Embers of Embers

Chapter 56 Small talk time
Under the dark night, the strong light randomly scanned the earth. The dazzling light was like the eyes of a giant, examining the weird things hidden in the darkness.
It was already late at night, and the temperature was obviously very low, but the machines around him were roaring, and huge steam was released from the engines, burning the skin slightly.
Because of Lorenzo's strong attack, the entire ordinary carriage of the Glorious Train was basically burned into a pitch-black frame, but fortunately they were of no use in the first place, so the heavy-duty crane several meters high came on stage, and the heavy iron The hook was smashed down, dragging each one off the rails, and then placing the armed carriages that had been prepared in the dark one by one.
"So many people have died, what should we do?"
Looking at the charred corpses all over the ground, Eve felt a little sad. Although they were all monsters, they were living human beings a few hours ago, with their own lives, their own families, and their own wishes.
But now these are not important. They are dead, and no one may even remember them anymore, and they will just leave silently.
"We have a department dedicated to dealing with follow-up incidents, just leave it to them."
Kestrel refers to the secret department called the Scavengers. After every battle against monsters, they clean up the battlefield to eliminate possible contamination, and so on.
Most of them are people who have retired from the purification agencies. They retain their knowledge of demons and retire in a department that does not require direct combat.
It is indeed a "conscience" company, and it will not let people go after they retire.
The girl squatted on the edge of the platform, her head lowered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
After Lorenzo's conversation with Shrike, she initially understood that this group of people came from a secret organization called the Purge Agency, which served directly against Queen Victoria.
The internal levels are classified according to the myths of Inlveg and the Knights of the Round Table. The knight commander, the high-ranking knight, the low-ranking knight, and the trainee knight. Now the Kestrel and others that Eve sees are the high-ranking knights. The resistance is the backbone.
"In other words, you also need to go to Ende Town?" Lorenzo looked at the busy crowd and Eve squatting in a corner.
"Yes."
Shrike didn't want to say anything more and just gave a brief reply.
Lorenzo found this a bit interesting, he looked at Shrike and said.
"We need to exchange information, and wasn't it me who you entrusted me with at the beginning of all this?"
Without the entrustment of Shrike, Lorenzo would not have been so deeply involved in this incident. It can be said that it was Shrike who created all of this.
"I found clues. That thing is called the Sacred Coffin, right? It's lying in a small town called Ende, waiting for us to recover it."
"I didn't expect you to find so many."
Shrike didn't show too much surprise at this, he just marveled. He has always had a very high opinion of Lorenzo. It would be unlike him if he couldn't find this more secret information.
"I am a detective after all, right?"
"Part-time witcher?"
"A former witcher to be precise, I retired."
Shrike snorted, expressing his distrust of Lorenzo's words.
"Witchers will retire too?"
"Yes, I was tired of that kind of life, so I came to Old Dunling to start a new life. To be honest."
Lorenzo sighed. He really had nothing to miss about the past life of fighting and killing. It was like an unsightly novel that after reading it once, would be thrown away forever in a corner of the bookshelf.
"Shrike, we need to help each other now, that sacred coffin is dangerous, really dangerous."
His relaxed words were filled with flowing anger, and Shrike felt a little doubtful.
"Why do you think so."
Whether it was Arthur or Galahad, Shrike didn't know what this sacred coffin was from the moment he took over the task, and maybe even his superiors didn't know either.
"It's simple, intuition... the intuition of a former witcher."
Lorenzo looked at the depths of the dark night, where endless monsters were hiding.
"Don't you know what the Sacred Coffin is?"
"Why do you think I know that stuff?"
Shrike took a deep look at Lorenzo, and after a short thought, he decided to reveal a deeper layer of information.
"Because the Holy Coffin originated from the Demon Hunting Order."
Lorenzo's eyes were somewhat surprised, but he nodded as if he had expected it.
"Is that true? In fact, when I realized that highly polluting object, I doubted the Demon Hunting Order. Only the secret blood technology has this characteristic."
"But you don't know this stuff."
