Hunter wanted to continue, but he thought about it repeatedly, and if he continued, he would be further and further away from the purpose of his purpose here to find Jennifer.

"I'm here to ask for your help in restricting the sixth generation of knights. ”

Jennifer bowed her head, was silent for a moment, and continued.

"The sixth generation of knights... What's his name?"

"Jason!" Hunter.

"Jason," Jennifer turned to look at Hunter, "I'm wondering how much hatred a knight would have for you to go back and attack your dimension." ”

"He," Hunter said, thinking back to the moment he first met Jason, "but he was so confused that he didn't know who to trust." ”

"Alas," Jennifer sighed, "you should know where we are now. If you think the Demon King will attack the dimension, then you should kill Jason. Instead of helping him everywhere. ”

"Knights have a very long lifespan, much longer than the average human. Before he died, the Blackheart Demon had confessed to us that this dimension would be his sooner or later. ”

"It doesn't matter to me who this dimension is..."

Jennifer has maintained a kind of understatement from the beginning to the present, with an absent-minded look at what Hunter said.

"The descendants of Atlantis are now on the same side as us, and I think you can help us in order to protect this dimension. "Hunter.

"I can feel the power of the sixth generation of knights. But the soul he possesses ......," Jennifer said, and she stopped talking, one image after another flashed through her mind.

"Can't kill him, Jason is quite confused in his heart, once he, the knight, stands in the position of the strong, then we will definitely lose! So please help me guide the sixth generation of knights and let him recognize his mission. ”

Jennifer turned her head slightly to look at Hunter, and she naturally heard the sincerity in his tone.

"Well, if you can bring the sixth generation of knights here, I'll try it and see if I can help him. ”

Jennifer Ken helped, and for Hunter, it must have been a pleasant surprise. After a brief goodbye, Hunter left the valley, while Jennifer stood still, looking up at a blue sky and muttering a low word.

"The ...... of the Sixth Generation"

......

District 33, which is half a world away from [Dimension of Peace], is ...... late at night

"Jason... Wake up... Jason ......"

Jason, who was lying in bed and falling asleep, suddenly frowned, and the ghost sound in his sleep had not faded for a long time.

"Jason... Wake up... We are in this together... You should be on our side......"

"Don't forget... Within you is the power and soul of an evil elemental lord... Don't use it in the wrong place... Ten million..."

Jason's brow was heavy, he gasped, beads of sweat on his forehead that flowed down to the pillow.

"Jason..."

“！！！”

He was awakened by a nightmare, and in the dark room, his eyes widened, and he remembered what had just happened.

There was a voice that lingered in his head... That eerie sound!

Getting out of bed, turning on the light, and standing in the bathroom, Jason washed his face several times.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he became very haggard, with unusually heavy dark circles under his eyes, and a sallow complexion, which did not look like a healthy person!

He was very much like those addicts, and it was not because he was so emaciated that he was sick, but because he couldn't sleep every night.

To be precise, it's not a good night's sleep.

His eyes were blank, and his abdominal muscles rose and fell as he gasped. Even he didn't know how long this phenomenon had been going on.

It seems like...... After ending the battle with Black Heart half a year ago, he hasn't slept well.

He took off his black coat from the hanger, walked out of his room with a cigarette in his mouth.

It is worth mentioning that he has an ability that ordinary people do not have, but he does not abuse this ability.

For example, living in a high-end villa and smoking high-end cigarettes.

No!

His current house is rented, and there is not a single decent furniture in the cottage of less than 20 square meters. Countless cigarette butts and dust had piled up on the floor, and the ceiling was covered in cobwebs, and he didn't take them to heart.

When I went downstairs, I saw my own Infernal motorcycle parked in the parking space.

It's still the same, the same layer, and the Infernal Bike still shines on the outside. What shocked Jason the most was the two lifelike flames on the fuel tank.

Get in the driver's seat, start the car, twist the accelerator hard, and the rear wheels keep spinning in place.

The tires rub violently against the ground, creating an unusually unpleasant atmosphere.

Shifting into gear, releasing the clutch, the front of the car cocked, and Jason once again steered the beast through the night.

It was late at night, and when he couldn't sleep, he often ran wild in the city, and no one knew where he was, and no one knew who he was.

Facing the cool breeze, Jason opened his hands and let the car go wild, enjoying the comfort that the cool breeze brought him.

Several times, he wanted to fall asleep like this......

He's just a human being, and he's suffering from a lack of sleep that he's getting the most out of now.

Driving to the edge of a river, Jason pulled over and faced the rushing river. He silently pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, lit it, and gasped, highlighting the white smoke.

Late at night, no moon, no tracks, which was just right for Jason.

Because he doesn't want to come into contact with anyone.

It's the same for anyone!

There was a gasping sound of water in his ears, Jason couldn't help but hold his forehead, he was very distressed!

The cigarette with white smoke in his left hand has resisted him, and it is no longer the way to play time when he is distressed, confused and bored!

In the past, as long as he smoked, he could throw away all his troubles.

But now as soon as he closed his eyes and fell asleep, the voice appeared in his head. Every time he woke up, he was sweating profusely, panting for breath, trying to smoke to relax, but when he lay down, the voice came again.

In the past six months, he has traveled to several cities and countries, but he can't get rid of that nightmare.

Then, he gradually relied on various prescription drugs, but these could only paralyze his nerves, and he could still be awakened by his voice when he fell asleep!

He's really confused right now!

Thinking that he couldn't sleep, he took another deep puff of his cigarette.

"Help... Anyone?!Help......"

In the distance, a female voice cried for help to break Jason's distressed mood, and he looked at the source of the sound and saw nothing.

This is nonsense, what can be seen in the dark night without the moon?

The source of the sound was in the direction of ten o'clock, which he remembered as a field of greenery.

"Help... Help!!"

As he fell into deep thought, the mournful cry for help was called out again. He didn't think much of it, and walked with a cigarette in his mouth to find the source of the sound.