Ember’s Gun

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“Lorenzo!”

Arthur was calling to himself, his vision blurred, and Lorenzo couldn’t see him clearly.

“I’m fine…”

He answered, staggering pace.

“I just… need to calm down…”

In my mind is the almost torn pain, and various broken memories flash back in front of my eyes.

The dark armors fell off one by one, hit the ground, and clinked.

……

Lorenzo can’t remember exactly how he got out of the gloomy underground. He stood under the gloomy sky. The towering buildings of old London were like lance stabbing to the sky, like the giant tree of the ancient forest. The light is blocked.

The cold air poured into his nose, which made him feel sober a lot, but the faint pain in his mind still tortured him.

Arthur was in charge of the aftermath of the perpetual motion pump, which was even more serious than the emergence of Reverend Lawrence. The perpetual motion pump suffered this level of damage for the first time since its establishment, and everyone was alert.

“So that damn project is going to be postponed?”

Feeling better, he looked towards Merlin next to him, which was the perpetual motion pump he sent himself away. At this moment, his face didn’t look good, and his anger was hidden in calmness.

“It should be. We need to strengthen security measures, plus repairs… You can enjoy a short vacation for now, Mr. Holmes.”

Merlin said.

“Of course, thank you for coming forward. Without you, we might have to pay a higher price.”

Lorenzo didn’t care about Merlin’s thanks, his eyes were a bit hollow.

“Really… Merlin, do you understand [Gap]?”

Upon hearing Lorenzo’s words, Merlin slightly frowned.

“What do you ask for this?”

“I need information about it.”

Lorenzo panted slightly, looking at him like this, Merlin didn’t ask much, just lightly saying.

“This is a good start, Mr. Holmes.”

“what?”

“I mean you learned to ask for help. This is a good sign.”

Merlin looked at the gloomy sky as if talking to himself.

“Humans are social animals, and a person is always weak.”

“It’s really weird to say this from your mouth.”

Lorenzo squinted at Merlin. This weird alchemist, with his soulless eyes, felt that whatever was said from his mouth would be stained with mysterious colors.

“We will notify you of the start of the project. Of course, if you have any new discoveries about Demon, please let us know.”

Now they are a true alliance, facing the unfathomable Reverend Lawrence they can only unite together.

“is it……”

Lorenzo coughed vigorously a few times, and he looked bad.

“Are you hurt?”

Seeing Lorenzo’s state, Merlin asked a little worried.

After killing Demon, this Demon Hunter became uncharacteristically. He refused to stay in it, insisting on leaving, as if he was afraid of something.

“How could it not be injured, but I am from Demon Hunter, as long as it is not a fatal injury, I can survive.”

I don’t know if it is self-deprecating or self-confidence, he said.

Although maintaining a human form, Lorenzo is very clear that he is no longer a human to some extent, after all, normal humans can’t do that.

Merlin said nothing more when he saw this, he respected Lorenzo’s ideas.

“Goodbye then, Mr. Holmes.”

Waved his hand at Lorenzo, a train came from the end of the industrial area, it will lead Lorenzo out of this armed fortress.

The Demon Hunter’s pace was a little slow, watching Lorenzo’s departure, Merlin sighed and whispered.

“[Gap]……”

But suddenly another voice rang behind him, the gate slowly opened, and a staggered silhouette came full of excitement.

Merlin was surprised first, and then angry.

“Orvis, what are you doing!”

No one would have thought that the sickly thin boy in front of him would be the mysterious Lancelot. As Knight who can perfectly control the original sin armor, he has always been the trump card of the cleansing agency, so his identity is very secret, and only a few people know it.

But now he ran out just and honorable.

“Merlin, I can do it, I can do it!”

Orvis was leaning on crutches, his face covered in sweat from pain, but it was hard to hide the excitement.

“I can continue to control the original sin armor!”

Merlin held Orvis first and said angrily.

“You have almost reached the third stage! How many times should I say it!”

“No, Merlin, my erosion has faded, and I can continue to drive original sin armor again.”

