Embers of Embers

Chapter 527 Repentance
"The external armor of the Morning Glory Advance has been repaired a lot, but some problems cannot be solved here at Wellente."
The crew showed up at Ivar's longhouse early in the morning, bringing news about Notar.
Lorenzo sat next to the bonfire, looking at the crew with sleepy eyes, nodding and whining in response. Although alcohol can't affect the consciousness of the demon hunter, there seems to be nothing normal in this ghost place except alcohol. After returning from the tavern, he had several rounds of drinks with Haybold...
Wait, Hybold?
Lorenzo looked to the other side. He had to say that the insulation in the longhouse was pretty good. Heibald was lying on the animal skin rug not far from the bonfire, humming from time to time.
"Ah...is this a hangover?"
Lorenzo pressed his somewhat confused forehead, his eyes became slightly brighter, and his consciousness became clearer.
The crew was not surprised by Lorenzo's wonderful gesture. On the deck, he could always see Lorenzo's heroic leap and create a beautiful splash on the sea. At that time, he and other crew members Scored for Lorenzo's diving.
"What Captain Notal means is that we need to go to Lingbing Bay for further maintenance. With Inerweger's technical support there, Lingbing Bay Shipyard has the conditions to repair these damages."
"Are these injuries serious?" Lorenzo asked.
"It's not serious, but it's difficult to repair. This involves the internal structure of the hull. During the naval battle, a shell penetrated the armor and sank into the cabin, affecting the lower structure."
"Will it have any effect on monsters?"
"It shouldn't have much of an impact. After all, demons are just flesh and blood. Their way of attacking is to climb up from the outer armor to the deck. However, I'm not sure what will happen if we fight against an iron-clad ship. The bombardment is far more powerful than the demon's claws."
Lorenzo fell silent. With the development of science and technology, humans have been able to suppress demons in terms of firepower, such as those third-generation armors, such as Ascalon, and even those weapons sealed deep underground in the Platinum Palace. them.
Now the only thing that limits humans from fighting demons is weird erosion.
"Well, looks like we'll have to pick up the pace."
Lorenzo was still a little worried.
"what happened?"
The sound rang out, and Shrike came over from the side. When he saw Lorenzo waking up, he was amazed again and again.
"I didn't expect a witcher to have a hangover."
"You will inevitably get dizzy if you drink too much in one go." Lorenzo replied, then he pointed at Haybold and asked, "What happened last night? I remember that Haybold and I came back here and sat down Chatting in front of the campfire…and then the memory breaks.”
"Oh, you and him were chatting about some old stuff, it was messy, and then Hebold was crying while reading a book. He told you some storylines, and then you two hugged each other and cried and screamed."
Shrike walked to Hebold's side, picked up the "Victoria's Secret" that fell next to him, and kicked Hebold with his feet. The Viking was asleep and unresponsive.
"It seems that the demon hunter's physique is indeed very good. You can actually drink up a Viking."
Shrike was sincerely in awe of Lorenzo's drinking capacity this time. With the way he drank heavily last night, he felt that the witcher was about to suffer from alcohol poisoning.
"Hiccup~"
Lorenzo burped, smelling of wine.
The difference between witchers and ordinary people is so obvious. Haybold is still unconscious, while Lorenzo is almost awake.
"However, if there is a risk in facing an armored ship..."
Recalling the conversation with Ragnar last night, Lorenzo always felt that there were many hidden dangers in the trip to Lingbing Bay. Not to mention anything else, Shrike's attitude alone was very troublesome.
"Shrike, if you saw Floki again, would you kill him?"
Lorenzo asked abruptly. This question came so suddenly that even Shrike didn't react.
He looked at Lorenzo's eyes and confirmed that he was not getting nervous, but asked himself the question seriously, he said.
"will not."
"Won't?"
Lorenzo was surprised. He had already thought about how to comfort Shrike and ask him to spare Floki's life first, but he actually didn't mean to do so.
"Otherwise? The events related to our action are too important. My personal hatred is not worth mentioning compared with it. Besides, there are many opportunities for revenge, so there is no need at this time."
