Embers of Embers

Chapter 194 The Myth of Humanity
Many days have passed since that massive and earth-shattering assassination. It was obviously not that long, but it all seemed like a lifetime ago.
In that raging roar like the fall of heaven, the terrifying Dean Lawrence died. For this reason, the fire of sin burned for several days before it was slowly extinguished.
Lorenzo is still in a daze and can't believe that he can really survive. Sometimes he can't help but pinch his face to judge the truth and falsehood. After all, judging from his physical condition at the time, even if Even God couldn't save him, but...but he still survived in the end.
I still remember that when I just woke up, I actually woke up in the workshop, which was the huge experimental site for controlling the Original Sin Armor. Just when Lorenzo was a little strange about the ceiling when he woke up this time, there was a beam of light above his head, and then A loud voice sounded from the loudspeaker, saying good morning to him kindly.
Lorenzo was so frightened that he jumped out of bed and saw everyone hiding on the high platform.
It was nice to see those familiar faces, even though they looked at me weirdly, as if I were some stinky virus.
For safety reasons, Merlin needed to conduct a series of inspections on Lorenzo. Although he was not on the scene at the time, he also understood the weirdness and horror of the situation at that time through Arthur's report.
In order to prevent Lorenzo from mutating, Merlin temporarily placed him in the workshop. In his words at the time, the vast space would not put any pressure on Lorenzo. Of course, this vast space could also This allows the place to be covered with heavy firepower, and there is enough space for the Original Sin Armor to enter for suppression.
Fortunately, nothing happened in the end, and his physical indicators were all normal. However, they did not release Lorenzo immediately, but sent him here overnight.
Lorenzo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the vast snowy scene outside.
There are no gray buildings, no towering steam towers, no railroad tracks covering the streets, and no rising steam.
The sky was surprisingly clear and the sun was extremely red.
Everything has a rare sense of normalcy, as if this is the normal world, and the old Dunling where Lorenzo lived before is some strange and twisted unknown place.
Lorenzo couldn't help but burst into tears when he thought of this, wondering what a hellish life he had lived before.
This is an old castle located on the outskirts of Old Dunling. It is said that it was once the property of a certain noble. Later, the land was taken back after the noble went bankrupt, and finally fell into the hands of the purification agency.
Then it became a place like a warehouse, filled with strange but harmless things collected by the purification agency over the years. In Lorenzo's opinion, this place was just a strange museum, but he liked it very much and lived there. He has discovered a lot of good things in the past few days.
Except for Lorenzo and the remaining three unlucky guys who were in charge of monitoring him, not many people lived here, and the rest of the manpower was maintained at a minimum level to ensure the operation of the castle.
Although Lorenzo was under quarantine and observation, these people all lived as if they were on vacation. Apart from Kestrel writing a report on Lorenzo's physical condition every day, there was nothing serious to do in a day.
Lorenzo was still a little uncomfortable at first. After all, the witcher had been running around for so long and was still a little uncomfortable when he suddenly stopped. But soon Lorenzo showed the strong adaptability of the witcher.
From a cold and terrifying witcher to a lazy dog ​​adapted to this slow-paced life, Lorenzo would have really wanted to move his bed to the fireplace if it weren't for Kestrel's strong opposition.
It's so good, quiet and peaceful, there are no swords, swords, guns, and even the cute monsters are gone.
Lorenzo rarely felt the beauty of life. The most important activity for him every day was to take a nap under the sun. Sunshine was rare in old Dunling. Most of the time, you could only see the gloomy The clouds are dyed pale gold by it.
"Ah...it's nice to have a holiday..."
Lorenzo couldn't help but sigh.
Of course, there is also a fly in the ointment, that is, the kestrel that bothers him every day. He always asks Lorenzo to cooperate with him in writing reports.
"You can just write the report! But why are you bothering me?" Lorenzo asked.
"But the report is about you!" Kestrel said.
"It has nothing to do with me, but why are you bothering me?"
