The villain knight doesn't want to be a hero

Stepping on the chest of the cursed child, Howaki Takuto pulled out the pistol from his waist, cocked it with a "click" and pointed the muzzle at the child on the ground.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, an incomparable force pushed him against the wall.

"Uh...Gah!"

His head was buzzing as it hit the wall, and the five metal-tactile fingers that dug into his scalp were clamping him like a vise.

Takuto Howaki has no doubt that if the other party were stronger, his head would probably explode.

Who is it?Are they those bastards who kill a thousand swords?

His brain came back from the brief blank moment and subconsciously looked at the figure pressing him against the wall.

——Golden Spider.

This was his first thought.

Although it maintains a humanoid appearance, its body shows obvious spider characteristics, and it can be said to be a "heterogeneous" body structure, completely unlike what life on earth should have.

Even gastral organisms cannot have such an appearance... In the final analysis, that is not what carbon-based organisms should look like.

"...!"

Strange, monster!

Although I really wanted to shout out like this and ask the three attendants who were driving to come over and save me.

But when he really wanted to do this, he realized that he couldn't make any sound at all.

"You're surprised why you can't make a sound, right? It's simple, it's because your vocal cords have been destroyed by me."

Listening to the other party's calm words that were extremely cruel to him, the fear in his heart was amplified to the extreme.

gun!By the way, he still has a gun!

Suddenly remembering this, he tried to shoot, but found that his gun had fallen to the ground during the impact.

It is obviously less than half a meter away from the palm of your hand and you can pick it up as long as you bend down, but it becomes a luxury.

His hands and feet began to struggle wildly and hit the opponent. Apart from making his fists break the skin and bleed, it had no other effect.

"Be honest with me."

A Nebula blow knocked Takuto Howaki unconscious, and the remaining intact half of his face instantly swelled.

Then he turned to look at the young black-haired girl with tears in her eyes - she was looking here with a horrified look on her face.

Especially when she noticed that Lin Qiao was paying attention to her and walking towards her, her body couldn't help but tremble.

Are you going to be killed? ?

Looking at the stretched out hand, he involuntarily closed his eyes in extreme fear.

"?"

The expected pain did not come, but the pain from the original wound on the body was also weakening.

Ding--

Looking at the three warheads he took out in his hand, Lin Qiao curled his lips and then threw them to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Okay, that should be enough. If possible, try to reduce your activities during this period."

After giving some instructions to the confused black-haired Lolita, Lin Qiao picked up the pistol on the ground and fired two shots into the air.

Then a ball of blue slime was released from the body and possessed Takuto Howaki.

The next second, Takuto Howaki, who was still unconscious, opened his eyes, and a flash of blue light flashed in his pupils.

......

"I said, that guy is too slow, isn't he? Does it take so long to deal with that kid?"

"Maybe he is doing something...happy right now."

"Those Cursed Children are not human, are they? And they are dirty. Can he do it?"

"It's hard to say. After all, no matter what, those brats are still women."

Next to the gray car, two of Takuto Howaki's companions were chatting away, with knowing smiles on their faces, making the remaining person roll his eyes at them.

"You two should stop saying a few words. If he really hears you, do you still want to hang out in the future?"

He didn't care about the life or death of the Cursed Son...but it didn't matter when it came to his own future.

It was only a matter of time before Baowei Zhuoren sat on the throne of the captain of the Holy Emperor's Guards. If he really made the other party unhappy with just one word, wouldn't he be making himself uncomfortable?

After all, it was a blessing for them to join the Holy Emperor's Guards.

At this moment, two gunshots were heard inside, and soon after, Baowei Zhuoren also came out.

"Boss Zhuoren, your face looks a little bad."

Noticing the other party's obviously stiff expression, one of them stepped forward to express concern, but was glared at by the former.

"Do you have an opinion?"

"No, no, no, how could it be? Well, let's see, should we go have a drink or go to Kabuchō to find a girl I happen to know..."

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

“…”

"Send me back first, I suddenly remembered something else."

"Okay...Okay."

Nodding and bending down, he opened the car door for "Baohie Zhuoren".

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the other party to get into the car, he nudged the two people next to him with his elbow, gave them a wink, and signaled the other party to stop talking nonsense later, and then got into the driver's seat.

The gray car drove the four people past the giant stone monument and headed towards the peaceful and harmonious Tokyo area.

Chapter 181 The Mask of Justice Working

"Fuck, my head..."

Lin Qiao vowed never to copy anyone else's memory again, especially the memory of a respondent like Takuto Howaki.

After the three losers sent Howaki Takuto home, who was possessed by his own genetic material, his true body naturally followed.

Although he had no intention of pretending to be the other party's identity all the time, in order not to reveal his identity in front of acquaintances, he naturally read part of the other party's memory...

Then the thing is as above.

It's not like in the novel where cognitive impairment occurs due to copying too many memories.

After all, this kind of copy memory itself is equivalent to watching the No. 1 VR movie.

But despite this, he still felt a very uncomfortable feeling... It's hard to describe, in short, it just felt like it was tingling all over his body.

"Forget it, I'll read through my memories in the future, don't copy them."

