My youth story cannot be a knight war

[“It looks like a guest has arrived.”]

[Patter. 】

[Baruba casually threw the handkerchief stained with Zain's blood on the ground and turned to the surrounding Gurongi.]

[“The warriors from Lindo have come to our door.”]

Surprise suddenly filled the faces of all the silent Gurongis. The leader of the "ME" Group, a female Mantis Gurongi named Me-Garima-Ba, frowned and asked her.

["What's going on? Why do the Lindos know this place?"]

[“…They’re probably chasing Zain. It must be this guy’s scent that attracted the Lindos here. I heard the sound of hounds outside.”]

Baruba glanced at Gooma, who was curiously surrounding the fallen Zain, sniffing his scent. Noticing her gaze, he lowered his head deeply, trying to hide the fear surging in his eyes. Baruba simply turned her gaze away indifferently.

[“Tsk! After so many eras, I didn’t expect these Lindos still like to play this boring taming trick so much.”]

Garima smacked his lips, his face gloomy as he covered his abdomen with his hands, as if recalling some unpleasant memories.

[“What should we do? Should we leave here? Or should we just rush out and kill them?”]

[Another Gurongi raised his hand and asked, his face full of eagerness and bloodthirsty desire. He was already bloodthirsty and had been holding back for so long that he was almost suffocating. These policemen who came to his doorstep were just the right thing to satisfy his desire to kill.]

"...Do you also want to break the rules of the game like this guy? Me-Biran-Gi."

[Baruba looked at it indifferently, pointed at Gooma squatting next to Zain, indicating that this was the fate of those who broke the rules.]

With a drop of wiped blood still stained on her face, she exuded a powerful intimidating presence. Biran, seeing her gaze, angrily lowered his raised right hand. A piranha tattoo on his right upper arm shone a dark green glow in the dim light.

[“It seems like we have no choice but to leave here. What should we do with this guy?”]

As it spoke, it turned to look at Zain, who was still lying on the ground, and Gooma, who was cowering beside him. Its eyes were full of disgust. Biran had always disliked these two guys, and it would be a pleasure to watch one of them being killed by Linduo.

"It's a Gurongi after all. It's not good to just leave it to Linduo. Let Gooma give it to—"

【Clang.】

Before Baruba could finish his words, two black cans rolled in from under the crack in the warehouse door.

[When all the Gurongis cast their gazes over there, one of them suddenly exploded, and a dazzling flash instantly illuminated the entire room! ]

[“Wow!!!”]

The Gooma closest to the flashbang was caught off guard and struck hard. As a bat-type Gurongi, already afraid of light, it screamed and covered its eyes with its hands, rolling around on the ground. The other Gurongi also closed their eyes in pain. Although their visual defenses far surpassed those of ordinary humans, it was definitely not easy.

[“Ahem! What is this!?”]

[At this moment, the remaining tank also exploded, and a thick compressed gas was released from the broken tank. All the Gurongi who smelled the smell changed their faces, covered their faces with their hands and quickly retreated.]

【“…What a useless thing.”】

Baruba, the only one present who remained unaffected, frowned as she looked at the two fallen ZU Gurongi. Her eyes were filled with disgust at Gooma's struggle.

Baruba reached out and removed his glove from his right hand. Two vines stretched out from his palm and bound the soles of their feet. With a single hand, he dragged the two Gurongi and the remaining personnel further into the warehouse.

Just as she was about to step into the corridor leading outside, she turned back to look at the warehouse door. The door was being pulled open by the police outside, allowing the dazzling sunlight to stream in. The light made Baruba squint slightly.

[“…See you next time, old friend.”]

[Her dark eyes peered through the dense smoke at the figure wearing a gas mask with his back to the sun. The corners of her mouth curved up, and she turned around and dragged the remaining two Gurongi into the corridor...]

……

[“No trace of the unidentified life form was found. Those guys escaped!”]

[Kousaka Kyosuke rushed in from outside the warehouse with the remaining police officers and scanned the scene in the warehouse vigilantly. After confirming that the smoke had dissipated, he immediately took off his gas mask, his face full of unwillingness.]

【boom! 】

[Kousaka Kyosuke clenched his fist and punched the shelf next to him. The iron storage shelf was dented with a clearly visible fist mark because of his angry punch.]

[“These guys… really have some really bad tastes.”]