"Because it's a report on your physical condition!"
This kind of conversation basically happens once a day, and every time it ends with Kestrel screaming in self-defeat.
To be honest, Lorenzo enjoyed the process of torturing the Kestrel very much, which gave him a strange sense of satisfaction, and he suddenly understood the boring tastes of humans.
Picking up the blanket and wrapping it around him, Lorenzo got bored and wandered around the castle.
This is indeed a museum. Most of the space is filled with strange boxes. Objects with different styles and functions are everywhere, with mysterious and mysterious colors. If you break the glass and put spider webs on it, it will create a building in minutes. It gives off the feeling of an ominous castle.
Unfortunately, there is a demon hunter among the current residents, who is very good at killing. No matter what weird legends there are, they pale in comparison in front of Lorenzo.
"This is actually Merlin's castle."
Joey on the side came over and talked to Lorenzo.
During the time they have been together, the relationship between the few of them is quite harmonious. After all, Lorenzo has always been adhering to the habit of talking to people and talking to ghosts.
The reason why he hates Kestrel is that the feeling of powerlessness and rage after Kestrel was fucked like this by Lorenzo is very interesting. If it were Joey, he would look at him seriously and repeat the demand again, while Robin He will keep staring at himself seriously until he cooperates.
For serious people and devout believers, Kestrel is somewhat interesting from this perspective. Among these people, he has the highest proportion of rotten attributes and is the most compatible with Lorenzo's brain circuit.
"Merlin's castle?"
Lorenzo looked surprised. After getting along for such a long time, Merlin gave him the feeling that he was a scholar with extremely low material needs.
He is mysterious, has no past, and does not look like a guy with a future. In some aspects, he is somewhat similar to a witcher.
"Yes, but this place was originally given to him by Arthur. After all, he is the chief technical officer. He always needs a decent place to live, right?" Joey said.
Lorenzo glanced around the room and saw that things were piled up in a mess. When he first came, it took Lorenzo half a day to clear a place to take a nap next to the fireplace.
"Well...it's a bit unexpected, but it's also expected."
It was indeed Merlin's style. The things he collected were piled here haphazardly. He didn't live here at all.
Lorenzo seemed to have thought of something again and asked softly.
"There shouldn't be any weird alchemy laboratory here. After all, the castle is perfect for a scientific madman."
Joey looked helpless.
"Our purification agency has strict regulations. Even if Merlin wants to transfer alchemy-related materials and equipment to the outside world, it still needs to be documented."
"Really?"
"real!"
Joey said seriously.
This is what Lorenzo is like. There are no extra ways of entertainment in this strange resort, and there are no monsters coming out for him to kill to relieve his boredom.
So this lunatic targets Joey and others. If you are not careful, he starts to use bad words to erode you and try to drag you into the water. Kestrel has already fallen for this trick and is going further and further down the road of hysteria.
Joey didn't want to be like this, he was extremely vigilant.
"But there is a room that Merlin specially tidied up. Do you want to visit it?"
Lorenzo looked serious.
"Why didn't this good thing come out earlier?"
Joey rolled his eyes at him. Who knew this guy was so annoying? If he didn't have some fun, Kestrel's mental health would be seriously threatened.
"As you said, these things have been collected by us over the years, like some strange works of art. Merlin likes these things very much, and even wants to create a museum, but because of his busy work, he sorted them out. After one part there is no more time.”
Joey said while leading the way.
"Of course, it may be that the alchemist's thinking is different. I have seen those things before, and I don't know what they mean...Anyway, I just want you to be quiet and stop tossing."
Joey didn't understand Lorenzo's troubles at all. For them, vacation was something far away. As the high-ranking knights of the purification agency, they were one of the very few human beings who were specialized and resistant to erosion.
But this also means that once a demon appears, they will be the most important backbone, which means that the mortality rate is extremely high. Joey does not expect that he can make much achievements at work. The biggest thing is that he can retire safely. Blessed.After all, the only good thing about this high-risk job is the excellent retirement benefits.
