lucky girls.

Although I don't really have the right to say that.

"That was...that was Sakamoto, wasn't it...?"

As Sakamoto entered the training room, Tojo Nozomi, who was talking to the girl next to him, sensed something and looked up ahead.

Just then, I saw Sakamoto's clothes disappear from sight, and the training room door slowly closed.

Tojo Nozomi felt a little envious of this peer who, like Ryoujin, had officially become an investigator.

Unlike myself, who is still working hard to learn.

The other party reportedly possessed an astonishing learning ability, rapidly absorbing all the knowledge required of an investigator and applying it, thus passing the subsequent investigator assessment with remarkable ease and achieving excellent results.

If he hadn't been a minor at the time, he could have been an investigator.

There are minors who serve as investigators in government agencies, but they are very rare.

These people are the ones who break the rules under extremely special circumstances.

Nozomi Tojo felt that she no longer had the ability.

Dr. Samuel seemed to have casually remarked that if Sakamoto had had his chance a few years earlier, he might have been able to give it a try.

But it doesn't matter now.

Furthermore, Nozomi Tojo had heard that Sakamoto had detected the existence of the mechanism on his own.

Even without any opportunities, one's own abilities are sufficient to successfully join the organization in the future.

It's really awesome.

With a sigh, Nozomi Tojo felt the growing gap between herself and the other person.

They're all the same age, so why is there such a big difference between them?

It can only be said that the difference between people is sometimes greater than the difference between people and dogs.

What is this so-called belief?

Nozomi Tojo didn't quite understand.

At least for now, Tojo Nozomi is determined to do only two things.

First, it's the dream I share with my companions.

However, as I became busier, this dream was gradually put on hold.

Although she has been training recently, her mind is not really on this.

The second instance was when he was beating up Jingxi.

Every time Nozomi Tojo sees this guy who has the same face as her but always wears a gloomy expression, she gets incredibly angry.

They were incredibly ruthless when they took action.

When girls fight, they can be just as ruthless as boys.

In fact, most boys fight with the intention of beating the other person up, while many girls fight with the aim of making the other person pay a bloody price.

"Sakamoto? Is he the one Mom told me about?"

"I think I have some recollection of it."

Caught between Tojo Nozomi and Kagami Nozomi, Wu Jialouluo looked at the two curiously and asked.

As a member of the Wu clan, she is the current group leader's most beloved great-granddaughter.

Wu Jialouluo could have chosen not to come to the organization for training, but she still came.

This is probably a very interesting thing for Wu Jialouluo.

Although he looks petite and cute, Wu Jialouluo is undoubtedly a guy with a somewhat strange personality.

She has an unparalleled worship of power, yet she lacks the reserve and shyness of an ordinary young girl.

Once they find their ideal partner, they will decisively express their love and ask the other person to marry them and have children.

"Probably, but I'm not sure."

Nodding, Nozomi Tojo responded.

To be honest, she didn't understand what Wu Yacha and Wu Jialouluo had said to each other.

Saying this now is just a perfunctory response.

In fact, Nozomi Tojo was somewhat curious about Sakamoto.

Although they rarely interacted, she always felt that this person seemed reluctant to get close to her.

Shaking her head, Nozomi Tojo stopped thinking about it.

Today's training isn't over yet.

If I'm late, Teacher Wu Yacha will be very angry.

Nozomi Tojo said she has gained a deep understanding of Wu Yacha, this seemingly gentle and beautiful woman.

Although she always smiles very gently, you would never want to see her angry.

On the other side, in Kyubey's containment chamber, a hand entwined with a large amount of desire power pressed down on Kyubey's head.

Enveloped by the power of desire, Kyubey remained quietly in place, without making a sound.

It was as if they were worried about disturbing the person in front of them.

At this moment, Luo Zhen's gaze seemed to pierce through Kyubey and see another world.

In that world, planets teeming with incubators drift slowly through the universe.

Chapter 824, Section 845: A Planet Covered in Purple Plague

The familiar planet is filled with quiet incubators.

