Embers of Embers

Chapter 164 Brain Death
Many times, the right choice will not bring good results, but sometimes a bad decision can win a glimmer of hope.
Lorenzo slowly opened his eyes. After leaving the [Gap], the demon hunter was in a depressed state that he had never seen before at this moment, but as if he had made some kind of important decision, he clenched his fists.
What an interesting description.
Recalling Watson's words, Lorenzo felt like he got to know the monsters again.
As an ant, Lorenzo wanted to call for human help, so he piled up a pile of insect corpses... It was food that could survive the winter for the ants, but for the summoned humans, it was a pile of rotten and disgusting corpses. Rubbish.
Humans and demons are inherently different entities, and there is a barrier between their minds that is difficult to overcome.
It is even possible to say that the cruel behavior of demons is just an interesting game in their own eyes?
"Mr. Holmes?"
Kestrel pushed the door open and saw Lorenzo. He interrupted Lorenzo's thoughts and shouted.
Lorenzo raised his head to look at Kestrel, stood up and put the weapon at his side.
"Is something here?"
"We're all here. This is Old Dunling. It's okay for our purification agency to bring some things over."
Kestrel said as he handed over a silver suitcase with an Ouroboros biting its tail printed on it. This thing came from the Perpetual Pump.
This is what Lorenzo requested after the purification agency arrived. With the previous cooperation, the material assistance from the purification agency was quick.
"What are the identities of those people?"
Lorenzo took the box and then asked.
"It has been found out, but there are some problems that I need you to take a look at."
Kestrel frowned slightly as he said this, as if something had happened.
"Okay, I understand, just wait for me."
Lorenzo said as he looked at Seleu on the bed.
"Seleu, we should go."
"Where to go?"
The girl raised her head, her eyes full of fatigue and sleepiness.
"You'll know soon...we can't stay here anymore anyway."
Lorenzo said lightly, Stuart's mansion is so obvious, you can find it directly on some detailed maps.
Now the enemy is in the dark, and with the strange and unknown power of demons, no one knows how they will appear.
"Of course, there is one more thing before that."
Lorenzo said as he opened the suitcase. From his angle, he could see clearly what was inside. They were rows of Florund's potions, which had been transferred overnight from the Perpetual Pump.
But Lorenzo did not take out the potions. Instead, he picked up another syringe on the side, hid it under the back of his hand, and walked towards Seleu.
"what are you going to do?"
Seleu looked at Lorenzo walking over and felt something was wrong.
"You need to rest Seleu."
He said, and then quickly injected a small amount of tranquilizer into Seliu's body. The woman was surprised at first, and then violently resisted, but before she could make any more struggles, a wave of sleepiness swallowed her up. , she closed her eyes weakly and fell asleep.
The tight little face relaxed and looked soft.
After patting Seliu's face and confirming that the girl was really asleep, Lorenzo picked her up and handed her over to Yawei when he saw him walking in.
"If she has any abnormal reaction, give her this injection."
As he spoke, he threw a Florund potion to Yawei.
Human willpower is limited. Judging from Seluna's ordinary physique, long-term fatigue will only make her more vulnerable and unable to face the attack from the spirit.
"What happened to her?"
Looking at the sleeping Seliu, Yawei didn't know the cause and effect, and became angry for a moment.
"Sleep, just sleep, we need to change places, and I need to prepare some things."
Lorenzo's expression became very cold, like a calm hunter, he wiped his sword blade and crossbow, and arranged the hunting trap.
That cold look frightened Yawei a little. In his eyes, although this detective was dangerous, he was always full of relaxing neurosis. But now that somewhat joyful neurosis was gone, leaving only a demon hunter who concentrated on hunting. .
"Yawei, actually you are the real backing of Seliu."
Lorenzo looked at the old housekeeper. Seleucid was still young and she still had a lot to learn, so Yawei was responsible for the control of other families and the management of the Stuart family's industry.
