Embers of Embers

Chapter 401 Repeated History
Above the vast ocean, the White Tide moved forward slowly, like a moving rock that neither strong winds nor huge waves could shake.
It was much larger than a normal ship and was built by Nordero Shipyard, who said the White Tide's exact model should be considered a cruise ship.A new ship type invented by Beidro.
Although they are all passenger ships, the White Tide, named after the White Tide Strait, has much more luxurious entertainment facilities than previous passenger ships. It has been sailing on the White Tide Strait for a long time, traveling between Gaulonaro and Inverg.
Inside the White Tide, there was a rapid knock on the door in the room of Lorenzo and his party.
"Welcome! Welcome! Our new member!"
Along with the man's shouting, they opened the door and cheers came and went, filling the whole room in the blink of an eye.
The five people and one mouse in the room were all in a state of shock at the moment, and even Kestrel became vigilant at this moment, his hand was hidden behind his back, and he had already clenched his pistol tightly.
But these crazy people in front of them didn't seem to notice this at all. They were full of enthusiasm and started to say hello when they came in, as if Lorenzo and others were their long-lost brothers.
The sea of ​​enthusiasm engulfed these somewhat dull guys. Someone hummed an ode to joy loudly, and the air was filled with the joy of the insane.
Everything starts after boarding the ship. Nordero prepared a full set of services for Lorenzo and his party. As soon as they put down their luggage in the room, there was a rapid knock on the door. Everyone was alert, and when After Lorenzo opened the door, the scene was like this.
Lorenzo pushed the man hugging him away forcefully and roared loudly.
"Stop first!"
After the roar, the noise in the room finally quieted down.
"What are these..."
Kestrel murmured as he leaned towards Highbould. Although the atmosphere was joyful, he always felt that something was wrong.
After boarding the ship, shouldn't everyone have a mournful face, prepare weapons, and fight to the death with the Iron Law Bureau after disembarking?How come the happy atmosphere extended to the boat again.
Eve stood obediently on the side. The overly enthusiastic atmosphere made her feel a little uncomfortable. As for Hercule, he was lying on the bed with Poirot in his arms. Judging from his expression, he had passed out. It seems that returning to the sea will be really difficult for him.
"who are you?"
Lorenzo directly fucked Winchester, pointing his gun at the strangers who broke in. He didn't feel murderous intent from these people, they were more like a group of passers-by who walked into the wrong room.
Seeing this real guy, the man immediately froze. As the muzzle of the gun slid, whoever it pointed at raised his hands.
"Wait, you're Lennet."
At this time, Haybold suddenly spoke. He seemed to have been thinking just now, but now he finally remembered what was going on?
He stood between Lorenzo and Lennet, winking at Lorenzo as he introduced them.
"Introduction, this is Lennet, the leader of the Inverg Royal Orchestra."
Heybold's introduction eased the atmosphere, and Lorenzo, who understood what was going on, held the man's hand kindly.
"Nice meeting! Nice meeting! Commander Lennett."
Winchester was pinched under his arm, and although Lorenzo's tone was gentle, it didn't sound like "it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Don't be afraid. We met a few robbers on the road, so we should be cautious."
Lorenzo explained, and it was a poor explanation, but it was strange that Lennet believed it.
"Oh oh oh, is that so? I just said that Mr. Holmes is so kind, how could he be so violent? It turns out that's the case."
Lennet became cordial again, and walked shoulder to shoulder with Lorenzo. Judging from the sincerity on his face, he seemed to really regard Lorenzo as a good person, even though it was only the first time the two met.
Kind?
Lorenzo was a little confused as to what was going on, and then Lennet continued.
"This time, we are going to thank you personally. Without Mr. Holmes's generous financial support, our band's performance might have been ruined."
Lennet called a few guys who came over, and bowed deeply to Lorenzo after speaking. While he was bowing, Hybold whispered in his ear.
"Although it is a Royal Orchestra, their funds are limited. This performance was funded by Nordero."
The actor knew the script and cooperated with Haybold to act.
"You're welcome, I love music very much. It would be my honor to be able to spread your music to Gaulonaluo."
Lorenzo took Lennet's hand and patted it again and again.
The two exchanged business blows and discussed life and music theory several times. After nagging for a long time, Lorenzo finally sent these troublesome guys away.
"I thought we were just a name, but it turned out to be really a band?"
After closing the door, Lorenzo turned back and asked Hibold.
