Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

For a moment, both of them felt a bit of toothache.

On the other side, in an abandoned hospital.

The gang of thugs from earlier that day were now cowering in a corner on the top floor.

They were all covered in dust and dirt, their bodies stained with blood.

His face was filled with uncontrollable fear.

Upon closer inspection, it seems that a few people are missing from this group.

And even though they were in the same room, the people kept a distance from each other.

It was as if they were wary of each other.

Strange sounds echoed in the darkness.

“Da da da da…”

The sound of sharp objects hitting the cold ground echoed continuously.

Although the sound wasn't loud, it felt like a giant hammer constantly pounding on their hearts.

A girl with earrings and heavy, bizarre makeup huddled in a corner.

She covered her mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound even though her tears had ruined her makeup.

The fear and despair in his eyes were so evident.

Chapter 1150 So happy, so happy, so happy

Let's turn back time a bit.

These idle scoundrels, who had plenty of time and 'friends' but little else, gathered in front of an abandoned hospital.

It's called an abandoned hospital, but it's just that it hasn't been completely emptied yet for various reasons.

It will probably have other uses later.

You ask them why they came to this place?

who knows.

It might just be that they find it boring and fun.

It could also be because they find it exciting or something.

These bored people might even think it's cool to play loud music and chant the Mantra of Compassion in the neighborhood at two or three in the morning (true story).

Since I'm just idling at home anyway, I might as well go out and have some fun.

For them, this trip here was just like any other day.

Normally I just wander aimlessly around the streets, but this time I came to this place with a specific purpose.

Let's see if we can find something to have fun with.

Calling them a social cancer is an overstatement.

But calling them useless scum wouldn't be an exaggeration.

Ignoring the "No Entry" sign at the entrance, seven or eight idle people barged into the abandoned hospital.

The last person even kicked the sign to the ground out of a mischievous urge to play.

"It's really impressive that you were able to find this place, Fukuda."

The red-haired man, nicknamed "Little Fukuda," led the way at the very front.

He grinned after hearing his companion's voice.

"Of course! Don't you know who I am?"

"Who do you think you are? You idiot."

"go away."

The group laughed and joked around.

They seemed completely unconcerned about the somewhat eerie atmosphere.

Nighttime, an abandoned hospital, littered with debris and covered in thick dust.

Add a few more who aren't afraid of death.

It has almost all the elements of a horror movie.

"It doesn't seem like there's anything fun to do."

One of the girls in the group said with some dissatisfaction.

It seems like there's nothing interesting here.

It was a little boring.

However, it didn't take effect immediately.

After all, they've only been here a short time.

And if you make too much noise and they stop playing with you in the future, that would be a problem.

With this in mind, the two girls remained relatively quiet and didn't cause too much trouble.

The remaining boys were laughing and joking around.

As they passed a room, one of the guys with a rather irritable kick kicked out again.

The door, which had been closed, was kicked open suddenly, probably because it had been in disrepair for many years.

The interior was then displayed before them.

As if a pause button had been pressed, the people walking in front suddenly became like ducks with their necks being choked, unable to utter a sound.

"What are you guys doing?"

The two girls following behind looked over, somewhat disgruntled, and peered into the room.

After seeing the scene inside the room clearly, his pupils gradually shrank until they were as small as pinheads.

Fear gradually appeared on his face.

It was as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

The room was a scene that shouldn't have been there.

The flickering candlelight and the magic circle emitting an eerie red glow.

Various things that looked like limbs and organs were soaking in the jar.

In the center of the room, a man dressed in a dark robe with his hair combed back was looking at them with a strange smile.

The facial features appear somewhat flat, and the wide-set eyes always remind one of animals like frogs.

The man opened his arms, revealing his thin arms, as if welcoming them.

But what terrified them was not the environment or the man.

Instead, on the ceiling above the roof, a terrifying monster was hoisting a man up by piercing his chest with its sharp feet.

Crimson blood dripped down the man's body and onto the magic circle on the ground.

As the blood flowed in, the light from the magic circle became even more dazzling.

On the other side of the ceiling, there was an identical monster making excited chirping noises.

"Help...me..."

Desperately reaching out his hand, the man helplessly cried for help towards the person at the door.

But this is clearly useless.

As if he had grown tired of playing, Rahm's sharp foot blade on the ceiling flicked and flung the man up.

Its ferocious mouth opened wide, then it bit down hard.

With a 'whoosh', half of the man's body disappeared into Rahm's mouth.

The remaining lower half of the body fell to the ground due to gravity.

"Welcome, lost sheep."

The man grinned.

Or rather, Bluebeard – Gilles de Rais laughed heartily.

It was as if he were a host welcoming guests to a banquet.

In a way, that seems to make sense.

These people, however, are not guests, but ingredients.

After Bluebeard finished speaking.

The spectator, Rahm, suddenly burst forth with incredible speed and rushed to the door.

After a pause, the sharp blade of foot was raised and slashed through the air.

A hideous wound suddenly appeared on the chest of the red-haired boy, Fukuda, who was standing at the front.

"Ahhhhh!!"

A piercing scream pierced the night sky.

This scream finally woke the group up.

Immediately, the group screamed and ran.

They scattered and fled like startled birds and beasts.

Completely disregarding his companion lying on the ground behind him, groaning in pain.

"Chirp chirp chirp!!!!"

'Happy! Humans!'

"----Chirp chirp chirp!!"

'Observation Structure'

An incomprehensible sound emanated from the source.

The Rahm didn't rush to chase after those people. Instead, it excitedly circled around the fallen Fukuda, as if observing something interesting.

Perhaps they find humans to be really interesting creatures.

Tilting its head, the Rahm pondered for a few seconds.

The sharp blades of the foot rose and then fell again.

“It hurts! It hurts so much!!”

"Chirp! Chirp chirp chirp!!"

'It barked! It barked! I'm so happy, so happy, so happy!'

As if it had discovered something extraordinary, the Rahm became instantly excited.

The sharp blades kept stabbing at Kagami Kofukuda's body.

Then cut it open.

"—Chirp! Chirp chirp chirp—"

'I see, so that's how it is.'

Excited shouts and piercing wails mingled together.

It seemed to come from the depths of hell.

"Roar, let's begin the hunt!"

“Dear Rahm.”

Inside the room, Bluebeard wore a maniacal grin.

At that moment, Rahm, who was chewing heartily on the ceiling, also came down from the ceiling.

They leisurely followed their companions and began to wander around the building.