Self-cultivation of Kamen Rider ZIO

Chapter 615 The king sees the king

Yoshino, Warriors Headquarters.

In the quiet living room, Woz sat alone on the seat. On the table in front of him was a cup of tea prepared for him by the warrior organization. It was full and steaming, because people would come over every once in a while. Get him a new glass...whether he drinks it or not.

At first, Woz would take a sip to express his feelings, but after a long time, he was too lazy to pretend, unless he was really thirsty, otherwise he would just sit quietly in his seat and flip through the pages one by one. Looking at the "Demon Advent Calendar" in his hand, he let the cup of tea on the table change from hot to cold, then was poured out and replaced with new tea, and so on.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sky outside the house was gradually dimming from bright to dark. Before you knew it, an afternoon had passed.

The tea was removed and replaced with dinner.

Then dinner was removed, the lights were turned on, and night fell.

During this period, Woz didn't see anyone who could make decisions about the major affairs of the warrior organization. He just waited and waited... since Tachibana Sejiro brought him here and left alone, he has been waiting.

He has a lot of patience.

In fact, his patience has always been plentiful.

As long as he can still see Wang's back, he will never be lost.

There was no anxiety in his heart.

He believed that Mr. Tachibana Sejiro, who brought him here, would only narrate the facts objectively, neither embellishing nor deliberately smearing.

Therefore, he is easy.

At this moment, the only ones who will feel anxious are the members of the warrior organization who suddenly learned of the incredible information.

Therefore, they will hesitate, hesitate, have disputes, and make difficult choices, of course.

Woz had anticipated this and understood it.

He just... couldn't help but think a little bit, looking like he was distracted.

After the last White Woz incident, Woz, who re-read "The Advent Calendar", has a new understanding of the content of the book.

What he heard from the Time Management Bureau at the beginning was not the real history of "Advent of the Devil", and the first recorded content in this book is not actually the real history of "Advent of the Devil", it is just what the future old devil king expected. A first draft of the history.

The true history is unknown, and may even have been completely destroyed.

Those undead time souls who can't afford to lose are trying to tamper with the established future with the shattered past, while His Majesty the Demon King of the future is trying to make the established future reverse the real past.

Before, Woz had always thought that His Majesty the Demon King's route to become king was from [past] to [future].

But recently, Woz has been thinking, maybe, his majesty's real route to becoming a king is not from the [past] to the [future], but from the [future] to the [past]... um, or Yes, recovery?
For this process, His Majesty the young Demon King has done very well, even exceeding the expectations of the future His Majesty the Old Demon King.

At the feet of the young Demon King, history has opened up a road that the old Demon King had never imagined.

He was pleasantly surprised and relieved.

then……

He wants more!
Even if this "more" will disrupt the backhand he has prepared, it will add a bit of uncertainty to the established future that the undead crave.

But it is not important.

Importantly, he saw a new path.

A better path.

Everything is still in time.

[I always have plenty of time. 】

This is a sentence that His Majesty the Demon King often says.

[Ah, isn't it natural?You are the king of time. ]
[Time] has always been attached to his king, [past] yes, [now] yes, [future] even more!
Woz's dilated pupils contracted, turned his head, and looked towards the door.

He heard footsteps.

A hale and hearty old man walked to the door, raised his hand to let the people behind him wait outside, and entered the living room by himself.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Upon hearing this, Woz stood up with a polite smile on his face.

long wait?This is where to go.

If you cannot make a decision [today], then you will never reach the real [tomorrow].

I have plenty of patience.

Do you want to guess, this is the first time you have said this sentence to me?
Thinking of such mischief, Woz shook his head more politely with a smile on his face and said: "Where, this is a very important matter, and it is appropriate to be more cautious."

"Thank you for understanding, you did give us a problem."

The old man walked to the seat opposite Woz and made a "please" gesture to Woz.

"sit."

The two sides sat down and reported their identities to each other.

The old man introduced himself as the leader of the warrior organization.

Woz introduces himself as a diplomat for the Bureau of History.

Then the old man asked Woz some questions.

Woz answered one by one, most of which were some of the knowledge he had told Tachibana Sejiro. Rather than saying that the old man was asking questions, it would be better to say that he was confirming something.

Finally, the old man pondered for a long time, raised his head, looked straight into Woz's eyes and said, "I want to see your leader."

"Want to see... my Majesty the Devil?" Woz nodded and said, "Well, a reasonable request."

However, a title in Woz's words was more eye-catching than his nod.

The old man's brows were furrowed and he asked, "Wait, you said... the devil king?"

"Ah, yes, Demon King." Woz said indifferently, "The title given by the enemy wants to slander and annoy our king, but our king likes this title very much, so he readily accepts it and will This title has been given to them... Hehe, they must be very happy to get this result, right? After all, this title was given to them."

The old man was noncommittal. He didn't point out the hidden warning in Woz's words, but just repeated his request.

"I want to meet your leader. There is something I need to confirm with him...that is a quid pro quo. If he can do it, I will let the warrior organization fully cooperate with your actions."

"Is that so?"

Woz took a deep look at the old man, stood up, stepped back respectfully, faced his seat, touched his chest with his right hand, and bent slightly.

"Then, please express your wish to my Majesty the Demon King respectfully."

The old man frowned and looked at Woz's movements in puzzlement.

"What are you talking about..."

In the middle of the conversation, the voice of the old man who caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye stopped abruptly, and his eyes instantly returned to the seat where Woz was sitting before. Looking at the young man who seemed to be sitting there from the beginning, there was an involuntary look on his face. A look of astonishment.

"Who are you!?"

"I?"

On the seat, the young man tilted his head with a calm smile, looked at the old man in surprise and replied.

"That's weird, didn't you want to see me?"

(End of this chapter)