[Officer Sugita, holding a pistol, walked up to him and frowned as he looked at the simulated dolls scattered around the warehouse, some of which were broken, some were tied to chairs, and some were stabbed in the chest with various sharp weapons.]

[“Officer Kosaka! Officer Sugita! The police dog suddenly rushed out, as if it had smelled those guys!”]

[Sakurai, the police officer standing by, suddenly changed his expression when he was listening to the information through his earphone and shouted at them.]

【“!?”】

[Kousaka Kyosuke immediately turned around and looked at him, his eyes as sharp as a steel blade drawn from its sheath.]

……

[“Mikado, wait a moment!”]

[A police dog in a numbered uniform ran quickly along the path in the warehouse area, heading for the nearest woods. The breeder behind him chased after it anxiously, but two legs could not outrun four legs after all, and soon the police dog named Mikado disappeared from his sight.]

[“Woof! Woof!”]

[The Emperor ran swiftly into a small path, then suddenly stopped and barked loudly, his bark full of hostility.]

[The reason it stopped was that a tall figure in tattered clothes suddenly jumped out of the woods nearby and stood in front of the Emperor without saying a word.]

【“——”】

Zain, whose injuries had not yet fully recovered, looked at the police dog in front of him that kept barking at him. His fierce face twitched, and his fists, as big as sandbags, were clenched tightly. His nails even pierced the flesh of his palms because of excessive force, and drops of blood dripped from his palms.

It recalled all the Gurongi who had been watching it being tortured by Baruba. Even Me-Garume-Re, who had previously been its underling, had laughed at it when it pleaded with her for a place in the game, their laughter filled with disdain and mockery.

All of the Gurongi's laughter from before now echoed in his ears. As a rhino, Zain, who was already extremely sensitive to all kinds of noise, now felt a splitting headache. Every laugh was like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart. Incomparable anger and humiliation spread in his heart, making it crazy.

[And now, even a hound tamed by Lin Duo dares to bark at me? ]

[Is this a mockery of myself now being worse than a dog? ]

【Snap.】

[“——Ua ...

Feeling the thread of sanity in his brain snap, Zain let out a roar like a ferocious beast, losing all rationality, and suddenly pounced on the still-barking Emperor!

[“Woof! Woof! Woof woof woof——”]

【"Emperor!!!"】

[The breeder's face changed drastically when he heard the scream. He immediately ran forward faster, leaving behind Kousaka Kyosuke and the others who were following him.]

[When Kousaka Kyosuke saw the breeder speed up, he also quickened his pace and followed closely behind him, leaving the remaining two middle-aged police officers completely behind.]

【“——”】

[Kousaka Kyosuke turned the corner, and the scene he saw made him suddenly speechless. ]

[The breeder was standing not far ahead, but unlike the image of vigor and confidence when they first met, although he was standing straight at this moment, his back revealed an incomparable sadness and sorrow.]

[The breeder suddenly knelt forward helplessly, with his hands on the blood-stained ground.]

[Not far ahead, a bloody dog ​​chain was left on the ground, and there was another one besides it——]

【Dog head.】

[That was the dog head of the Emperor. Blood was gushing out from its broken neck, dyeing the surrounding fallen leaves red. Judging from the irregular cut of the wound, it was probably torn off by Gurongi with pure physical violence.]

[“The Emperor——”]

[The breeder held up Mikado's head with trembling hands, and stroked its face. Looking at its dilated pupils and the blood flowing from its mouth, he recalled the warm memories of training with his beloved dog, and his heart ached so much that it was almost torn apart.]

[He held the remains of the Emperor in his arms, opened his mouth and let out a heart-wrenching roar, like a widowed male wolf.]

【"Emperor!!!!!!"】

【“…”】

[Kousaka Kyosuke, who was standing behind the keeper, and the two police officers Sugita and Sakurai who arrived later were speechless when they saw this scene. They lowered their heads in silence and faced the crying keeper with a moment of silence.]

【boom--】

[The roar of the engine came from behind, and Kousaka Kyosuke looked back and saw a figure wearing a helmet riding a dark Triangle Tracker 2000. ]

[Zaimokuza stopped his speeding motorcycle, reached out to take off his helmet, and was also speechless when he saw this tragic scene.]

[His clothes were soaked from falling into the water, and the injury on his right hand had not yet fully healed. There was still a large area of ​​skin and flesh in a charred state, and even cracked due to the rough behavior when driving the motorcycle. Blood dripped down his arm, also dyeing the road below him red.]