What's more, in Lorenzo's opinion, so much time has passed and no one knows whether the remaining 32 families will still fulfill their original vows. After all, people will change.
"What's wrong."
Yawei was slightly stunned, not sure why he said that, Lorenzo's eyes were emotionless.
"There are just some things you should know. I hope you won't be surprised by what you see next. Of course, you must take good care of your master."
As for everything about monsters, if there is a battle, Lorenzo will probably have no time to take care of Seleu, and then this old butler will play his role.
As Lorenzo said that, he passed Yawei, opened the door and walked out. The carriage of the purification agency was already waiting at the door.
……
"Mr. Holmes, is this a so-called 'connection'? You always seem to be in trouble."
Surprisingly, it was Merlin who was waiting for Lorenzo in the carriage.
"Just treat it like you're complimenting me."
Lorenzo replied casually, and got into the carriage.
Under the escort of the kestrel, Yawei also took Seliu onto the carriage at the rear. After preparations were completed, the dark convoy began to pass through the streets of Old Dunling.
"I didn't expect you to be there in person."
"This matter involves a future Duke, so we cannot be too cautious."
"Who are those people?"
Lorenzo asked directly.
Although it is not clear who is using whom among those mysterious intruders, it is clear that those people are related to demons.
"We've investigated it, but there's good news and bad news."
It was rare for Merlin to show off, but he told Lorenzo before he could question him. It seemed that he knew at this moment that the demon hunter was not in a good mood.
"The good news is that under the control of our cleanup agency, we were able to identify their identities overnight."
This is indeed a very efficient execution efficiency, Lorenzo nodded.
"They are all remnants, remnants of the Glorious War."
"Remnants?"
Lorenzo didn't understand how this had anything to do with the remnants.
"Yes, the remnants. Due to historical reasons, although they live on the land of Yin Erweg, in fact we can't get along with them. Even if the policy advocates equal treatment, there are always people with hatred in their eyes."
This reminded Lorenzo of the baron. In the eyes of some Inlveg people, oppressing the remnants is a normal thing.
"This kind of conflict has given many restless people an opportunity to take advantage of it."
Merlin told.
"This is not the part that the cleanup agency is responsible for. We only fight against demons. There are other departments in this area. But due to work reasons, we also learned a lot. Recently, the survivors in the south have been integrated together, and the radicals among them have established A terrorist organization targeting Inverg.”
"It must have been done by those Gaulonalots."
Lorenzo said that given the social status and poor economic resources of the survivors, it was impossible for them to achieve this level unless someone was helping them behind the scenes.
"In other words, these intruders are also members of the remnant terrorist organization?"
Merlin nodded.
"Yes, they have launched several attacks against nobles in the south, which has attracted our attention, but we didn't expect that they could actually touch Old Dunling."
Lorenzo corrected, shaking his head.
"Rather than not expecting them to reach Old Dunling, what really surprised us was that they hooked up with Dean Lawrence."
"Priest Lawrence?"
Merlin's expression turned serious for a moment, and he began to understand why Lorenzo was so cold. This had something to do with Dean Lawrence.
"This has something to do with Dean Lawrence?"
The threat of Reverend Lawrence is very high in the cleanup agency, and the countermeasures team has even made several plans for the harm that Reverend Lawrence may bring.
"Ah."
Lorenzo nodded and said.
"If my inference is correct, Dean Lawrence is behind all of this...his purpose is Seleu."
"Miss Stuart? What does he want to do?"
Merlin also looked very confused. If Dean Lawrence attacked Phoenix's house, he would still understand to a certain extent, but now he is completely confused.
"I don't know either. If I knew better, we wouldn't be so passive."
Lorenzo looked at Merlin with full vigilance. If Dean Lawrence could use erosion as a medium to invade the will of others at will, then those who fought against demons in the purification agency might be invaded.
In other words, Dean Lawrence may invade at any time, and even Merlin in front of him may have been invaded. The person he is talking to now is Dean Lawrence.
