Ember’s Gun

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hound…

Lorenzo fully armed leaned against the window, here is the highest point of the mansion, overlooking the whole outside.

The territory of Stuart’s family is in the south, not at all Fiefdom in Old Turin, so Seleu lives in a mansion in the inner city. This was originally the temporary residence where Stuart Duke met Queen because he had to wait for the inheritance ceremony and many others. The reason is that Seleu has lived here for a long time.

Lorenzo has always felt that the castle manor in the wilderness is the most suitable for the occurrence of horror stories. Under such terrain conditions, the interior and the exterior are relatively closed, like a secret room, but this secret room is a bit too large.

But now the place where the story is about to happen is the inner city, running inside is the guard station, and running outside is Cork Street. If you run faster, Lorenzo can still take this dispensable investor to meet The company she invested in, in the fortress-like mechanical academy, let alone any weird hound, I am afraid that even Demon will be melted by fire in an instant.

Picking up Winchester on the side, Lorenzo filled it with ammunition one after another, and the metals collided with each other to make a light sound. The single warhead completely cast by Holy Silver is placed next to the body. This is his ultimate weapon.

In the process of preparing his arms, Lorenzo thought about the inventory of his weapons.

The Nail sword was damaged in the battle with Demon. Looking at this posture tonight, Lorenzo did not have time to go back to Cork Street to get a new one. In fact, the weapon is not important, but the important thing is Holy Silver. After all, the special feature of Nail sword is only the coating of Holy Silver.

This mysterious metal that can suppress Demon is used less and less, and Lorenzo is also starting to have a headache for this. Although Merlin is trying to analyze the composition of Holy Silver in an attempt to imitate it, Lorenzo does not have much hope for this. .

Evangelion Church’s things always give him a strange feeling, as if they cannot be imitated. They have mastered a certain core technology. Before mastering that thing, everything the rest of them did was just a poor imitation.

After finishing the weapon, Lorenzo picked up the Knight sword from the side. After the advent of modern rifles, this cold weapon has become a status symbol, not a weapon, but for Demon, this thing will never go out of style.

“So are you quiet? Lorenzo.”

The voice suddenly rang from the other side, and there was another person in the dimly lit room.

Seleu was lying on the bed in her pajamas, speaking to Lorenzo, who was constantly making noises.

“I’m protecting you.”

“But I need to sleep too.”

Seleu answered.

The girl looked tired, and when she was getting drowsiness, the indifferent little face finally relaxed. She is just an ordinary person, unlike Lorenzo, as a Demon Hunter, Willpower can make him fight day and night with high intensity. Knowing that there were enemies, Lorenzo was not sleepy, even a little excited.

This is like a kind of conditioned reflex, people will drooling when they smell food, and Demon Hunter people will be excited when they smell Demon’s trail for 10000 points.

After a brief discussion, Lorenzo decided to stay with the mysterious hound for a while. In order to ensure no accidents, Lorenzo stayed here temporarily.

“Okay, okay, I hope you don’t sleep too much.”

Lorenzo said, put away his weapon and stood up.

At the moment Yahweh is patrolling the mansion with a shotgun, and Lorenzo is responsible for protecting her nearby. The weird curse carries a crazy illusion. No one knows whether the hound will actually come, or whether it will come. In what way will it appear.

No one knows, waiting is the best answer.

The Demon Hunter person melted into the darkness of the room, silently, if it weren’t for the extreme quietness, and could vaguely distinguish another faint breathing, Seleu would even think that he was the only one left here.

Lorenzo knelt on the ground, with Winchester and Knight swords lying horizontally in front of his knees. He closed his eyes, and his perception spread to the maximum, like flood discharge water. It quietly overflowed the planks, leaking from the gap inside the door, a little bit. , A little bit… spread to the limit of range.

After the silence, endless sounds sounded.

The sound of street steam pouring out of pipes, the clock ticking, Yahweh’s heavy footsteps, and Seleu’s light breathing and heartbeat.

“Lorenzo?”

The girl suddenly made another noise in the darkness.

“what happened?”

Lorenzo eyes opened, she did not close the curtains, and the light from outside came in, Lorenzo could barely distinguish her appearance.

“I suddenly couldn’t sleep anymore.”

“You’re not asking me to tell you something hell of bedtime reading?”

Lorenzo frowned.

The girl smiled at this.

“How is it possible? Do you tell me about bedtime reading, Demon Hunter and 7 damn Demon?”

Seleu teased.

“The Demon Hunter chases and kills 7 bad luck Demons, don’t be like Lorenzo, then I will have nightmares.”

“Then change it. How about I tell you a little Demon to find mother?”

Lorenzo followed Seleu’s thoughts and started talking bad words.

“Little Demon found someone, hey! Are you my mother?”

He pinched his throat and made a sharp false noise.

