Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

"Long time no see, Ripple!"

Taking a deep breath, Joseph's eyes narrowed.

A little golden lightning flashed between his eyebrows.

'Are you so weak already? ’

Feeling the subtle ripples, Joseph felt a little helpless in his heart.

This is really the lowest in history.

He even felt that the ripples he could lift now might not be as good as when he was five years old.

At that time, he was already able to use the power of ripples to increase himself, and secretly peeked at the aunt next door.

Gee, thinking about it now, I had really bad taste at that time.

"Mr. Joseph! You are!"

The doctor standing by the bed said in a panic.

Although he is just an ordinary person, as one of Joseph's most trusted people, he still has some understanding of the existence of ripples and doubles.

He knew very well that forcibly extracting the ripples with Joseph's current physical state was tantamount to suicide.

Yes, it is extraction.

Joseph's body has aged very badly.

The result of not using ripples for so many years is that there is no ripple in his body.

If Joseph had occasionally practiced the ripples over the years, even maintaining a minimum rippled breathing would not have been reduced to this point.

But Joseph has no regrets.

What could be more romantic than growing old with someone you love?

With a grin, Joseph felt that his head seemed to clear up a lot.

Compared to the state of confusion before, now he is the one who bears the name of Joestar.

A little ripple was squeezed out of Joseph's body, and golden light soon covered his whole body.

Should it be said that Joseph is indeed a natural ripple messenger?

Even though it has been abandoned for many years, he still quickly found the original feeling.

In terms of proficiency in breathing techniques alone, he is not even inferior to that stubborn boy back then.

Moisturized by the ripples, Joseph's face gradually became younger.

But the doctor on the side was not happy at all.

The machine in the room, which monitors Joseph's physical condition, is constantly sounding the alarm.

The blaring alarm reveals a **** reality.

Joseph was overdrawing his few lives.

Biting his lip, the doctor tried to control his tears.

After following Joseph for so many years, the relationship between them is no longer a simple employment relationship.

Countless people tried to bribe him to poison Joseph, but he refused without hesitation.

He doesn't hurt the people he respects the most.

"Do not be sad."

Turning his head to look at the doctor, Joseph said comfortably:

"I, Joseph Joestar, are the descendants of the Joestar family."

"What's the point of dying in a hospital bed?"

"Shining a dazzling light at the end of my life, this is my best ending."

Throughout Joseph's life, it is like a heroic epic.

When he was young, he fought against the man in the pillar ten thousand years ago, carrying the expectations of his friends, and defeated an enemy that was theoretically impossible to defeat.

Decades later, he resolutely embarked on a journey to Egypt for his daughter.

Together with his companions, he defeated the vampire who had been entangled with the Joestar family for hundreds of years.

This dazzling life should not end in old age and death in a hospital bed.

Now, Joseph personally wrote the final ending for his life!

"Mr. Joseph..."

The doctor standing beside the bed wiped his eyes carelessly.

He wants to witness this scene well.

The end of the hero, how can there be no witnesses?

"Da da da da da da da da!!"

The alarm clock on the head of Joseph's bed turned frantically, making a harsh sound.

The street outside the window was a mess.

Countless people are running around, they can't understand what's going on in this world.

Panic spreads through the crowd.

But none of this has anything to do with the two people in the room.

"Oooo!"

Joseph let out a low growl, and purple vines quietly wrapped around his palm.

"Please, Hermit Purple!"

"Respond to my expectations!"

Raising his right hand high, Joseph's eyes twinkled.

At this moment, he is like a lion on the grassland.

No one connected him to the frail old man lying in the hospital bed.

It seemed that he really heard Joseph's words, and the creeping Hermit Purple seemed to be stimulated.

The purple vines twisted restlessly, as if searching for something.

After a few seconds, the vines suddenly pointed in one direction.

The remaining vines rushed out immediately.

In the doctor's wide eyes, the front section of Hermit's Purple sank into the void.

"here we go."

Joseph, who sat up at some point, grinned and stared at the air in front of him.

He knew that he was about to succeed.

From the quarrel with Cesar, bits and pieces over the years came to his mind.

Countless battles and unforgettable friends.

Joseph's eyes gradually became red.

How could these things be forgotten!

"Go! Carry my hope!"

At this moment, the light from Joseph's ripples lit up the entire room.

The doctor at the bedside couldn't hold back any longer, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Mr. Joseph."

When the light dissipated, Joseph lay quietly on the bed with a quiet smile on the corner of his mouth.

It looked like he was just taking a nap.

It seemed that as long as he called out, he would touch his head and sit up from the bed.

Complain in his peculiar tone.

But the doctor knew that he would never wake up again.

"There is no doubt that you ended as a hero."

Covering his face, the doctor said with all his strength.

He didn't know what Joseph wanted to do, or what the outcome would be.

But he was willing to believe that Joseph died without regret after fulfilling his wish.

1939, February 26.

Joseph, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked at the building not far away in disgust.

That guy, Cesar, actually rushed in like this.

"hateful."

Scratching his head irritably, there was still a little scarlet on Joseph's face.

It was left over from the previous fight with Cesar.

"Wait, what is this?!"

Just as he was about to find Cesar, a purple vine emerged from the void and wrapped around Joseph's wrist.

Before Joseph could react, a large number of ripples poured into Joseph's body through purple vines.

At the same time, the memories of the elderly Joseph poured in.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The flood of memories made Joseph feel so distressed that he couldn't help shouting.

Chapter Thirteen is Coming

"JOJO! What's wrong with you?"

Lisa Lisa in the room rushed out of the room immediately after hearing Joseph's painful screams.

Anxiety speaks for itself, but Joseph is completely indifferent to Lisa Lisa right now.

What the **** is this!

Covering his head tightly, Joseph felt that his head was about to explode.

A large number of pictures were constantly playing in his mind.

Cesar's death, Abdel's death, Ichi's death, Kakyoin's death, Polnareff's death.

There are also the deaths of Jotaro and Xu Lun.

The death of these people has almost become Joseph's nightmare. Whenever the dead of night is quiet, self-blame and pain will quietly creep into his heart, biting Joseph's heart.

He is not a man who will be trapped in the past, but the successive departure of his companions and children is always a hurdle for this man who laughs all day long.

He knew of Touhou Jousuke's existence very early on, but he didn't want to touch the child.

Because he didn't want this kid to get involved in the world of stand-in messengers.

Unfortunately, he still woke up as a substitute.

These regrets burst out at the last moment of the old Joseph's life, and were willfully shoved to the young Joseph.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Joseph, who was kneeling on the ground, shouted and slammed his head into the snow.

Then the sound was lost.

"JOJO!"