Shrike had already been mentally prepared, and his tone was sincere.
"Are these professionals from the purification agency? They are really dedicated to their work." Lorenzo praised.
"As a demon hunter, you also adhere to professional ethics."
Shrike and Lorenzo started complimenting each other, but I'm afraid only they know how much of it was a joke and how much of it was serious.
"But how did you come up with this?"
asked the Shrike. Lorenzo had had many opportunities to ask him this kind of thing while on board the ship, but ended up asking him at such a time.
"I just got the news that Floki is a believer of the Final Society..." Lorenzo's voice paused, remembering Ragnar's description of Floki, and he continued, "Of course, he may not be What a devout believer, but what is certain is that he is related to the Endgame Society."
"Lengbing Bay is like the lower town of old Dunling. There are people from all over the place. Plus the Society of the End and Floki's pursuit of the Sea of ​​Silence. I don't know much about Lingbing Bay. What will happen?”
This is what troubles Lorenzo. Everything about Lingbing Bay is unknown to him.
"How can you be troubled by such a thing?"
Shrike didn't understand Lorenzo's distress, and only then did Lorenzo notice the subtle look in Shrike's eyes, which was full of fighting intent.
"The last demon hunter of the old order, a one-man force that few in the world can match."
Shrike said and pointed out the window.
"The Morning Glory Advance is the most advanced armored ship today. As long as we use full power, these junks from the Viking countries can't catch up with us."
Lorenzo looked suddenly enlightened, and then showed an expression of admiration, an expression that seemed to say "good boy."
"Arrived at Lingbing Bay, you kidnap Floki, and I ask him to obey. Then, with full power, we head to the Sea of ​​Silence. You see, everything is very simple. As for any interference that may occur during the period, it can be resolved with force, but we don't Lack of force.”
Shrike's thinking was very straightforward, but what needs to be admitted is that such a plan was perfect. In the face of absolute force, Lorenzo could not think of any way for Floki to resist.
"The only thing we have to worry about is what happens next. Our actions will undoubtedly anger the Viking nations. I just hope the Ice King doesn't take it too seriously. After all, this is to save the world."
After hanging out with Lorenzo for a long time, it was inevitable that he would be contaminated by Lorenzo's weirdness, and Shrike began to go rogue.
"Don't worry about that," Lorenzo recalled Ragnar's views on the lords, "Maybe the Ice King will support us in doing this."
"what?"
This time the shrike was in a daze.
A kidnapping plan targeting the lord was finalized in this ridiculous situation.
"Then please, please wait until Lord Wilgdason and I confirm the trade before kidnapping him? Maybe I can also assist you."
The soft female voice sounded beside the two, so abrupt, it scared the hearts of Lorenzo and Shrike.
"Se... Seleu?"
Lorenzo lowered his head, and then he saw the girl standing aside. She was wearing pure white pajamas, with pale white blond hair flowing down. Her presence was always so thin that it was difficult to feel her presence without deliberate effort. .
"When did you come here?"
"Hmm? We've been together since the time Shrike kicked Highbould, but you two seemed to be having a great time talking."
Seleu waved her hand. She was not angry at the ignorance of others, but liked this feature very much, because when these guys noticed her, their expressions were very funny.
"Let me see."
Seleu took the books from Shrike, she likes to read very much, for this trip, she brought a lot of books to pass the time on the road.
Like a glow that didn't belong here, she stepped over the corpse of Heibald, crossed over a piece of indescribable vomit, sat aside and opened a book.
The past life made it easy for Seliu to adapt to a different life. For her, no matter how bad it was, it couldn't have been worse than that time.
"Then...should I go back and recover first?"
The crewman who was left aside said that he was similar to Seleu. He tried to bring the topic to the right track many times, but was ignored by Lorenzo and Shrike. He just watched helplessly as a serious action turned into a kidnapping crime. .
Thanks to the fact that there is such a threat called the demon in this world, without it, no one can figure out whether this great detective will eventually return to an ordinary life, or whether he will seek excitement and turn to crime.
"go Go."
