Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

To be honest, Yato was a little hesitant about whether to go down.

I have a feeling that if I were to drink it, the taste would be extremely sour and pungent.

Kanade, who was always by Yato's side, was the same.

Although he has no memory of his life.

But girls would definitely find such places extremely unappealing.

Which beautiful young girl would crawl into a sewer?

In any case, Zouyin would never do such a thing.

Even if there's gold down there, I won't go.

"Since we're already here, let's go down and take a look."

Unlike Yato, Ryouma was not as resistant.

An invisible energy enveloped his entire body.

The unpleasant odor could not penetrate this thin barrier.

Naturally, he wasn't as resistant as Yato.

Yato rolled his eyes.

You're just talking without understanding the situation.

However, Ryouma did not actually make Yato and Kanade go down into the sewers.

Fingers traced through the air.

A hazy dimensional barrier descended from above, enveloping the three of them.

When it reappeared, it was deep inside the sewer.

"Alas!"

The sudden change in the scene before her eyes caused Zouyin to gasp in surprise.

This place is absolutely disgusting.

The environment was dirty and the smell was unpleasant.

The ground was covered in a sticky liquid of some unknown substance, which seemed to make a crunching sound if stepped on.

Moreover, the musician was barefoot.

The feeling of nausea increased exponentially.

Instinctively, he jumped up and clung to Yato.

"Zouyin, you should transform into a knife first."

Holding Kanade's hand, Yato spoke softly.

The sound also nodded eagerly and quickly transformed into the shape of a knife.

This might be the first time she's been so eager to turn into a knife.

I wasn't this excited when I first tried to test my abilities.

After Yato grasped the long sword that the melody had transformed into, he followed Ryouma's gaze and looked ahead.

Yato's expression immediately turned ugly.

"Tsk, he really is a madman."

Deep inside the sewers lies a disturbing scene.

The mutilated animal and human limbs, and the thirsty blood splattered on the walls, create a sense of absurdity.

The ominous magic circle, now powerless, lay quietly on the ground.

Chapter 1149 What a coincidence!

In the dim, damp underground, dried blood smeared the walls, forming a grotesque painting.

It sounds strange to say that.

But it's clear that the madman who did this was absolutely in a creative mindset when he poured out his blood.

It was as if he was depicting a scene in his mind.

Perhaps after finishing the painting, I'll stand in front of it and admire my masterpiece.

The blackened blood could be vaguely seen outlining a blurry figure.

Perhaps she is the white moonlight in the other person's heart, or perhaps she is a god in the other person's heart.

Who knows.

Both gods present felt a slight discomfort.

If it really is depicting a certain deity.

That was undoubtedly an evil god.

The type who doesn't even know what they want to do.

On the ground, the mangled limbs could be vaguely identified as belonging to some animals, and perhaps some humans as well.

But it's really hard to see much from a pile of scraps of meat.

These bits of flesh may be remnants left over after the original body was used as a sacrifice or food.

The guy who drew that magic circle with the idea of ​​not wasting anything used these scraps as fuel, and he splattered them all over the wall, creating a very freehand painting.

He's actually quite a frugal artist.

Although he is an absolute heretic.

Art can be used to convey beauty, to celebrate goodness, and to expose suffering.

But it should definitely not be in this form.

Luo Zhen thought this guy might be able to go and discuss things with some amazing American artists.

For example, the artist who uses 2-cent tape to stick a 6-cent banana on the wall and claims it's a work of art.

Well, in the end, this thing even came up with a high price, I think it was $60 or something.

There are also guys who sign their names on squat toilets and claim they're works of art.

In this respect, these guys are quite similar to this madman.

Their art is not easily understood by ordinary people.

"This is absolutely disgusting."

Yato subconsciously tugged at his scarf, his face looking extremely grim.

In his original world, demons were also very strange and frightening creatures, whose terrifying appearances made people feel uncomfortable.

As a war god who had come from the battlefield, Yato originally felt that his horizons were already very broad.

At least when it comes to cruel and bloody things.

But after arriving in this world, Yato's horizons were constantly being pushed to new limits, both in terms of their upper and lower limits.

This applies not only to those abnormal creatures that cause physical discomfort or even excruciating pain just by looking at them.

Another surprising discovery was made by Yato.

When facing their own kind, humans can always unleash a cruelty that would make even evil gods take notice.

The greatest masterpiece of human technology is used to kill humans.

It's somewhat ridiculous.

"If this kind of guy were left out in the open, he would definitely cause a huge mess."

Luo Zhen squatted down and carefully examined the magic circle, then looked up at the 'painting' on the wall.

This thing is disgusting no matter how you look at it.

It's possible that the guy was 'painting' with a feeling of devout worship in his heart.

But the things they were doing were so cruel and bloody.

It's like a 1.58-meter-tall cat-eared Lolita girl wearing white stockings squatting in a public toilet, saying "hi hi hi".

To be honest, the thought process of these crazy people is always incomprehensible.

But yes.

If someone can understand the thought process of a madman, then he is probably only a hair's breadth away from being a madman himself.

Anyway, Luo Zhen doesn't understand it for the time being.

Maybe I'll figure it out someday.

After all, the pressure in society is so great these days, it feels like everyone is going a bit crazy.

He tapped his finger lightly on the headset.

Yato immediately notified the special forces to come here and secure the scene.

Perhaps some useful clues can be found later.

There is also the research on this magic circle.

Unfortunately, neither Ryoujin nor Yato knew much about this.

The magical girl goddess next to me, to this day, has not studied magic as well as some socket spirit who has Avada Kedavra in his left hand and a melon in his right.

The title of "socket expert" sounds impressive, but to be honest, he just happened to be born in a good era.

The previous Dark Lord swept across Europe, his target being the entire wizarding world.

The next Dark Lord relentlessly sought trouble with a school, only to be repeatedly defeated by the same student from infancy to adolescence.

Moreover, there's a really interesting meme that's been circulating since a certain game came out.

The protagonist of The Legacy of Hogwarts: You're the Dark Lord? Then you must have killed a lot of people.

Voldemort: So-so, maybe a few hundred. (Proudly)

Main character: Oh...not bad (thinking to himself)

Main character: What about yesterday?

Voldemort: Huh?

Ahem, let’s get back to the point.

After the special forces surrounded the area and dispersed some passersby, Yato and Rozen left the filthy sewers.

I really don't want to stay in this awful place for even a second longer.

After the two left the sewers, the long sword in Yato's hand emitted a faint white light, which was very conspicuous in the gradually darkening sky.

The melody leaped from the white light and gently landed on the ground, like an elf descending to earth.

"Whoo~"

With her arms outstretched and breathing in the fresh air, a contented expression appeared on Zouyin's face.

Girls generally dislike dirty environments.

Normally, no one would like that.

Of course, I hate it as much as I hate it.

She wouldn't let something like this get her into a tantrum and affect Yato's battle.

Conversely, they might throw a little tantrum when things aren't usually a problem.

It's normal for girls to have a little temper sometimes.

Before becoming a divine artifact, Zouyin was also a girl.

This is understandable.

Just as Yato and Ryou were preparing to head home, an urgent call came through their earpieces.

"Damn, what a coincidence."