"That is to say, it is a product that appeared after I left the Demon Hunting Order, or it is an existence that I cannot understand under my authority, or it is just a code name for the outside world."
Lorenzo analyzed and then said.
"There are probably only three outcomes."
After listening to Lorenzo's analysis, Shrike looked at Lorenzo squarely again. There were many feelings of rejection towards Lorenzo. The first was his identity as a demon hunter that he had hidden for six years. If it hadn't been for today's events, Shrike would have I would never have thought that Lorenzo would be a demon hunter.
Another one is the relationship between Lorenzo and Eve. Due to Eve's special characteristics, Shrike has to wonder if Lorenzo has other intentions. In addition, every demon hunter has secret blood. Without the Armor of Original Sin, Understandably, Lorenzo is the ceiling of these people's individual combat capabilities, and once he loses control, it will be something more deadly than the Original Sin Armor.
"I hope you won't cause any trouble during this short cooperation."
After careful consideration, the Shrike said helplessly.
"What about Eve?"
Lorenzo brought the topic to Eve again. The girl squatted on the edge of the platform, watching the heavy carriage being hoisted onto the track, and a deadly python was slowly forming.
"You attach so much importance to her, and she still has secret blood, so your purification agency still imitates the secret blood technology, right?"
"I hate talking to you, you know too much."
Shrike did not answer Lorenzo's words directly. For this sharp-thinking detective, there were no secrets in the world in his eyes, which made Shrike very passive.
"I won't get into it. After all, I can understand you. On the road to fighting fear, you need martyrs, and everyone here is."
Even Lorenzo himself is one of the martyrs, carrying the deadly secret blood and being chased by demons from the darkness for eternity.
"The other thing is, please relax, we are all teammates until we kill those damn monsters."
"That's why I feel uneasy, Lorenzo."
Shrike replied coldly.
"You have always longed for a new life, so you threw countless bodies into the Thames, and the entire lower town was shuffled because you were a stranger.
But now you are back to the old past, holding a demon-hunting weapon, and you are not even afraid of us... You must know that in our view, you are an intelligence source. After the incident is over, we will probably lock you in a prison until Die, extract all the information we can know, and recreate the secret blood technology from you. "
From the perspective of the purge agency, after the end of the Demon Hunting Order, Lorenzo is the only hope that he can reproduce the secret blood technology. It would be an inhumane experimental career.
"I know it very well, but as I said, even so, I am a martyr on the road to fighting fear, right? I don't care about that. What I only care about now is the sacred coffin. The so-called demons must be purged. ."
Lorenzo seemed to have seen everything clearly for a long time. He looked at Shrike and knew all the secrets.
"Actually, there are some things you haven't told me, right?"
"What do you mean?"
"The Demon Hunting Order no longer exists."
Seeing Shrike's reaction, Lorenzo nodded in satisfaction. Shrike was still not good at hiding his emotions, at least he didn't hide his emotions perfectly. Lorenzo knew everything he wanted to know.
"I have lived peacefully in Old Dunling for six years. With the way of the cult, someone will definitely find me secretly... Demon hunters do not retire. To retire is to die on the road of hunting demons, but I have survived until now. , I can’t think of any other outcome except that they no longer exist.”
With a confident smile, Lorenzo continued.
"The Demon Hunting Sect is no longer there, but the demons still exist. This is why I know the ending will be like this, but I still have to stand up."
The piercing iron whistle sounded throughout the night. The armed carriage had been assembled. The soldiers boarded the huge steel python in an orderly manner. Lan Jade pulled Eve and stood outside the carriage. They looked here and waited. Lorenzo and the Shrike.
"So this is your reason?" Shrike was a little surprised.
"Yeah, this world needs a second Demon Hunting Sect. This is the meaning of my existence."
Lorenzo patted Shrike on the shoulder and smiled.
"So are you touched by my noble spirit?"
"To be honest, if an unreliable psycho suddenly becomes noble, it will only make people wary."
Regardless of Lorenzo's deflated expression, Shrike answered calmly and ended the chat.
(End of this chapter)