Lorenzo signaled the crew to leave, then lowered his body, grabbed Heibald's armpits, and dragged Heibald up.
"vomit!"
It probably pressed against Heibald's abdomen. Hearing just this sound, Heibald started vomiting, which made Lorenzo scream in fear. His movements were so skillful that he threw Heibald out before he could spit it out. Longhouse.
"Suddenly I miss the kestrel."
After throwing Hibold away, Lorenzo missed the Kestrel. He looked at his hands and clenched his fists. In terms of the feel, the Kestrel was more comfortable to throw. Hibold was much bigger than the Kestrel. .
The sound of retching continued, and after a while, there were bursts of whimpering, and Haybold stood up with a dazed look on his face.
……
The cargo ship was advancing on the vast sea area, the sky was cloudless, and the scorching sun fell, making the metal covered by it hot.
Tuke sat in the shadows, looking at the monotonous scenery. He held a butcher's coin in his hand and rubbed it hard with his fingers, polishing the shrike until it shined brightly.
He couldn't remember how many days it had been since it set sail. The entire ship was maintained by him alone, which was very difficult for him. Because he was too busy, some equipment had problems, but fortunately it did not affect the navigation.
Anyway, this is probably Tuk's last voyage. That's what the woman meant. This Seahorse only needs to send her to the Viking countries, and its fate will end here. Therefore Don't worry about some damage to the hull.
He slowly raised the gold coin in his hand, and the bright light shone on Tuke's haggard face.
He disposed of the corpses on the ship, whether it was the captain or the crew. After death, everyone's fate became the same, sinking into the sea and becoming food for the fish.
Thinking of this, Tu Ke stood up slowly, and threw the Butcher Coin vigorously into the sea. It hit the surface of the sea several times before finally sinking under the waves.
"Just throw it away?"
The woman was leaning against the door. Her condition seemed much better and she felt much more energetic.
Tuke glanced at Watson. What caught his eye was the posture of a man, but he knew very well that hidden under this body was Watson's soul. The silver crown was like a symbol, indicating this soul. of.
"If you don't have the life flower, no matter how much gold you have, it's meaningless. It's better to have fun now."
As Tuke spoke, he tossed a second Butcher's coin, which was real gold. It was something Tuke tried his best to pursue, but at this moment, it was no different from a stone, and was thrown away casually.
"Do you think you're going to die here?"
Life at sea is very boring. The only person she can talk to here is Tu Ke. Due to the messy thoughts in her mind, she will say something to Tu Ke from time to time these days.
"I don't know, I just think... I might have changed."
Tuke said calmly that he no longer had much fear of Watson, and probably had a "look away" attitude.
"At the end of the day, gold isn't that important."
"Is this a look back on a villain?" Watson said.
"I don't know, what do you think?"
Tu Ke looked at Watson. After being frightened, he was quite curious about Watson's secret. This strange existence showed monster-like power, but from some conversations, Tu Ke could also detect some humanity in her, which was not incapable of communication.
Watson shook his head and said contemptuously.
"It's just a self-justification before the threat of death. You try to make yourself like a good person, a repentant person, to evade responsibility. But no matter how you talk, what you have done is what you have done. Those you have killed will not be resurrected, they will always stare at you, waiting to meet you in hell."
"That sounds cruel..."
Tuke didn't have many mood swings. In the first days of getting along with Watson, he was shrouded in fear almost all the time. He was afraid that the silver crown would be on his head at some moment.
Fear lived with him until he was completely numb.
"But I think everyone should have a chance to repent."
Watson took a butcher's coin from his hand and turned towards the sea.
"A repentant lie."
"Repentant... lies."
Tuke was thoughtful, but Watson ignored what he was thinking. She also threw the butcher's coin. The gold coin kept jumping on the sea, and was finally buried by the rolling waves.
Watson moved his eyes away from the wave and continued along the sea. The lead-gray iron curtain spanned the sea and blocked her eyes.
　I was a little late coding today. I originally wanted to link up with Du Gong, but fortunately I defeated myself!Tears!
　
(End of this chapter)