Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

And this fuse has already been prepared.

"Vampire beast, how did you finish the task you ordered?"

In the darkness, a Digimon with the appearance of a long-bearded old man quietly appeared.

Holding a gorgeous scepter of dark style in his hand, the crimson eyes seem to hide the greed that can never be filled.

"It's almost done, Lord Barba."

In front of the little evil beast, the majestic vampire beast looked extremely humble at this time.

The face that was always full of cunning and sinister looks now had a pleasing look.

"very good."

Nodding, Barbamon is in a very good mood.

"Soon, the human world will soon be mine."

Barbamon, holding a scepter, said confidently.

Greedy desire can drive human progress and growth.

But endless greed will only make people lose their reason and ability to judge, and bring disaster to themselves.

Chapter 517 Are you going to have a picnic?

In the alley, a large mushroom with limbs and facial features sticks its head out, carefully peeping around.

Its name is Mushroommon, a growing Digimon.

The head cover, which was supposed to be brightly colored, now looks a little wilted.

Not long ago, it came to the human world happily with its companions, ready to have some fun.

After all, the opportunity to travel to the human world is rare.

As for the human world will there be any danger?

They are not worried about this mushroom beast.

After all, they are just a bunch of cowardly humans.

Even if those so-called chosen children left the Digimon, they were just ordinary humans.

As for the rumor that the vampire beast attacked the human world and was beaten back, it is not unheard of.

But it's just a rumor after all.

They have also heard rumors that a growing Digimon wields a planet to beat the Ultra and then dominate the Digital World.

Just listen to this kind of thing.

So they happily broke into the human world.

Then..............

There's no after that.

When they came to the human world through that circular hole, a pair of radiant emerald green compound eyes appeared in front of them.

The breath of bloodthirsty and dangerous exudes unscrupulously.

It seemed that the next second would rush up and tear them to shreds.

The original laughter disappeared little by little.

The smiles on the faces of the mushroom beasts gradually disappeared.

That's when they realized something wasn't right.

What about the human world?

What the **** is this thing that has absolutely nothing to do with humans except for the human shape?

Before the mushroom beasts could understand, the scarlet monster moved.

The dark claws were raised high and then swung down.

The miserable cries came, and it was hard to imagine what kind of **** the companions behind them were suffering from.

The mushroom beast doesn't know, its mind is blank.

The body moved before the brain, and without hesitation, abandoned the good friend who bullied other Digimon together on weekdays.

I can't remember anything in my mind, I can't recall the previous memory at all.

It was as if he had been hit by his own nirvana.

"The eyes..."

Hiding behind the trash can with his knees in his arms, the mushroom beast suddenly remembered his previous eyes.

What to say about those eyes.

It's hard to describe in words.

It was a look that looked more like a Digimon than them.

Bloodthirsty, violent, a hint of madness that is deeply hidden.

And something else.

For some reason, Mushroom Beast suddenly felt that such eyes seemed a bit handsome.

Facing the puddle on the ground, Mushroom Beast tried to imitate it.

But still to no avail.

I always feel like it's even more brutal.

Just like those eyes over there......

"Ah?"

The mushroom beast noticed something abnormal.

Looking at the reflection of the puddles on the ground, it was silent for a while, and then he turned his head shaky.

as predicted.

The scarlet monster covered in scars was watching it quietly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

The screams like slaughtering pigs can be heard far away, and those who hear them are sad.

Assuming someone could hear it, unfortunately not.

Back at the research institute, Joseph and the little knight were not there.

In addition to Luo Zhen, there is only one person named Asukai Kiji.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Not at all."

Standing beside Luo Zhen, Asuka Jing Muji still looked like that was neither salty nor bland.

The dark scarf blocked most of the lower half of his face, and only the tip of his nose was exposed.

Today, Luo Zhen, who is wearing the outfit Asukai Kiji wears, always feels very familiar.

It's like seeing it somewhere.

"I say..........."

Looking at Luo Zhen's side face, Asuka Jinguki has a look of hesitating to speak.

There seems to be something to say.

When he was alone with Luo Zhen, Asukai Kiji was always a little overwhelmed.

I have something I want to say but I don't know how to say it.

Want to say something but don't know if it's appropriate.

"What's wrong."

Luo Zhen looked at Asuka Jinguki with some doubts.

He seemed to have guessed something vaguely.

"There seems to be a lot of stuff about Digimon lately."

After pursing his lips, Asuka Iikiki changed the subject and said.

She hasn't figured out what to say yet.

"Well, it might be very busy next time."

Nodding Luo Zhen responded.

In fact, almost everyone can feel the atmosphere of the mountain and the rain.

Not only the Digimon that appear frequently, but also some of the news above.

The whole institute was busy again.

This statement is not accurate.

In fact, the Institute has been busy on weekdays.

The recent busyness has suddenly risen a notch.

"Then, after the work is done."

After a few seconds of pause, Asuka Iikiki seemed determined and said:

"Are we going to have a picnic together then?"

? ? ?

At a certain moment, Luo Zhen felt dazed, dazed, puzzled, and wanted to go home and sleep.

Every time this happens, Luo Zhen really wants to go home and stay home.

And Luo Zhen's biggest question is why Asuka Iikiki thought of this.

Aware of Luo Zhen's doubts, Asuka Jinguki felt bitter in his heart.

In fact, she had no idea about picnics either.

Mainly because a few months ago—

"I said, Luo Zhen."

With his hands behind his head, Joseph looked at Luo Zhen beside him and asked:

"As a 17- or 8-year-old young man, wouldn't it be boring to clock in and clock in every day?"

"I think it's okay, what's wrong JOJO?"

Put down the document in his hand, Luo Zhen asked.

He didn't feel anything at first, but when Joseph said this, he suddenly felt a little bored.

"Because I see that you are always bored at home and in the research institute, and you are a little curious."

Although I wanted to say that those strange and various abnormal creatures were interesting enough, Luo Zhen still listened to Joseph quietly.

"so?"

"Is there anything you really want to do, or something you're curious about but haven't done."

"no?"

"think carefully?"

Under Joseph's questioning, Luo Zhen said a few things that he wanted to do but didn't do:

"If you insist, go to the cinema to watch a movie, go out for a picnic or something?"

"Don't you usually go?"

"I don't mind going alone."