This is the most difficult enemy Lorenzo has ever encountered.
"Compared to Dean Lawrence, what's the other bad news about Merlin?"
Lorenzo looked at Merlin's empty eyes, and said that there was really no bad news that could touch Lorenzo.
"The bad news is that those two are brain dead."
Merlin replied.
"brain death?"
This was a new word for Lorenzo.
Because of the preaching of the Evangelical Church, dissecting a corpse was a blasphemous act, which greatly hindered the progress of modern medicine at that time. Lorenzo remembers that during class at Wangli Medical College, a teacher specifically talked about this period of history.
In order to find out the truth about the human body, the profession of gravediggers was born under the circumstances of that time. They dug out the newly buried dead, clearly marked the price, and sold them to hospitals to promote the advancement of anatomy.
But even so, there is still very little exploration of the human brain, which requires not only corpses, but also sometimes a large number of in vivo experiments.
Thinking of the various experimental conditions of the perpetual pump, Lorenzo seemed to understand something.
"One of the words we use to define death, and this was discovered while studying prefrontal lobotomy surgery, is when the brain damage is too high.
Severe coma, loss of spontaneous breathing ability and brainstem reflexes. "
Merlin tried to explain in terms Lorenzo could understand.
"Under the influence of external forces, the body can still live healthily, but it is just a piece of flesh that can breathe. The soul in the body is dead."
"Complete annihilation of consciousness."
Lorenzo lowered his eyes slightly, thinking about this new knowledge.
Annihilation of consciousness...brain death...
Those two intruders looked hideous and terrifying at the last moment.
hello……
The hoarse voice echoed in his ears, and Lorenzo had a new idea. Maybe those two people were dead at that moment, and their minds were completely destroyed, so a new will stepped into it, across the distance. Distance, use other people's bodies to say hello to yourself.
Reverend Lawrence.
All fingers point to the mysterious traitor who carries the Holy Grail. No matter what strange abilities Father Lawrence possesses, Lorenzo will not be surprised.
After all, that is the origin of the concept of demons and the starting point of everything.
After taking a deep breath, the huge feeling of powerlessness was followed by the anger of revenge. It was burning, driving Lorenzo, making the soul of the dead on this holy night continue to move forward.
"So, no information can be dug out?"
"That's not possible. We will investigate how they entered the old Dunling. There will always be some clues left for us, but it will definitely take a long time."
Merlin was full of confidence in the execution ability of the purification mechanism, but looking at Lorenzo, the demon hunter seemed even more silent.
"Then Mr. Holmes, can you explain to me the specific situation? How does the remnant Dean Lawrence and the Stuart heirs come together?"
Lorenzo raised his head and looked at Merlin, and he said calmly.
"It's going to be a somewhat complicated story."
"It doesn't matter, we still have a lot of time to entertain ourselves."
Merlin said as he opened the curtains and looked at the world outside the carriage through the gap. The huge industrial area was gradually approaching, like a steel jungle. Only he knew where they were about to arrive.
Seeing this, Lorenzo hesitated slightly, but after hesitation he made a decision. Now was not the time to hide the secret, he asked.
"Merlin, do you know the [Gap]?"
Something mysterious and weird that connects everyone.
Perhaps the alchemy master in front of him can answer something for him.
Merlin shook his head at this, and the mysterious alchemist said slowly.
"Mr. Holmes, rather than 'vocabulary', I hope you can describe to me what the so-called [gap] is. After all, different countries have different cultures, and hunters who hunt monsters also have different terms. .”
Merlin leaned back in his chair and guided Lorenzo, who was an excellent scholar, a scholar of the mystical.
"Maybe I know what [Gap] is, but in my knowledge, this thing is not called [Gap]."
"Just like in the eyes of some madmen, hateful monsters are not called monsters, they regard them as...gods."
The alchemist said very meaningfully, as if he was hinting at something.
　After my hand was disabled, wiping my butt became extremely difficult.
　
(End of this chapter)