[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

"I'm right, Mr. Pan, Xiaoliu."

"What are you talking about?" Panzhou Tianji laughed, and the next second, his adopted son's slap in the face made him almost cough up his drink.

"—That's right."

Than the water flow channel.

"No matter what kind of possibility you have, if you kill it in the bud, it will never be realized."

"Zi, this is a mission, clear them from the game board."

Yu Shaoshen's purple eyes moved slightly.

Lifting his long knife against his shoulder.

"I didn't expect to be able to continue the last duel so soon. Is this also fate?" He lowered his eyes.

"..."

Hu Erdao hesitated to speak.

"Huh?" The gentle male voice master glanced at him.

"Sorry, sorry," the young man crossed his legs and smiled, "I thought, Zi, you still love Yatogami, don't you, can you do it?"

Not blocking.

Instead, it was a question that seemed to be definitely in the "Green King" camp.

For example, in the last lesson at the Imperial Pillar Pagoda, with the supernatural power and swordsmanship of Yushao Shenzi, it is absolutely possible to push Yatogami Kuro into a desperate situation... instead of waiting lightly for the other party to wake up.

...although the end result is the same.

This is a mouth wider than the flow of water.

"Don't worry," he said, "I believe Zi will do what I want for me."

"Yes, the dead branches and fallen leaves only need to be cleaned up," Yu Shaoshen Zi said, "Xiao Liu only needs to do what he wants to do."

"I just want to see the different world after the change."

The world of "Jungle".

The young man with half-length curly purple hair raised his lips, and a soft voice sounded in the small room of the underground stronghold: "...is it beautiful or not."

It is still the room in Academy Island.

A place for the amnesiac Silver King to live.

In the small single dormitory, there are three square dining tables with short legs, and three "kings" are sitting.

Izanasha was facing the glass sliding door, and Anna Kushina was sitting on the inside, and Reiji Munakata was facing her.

On both sides behind them are the second and third leaders of their respective clans.

"It's time to start, round table..."

"No, let's have a meeting at the dinner table. King of Silver, Adolf K. Weitzman." Said Wang, who was sitting around a small wooden square table on the tatami.

"Cough," Izuna She coughed and struggled out of the cat's embrace, "Okay, I've wasted everyone's time."

"Just call me Izanasha, King of Blue, Reisi Munakata." After a pause, the white-haired boy turned to the other side and greeted the same, "King of Red, Kushina Anna."

"Thank you very much for accepting my abrupt invitation."

Kushina Anna came back from her state of repose, and looked at Izanashe: "Don't worry, your clan members have helped me many times, this is a gift in return."

This refers to the event that Yatogami Kuro and his companions, cats and barbara, broke into the Pillar Tower to rescue Kushina Anna when Izana was missing.

What was completely different from the reply was King Qing's words.

"According to this statement, we seem to be forced to deal with the aftermath for you."

The "Blue King", who had set up a blockade near the Pillar Tower but was broken into, crossed his arms and raised his chin slightly.

"..."

Seri Awashima behind him let out a very light sigh, with a helpless expression on his face.

This kind of remark that insists on singing the opposite tune, the room chief can't help but show his willful side again.

It's true, but is it okay to tell the truth at a time like this...

After a moment of silence, Munakata Reiji spoke again.

"Okay, let's not talk about it now," he returned to his normal state, and looked at Izona from behind the lens, "The purpose of your banquet here is——"

Izunashe said: "You are a smart person, you must have guessed it?"

"There is nothing else to do except discuss the countermeasures of the Green Clan."

Kushina Anna lowered her eyes and opened her mouth.

"..."

"Is this a rollover or is it expected?"

Hu Erdao looked at the contents of the screen with great interest. The so-called three "kings" talk, the theme is - "Alliance to fight against the green king than the flow of water".

Bi Shui Liu, who was being discussed, was silent, his blue hair was slightly curly and his bangs were under his bangs, his eyes were quiet, and there seemed to be something different surging in the depths.