According to the regulations of the purging agency, because of his relationship with demons, Joey will be gradually removed from the first echelon and transferred to work in the scavenger force. He will keep breaking his connection with demons until he has no more work related to demons. This situation will last for several years, and then he will successfully leave the purification agency.
When the time comes, I will forget about everyone in the world and spend the rest of my life in a small town where I can bask in the sun.
Joey sighed. In this crazy life, the peace now seems so rare and precious.
"Okay, okay, let's go."
Lorenzo nodded. For him, there is no such thing as retirement as a witcher. Compared with retirement, what is unbearable for him now is boredom.
After climbing the stairs and reaching the top of the castle, the two people's actions also attracted the attention of Robin, who came holding the scripture that Lorenzo had read countless times.
The three had a strange tacit understanding, and finally Joey pushed the dusty door open.
The door opens and bright light shines down. The dome of the castle is made of glass. Among the steel brackets, you can see the remaining snow on the glass and the dead leaves left in autumn. There is a deep heaviness in the air. It feels like dust is rolling in the dim light, like falling snowflakes.
"not bad."
Lorenzo admired and then stepped inside.
It's not so much a museum as it is a fairly neatly organized warehouse, with different objects piled into hills, including desks.
After walking around for a few times, Lorenzo began to understand what Joey said was weird, because these things were a bit strange. There was a knot hanging in an exquisite glass cabinet, and there was a huge nautical chart on the dusty desk. , there are rulers and compasses, blank papers scattered on the floor, and a pile of science books.
There is no pattern at all, and there is no great value. Even a thief would shed tears if he sneaked in.
Stacked in the other corner are wooden wheels, coins in a box, a copy of the "Inerweg Code", a complicated lock, and an ancient sniper gun. Of course, these things don't take up much space. It’s the centerpiece that really catches the eye.
That's a steam engine.
Different from the steam engine in Lorenzo's impression, it was much bulkier and more complicated. It looked very old, but it was well maintained.
There is a bright nameplate on the base that reads.
"In Erwe Gregorian calendar year 867, this will be the power to change the world."
Lorenzo remembers that time, when Inverg was still in the midst of the Glorious War, when the improved steam engine came along and turned the tide of the war.
He suddenly knew what this was. The steam engine in front of him was probably the first improved steam engine in history. It was this thing that triggered the second industrial revolution.
As if struck by lightning, Lorenzo suddenly understood where it was and the meaning of Merlin's actions.
Looking at the messy things around him, they all suddenly had their own meaning at this moment, which made Lorenzo's hands and feet tingle, but this was not because of fear, but because of excitement.
"This is a history museum."
Lorenzo said.
Joey cast a doubtful look. He obviously didn't understand what Lorenzo meant. Then Lorenzo continued to speak. His eyes scanned everything in the room, and he vaguely saw a fire burning in the darkness. With the first fire, the huddled human slowly stood up.
It was as if there was a magnificent orchestra playing at this moment, the melody rising and exciting, playing "Thus Spoke Zarathustra".
"Merlin has really good taste."
Lorenzo sighed again, but looking at the more confused eyes of Joey and Robin, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. It seemed that he couldn't ask everyone to be as talented as himself. After all, it was just a case of expecting too much from others. Disrespectful offense.
"This is a history museum that records the great moments of mankind."
Lorenzo gently stroked the wooden table and wiped away the dust on it. He remembered what Merlin once told him about the death of alchemy. It seemed that the alchemist was not joking, he was serious.
But just now he had a look of reverence, but Lorenzo immediately sat down on the wooden table and looked at everyone triumphantly.
"In fact, you can also call this a 'book'."
"What book?" Joey tried his best to follow Lorenzo's thoughts.
"myth."
This word caught the robin's attention, and he looked at Lorenzo, who continued.
"The Myth of Mankind."
From the beginning of darkness, fighting with fear to this day, the myth remains unbroken.
(End of this chapter)