"The most perfect lie is one mixed with truth, isn't it? The most important thing is that Lennet is stupid. To be precise, he only cares about music. He doesn't care about anything in real life. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so easily fooled by us. Cheating, such people are easy to control and can ensure smooth work."
Lorenzo sat back on the sofa, laying Winchester in front of him.
"So what did you say to him, about our part, that we were the accompanying musicians and the funders?"
"Although he knows nothing about life, he is very paranoid about music. Of course he will not allow us people to participate in his band performances, even if we sponsor him, but he is willing to let us appear at the scene, even Said to participate in the final group photo."
"A formality?"
"Yes, it fits what we need."
Lorenzo didn't expect it to be like this. Looking at the closed door, he remembered the crazy singing and dancing before... This was singing and dancing in the actual sense. Those guys were really singing and dancing. I don't know which guy. He also brought a triangle iron and kept banging it when the cheers were the loudest.
Looking back, ignoring Hercule who was still lying dead, this time the rescue team embarked on a journey in the true sense.
"Compared to going to other places, crossing the White Tide Strait is not that far. We will arrive at the port city of Nalo in Gaul, the port of Maluri, in three days." Lorenzo finally looked at Hibald, "Then It’s time for you to tell us all about the work. Only you know everything about the work. If you die, we won’t be able to carry out the work.”
It seemed like a discussion, more like a threat.
Heibald didn't have much emotional fluctuations. He didn't seem to understand the other meaning of Lorenzo's words. He said directly.
"Ivar is currently in Maluri Port, protected by the Iron Law Bureau, as well as the garrisoned troops, and their warships are parked in the port."
"How sure are you?" Lorenzo asked.
"Another team arrived in Gaul Nalo a few days ago. They are preparing to have peace talks with Gaul Nalo. The content of the peace talks is what I said before. The Viking countries gave up their alliance with Yin Erweg. Instead, he teamed up with Gaul Naro, and as a trade, Ivar was transferred to Maruri, and after signing the covenant, he would be released," Hebold said.
Winchester suddenly raised his head and pressed it against Highbold's neck. He moved so quickly that Hebold had no chance to resist.
The atmosphere solidified in an instant. Although they usually beat and scolded Lorenzo and said some weird bad words, in this situation, Eve and Kestrel knew exactly what to do.
The folding knife was placed on Haybold's neck, and Kestrel also raised the pistol hidden behind his back.
After all, Lorenzo is his own man.
"You'd better make it clear, Hebold, I know how you want to explain. The other team doesn't really want to negotiate, but to lure Ivar out, and then we will be responsible for the rescue."
Lorenzo guessed the whole picture of the plan, and the peace talks team was just a delaying strategy for the Viking countries.
"But falsehoods can also become true. Then it might turn out that you really want to negotiate peace, and we are your certificate of surrender?"
Lorenzo didn't want to get angry now, but when he saw Eve from the corner of his eyes, he began to feel that this matter was getting more and more bizarre.
The Phoenix family was a meritorious family during the Glorious War. Compared to Lorenzo's head, Eve's head was much more valuable. Now Lorenzo is a little confused as to why Arthur dared to send Eve to this mission. , if it is really what I think, Eve is simply the best candidate.
Everyone has different little thoughts. Lorenzo never believed in Heibald from the beginning. He is a beast wandering in the jungle, and he can only survive if he is vigilant.
The atmosphere was extremely depressing, but in this depression, Hercule managed to recover a little. He groaned and got up from the bed.
He felt a little embarrassed.
"You guys continue."
Hercule said and fell down again. He felt that the time for him to wake up was not right.
No longer paying attention to this guy with a bad atmosphere, Lorenzo stared at Hebold and asked.
"I'm a very suspicious person. You'd better find a way to convince me, such as explaining everything clearly instead of squeezing out toothpaste."
There was a blazing flame in his eyes, and the light was very weak. Only Hebold, who was looking at him, could see it. For a moment, Hebold felt like he was seeing hell, and the hateful scenes flew before his eyes.
The erosion only lasted for a short period of time, but during this short period of time, Hebold felt that his heart almost stopped.
This was the first time he faced such an existence.
"Is this the power of a witcher?"
Heybold took a few deep breaths to calm his heartbeat.
"Yes, as you said, Ivar is hidden. We can only discuss peace talks and sign a covenant to redeem the hostages. That is the closest we can get to Ivar."
Haybold continued.