“En? Child I am not your mother, I am your Demon Hunter Uncle!”

“Then Demon Hunter, Uncle, do you know where my mother is?”

“Uncle of course understood, come to Uncle and I will send you to see your mother.”

“Hey! Hey! Hey!”

Lorenzo was telling a bad story with no product. This ghost is definitely not something normal people would like, and the atmosphere instantly became embarrassing.

But there was a little more noise in this awkward calm, as if she couldn’t help it, the opposite Seleu laughed. Although she couldn’t see clearly, Lorenzo guessed she was rolling in bed happily now.

So what’s going on with the children now, I like such hell stories.

Lorenzo shook the head, and couldn’t help being pessimistic about Irvine’s future, so let this bad luck child be Stuart’s female Duke?

“Lorenzo, do you know? You can be funny sometimes.”

The girl boasted.

“Thanks to my performance, Reverend.”

Lorenzo can’t help but think of the days when he took classes at the Imperial Family Art Academy.

“The performance Reverend was a playwright before teaching, a comedy hobbyist. In his class, as long as your performance can amuse him, you can get high scores… I always feel that he is playing us like monkeys.”

“What’s the name?”

Lorenzo can’t remember a bit, remember it seems to be called Oscar and so on.

That was really a classroom of flurry of demons.

“Very good, he must be a very happy person.”

Seleu slowly said.

Then everything fell into calm again, a dark shadow obscured the dim light outside the window, and Seleu subconsciously pulled the dagger under the pillow, but then the voice sounded.

“Are you scared?”

Lorenzo stood by the bed and looked at Seleu. At such a close distance, the darkness still couldn’t hinder the vision of the Demon Hunter.

“Not counting.”

Seleu replied casually and put down the dagger in her hand. Judging from her skillful technique, it is no longer a day or two to hide this thing under the pillow.

“Seleu, have you heard such a sentence?”

Lorenzo asked suddenly.

“what?”

“It is difficult for doctors to treat themselves.”

Without waiting for Seleu to think more, Lorenzo suddenly sat down on the bed. Seleu subconsciously grasped the quilt, and at the same time, he was about to call Yahweh to come in and explode the mental illness, but then one hand pinched her precisely in the dark. s face.

It was like crushing the indifferent defense, and Seleu was so painful that Seleu couldn’t resist.

“So isn’t it good?”

Lorenzo looked at the girl in the dark.

“Can laugh, cry, and even tell cold jokes… This is much more comfortable than your usual cold look.”

Like a grudge, Lorenzo found his chance to fight back.

“I said Seleu, you can see through a person so easily, then… do you understand yourself?”

“Because of Demon, I may be a little’inhuman’, but why did you become like this? Your peers are much happier than you.”

Lorenzo couldn’t help but think of Eve, the two of them are not much different in age, and they can’t help but compare.

“Or the cloud of childhood is so serious that even Stuart’s honor can’t make you forget?”

Seleu trembled slightly, and she raised her head to look at the dark silhouette. She knew exactly what Lorenzo was talking about.

“Yes, I taught you that if there are no people close to you, the enemy has no capital that can threaten you. The more indifferent, the less able others to figure out your character. I don’t know what you are thinking… But this is for Demon Hunter Humanly speaking, why are you like this? You are the mistress of Stuart, and 32 powerful families are your backing. So what are you afraid of?”

Lorenzo took the dagger, the sharp metal glowing in the darkness.

Stuart’s Duke would not hide weapons under his pillow, only the beggars on the streets would do it.

“Just like I taught you, everything you can hold tightly, even a rock can smash the shackles.”

“Are you trying to smash the unknown fear?”

Demon Hunter saw everything in general, opened the skylight and dragged the girl’s soul out, shining in the sun, transparent and clear.

“No, I am just…”

Seleu wanted to say something, but suddenly the words seemed to freeze in his throat, unable to say anything.

She anxiously wanted to justify herself, as if it was some humiliation, but her cold attitude was as if she had lost the function of speech, she could only utter meaningless babble, until a sudden dog bark sounded.

Everything seemed to be quiet, Seleu turned his head slowly, not knowing when the door of the room had been pushed open, and then the cold wind poured knife-like snowflakes into the room.

Seleu subconsciously hugged Lorenzo, but what she could touch was a piece of air. She threw herself into the air, and pressed her two hands on the cold muddy ground. The broken ice slag reflected her messy like countless mirrors. face.

The dog bark sounded again, it was Death God chasing.

The girl turned around in fear, and the familiar scene appeared in her eyes. She remembered this place, a place she would never forget, and in the direction of that voice, at the end of the old alley, an ordinary wild dog was quietly Looked at her.

The pupils of the eyes were scarlet, as if they could drip blood, and then the cluster of canine teeth were staggered, as if smiling at her.