Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

At this moment, Nozomi Tojo is being harassed by a strange middle-aged woman whose eyes seem to emit aurora-like light.

In every sense.

But whether he'll save the damsel in distress later is another matter.

A harem or anything like that is even more impossible.

Since he's not a gentle protagonist, how could he possibly have a harem right away?

And I've said it many times before.

It's not as simple as a hero rescuing a damsel in distress to gain another member to his harem.

Just like the saying goes back to ancient times.

Faced with a handsome hero, the rescued beauty might say: "I have no way to repay you but to offer myself to you."

When faced with heroes who aren't particularly handsome, the beautiful women they rescue often say things like, "I have no way to repay you, so I can only be your servant in the next life."

So, judging people by their appearance exists in every era.

It's not the era that doesn't care about beauty or ugliness, but rather the status of the person involved.

If you're rich enough, no matter how ugly you are, people will still say you're handsome.

"Speaking of which, I think I just saw Xi."

"While in the hallway."

"Ayase Eli said thoughtfully."

She thought she saw Xi when she came back from outside, though it was just a fleeting glimpse.

None of them noticed.

The figure of 'Nozomi Tojo' flashed past the window of the lounge.

'What a hassle. '

These words lingered in the air, then slowly disappeared.

Section 939, Chapter 918: The Effects of So-Called Verbal Attacks

After Nozomi Tojo left the venue, Kagami quietly arrived at the scene.

Although this performance had nothing to do with her, and she wasn't a graduate this year.

But that shouldn't stop her from coming here to take a look, right?

With this in mind, Jingxi quietly entered the venue.

After circling around, I found the backstage lounge belonging to μ's.

As the group performing as the finale, μ's had their own dressing room.

As for the final grand finale performance?

It was a recitation performance specifically for school teachers.

A program that is neither meaningful nor entertaining.

It's basically just praising something.

To be honest, Honoka Kousaka has disliked this kind of program since her student days.

It's so boring because there's absolutely no emotion involved.

"Where did Xi go?"

With her head propped up on the table, Honoka Takasaka kept muttering to herself.

At this point, Mingming was already extremely nervous.

But why did it have to disappear at this particular time?

This has happened frequently before.

But this time is different.

It's clearly a very important performance.

In the corridor, Jingxi casually tossed a black briefcase into the mirror world and glanced back at the lounge.

It seemed like he had thought of something.

He shook his head and then stepped into the mirror world.

Although it seems urgent, if it really comes to that, Luo Zhen probably won't be able to resist taking action.

After all, that's the kind of person he is; in his own words, he doesn't like to see tragedies or regrets.

Although it's supposed to be necessary growth, I still can't bear to make things difficult for others in this situation.

Moreover, Luo Zhen might not necessarily see this as a necessary form of growth.

This guy is really lucky.

Finally, after checking the venue in the mirror world and confirming that there were no problems, Jingxi found a quiet place to sit.

That's the beauty of the mirror world.

Because there were no people around, checking the venue was much easier than in the real world.

There will be no obstruction and no need to consider anything else.

Watching the lively performance on stage through the glass, Jingxi, sitting in her seat, felt waves of loneliness.

Outside the mirror was a bustling and lively scene.

But the world reflected in the mirror is utterly desolate.

Whether it's the person or the performance.

None of them exist.

Only the occasional roar of the Dark Dragon could be heard from the darkness.

Even the ferocious roars were a rare sign of life in this mirrored world.

"Speaking of which, isn't that guy done yet?"

Turning her head to look into the grove, Jingxi muttered to herself.

You can't see anything in the world reflected in the mirror.

But Kagami seemed to still see Tojo Nozomi fighting.

To be honest, Jingxi didn't quite understand.

Just take down this troublemaker.

What is this guy hesitating about?

Do you think you can influence the other person?

That's incredibly stupid.

With a sneer, Jingxi withdrew her gaze.

Although I hate that idiot, she shouldn't be that stupid.

The battle should be over soon.

Perhaps because it was born from the image of Tojo Nozomi in the mirror world, Kagami Nozomi's heart is naturally more inclined towards the dark side.

While one cannot say one is indifferent to life, when facing an enemy, there is absolutely no possibility of holding back.

However, as a girl, Nozomi Tojo inevitably hesitated when faced with this situation.

She could attack the alien without any hesitation when she was facing it.

After all, the enemy was a group of non-human creatures.

But now, facing humans, it will be the first time that a real fight, or even a bloodbath, is needed.

Nozomi Tojo was still somewhat hesitant to make a move.

"Despite possessing immense power, he is so cowardly."

What are you worried about?

"Aren't you afraid to make a move?"

"Are you still afraid of fighting?"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Nanmu looked at the crimson-clad armored man in front of him with a mocking expression.

The knight emerged from the flames in silence.

The thick breastplate gives people a strong sense of security.

The upward-sweeping shoulder armor adds a touch of aggression to this suit of armor.

The bright red armor, as red as flames, was adorned with touches of sacred gold.

Just by standing here, this knight gives people a sense of security.

After removing the mask, Nozomi Tojo silently looked at Kusunoki, without offering any rebuttal for a moment.

Once she successfully transformed into her survival form, the outcome of the battle was no longer in doubt.

It is, after all, an advanced form of the Dragon Knight.

Dealing with a guy like that is more than enough.

Clenching her fists, Nozomi Tojo tried hard to control her emotions.

Previously, I had to concentrate on dealing with this person.

Now we need to be careful not to kill this person.

Honestly, just now when this guy threatened Nozomi Tojo with Honoka and the others who were in the venue.

Tojo Nozomi genuinely felt a surge of murderous intent.

She was startled at that moment.

She had only ever felt this way about another version of herself.

After all, that bastard always manages to pinpoint the things Tojo Nozomi doesn't want to talk about with perfect accuracy, ruthlessly tearing open her wounds and then wildly dancing on them.

Before leaving, they sprinkled some salt on the ground.

Is this truly the dark side of Nozomi Tojo?

They are quite adept at criticizing themselves.

The dragon-bladed saber in his hand had been replaced with a dragon-bladed sword at some point.

Compared to the previous Dragon Saber, the Dragon Sword Blade can more easily break through the nanmu wood's defenses.

The numerous conspicuous scars on Nanmu's body are the best proof.

Holding the Dragon Sword, Tojo Nozomi looked at Kusunoki with uncertain eyes.

Honestly, once something starts, it will keep coming back.

After first feeling murderous intent towards Kusunoki, Tojo Nozomi's gaze towards him became strange.

As if sensing Tojo Nozomi's emotions, the Peerless Dragon flying in the air also became agitated.

Sparks spilled from his mouth as Wushuanglong's cold, mechanical eyes stared intently at Nanmu.

"What, not going to fight?"

Clutching his wound, Nanmu stood up and continued his provocation.

When dealing with such a weak-willed brat, sometimes verbal attacks are more effective than direct attacks.

If we can create some confusion in this brat's mind, things will be much easier.

There is no other way.

After all, if we keep fighting like this, we'll definitely lose.

Beneath the mask, Tojo Nozomi, with her eyes closed, took a deep breath.