"Who wouldn't like it?"
Letting the kids watch Kamen Rider to keep them quiet—what a move from a love guru.
After checking in, Zhao Bai adjusted the TV antenna as Bronya instructed. He started to doubt whether Bronya was really a love guru, but they were able to receive the TV signal from St. Freya.
A new series—Kamen Rider Vulcan.
It was a Kamen Rider show about artificial intelligence and humans living together, which fit Yue Xia's way of thinking quite well. Kids did not care about the depth of the plot. As long as the fights were cool enough, they could watch it with relish.
Easy enough to handle.
Zhao Bai was going to search for a monster that appeared only at night. Witnesses had confirmed that it had the appearance of a cat, moved by leaping on all fours, and attacked humans with its enormous claws.
This was the top priority.
Under the bright moonlight, the blonde female knight stood atop a skyscraper, locking onto her target.
Though it could not exactly be called an enemy.
This thing was complicated to explain. In this battle, Durandal was a Vampire Hunter, carrying an embarrassingly edgy moon-white lance and a razor. Dressed in a Victorian-style witch-hunting suit, she gave off the air of a Bloodborne huntress.
Elegant, yet filled with murderous intent, like the sea breeze of Victoria Harbour.
Durandal was a Vampire Hunter.
The kind forced to work.
She adjusted her thick scarf, feeling that this outfit did not suit the wicked deeds she was about to commit today.
Lord Bishop's noisy voice came through her earpiece.
"You need to be intimidating. Stop silently beating people up. This time, you're acting—you have to say something provocative. Don't worry, Zhao Bai likes talking trash while fighting too. He'll play along