big devil holmes

Chapter 116 My Two Friends
The old man bent his body, and under the light of the fireworks, he revealed a dilapidated body. He should be a veteran who was seriously injured in the war and could only spend the rest of his life in such a miserable state.

But he didn't seem so sad and remorseful, maybe he was already used to this kind of life, in short, he just lit a cigarette, moved it tremblingly to his mouth, and took a puff.

"Fu----"

Then he comfortably exhaled all the breath in his chest, in this slightly cold wind, he seemed extremely happy.

Originally, His Royal Highness the Son would definitely not pay attention to this kind of person, not because of his superior status and disdain to contact the poor at the bottom of society, but because he doesn't need to contact a single individual among them, after all' If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world' This old proverb is to appease those who need to sweep the house.

But on this day, this night, at this riverside, at this moment when he was in an extremely complicated mood, this familiar smell of smoke suddenly attracted the attention of His Royal Highness the Son.

So he turned around and walked slowly towards the old man.

Moran just followed behind the master quietly, not too close, because she knew that the old man was just an ordinary old man, if he had to say that he was different, it might be because he was too fragile, too disabled, but It is conceivable that he can live to this day with such a broken body, he must have extremely strong perseverance and love for life.

A few steps away, Moriarty had already arrived at the old man's side.

"Hi old man," he said.

In fact, if other people see this scene, they will definitely feel the huge difference between the two, but Moriarty can use a few simple words to bring the relationship between the two closer. distance.

Soon.
"Want a cigarette?" The old man looked at the young man in front of him, smiled, and did not comment on the other party's taste in cigarettes, but handed over a blues tremblingly, and then struck a match very hard, Light the cigarette that came close.

Moriarty took a puff carefully, resisting the deadly acridity, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"Hahaha, for a person who has never smoked, you are the first person I have ever seen who can endure such a strong blues." The old man seemed to be very happy suddenly.

"Is this smoke very strong?" His Royal Highness Shengzi never thought that he would have a day of smoking, so he had never studied smoke, so he couldn't help asking.

"Of course. This cigarette has quite a history. It is several times older than your age, and it can even be traced back to more than 200 years ago." The old and the young stood on the bank of the river, smoking, some talking : "At that time, the gates of hell had just opened. According to legend, the first batch of soldiers who opened the gates of hell were smoking blues brand cigarettes. , with a bit of strength, I can fight for another 10 minutes
By the way, the first time that old guy Dante smoked this thing, he coughed badly.

It's really blue out of blue. "

The old man with a broken body seemed to be caught in some very interesting memories while speaking, while Moriarty slowly frowned, his expression becoming more and more serious.

"Okay, don't be so nervous. Now I am an old man who can't walk steadily. Although your young body is not very good, compared with me, you can still be called healthy. I guess I can't beat you now. Let me say it again, as long as I do something wrong, the girl behind will definitely rush over immediately, and I'm afraid that she won't hold back for a while, and then slap me to death."

The old man said with a smile, and then glanced at Moran not far away with undisguised appreciation.

While the maidservant was still standing quietly, the old man's laughing voice completely melted into the wind and drifted past his ears, it seemed that he couldn't hear it clearly, but he didn't have any doubts about it, as if she was completely He didn't remember how the old man came to the banks of the Thames, just a chance glance, and he stood there.

"In some archives collected by the Holy See, there are some separate interview records. In a certain paragraph, Lord Dante seems to have mentioned that he once had a near-death crisis.

But the time is after it returned to the world from hell.

Since it was recorded 35 years ago, many parties did not mention this memory, and it is impossible to trace it back now, but at that time Dante was at the peak of his admiration in the entire empire, and his physical condition was also in a state of depression. at its peak.

In this case, it seems that the "near-death crisis" in his mouth can only be caused by human beings
However, during that period of time, neither the government nor the Crusades had much military mobilization, so someone put forward an extremely crazy idea, that is, this crisis may have come from an unknown assassination . "

Moriarty still smoked carefully, slowly getting used to this ancient cigarette brand that was two centuries older than himself.

"Hahaha——it's all the old calendar, so don't mention it." The old man waved his hand: "I came this time, but in the final analysis, it was just curiosity, the only person in history who dared to escape the day of holy love." The holy son of the ceremony, no matter how inconvenient he is, he has to come and take a look in person."

Moriarty heard the old man's evaluation of himself, and nodded with a rare respect: "But you can't really just want to see this."

"Of course." The old man scratched his back, like a beggar that can be seen everywhere on the street: "I'll just say it, I'm dying."

Moriarty's heart tightened. As the holy son of the Holy See, but also because of the grand wish in his heart, he naturally cherished his life more than anyone else, so when the old man stood in front of him, There's no way he wasn't nervous at all.

Even though the opponent's body was broken, even though Moran was beside him, and even though the old man himself said that he couldn't even beat a healthy ordinary person, Moriarty still couldn't relax.

Especially. He didn't understand why the other party came all the way to him and wanted to tell him that he was going to die.

The old man seemed to see the doubts in the other party's heart, sucked the last puff of cigarettes into his lungs, and explained slowly: "I am not good at anything in this life, but I have some experience in killing people. But killing people is not a serious way after all. You may think it is a bit ridiculous, but when people live for a long time, they will inevitably come up with some lofty ideas, I think before dying, we should do something for this world."

This kind of words came from an old and disabled person, and it was indeed ridiculous, but His Royal Highness the Son of God did not laugh, but continued to listen.

"I'm fairly familiar with that guy Dante. He doesn't agree with my attitude towards this world, and I naturally don't agree with him, but I like his saying that our group of people will always die. So the world will always belong to the younger group of people.

But death does not mean the end, but can be turned into some potential power.

The development of human beings has never been achieved overnight, but comes from the death, replacement, and accumulation of countless people.

Of course I can't speak his polite words, I'm just an old beggar, but I think you're a good boy!Dare to escape from the day of holy love, it proves that you are reliable enough."

Moriarty was silent for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand why the other party would associate 'Escape from the Day of Love' with 'reliability'.

"In short, do you want to make a deal?"

"Business?" His Royal Highness became more and more cautious: "Please tell me?"

"I have two good friends who have saved my life. If they need your help someday in the future, please don't refuse."

Moriarty thought for a while, and finally asked:
"who are they?"

(End of this chapter)