Knight Does Not Need Youth Love Story

Although Yato has gradually learned to face the world with a passionate attitude in the trivial life of a hundred years, his character has gradually moved closer to a human being with flesh and blood from a high god.

But don't forget, he is a disaster god.

There are countless souls who died under his hands.

This bloody past has long been an inseparable part of Yato and is deeply buried in his heart.

Raising his hand, a sharp knife light slashed at the ferocious ghost beast.

"[Hand of Hell]!"

The huge rotten hands grabbed Yato, and the disgusting rotten smell seemed to be smelt in the air.

However, Yato on the opposite side did not change his face, and swung the long knife in his hand to cut it off.

Without giving the ghost beast any chance to resist and breathe, Yato slammed close to the ghost beast.

With the flickering of the sword, the battle came to an end.

No matter how you look at it from any point of view, the fierce ghost beast has no chance of winning against Kami Yato.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the long knife in his hand was thrown flying by Yato.

The light lit up and turned into a girl after landing.

"As expected of Yato."

Miyazono Kaoru, to be precise, said with a light smile.

She absolutely trusts Yato with 12 points.

"Of course, I am the God of Night Fighting."

After the battle, Yato returned to his usual carefree appearance.

Taking off the gloves on his hands and stuffing them into his pockets, Yato had a little pride on his face.

Seeing this, the smile on Qin Yin's face became even wider.

Although the ruthless Yato is handsome in battle, it feels very reliable.

But Sonone still likes Yato's usual laughing and joking look.

She could sense something hidden in Yato's heart.

But she never took the initiative to ask.

If Yato wanted to say something, one day he would.

Playing sound thought so.

For Sonone who has no memory of her life, Yato is the only trustworthy person in her life.

Not long after Yato's battle ended, the little knight on the other side also ended the battle.

Looking at the Digimon being put into the containment box, the little knight put the bone nail in his hand behind his back and fixed it.

I found a bench and sat down quietly watching the task force carry out containment work.

There seemed to be a glimmer of fluctuation in the big dark eyes.

After coming to this world for so long, the little knight occasionally thinks of his original world.

As a container, its mission and meaning of existence is to seal the ancient god radiance.

Originally, he always thought so.

Not just him, but all containers.

It is precisely because of this that the containers that were disposed of by Bai Wangdang still chose to return to Hallownest after the seal was leaked, embarking on the journey of sealing the ancient god's radiance.

Maybe it can't be called a journey.

Unlike the perfect containers carefully cultivated by Bai Wang, these containers are 'defective products'.

No powerful spells, no subtle sword skills, no sharp weapons.

They are not much stronger than other bugs when they just stepped into Hallownest.

If you observe carefully, you can find the corpses of many containers.

For example, when I first met the Wasp, such as Nosk's lair.

At some point, the little knight suddenly had an idea.

Go back and seal the Radiance.

By the time it was gone, the plague of Radiant had leaked far enough.

Jumping off the seat, the little knight stepped onto the organ's vehicle with his short legs.

It is going to go back when Luo Zhen is free.

Tokyo--

A little evil beast cautiously shuttled between the alleys.

Occasionally, a few rays of sunlight pass through the gaps in the building and shine on the little evil beast.

The traces of stitching look so conspicuous.

After flying for a while, the 'Little Devil Beast' found a manhole cover and fell on it.

The round body twisted and turned into a long snake and burrowed into the gap.

"Well, it's still comfortable like this."

In the sewer, the naked real person stretched his waist.

Although it can be transformed into various shapes, it is still comfortable to use in the shape of a human being.

Probably because it itself is a curse spirit born out of human resentment.

Or it may simply be because I usually use the appearance of a human being and get used to it.

I don't know where to find out the clothes to put on myself, the real person hummed a little song and returned to his small nest.

"Digimon, an organization of humans."

Lying on the makeshift hammock, Zhenren casually flipped through the books in his hands.

As he kept thinking about the information he got from the previous Digimon in his mind, the corners of Masato's mouth cracked bit by bit.

"It was so much fun!"

A twisted and crazy smile appeared on the real person's face.

If this exaggerated smile is seen by the director of the mental hospital, his performance for the whole year will be achieved.

"Well, you think so too, Mr. Murderer."

Lowering his head, the real person smiled maliciously.

Not far from it, a man in a mess and wearing a worker's uniform looked at the monster with hatred.

Some time ago, he was judged by the police as the murderer who killed his colleague.

In the process of being arrested, he resisted fiercely and killed a policeman, and is now in a wanted state.

That's what the outside world says.

Only he himself knows that he is innocent.

It's all this guy's tricks.

However, he could not prove his innocence, and he could not even control his own life.

The world has never been truly peaceful and quiet.

There is always something going on where you can't see it.

Chapter 510: A Small Shrine

On the rooftop, a young man quietly looked down at the crowd coming and going on the ground.

There seemed to be no emotion in the ice-blue pupils, like gods aloft.

However, this handsome appearance was broken by himself before he could maintain it for a few seconds.

"The wind is very noisy today."

Yato, who stared at the scenery below the high-rise building for a long time without choking out any beautiful words, said dryly.

"Yato, what are you doing?"

Asked with a puzzled face, Qin Yin was puzzled.

Yato didn't know why Yato was so excited, he suddenly put on a deep look.

Then hold back such a sentence.

In fact, Yato was very handsome when he was not talking before, and he felt like a cold and male god.

But with one mouth, the image is shattered.

I don't know why, but there is something inexplicably joyful in what Yato said.

At least that's how it sounds.

The Ghost Beast objected to this.

When the man pointed at it with a knife, he muttered:

"In Fengweiyuan China, those who cause turmoil here, surrender to the power of the companion device (snow device), and wipe away all kinds of filthy barriers"

At that time, the ferocious ghost beast had only one feeling in its heart.

Cool through the heart, the heart is flying.

Not just mentally, but physically as well.

"It's just a feeling."

Like an adolescent boy whose mother discovered bad books, Yato defended a little embarrassedly.

If Kanon's character is careless or serious, Yato can also use his usual joking style to fool him.