There was light in Orvis’s eyes, as if to convince Merlin.

“You can check for me again, trust me, I can!”

At the end of the words, there was a pleading look. For Orvis, this was everything to him, everything that truly belonged to him.

Looking at this somewhat crazy child, Merlin couldn’t help but startled.

“Calm down, Orvis…you need to rest.”

“I can, Merlin, I can continue driving the armor!”

He kept repeating the words, a bit crazy in his eyes.

“You are young Orvis, you will only ruin yourself like this.”

He couldn’t help but said, but Orvis still had that look in his eyes, he didn’t care at all.

The gate opened again and the medical staff rushed out. It seemed that Orvis had no idea how to escape from their hands.

Before Orvis could continue to say anything, a tranquilizer plunged into his within the body.

The medicine quickly paralyzed his nerves, but he still looked at Merlin tightly. The unyielding hand clasped his clothes tightly like steel tongs, and refused to let go until the doctor forcibly separated him.

“I can continue… Merlin.”

In the end Orvis said this, like the last struggle of a drowned person.

Merlin looked at this child with palpitations. Orvis has always been steady. This is the first time he has such a situation.

“what happened.”

He asked the doctors who controlled Orvis.

The doctors were wearing thick masks, and they replied Merlin’s questioning.

“According to the regulations for protecting Lancelot, after the alarm sounded, we went to protect him… But he fell to the ground at that time, convulsing in pain.”

The doctor talked about the scene.

“He will recover before we can do anything to treat him, and then he will escape. It is hard to imagine that he could move to this level.”

“Then how corroded? Did you check for him again?”

“No, he may not be able to accept the facts, so he has conjectures.”

Said the doctor.

“Um…I understood.”

Merlin said with a bit of a headache.

Orvis was dragged back to the perpetual motion pump by the doctor, but no one noticed that the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, as if something gave him strength and confidence, making him fanatical.

……

The entire world seems to be distorted.

For some reason, after killing Horner, after leaving the weird [Gap], an indescribable force seems to have been tormenting Lorenzo.

This is a mental shock, and Lorenzo has never encountered such a thing.

He walked on a somewhat crowded street, the prosperity of Old Turin couldn’t be blown away even by the cold winter wind. Amidst the bustling noise, Lorenzo just felt fatigue and pain that he had never experienced before.

“I… what’s wrong with me?”

Leaning against the wall of the alley, Lorenzo sat down weakly, and his vision became chaotic.

That weird [Gap], he killed that person there, and the alienated Demon died.

There is a connection between the two, and Lorenzo is about to touch the truth.

But it seemed that something was scratching himself from his within the body, crawling out a little bit, pressing against his throat, making Lorenzo feel the painful suffocation, so he had to open his mouth wide and gasp hard. So, even too late to continue thinking.

Demon Hunter hadn’t realized that his condition was bad. His cheeks were bloody white, his pupils were slightly enlarged, and hallucinations of various degrees appeared, but he did not notice the hallucination itself.

At this moment, his mind is still flashing back to Horner’s memory, that broken life collided with Lorenzo’s will, and then slowly merged, like putting together two different lives forcibly. Shape a new life.

“He looks terrible.”

Someone asked caringly.

“He will be fine.”

Another person said.

“really?”

“It’s not the first time he has experienced this kind of thing.”

“But obviously he forgot.”

“It’s because of you.”

“…”

It seems that someone is talking in their ears, they are talking about themselves, their voices are fuzzy, as if being pulled into a sharp sound by the wind, they can only barely identify, Lorenzo tried his best to open his eyes, and could not see the existence of other people. It was as if it were my own delusion.

The short rest seemed to accumulate some strength for him. He reluctantly stood up, his mind was as if he had been hit by someone, chaos.

But suddenly a strange sense of familiarity surged into his heart. It seemed that he had experienced something like this many years ago. Lorenzo’s thoughts were also so confused, but he couldn’t remember clearly. The smell in the memory came to the tip of his nose. The cold sea breeze.