Lin Qiao made a decision silently.

Reading and copying are two similar but different abilities to some extent.

To make a vivid metaphor, it is the same as watching animations. Reading through the memory is equivalent to going online to a website and watching it online; copying the memory is to download it to a local device and store it.

The former requires a part of the genetic factor to be possessed by the opponent in order to be able to view it in real time; while the latter does not, but the result... is what it is now.

Both have their pros and cons.

As for now, he has to think about the next work issue, or the work of protecting Zhuo Ren.

Sanctuary

The residence of the supreme leader of the Tokyo area, Emperor Shengzi, it is a European-style building made of white bricks and blue roofs, just like the palace of a princess in a fairy tale.

The interior decoration style is based on white, which gives people a holy and solemn feeling.

And the escort of the Holy Emperor... to put it bluntly, they are the followers of the Holy Emperor.

The work is not that heavy. In the past few days, it is basically just running errands... except for the full working hours.

They basically hang around each other all day long. Even when they go to the toilet, they have to report to the captain. It's not difficult to free up some free time to do their own things.

Although being able to be responsible for the personal safety of the Holy Emperor in the Holy Residence, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is a blessing and a supreme honor that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes.

But Lin Qiao had no intention of spending four years here in vain.

Um?Use genetic material to control Baowei Zhuoren's body, and then the main body causes trouble outside?

It's a good idea, but he can't do it now.

The reason is also very simple: he is not very skilled in the manipulation of genetic material.

If the possessed person's will to resist is too strong, he may not be able to suppress it... It won't be enough to let the other party come back, but the control over the body will definitely be reduced by then, thus exposing flaws.

And the chaotic feeling of being in two places and doing two things at the same time really made him feel awkward.

It's okay if one of the parties does nothing, or if the things both parties do are not very complicated, but once the things they encounter are too complicated, there will be a subtle sense of confusion.

I can only say that you will get used to it with practice in the future.

Lin Qiao, disguised as Baowei Zhuoren, stood as straight as a wooden stake and stared straight ahead with an expressionless face.

Although now I have the idea of ​​quitting and throwing the resignation letter in the face of the guard captain.

But before asking someone to forge his own documents, he still has to work for this guy for a period of time.

For this reason, he had to let that scumbag Baowei Zhuoren live for a while longer... Tsk, the more I thought about it, the more unhappy I became.

His eyes couldn't help but drift to Emperor Sheng who was enjoying afternoon tea. His pure white hair was not mixed with any other colors, and his every move showed maturity and stability.

Rather than saying she is a well-behaved lady, it would be more appropriate to call her a queen.

Next to her was a loli with a similar face and white hair, who looked about 12 or 3 years old.

It is now four years before the plot begins, and the Second Battle of Kanto has just ended. Relying on the characteristics of the protozoa to weaken the protozoa, and using the giant stone monument as a boundary, humans repelled the large-scale protozoa that marched towards Tokyo.

The current Holy Emperor is the mature lady who looks like a queen, and the girl with a similar appearance is the other party's daughter.

.....In other words, will the current Holy Emperor die within these four years?

Lin Qiao thought absentmindedly that according to Baowei Zhuoren's memory, compared to the daughter who came to power four years later, the way the Holy Emperor acted now could be said to be quite...strong.

"...Where is Mr. Kikunochori?" She asked the captain of the escort standing next to her.

"Yes, Lord Tendo is currently in charge of the aftermath of the Second Battle of Kanto."

"That's it. That's really a big thank you to him."

He said something nonchalantly, and then turned to look at the "Baowie Zhuoren" who had lost his mind over there.

The opponent’s performance at yesterday’s oath-taking ceremony was truly unforgettable:

"Then there is only one answer, I will be loyal to you!"

The exaggerated tone and movements are really hard to adapt to... No, are you sure he is not the chief of the drama school?

"I remember that the security team members were specially recommended by the Self-Defense Forces, right?"

"Yes, he is the chief of the Defense University this year, and his achievements in all aspects of school are extremely outstanding."

After a pause, he continued: "...Furthermore, he is also a talent specially recommended to the Guards by His Excellency Tendo."

The current Holy Emperor's movement of putting down the tea cup froze slightly. She already understood what the other party meant.

Although the relationship between her and Tendo Kikunochori is nominally superior and subordinate, they are actually political enemies.

A strong monarch tries to defend his rights; an ambitious minister tries to go further.

Faced with the primitive gut creatures that attacked during the Second Battle of Kanto, the two of them were able to temporarily put aside their opinions and speak unanimously to the outside world.

But once the external crisis is over, the struggle for power will naturally be inevitable.

As for the other party who arranged for someone to join her escort team at this time, it goes without saying what she wants to do... After all, Takuto's father is inclined towards Tendo Kikunochori's faction in the Self-Defense Forces.

Putting down the tea cup in his hand, he looked at the guard captain on one side questioningly: "I need an explanation."

"...I'm sorry, Lord Shengtianzi, I can't refuse."

He smiled bitterly. Although he was a very famous captain of the escort team, he was really not qualified to say "no" to those big shots.

"...Forget it, just find some unfavorable reason and let him go."