Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Otherwise, why would you hit someone?

I clearly remember there was no one on the road before, right?

Although her mind was full of questions, Iori apologized to the other party immediately.

After all, I was the one who hit the person first.

Moreover, with himself naked and reeking of alcohol, no one would believe he wasn't drunk.

Saying more won't help; just apologize directly.

Iori, who is already very experienced, knows exactly what she should do now.

"fine."

The person Iori bumped into also smiled and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

Seeing this, Iori breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm so glad this person didn't pursue the matter.

As a member of the diving club.

Iori knew very well that if a man reeking of alcohol and naked got into a fight with someone at night, it was a real possibility.

So the police will definitely side with the other side in the end.

After all, someone reeking of alcohol doesn't look like a good person.

Why would members of the diving club know such strange knowledge?

emmmmm........

who cares.

After repeatedly apologizing to the other party, Iori continued walking home with an indifferent gait.

Although he felt he was still quite lucid and walking normally.

But to passersby, this guy was undoubtedly drunk.

Speaking of which, Iori was a little nervous when she bumped into someone.

After all, I've heard that things aren't very peaceful in the area lately.

It seems there have been quite a few cases of missing children.

Iori has also been following these news reports.

However, considering that I am already an adult, I didn't take it too seriously.

After all, that's how people are; they always feel uneasy unless the blame falls on them personally.

Watching Iori's departing figure, Luo Zhen simply smiled.

Compared to the passionate youth of others.

The most memorable protagonist in Luo Zhen's youth was this eccentric character who liked to drink heavily and run around naked.

It could be because of the other person's high emotional intelligence, or it could be because the other person painted a picture of a wonderful college life.

A reliable mentor, a mischievous friend, a lovely childhood sweetheart, and the joys of youth.

These are things that people yearn for.

Moreover, Iori, who is the protagonist in these scenarios, is a rare type of character that makes people like him and want to be his friend.

Seeing Iori drunk now, I can't help but feel a bit emotional.

But it was just a feeling of regret.

I have other things to do right now.

This morning, a report came from the base in Izu.

One of the photos caught Luo Zhen's attention.

A starfish-shaped monster.

This Luo Zhen is all too familiar.

Bluebeard, whom he recently defeated, was very fond of this kind of cheap cannon fodder.

Originally, Ryougi didn't care after killing Bluebeard.

After all, he's killed a lot of guys.

Among them are many anime characters who were very popular in their previous lives.

However, Luo Zhen did not hesitate at all when he took action.

Those so-called charismatic villains or even anti-human characters should just stay in anime and manga.

If it were to actually come to the real world, it would be best to exist in the form of a corpse.

Otherwise, Luo Zhen would personally send them on their way.

Of course, not all of them were killed.

Only a few die-hards would be swiftly and decisively killed by Luo Zhen.

The rest will basically be sent to the base.

They can either be used as guinea pigs or as Class D personnel.

They're all consumables anyway.

These guys basically won't last more than four or five months before they're all replaced with a new batch.

The longest-lived Class D personnel was former Chairman Sakayanagi.

The reason is that after being injected with a modified version of Compound V, he successfully advanced from a Class D personnel to—

Laboratory mice.

It's still lying on the lab table.

Yes, congratulations!

These politicians all have some kind of grand ambition: to change the world, make a name for themselves in history, or achieve small goals such as promoting human progress or regression.

Sakayanagi can be seen as promoting human progress in another way.

That can be considered as fulfilling his goal.

Although he himself may not be willing.

But who cares?

Return to the present.

Luo Zhen did indeed sense something unusual after arriving in Izu.

This aura is similar to that of the previous Bluebeard.

But it's even more disgusting.

It's like the smell of a dead bird's carcass being stuffed into a space and fermenting and rotting.

Simply put, it's pickled puffin.

Some people may not know what this is.

Simply put, it involves stuffing a dead auk into the anus of a seal carcass to ferment, and then cutting it open and removing the auk after fermentation.

Simply suck out the juice inside.

To be honest, just thinking about it makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, the aura that Luo Zhen felt was probably even more disgusting than this thing.

It's comparable to those expired fermented herring cans that food bloggers buy specifically for the sake of their shows.

Withdrawing his senses, Luo Zhen lightly tapped his finger.

The surrounding shadows suddenly surged.

Countless circular lights emerged from the darkness.

It looks like the eyes of some kind of creature.

Before Luo Zhen could speak, the shadows scattered automatically.

Their mission was very clear.

First, find Bluebeard.

Second, eliminate all the starfish monsters you encounter along the way.

Although both types can be summoned in large numbers at will, their combat strength is not equal.

It can only be said that there are differences even among cannon fodder.

Bluebeard, who was leisurely reading the textbook of the City of Desolation in his magic workshop, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

It seemed that something ominous was watching him.

Chapter 1163 Let me see what secrets you have

Inside the dimly lit magic workshop, Bluebeard, looking anxious, paced back and forth.

He always felt that he was being watched by something very ominous.

This feels really wrong.

It's like a venomous snake on the savanna being discovered by a honey badger.

The most likely outcome is that it will be bitten to death and eaten by that unfortunate thing.

At that moment, Bluebeard felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

It was as if every cell in his body was sending him a warning.

Tell him to get out of here as soon as possible.

But in fact, he has already changed magic workshops twice.

This is what he did after killing a man who lived alone; he then occupied the man's apartment and temporarily used it as a magic workshop.

Strictly speaking, it's not very suitable, and it's not convenient to use.

But at least it's usable, albeit barely.

After all, he was currently hiding from something dangerous.

But every time I changed positions, I would soon feel that inexplicable sense of crisis again.

No matter what you do, it's useless.

That vague sense of crisis became more and more obvious as time went by.

It's like the Sword of Damocles, which could fall at any moment.

In the shadows behind Bluebeard.

A gaunt, strange figure stood silently.

Like a mouse lurking in the shadows.

As Bluebeard paced anxiously, the candlelight in the room flickered.

A little light shone on the figure.

Its body was completely hairless, with pale skin, sharp ears, and a head and claws like a dog's.

Ghoul.

It is a relatively common type of abnormal organism.

However, this thing has such a wide range.

So although they are all called ghouls, there are still quite a few differences between them.

The ghoul behind Bluebeard is a typical example of a Kelvin-type creature.

He has intelligence, but it's not high.

One or two of them are a bit crazy.