[Kousaka Kyosuke had never seen Zaimokuza like this before. Not only was his face pale, but his spirit and energy were also visibly different from when they parted. His eyes were even duller. Anyone could tell that he had suffered a huge blow.]

[The words I wanted to ask were swallowed back in my throat because I already had the answer in my heart.]

【Zaimokuza looked up at Kousaka Kyousuke, and their eyes intertwined in mid-air.】

【“…”】

[They said nothing, but it seemed like they had said everything. They just stared at each other in silence.]

51. What is “Human” (Two-in-One)

"What a miserable defeat! The Titan form is so powerless against the Squid Gurongi, who has mastered the almighty power of 'Fire'."

"The last time I had such a familiar feeling was the last time... No wonder it looked so familiar to me. Isn't this a replica of Turtle's resistance to the fifth-generation sublimated almighty kick?"

"That's quite manly, Zaimokuza~"

In a pure white space, Xu Guoliang crossed his legs, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the golden light curtain in front of him. The lenses of his glasses reflected the light, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly.

But his expression was very calm, and his tone was as calm as the Dead Sea, without any of the previous worry and anxiety.

It's very simple, because Xu Guoliang has completely let go of this, or in simple terms, he has given up.

A tree without bark is doomed to die, a person without shame is invincible, and a person who gives up is unmatched in the world.

Isn't it just that the protagonist was chosen wrongly? Isn't it just that the plot has changed drastically? Isn't it just that Gurongi's power has been greatly enhanced? It's all just a slap in the face~

Anyway, if we mess up in the end, the worst that can happen is that everyone is game over. Everyone in the world will get a one-way ticket to hell, and we will all get on the train to death with laughter. Maybe when I meet the devil cutting the ticket in the first class cabin, I can even proudly say:

"I have accomplished the feat of making everyone in the world cry together after my death!"

After all, once he, as the collective consciousness of mankind, sends it, it means that all human beings send it together.

And since everyone is going to die, isn't it okay to cry a little?

The death of one person means the death of all people. Throughout the history of mankind, is there any great man who can have such prestige and status?

The standard of the funeral was unprecedentedly high. The word "state funeral" was no longer enough to describe it. Perhaps a new term had been created - "world funeral", which sounded pretty good.

People's fear of death has always been rooted in loneliness and the unknown, but when they think that everyone will die with them, death seems to become less scary.

Therefore, he has now completely thrown away all negative emotions. He doesn't care about life or death, and will just fight if he doesn't accept it. He has changed from a worker who was thrown a huge mess to a person who enjoys having fun. He can even comment on the performance of Zaimokuza, the "protagonist" in the video, with relish. All he needs is a bucket of popcorn and a cup of Coke.

...If all the people in this world knew that the Alaya-vijnana, their last hope and shield, was actually such a lousy otaku wearing glasses, would they rather blow up the earth and commit suicide? After all, at least they could die with dignity this way.

"Hehehe~"

Every time he thought of this, Xu Guoliang would laugh with a hollow look in his eyes, his laughter full of sadness and despair.

After laughing, he picked up a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth.

Hmm~ It’s worthy of being stolen from the movie theater, the authentic popcorn manufacturer. It’s fried better than the ones sold on the market.

"Come on, Zaimokuza Iki."

"After all... you are the protagonist chosen by this "world"."

[A warehouse in the warehouse district, Shinagawa District, Tokyo City. ]

【01:35 AM 】

[“You look very depressed.”]

[Kousaka Kyousuke wrapped a bandage around Zaimokuza's bleeding right arm, speaking calmly.]

[Zaimokuza, who looked a little depressed, looked at Kousaka Kyosuke who was sitting next to him, and said with his pale lips.]

【"I……"】

[“Lost to number 21, huh?”]

[Kousaka Kyosuke wrapped the last exposed piece of skin with a bandage and tied a bow.]

【“…”】

【Zaimokuza lowered his head in silence and stopped talking. Seeing him like this, Kousaka Kyosuke felt like he was seeing a little white rabbit being caught by a bear to wipe its butt.】

[He reached out and slapped Zaimokuza's bandaged right arm a few times, and stood up amid the other's cry of pain.]

[“It’s not like you haven’t lost to unconfirmed life forms before. Whether it was number 3, number 6, or number 14, you were defeated in your first battle with them. But I’ve never seen you look so depressed after a defeat.”]