Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

A little tired now.

Get a good night's sleep, tomorrow is a new day.

At dawn the next day, Yoshiya Zaiyashiki came to the Japanese room where he usually held meetings with the help of his wife.

In front of the edge, several pillars who stayed up all night were gathering to study the items brought back by purgatory Kyojuro.

Overnight is a very normal thing for these columns.

After all, ghosts haunt at night.

Occasionally, there is a case of chasing and killing a certain evil spirit all night.

But this situation is good when they become stronger.

However, Shitotsu Wuichiro looked a little out of spirit.

This super genius who has become a column after holding a knife for two months is still a little accustomed to staying up late.

No evil spirit has been able to last an entire night on his hands.

"Everyone, you've worked hard."

Being helped to sit down at the junction of shadow and sunlight, Yoya Zaiyashiki said softly.

Last night, he was going to stay and learn about these items with a few people.

But under the strong request of everyone, he was helped by his wife back to the room to rest.

In fact, he didn't get much rest last night.

It's completely understandable that I can't sleep because I'm too excited.

"Good morning, my lord."

After Yoshiya arrived at the maternity house, several people invariably put down the items in their hands and saluted Yoshiya in the maternity house.

Several people present respected Yoshiya from the bottom of their hearts.

"How about the weapons that Xingjulang brought back."

After a few chats, Yoya Zaiyashiki went straight to the topic.

Said to be greetings, to be precise, to deal with the greetings of several pillars.

For example, a certain immortal Kawamiya.

"These items are of great help in eliminating evil spirits at present."

"But it's a shame that we haven't mastered the method yet."

With his head lowered, Immortal Kawamiya said.

Purgatory Kyojuro brought back a lot of things, including many firearms.

The background of Ghost Slayer is the Taisho period, at which time guns have been introduced to Japan, and even many police officers are equipped with guns.

Such as pistols and rifles have been relatively perfect.

Therefore, it is not unfamiliar to several members of the Gun Ghost Killing Team.

The firearms brought back by Purgatory Kyojuro are equipped with special bullets, and according to their experiments last night, they do have a strong lethality to ghosts.

There are many other items that will not be described one by one.

But unfortunately, these people are not very good at using guns.

Although it can rely on its own powerful qualities to ensure that the hands will not tremble, there are still many shortcomings in actual combat.

Again, the essence of these people is swordsmen.

Except for the immortal Kawami, several people know nothing about firearms.

That's right!

Immortal Kawami can use a gun.

Even in the battle with Shang Xian Yi Hei Shi Mu, the swordsmanship of the famous reeds - four bursts of close-range fire guns was reproduced.

Even so, the immortal Kawamiya is very difficult to use these firearms brought back by purgatory Kyojuro.

It was only under the guidance of Purgatory Kyojuro that he learned to use it.

Purgatory Kyojuro specially conducted a month-long training in marksmanship and other aspects before returning.

The purpose is to help others learn when they come back.

"It doesn't matter, I believe that Shimi and you will master it very quickly."

Shaking his head, Miyashiki Yoya said with a smile.

He has always had confidence in the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer.

"It's Mr. Rozen and Mr. Joseph."

Butterfly Ninja, who was standing on the side, caught the two people who were standing not far away from the corner of his eyes, and said with some 'surprise'.

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In the early morning, Luo Zhen woke up in a Japanese-style room.

The light outside made him squinted a little uncomfortable.

Sitting up slowly, the quilt printed with the wisteria pattern naturally slipped off.

The early morning sun shines on the sliding door, leaving shadows cast into the room.

The upper body was submerged in the shadows, and only a pair of pale golden pupils could be seen clearly.

The pupils in these shadows are a bit like the eyes that often appear in horror movies.

But compared to those eyes full of madness and bloodthirsty, these pupils gave people a cold and ruthless feeling.

Even looking somewhere, it gives the illusion of looking further away.

After a while, Luo Zhen finally woke up from the dazed state when he woke up in the morning, and the cold feeling slowly dissipated.

But if you cover Luo Zhen's face and only look at these eyes, it will still give people a feeling of indifference.

Luo Zhen himself was a little helpless about this.

His eyes seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

Ah, it wasn't there before.

That's fine.

Shaking his head, Luo Zhen found that he did not know when he had developed this habit of teasing himself.

Maybe it's because it makes him feel less deserted, or because it makes him feel more sure of his presence?

After getting dressed and going out to wash, Luo Zhen happened to meet Joseph who had also finished washing.

A simple summer dress and a long scarf made it difficult to tell whether he was hot or cold.

Although Luo Zhen had heard of that kind of summer scarves, Joseph's was obviously not.

And Luo Zhen didn't quite understand what kind of idea he was wearing in summer.

Maybe it's the same concept as being open in winter.

perhaps.

"Morning, Luo Zhen."

Sitting on the edge with a cup of hot tea in his hand, Joseph said to Luo Zhen with a smile.

Although when he was young, Joseph has always expressed that he likes and Coke.

Until I was in my 60s, I said that I only needed instant coffee.

But after getting old, I started drinking tea.

Although he himself is a real 19-year-old young man, there have been some changes after receiving the memory of his old self.

At least there is no resistance to drinking tea slowly.

"Morning."

Walking to Joseph's side and sitting down, Luo Zhen nodded as a response.

The sitting posture of the two is free and easy, while the other seems to be somewhat quite satisfactory.

Luo Zhen never liked to be prominent in public.

To put it simply, it is how to come when you are not outstanding when you are outside.

As long as others see you and pass them over like they see passers-by, it is the most perfect state.

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After putting down the teacup in his hand, Joseph looked in a certain direction, his eyes flashing.

"Xiaojurou and the others seem to have been trying what he brought back last night."

"Yeah, I heard that too."

Although he didn't deliberately listen, Luo Zhen still heard some of the exchanges between Purgatory Xingjulang and the others.

Especially when they mentioned their name more clearly.

It was like whispering in his own ear.

You can ignore it or listen carefully.

Luo Zhen was quite patient with the pillars of these ghost killing teams.

Not just because of their experiences and actions.

More because of some white-haired dwarf.

About two days ago—

"I said, Luo Zhen."

"...What are you doing?"

Luo Zhen, who was standing in front of the sink and brushing his teeth, asked with a pair of dead fish eyes.

To be honest, I received a call from this little white-haired dwarf early in the morning, and I was really not very happy.

"We've known each other for years, haven't we?"

"I've taken good care of you for so many years, haven't I?"

On the other end of the phone, Teresa said while flipping through the latest Houm comics.

She bought this Hom comic with her pocket money without telling Rita.

Well, the presidents of dignified institutions have to use their personal pocket money to read comics.

You ask her where did the pocket money come from?

It's all that she usually saved with great difficulty.

Although her salary is quite high, her expenses are not small.

It feels so desperate to think about it.

"...........speak English."

Spit out the foam in his mouth, Luo Zhen said angrily.

Every time this guy speaks in such an old-fashioned tone, it's definitely not good.

The last time she spoke to Luo Zhen in this tone of voice, she hoped that Luo Zhen could bring her the latest Houm comics while Rita was on guard.

Still at work.

Thanks to this little white-haired dwarf, Luo Zhen was almost destroyed by Rita as an accomplice of Teresa's work and fishing.

Fortunately, Luo Zhen's eyes and hands were quick, and he took the initiative to report Theresa before Rita started, and also took out the chat recording of the two to escape.

"Well, aren't you going to the world of the Blade of Ghost Slayer?"

"According to what you said, there seem to be many very good swordsmen in that world."