From space, the entire planet appears to have been completely taken over by the Incubators.

Whether this planet is the home planet of the Incubators is anyone's guess.

But judging from this view alone, this planet looks like a diseased cell.

Their cute and docile appearance, as perceived by humans, is so abundant that they occupy almost all the space on the planet's surface.

What kind of scenery would this be?

Clearly, this would be a white ocean that would make people dizzy or even nauseous.

At one point, the incubators all looked up at the sky.

The color of the sky was reflected in his ruby-like, emotionless, crystal-clear pupils.

It was a sky filled with bizarre beauty.

But at this moment, the incubators are not focused on the sky.

Instead, it's something else entirely.

'It's happened again.'

'It's the same one as last time.'

Should we take any measures?

'certainly. '

Silent communication takes place in the spiritual realm.

Clearly, these incubators had noticed the gaze that Luo Zhen was casting from another world.

Rather than attributing it to their keen senses, it's more accurate to say that their undisguised malice was rather blatant.

This sense of oppression, which feels like an apocalyptic disaster to any living being, is something that probably no living being can ignore.

Even incubators, which are devoid of emotion, are like that.

However, at this moment, the incubator felt no fear or panic.

After all, they're a bunch of emotionless guys.

Because they have no emotions, they are absolutely rational, and therefore do not care about worldly morality or standards.

The incubators were more curious about this sense of oppression and wanted to explore this unknown power.

These guys chose to sacrifice humanity to achieve this goal in order to prevent the universe from experiencing heat death.

Although their actions may seem reasonable from a broader perspective.

After all, it was to prevent the entire universe from going to heat death. At the same time, in the eyes of the incubators, the humans of this era might not even be considered a civilization. They viewed humans as if they were monkeys.

But who cares.

Humans should consider and solve problems from a human perspective.

Instead of becoming a spiritual cosmic being.

They put on a righteous and awe-inspiring act, demanding that others be sacrificed to fulfill the needs of the aliens and to take care of their feelings.

In fact, the aliens don't care about this so-called spiritual alien at all.

In the end, these guys are nothing but a bunch of hypocritical scoundrels.

It's disgusting to act like you're the only one who's sober when everyone else is drunk, and to be so self-satisfied and complacent.

The purple power of desire surged up at a certain moment, instantly engulfing an incubator like a materialized flame.

Then the familiar scenery appeared once again.

One, two, three, four...

It spread rapidly, like a spreading plague.

Countless incubators were enveloped by the power of desire, and then transformed into a phantom Core Coin, floating silently in the air.

The entire planet was once again engulfed in a purple plague.

This time, the incubators did not sit idly by and wait for their doom.

After the last incident, the incubators researched many methods to try to deal with the situation happening again.

Unfortunately, these methods are currently ineffective.

The 'Seed of Lamentation,' filled with despair and resentment, rose into the air, tracing a mysterious path as if performing some kind of ritual.

But even as the purple power of desire dissipated and the illusory core coins vanished into thin air, these laments failed to achieve the effect the incubator had envisioned.

Compared to last time, there are significantly more incubators this time that have been turned into core coins.

The entire planet suddenly seemed somewhat empty.

The surviving incubators quickly gathered together to discuss their next course of action.

As for those few seeds of lamentation, they were carelessly discarded in the distance like trash.

It inexplicably evokes a sense of sadness and desolation.

'I don't understand.'

"The situation is urgent. Call back the incubators outside."

'agree.'

Agreed.

'Let's begin the recruitment now.'

What would it be like if a group of incubators, who have no emotions but share the same memories and thought processes, came together?

Simply put, there are no disagreements; basically, whenever a suggestion is made, it is immediately approved, and all that remains is agreement.

On the other hand, after Luo Zhen withdrew his hand, the power of desire in his hand also dissipated.

The power of desire that had been clinging to Kyubey dissipated into the air as Ryoujin withdrew his hand.

Feeling relieved that he had escaped a disaster, Kyubey breathed a long sigh of relief, and his taut tail began to wag again.

That's great, you survived again.