"I am also aware of your concerns. Indeed, this may cause the falsehood to become true, but you don't have to worry. When we set off, Bjorn had already signed an alliance with Queen Victoria on behalf of the King of Ice and Sea. We will not join forces with them."
Lorenzo never expected that things would develop like this, which meant that he didn't need to rescue Ivar at all. The covenant had already been signed when he set out.
"I want to know the whole story, Highbould."
Lorenzo's words were cold.
Hebold hesitated for a moment, but he also realized that in the past few days of contact, he also had a general understanding of what kind of person Lorenzo is. Maybe he won't kill himself, but he will definitely jump ship Swimming back to Inlwig, it hadn't been long since the boat had sailed anyway, and the demon hunter had more than enough physical strength.
Of course, the most important thing is that this psycho can really do such a thing.
"Like I said, pretending to sign a covenant and you will be dispatched when exchanging hostages is not only a rescue, but also an act of revenge." Haybold said.
"Then why choose me?" Lorenzo asked.
"Because of the choir."
"Choir?" Lorenzo looked confused by this religious term.
"Do you know about Orthodoxy?" Haybold asked again.
Lorenzo nodded and allowed him to continue.
"Gaulonaro was very ambitious. After forming the Rhine League, they started religious reforms and supported Orthodoxy, but Orthodoxy is more than what it seems."
"Another evangelical church...the so-called choir is just another demon-hunting sect, right?"
Recalling what Hercule said to himself before, Lorenzo felt that these fragmented information were connected together in an instant, and for some reason, nameless anger rose.
"Yes, this is the most important thing. You can look at the documents in the suitcase. There is Arthur's letter to you. It was originally intended to be shown to you after arriving in Nalo, Gaul, but you are better than us. You have to be wary of what you imagine.”
Haybold pointed to the suitcase. With the cooperation in the past few days, Eve became more and more proficient. She leaned towards the suitcase, dug out the documents, and found the letter.
"What did he write?" Lorenzo asked.
"Wait a moment."
Eve tore open the envelope and read the contents.
"It's Arthur's handwriting...this is..."
Eve seemed to have seen something that frightened her, and her hands trembled slightly.
"Lo...Lorenzo."
She dared not speak the words, as if words were magic, and when these terrible stories were spoken they would become reality.
Handing over the paper tremblingly, Lorenzo glanced at it. Like Eve, his eyes became serious.
Slowly letting go of his hand, Winchester fell to the ground.
"That's why I didn't notify you in advance. Arthur said that with your personality, you won't care about work at all. You will go to Nalo, Gaul, fully armed, and drive all these orthodox religions to an end. You will be dominated by anger. Then die in Nalo, Gaul, and no one can save you this time.”
Haybold took a few steps back, rubbed his neck, and then sat down.
"As you can see, it's not just the surface. Miguel brings not only faith, but also power. It can be initially determined that Lawrence's remnants have united with Gaul Naluo. The reason why they support Orthodoxy exists for the sake of the choir.”
The Viking's expression looked very lost, to be precise, it was a kind of death, as if he was already a dead person and everything now was just a journey to the grave.
"You should be aware of the power they possess, the unstable low-quality secret blood, the large quantities of demons, the Rhine Alliance formed, and the war that is about to begin. This is the reality behind the curtain," Heibald said and laughed. Now he doesn't have to hide anything, "In the end, saving Ivar is just a way to save him."
Lorenzo's hands tightened little by little until he twisted the letter into a ball and tore it into pieces. His nails cut into the flesh and dripped hot blood.
White flames rose, burning the debris into ashes.
"The covenant will be signed at the port of Maluri, and in order to spread Orthodoxy, the Orthodox Pope will also be crowned on that day, and the ships will set sail and leave with their teachings."
Haybold looked out the window. A dark iron curtain appeared at the edge of the sea level, slowly moving over.A storm is coming.
"This is the real content of the job. I am responsible for rescuing Ivar, and you, Lorenzo Holmes, are responsible for destroying this potential threat and killing him.
Orthodox Pope. "
Lorenzo didn't make a sound anymore, he lowered his head and stood where he was.
He slowly opened his hand, which was already covered with his own blood. He could see it in the blood.
Past history, history that keeps repeating, reincarnation that keeps repeating.
"This kind of work is interesting."
Lorenzo whispered, with a normal smile on his face, as if it was not him who was furious just now, but some demon attached to him.
(End of this chapter)