Ember’s Gun

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“That’s what I know… everything about Night of Advent.”

In the long tunnel, Lorenzo was leaning on the mottled car of the steam subway, and Merlin and Arthur were opposite him.

The faint smoke in the spit, they rose and dissipated in the muddy air, and it seemed to have a sore throat. Lorenzo coughed vigorously, and dropped the cigarette butt in his hand. Unconsciously, it had accumulated 3 4 at his feet. One.

“It’s been a long night.”

Merlin broke the deathly silence. He didn’t know whether he was happy or sad. He could only sigh helplessly from the audience’s perspective.

“Yeah, it’s really long, sometimes I still feel that Night of Advent is not over, and its aftermath is still interfering with the entire world.”

Lorenzo sighed softly, recalling those memories is really not a good thing.

“But I have to thank Night of Advent. Although I am only a guard, I am guarding Saint Naluo cathedral after all. We Medanzo Demon Hunter can still know a lot of secret information.”

“For example, the Demon militarization project promoted by greed, once it is really successful, it will start a new war. I am afraid that more people will die than Night of Advent.”

Arthur was nodded, his voice a little helpless.

“This is the current situation. In the war a few hundred years ago, we only needed to see who had more people, who had better sword edge, and who had stronger horses. But now is different. Times is advancing. We used swords and swords in the last war. Shield, the next war may be full of shells.”

“Everyone is restrained and maintains a delicate balance.”

Merlin was stiff and nodded. As the only remaining alchemist, his brain was basically occupied by that taboo knowledge. He didn’t know much about the current political situation. He didn’t seem to have much else to do except nodded.

“Then, Mr. Holmes, as a Demon Hunter, do you think there is any way to defeat Reverend Lawrence? You should also feel it, that level of erosion, ordinary soldiers are only dying in battle, and you can’t even resist it. Kind of power.”

Merlin asked, the primary goal now is to catch Reverend Lawrence. With that Reverend’s mysteriousness, maybe he can really set off another Night of Advent in Old Turin.

“I am not sure……”

Lorenzo said blankly.

“Reverend Lawrence is right. I am his shadow. All Demon Hunter people are his shadow. Whether it is the use of power or the means of killing demons, we are all taught by him. He is us. Reverend of everyone.”

“Not to mention that my student is not very good.”

Reverend Lawrence, the only Demon Hunter among the bishops of Evangelion Church, no one knows what he did to put on the blood red robe, and no one knows how long he lived, even if it was the night of battle, Reverend Lawrence didn’t use his full strength either.

He is terrifying, more terrifying than any Demon encountered by Lorenzo. Reverend Lawrence knows everything about the Demon Hunter. He is the Demon Hunter who hunts the Demon Hunter.

“It’s really troublesome… Mr. Holmes, are you interested in helping with a scientific research project? If that project is successful, maybe we can have several points of winning against Reverend Lawrence.”

Merlin suggested suddenly.

“What do you mean?”

Lorenzo looked at the alchemist, and his empty eyes always made Lorenzo shudder.

Merlin smiled with stiff cheeks.

“Emerging technology, this is a new era, Mr. Holmes, it is no longer anything, as long as you have the Supreme Knight spirit, you can win the war.

What dominates the battlefield is technology, military technology, and increasingly expanding military technology. “

Just like that war airship, train artillery, new firearms, and even…original sin armor.

This technology is just like Demon, except that this Pandora’s Box is derived from the human being, the brains of those Scholars inside.

“So, you think about it first, and then let us go out of this ghost place?”

Merlin looked at the lonely tunnel, and the dust was flying like a tomb of some kind of creature.

……

There will always be many things similar to archive points inside life. As long as you come back here, you will be like a new person.

The definition of this kind of save point is very subtle. If you quantify it, then after you save the point, all your values ​​will return to the optimal value, and the form of the save point is mostly different, meaning to many people Also different.

For example, some people get refreshed after drinking a cup of coffee, and some people just sleep or eat a big meal.

For Lorenzo, there are also many archive points, but this is the most commonly used one.

eyes opened, and the ceiling above is covered with various posters, most of which are restaurant propaganda, and some weird meals are listed on it.

The sound of horseshoes in a hurry came from the dim window, and as the night fell, the candlelight like the sea rose.

After leaving the underground and hurriedly bidding farewell to Arthur, Lorenzo returned to 121A Cork Street, probably because he hadn’t slept in his bed for many days. Lorenzo fell asleep as soon as he lay on it and didn’t wake up until sunset.

Merlin didn’t know what weapon project he was working on, but in order to fight Reverend Lawrence, Lorenzo still agreed. After all, this is not his own war anymore, but the whole cleansing agency’s war against Reverend Lawrence.

The entire cleansing agency has been operating at high speed, and the dusty maintenance corridors have been opened one by one. Workers have dived to check whether there is still a Demon breeding ground hidden inside the huge underground maze.

The location of the inner city has been completely martial law, and heavily armed soldiers patrol day and night.

Lorenzo was lying in the corner of the bed. There was no light in the room, very quiet. He stared at the dark place blankly and didn’t know what he was thinking.

When he returned, Mrs. Van Lude was still asleep, and it seemed that she was indeed older, which made it easy for Lorenzo not to explain where he went these days.

My roommate is not at home, and I don’t know whether to go back to work or do something else.

Everyone has their own life, just like parallel lines. You may be able to see them, but there will not be any intersection with them. Their lives are just ordinary life theaters. Every day you only need to worry about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. , And Lorenzo’s life is a war thriller, you can go to accompany those Demon Hunter who died early.

Everyone happily soaks in the lava and talks about jokes. Maybe you can still meet Demon in hell, slash Demon happily together, and continue the front and so on… Of course, the premise is that there is really the so-called post-death world.

If you think about it, this is actually pretty good, and there is no end to the intersection with someone like Lorenzo. After all, not everyone has the courage to face Demon.

He stretched his hand to the bed, the cold touch made Lorenzo rest assured a lot. The first thing Lorenzo did when he returned home was to prepare the weapon. The holy silver-plated sword was placed on the head of the bed, and the ammunition-filled Winchester was inserted on the other side. He didn’t want to use the knife next time he encountered Demon.

Bringing the familiar Winchester, Lorenzo leaned against the wall in the dark, gently stroking the gun body, and slightly felt the handwriting dent with his fingers. Lorenzo had already memorized the text on it, even if he couldn’t see it. relationship.

“Don’t walk gently into that good night.”

Lorenzo lightly said.

This is Medanzo’s favorite poem, for which he also carved it on this love gun.

He also said that this is a poem that curses death.

Really arrogant, I don’t know whether it is admiration or ignorance, but he is cursing the doomed death, just like a madman wielding a sword in the sky.

But Lorenzo had a new feeling right now, his gray-blue eyes were shining, and he seemed to understand the final rage.

Yes, don’t be gentle to accept the arrival of death, even if Death God knocks on the door, it should be shot through the door, and it should be roaring and burning.

“Rebuke, rebuke the disappearance of light.”

He whispered.