Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

Let alone fighting, he didn't even have enough strength to play a prank.

"It's been a long time, Ripple!"

Taking a deep breath, Joseph's eyes froze.

Dots of golden lightning flashed between his brows.

'Already this weak? '

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

This is really, the lowest in history.

He even felt that the ripples he could raise 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 amplify himself, and quietly peep at the aunt next door.

Tsk, now that I think about it, my taste at that time was really bad.

"Mr. Joseph! This is it!"

The doctor standing by the bed said in panic.

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

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

That's right, extraction.

Joseph's body has aged very seriously.

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

If Joseph had practiced ripples occasionally over the years, and even maintained a minimum of ripple breathing, he wouldn't have fallen to this point.

But Joseph has no regrets.

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

With a grin, Joseph felt that his head seemed to be clearer.

Compared with the muddleheaded state before, he is now the one who bears the name of Joestar.

Little ripples were squeezed out of Joseph's body, and the golden light soon covered his whole body.

Should it be said that Joseph is worthy of being 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 the breathing technique alone, he is not even inferior to that brat back then.

Under the nourishment of the ripples, Joseph's face gradually became younger.

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

The machine in the room used to monitor Joseph's physical condition was constantly sounding alarms.

Screaming alarms reveal a bloody reality.

Joseph was overdrawing his few lives.

Biting his lips tightly, 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 wanted to bribe him to poison Joseph, but he refused without hesitation.

He will not hurt the people he respects most.

"Do not be sad."

Turning his head and glanced at the doctor, Joseph comforted him:

"I, Joseph Joestar, am a descendant of the Joestar family."

"What's the point of lying on a sickbed and dying?"

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

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

When I was young, I fought with the man in the pillar ten thousand years ago, carrying the expectations of my 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 vampires who had been entangled with Joestar's family for hundreds of years.

This dazzling life should not end with dying of old age on a hospital bed.

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

"Mr. Joseph..."

The doctor standing by the bed wiped his eyes carelessly.

He wants to witness this scene well.

How can there be no witnesses to the end of the hero?

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

The alarm clock on Joseph's bed turned wildly, making harsh sounds.

The street outside the window was a mess.

Countless people are running around, they can't understand what is happening in this world.

Panic spread among 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 the purple vines quietly wrapped around his palm.

"Please, Hermit Purple!"

"Fulfill my expectations!"

Raising his right hand high, Joseph's eyes shone brightly.

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

There was no one to connect him with the frail old man lying on the hospital bed.

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

The purple vines twisted restlessly, as if they were looking for something.

A few seconds later, one of the vines suddenly pointed in one direction.

The remaining vines immediately rushed out together.

In the doctor's widened eyes, the front part of the hermit's purple submerged into the void.

"here we go."

Joseph, who didn't know when to sit up, grinned and stared at the air in front of him.

He knew that he was close to success.

From the time he quarreled with Cesar, bits and pieces over the years came to his mind.

Countless battles, and those unforgettable friends.

Joseph's eye sockets gradually turned 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 beside the bed couldn't control it anymore, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Mr. Joseph."

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

It looked like he was just taking a nap.

It seems that as long as he calls, he will touch his head and sit up from the bed.

Complaining in that peculiar tone of his.

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, and he didn't know what the result would be.

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

1939, April 2.

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

That fellow Xisa actually rushed in just like that.

"hateful."

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

It was left over from the previous fight with Caesar.

"Wait, what is this?!"

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

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

At the same time, there was also the memory of the old Joseph.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

The influx of a large number of memories made Joseph feel very painful, and he couldn't help shouting.