"No, no, you are Kaido's subordinates, right? I am his apprentice, we should be in the same camp."

Zoro shook his head slightly towards Miss Okita and explained.

"Eh? Really? Is that really the case?"

Miss Okita looked puzzled, as if she really didn't understand.

"Don't ask me! As a police officer, what did your superiors tell you?"

Zoro shouted to Miss Okita.

"Let him go! Okita."

Just when Zoro was speechless for a while, a man with a cigarette in his mouth, black hair and a samurai sword at his waist, wearing a Dragon Selection uniform, walked out of the deserted grass and shouted to Miss Okita.

road.

"Okay, deputy leader!"

Miss Okita said this and put the knife on the neck of the person she called the deputy leader.

"Hey hey hey...what are you doing? Okita!"

The deputy team leader with a cigarette in his mouth looked at the cold samurai sword on his neck, and countless sweat broke out on his forehead.

"It was you who told me to let Mr. Sauron go."

Miss Okita answered her deputy team leader.

"I understand, I'm asking you why you put the knife on my neck!"

The deputy team leader, holding a cigarette in his mouth, shouted loudly at Miss Okita.

"Why? I don't know. Anyway, I just want to do it."

Miss Okita looked up at the sky and said calmly.

"You guy, I'll chop you down!"

As the deputy leader spoke, he drew out the katana at his waist.

"Then thank you, I'm leaving!"

At this time, Zoro, who had been watching the two people talking crosstalk, waved his hands towards the two of them, and chose a direction to leave.

"Where are you going! Bastard!"

However, before Zoro could get very far, the deputy leader of the Dragon Selection Group grabbed his clothes by the back of his neck.

"Huh? Of course I'm going back to the palace to train with Kaido!"

Zoro turned sideways and looked at the deputy leader, frowning slightly.

"Really! Then go quickly!"

Miss Okita stood behind Zoro and preached.

"OK."

Zoro nodded slightly and was about to leave.

"Stop." The deputy leader of the Dragon Selection Group grabbed Zoro as he was about to leave, and turned around to tell Miss Okita, "And please stop talking!"

"What do you want to do? Fight?"

Zoro frowned as he looked behind him at the black-haired deputy leader who blocked him again and again.

"You're stopping me! You're going in the completely opposite direction!"

The deputy leader roared at Zoro.

"What?"

Zoro looked at the deputy leader in front of him in shock.

"Why are you shocked? Since you are a super road addict, don't wander around and cause trouble to others!"

The deputy leader looked at Sauron's shocked face, his brows twitched, and continued to preach to Sauron.

"Huh……"

Zoro frowned after hearing the words of the deputy leader in front of him, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

"Deputy Team Leader Hijikata, don't be so angry~"

Miss Okita persuaded her deputy team leader.

"It's not because of you that I'm so angry!"

Hijikata was so angry that he almost bit off the cigarette in his mouth.

"Anyway, just come with us."

"Let's go back to the Dragon Selection Team's base first!"

Hijikata waved to Zoro and said.

"It seems that Boss Zoro, you have to go back to the station with us first."

Miss Okita turned around and spoke to Zoro.

"I...I know."

Zoro nodded lightly. Although he wanted to leave the people in front of him, he really didn't know the way home.

On the way...

"Your name is Okita, right?"

"Are you all magic costume users? Where is your magic costume?"

Zoro asked Okita curiously.

"The boss inquires about other people's affairs like this, which makes them very shy."

Miss Okita pretended to be shy.

"..."

Zoro instantly regretted asking the question.

"Actually, it's not a secret~"

"My magic is inside my body."

Miss Okita looked at Zoro who looked embarrassed, smiled proudly, satisfied her bad taste, and continued.

"Inside the body?"

Sauron's eyes trembled. For the first time, he knew that magic equipment could be placed in the body.

"Magic equipment can be made into weapons, or it can be made into prosthetic limbs combined with living things. Boss Sauron should know this, right?"

Miss Okita asked Zoro.

"Yeah! I know this."

Zoro nodded slightly to express his understanding.

"Me! I actually have symptoms of tuberculosis. Theoretically, I should have died half a year ago. Then my friends applied for something called a magic suit for me, a magic suit for the lungs, so Zoro

Boss, do you understand? Magic costumes are prosthetics first and weapons later, so magic costumes do not conflict with samurai or swordsmen."

Miss Okita smiled at Zoro.

"I see."

Sauron nodded lightly, and he suddenly realized that the magic armor was not just a special weapon. The magic armor was a product that could change the medical level of an era and span the ages.

"So, welcome to the Dragon Selection Group!"

While Zoro was thinking, Hijikata and Miss Okita pushed open the door of a tall building, revealing a dojo and the members of the Dragon Selection Team who were constantly training.

"Everyone here is a lonely ghost who should have died. They are all reborn because of the birth of the magic costume!"

"Because of the birth of Wapo Metal, these warriors who lost their bodies due to competitions or battles once again have the opportunity to wield swords. In other words, our Dragon Selection Team is the warriors of the new era."
Chapter completed!