Although there is speculation, but the concept of speculation and the reality in front of us are still different.

not to mention……

Aren't they the same?

"You showed your head right after the lieutenant passed away. You are really snobbish." With a clear voice, Izanashe sat up on the rooftop, stretched his legs and looked at the flying parrot, or at... the green man behind the parrot king.

"A person who takes action only after his friend's death comes to reprimand me, I'm really surprised!"

"So that's the case. I really can't refute what you said."

There was an open red umbrella beside him, and the young man smiled helplessly under the sun, his tone turned cold when he changed his words. "What are you looking for?"

"Well, that's the end of the lighthearted prologue. Let's get down to business."

The green-haired young man behind the parrot pursed his lips, "I've been looking forward to your return."

He said so.

"Propose this to you."

"The First King, King of Silver, Adolf K. Weitzman... Do you want to join forces with me?"

"..."

Izanashe smiled softly, "Join our dinner table alliance and gather the power of the four kings to protect world peace—"

He said, "You don't think so, do you?"

"'Dining Table Alliance', such a unique name, I respect it," said Bi Shuiliu in a flat tone as if he didn't hear the sarcasm from Izona Society, "but of course I don't mean it that way."

"In order to promote the evolution of mankind," Bi Shuiliu's eyes shone slightly under his half-length bangs in the dark room—a reference to the light of ideals and his great ambitions. "I want to establish a new one-on-one alliance with you..."

"This should also be your goal, in Dresden 70 years ago."

"Target……?"

Izanasha already knew what Bishui Liu wanted to say, the past, his ideal... to bring the power of "Slate" to everyone, so that everyone can get it...

"Happiness" (Freude).

"That stone slab is the device that promotes the evolution of the 'King' and his clan. It has been suppressed by the strongest King of Gold, so very few people become outsiders. Even the birth of the 'King' is limited to the Kanto region. .”

"I want to liberate this great power."

Izona's voice froze slightly, "Is that your purpose?"

"……For what?"

"As I said, to promote human evolution. That's all."

The conjecture was confirmed.Izona's expression was not good: "You are more dangerous than I thought."

"It's a great honor to receive your compliment." Bi Shui said.

"But that's—" the corners of his lips curled slightly, "my dream."

"Dream..." Izanashe murmured.

The image of the past flashed before my eyes. I was wearing a lab coat, in front of the slate, and when I got the conclusion of the experiment report, I was talking about using the slate to give people happiness instead of using it for war.

"That dream..."

"Has it already been shattered?" Bishui Liu said the words he had been preparing for a long time, "Then why don't you re-weave your dreams with me?"

"The current situation is very different from 70 years ago," Bi Shuiliu said slowly, his tone full of longing and bewilderment, as if it could let people see the moment when the dream was fulfilled, "Nothing can stop us..."

"Just let go and do it."

Izanasha was indeed moved at that moment.

But the blurted words that followed were——

"Let me solemnly refuse."

……

"...What's wrong, Weitzman."

"It's just a premonition that the dawn is coming."

"Dawn... the beginning of a new world?"

The voice paused.

"When I saw your body, I had a premonition that things would go to today."

"Because I am the "King of Gold" in charge of "Fate", all of us understand that everything will change...no."

"The end, right?"

"I'm throwing all the mess at you."

"not like this!"

"Lieutenant, you shaped the dreams of my sister and me. Through that slate, incredible things, insignificant things, good things, bad things... countless dreams have been realized."

"not like this."

"It was a dream for the three of us, and we made it together."

"Weitzman, what a magnificent new world."

"I can't bear to close my eyes..."

Everything is different from 70 years ago.

Liberating the slate was not his goal. The lieutenant used his own way to fulfill their dream and create a new world completely different from the past.

happy.

All he wanted, this goal, this dream, was nothing more than that.

Irrenistmenschlic.

It is human to make mistakes.

People can not escape from doing wrong.

In the face of a huge dream, he was helpless, shrinking and evading himself.

This time, I will show you face to face, lieutenant and sister.