Those forgotten pictures are gradually recovered, like a jigsaw puzzle, one after another.

He remembered the long route, from the faraway Florence.

That was how he was back then… it seemed to be so, maybe because it was too long, Lorenzo was a little uncertain about the memory of the past.

At that time he arrived in Old Turin and started a new life as Lorenzo Holmes.

Suddenly, scarlet blood dripped, falling on the icy ground, corroding the ground like strong acid, and rising a faint white gas.

blood dyed red hands, Lorenzo covered his nose, but still couldn’t stop the bleeding.

“He… just like you.”

“The indescribable form of existence.”

There was a crowd whispering inside the silence.

Their silhouettes were obscured by the mist and turned into an illegible gray, out of reach.

“Yes, in fact, in many cases, the body is a bondage.”

“When there is a body, illusory’s will has sustenance, so the concept of illusion has a substance.”

They discussed.

“Things that do not exist can be observed and killed if they have entities.”

who is it?

Lorenzo endured the headache and tried to find the direction of the voice.

Like an old and obscure whisper, a group of people aloof and remote are looking at themselves.

This is really unpleasant.

who are you?

The ghostly shadows sensed Lorenzo’s prying eyes, so they fell silent.

“Hey…”

As if afraid of disturbing some kind of sleeping existence, the sound disappeared. At this moment, the world in my mind seemed to be silent. Neither the wind nor the noise existed, as if Lorenzo had lost his hearing at that moment.

Then the entire street began to twist and deform, the 100-year-old stone bricks began to crack, the icy soil turned out of the ground, the mottled pipes were torn apart by nameless forces, and steam and waste water were discharged randomly.

All this is like a magnificent painting. A big hand tore the painting to pieces, so the world in the painting was also destroyed. After the white tide, Lorenzo saw him, the distant scarlet shadow.

“Law…rence.”

He tried to hold the Nail sword tightly, but couldn’t touch it.

Reverend Lawrence also seemed to notice the abnormality in his vision. He slowly turned his head, but just when he was about to see Lorenzo, Lorenzo would also find him, but the scarlet shadow disappeared in the next second.

In the shattered memory, a dusty section was rekindled and pierced into Lorenzo’s body.

As if in a free fall, Lorenzo hit the ground heavily under the endless fall. This may be an illusion, but the pain is extremely real.

In front of me is the deep black well… Lorenzo remembers here, the sublimation well that refines secret blood.

So… Could it be that…

He raised his head violently, and the familiar dome came into view. This was the Temple of Stasis, the Temple of Stasis that had long since collapsed, but now it is still solemn, as if it had never experienced the chaos of the Night of Advent.

Maybe…Night of Advent hasn’t started yet.

He fell into a strange memory inside, just like the illusion of being in a bad situation.

“We should start. Medanzo has led the Demon Hunter people to guard outside the Saint Naluo cathedral. The guard here will be left to you.”

Someone came and said to Lorenzo, this was the familiar silhouette, anger and cold surged together.

It’s Reverend Lawrence.

Lorenzo’s first reaction was to wave the Nail sword, but he found that he couldn’t do anything…He couldn’t control himself. This is the past that has happened, the memory buried in his heart.

But painful inside a new question arises, whose memory is this? Why would I think of it at this time, and what happened to all of this?

No one answered Lorenzo, everything was so powerless, until he remembered the taboo name.

“Watson…”

He called devil’s name, and the illusion ended.

The entire world returns to normal, or Lorenzo’s weird conjecture is over.

The [Gap] that was about to build a bridge was interrupted, and the memories of deep digging were buried again.

Those lost sounds sounded again, and the silence inside was like a torrent hitting the eardrum, releasing the accumulated rhythm.

The shrouded dome disappeared, and the gloomy sky of Old Turin dominated the sky again.

Fuzzy inside Lorenzo saw someone walking towards him, and the sound of clattering footsteps sounded, that person ran fast.

Immediately after the Nail sword he held up, he shattered, and he could no longer maintain his figure and fell.