Ember’s Gun

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Lorenzo opened his eyes slowly, and his gray-blue eyes looked a little hollow at the moment. He leaned on the closet on the side, dangling his unburned cigarettes.

He did not speak and was too quiet for 4 weeks.

Hercule didn’t speak, he was a little afraid to break the silence now, looking at Lorenzo who was desperate, he was like a dead man at the moment.

After an unknown period of time, Lorenzo’s stiff body finally moved slightly. He tried to sit up for a few minutes, and then spit his cigarette aside.

The time in the memory palace seemed to be long, but in fact it only took less than a few minutes, and the self-harming wounds on his body had begun to heal itself in this short period of time.

Lorenzo dumbly raised his hand, looking at the bloody palm, his vision was a little confused, as if he was still holding the Nail sword and wearing the iron armor at the moment, and his ears were full of the roar of Demon.

Suddenly all the lost emotions seemed to return to the body inside, with a little sadness on his cold face.

He began to understand the words of 047, no matter who Lorenzo Holmes was, as 047 said at the time, he was very regretful.

“At this moment, those sleeping Demon Hunter people, one day they will weep bitterly, and they will think that they are cursed and cannot die with us here…”

He lightly said.

Lorenzo regretted it, why he didn’t die with them, why he didn’t die in Night of Advent, after all, the anger at Demon now was just out of guilt at that time.

Although the time of Demon Hunter Order is always accompanied by danger and killing, for Lorenzo, this is not a short life, most of the warmth he feels comes from that bad time, but now all of this Turned into nothingness.

His friends are dead, the old Order is also annihilated inside history, all the stories in that night have ended, and Lorenzo is a ghost who survived by chance, wandering in this world desperately.

This is not luck, but a curse. He is the only mourner, bearing the only sorrow, and can’t find a place to go back.

He was sad and angry. His friend died because of Demon, so he wanted to destroy all Demon. All these errors stem from the human greed, so he wanted to eradicate everyone’s attempts to that taboo.

Because of this, Lorenzo started chasing death, chasing danger, pouring all his anger on this evil, longing for the same glorious death.

“Are you ok?”

Hercule’s voice sounded, and he asked tremblingly.

Obviously Hercule has mastered most of the secrets about the city, but for the deep hearts of the people, his eyes are ultimately hard to reach.

He didn’t understand why Lorenzo became like this, but he could vaguely feel the same emotion.

Lorenzo gave him an ugly smile. He was like that. He looked like he was going to fall, but he could always get up in embarrassment.

“Although… it was a bit unpleasant, but I did get some useful information.” Lorenzo said.

Inside the forgotten gate, Lorenzo got the memory of the eruption of Night of Advent.

Before Lorenzo thinks about the past carefully, every time he thinks of Night of Advent, he always remembers the outline of an event vaguely, like a disguise, deceiving himself, but the memory of this time is very clear, but the problem follows. Come.

In the memory of defending paradise, Lorenzo did not see himself, did not see the so-called 042.

This is the case. From the beginning to the end, Lorenzo has never discovered the existence of 042. He observes everything from the perspective of 047 throughout the whole process… Or from his own perspective, he himself is 047, he himself Going through it all.

Although I don’t want to admit it, this is a fact. That memory belongs to 047. I don’t know why I got that memory, or the two are the other way around.

As the mystery became clear, more and more secrets were revealed before Lorenzo’s eyes. As he had vaguely felt, this World was far more complicated and weird than he thought. Now all humans do are just maintaining With that fragile balance.

Seemingly awake a lot, Lorenzo slowly stood up, and he looked towards another room. From the window, the hazy rain curtain still covered the entire Old Turin.

Although I have spent a long time in Old Turin, Lorenzo still has difficulty adapting to the rainy season in Old Turin. Usually it will last for a few weeks in Danger Land. The sound of dripping is like irritating drum beats, beating in people’s minds. Above.

“I need a new set of clothes.” Lorenzo said.

Hercule startled, and then asked, “Are you leaving?”

“Yeah, I can’t disappear for too long, otherwise it will make them think I’m escaping…I won’t escape.”

Lorenzo said, Mochi just happened to pass by his feet, and the bloody hand pressed fiercely on it fiercely.

Bolo obviously didn’t expect Lorenzo’s sudden action, and immediately after the clean fur was wiped by Lorenzo like a rag, the big mouse let out a slight cry angrily.

Lorenzo didn’t go to see the barking Bolo, it was like a prank on a small animal.

After a while, Hercule prepared everything for him. Lorenzo put on a dark gray suit, the weapon he carried was hidden under the coat, and he wore a black felt hat. The shadow cast blocked his face. Can faintly feel the gaze under the shadow like Ghost Fire.

In an instant he was fully armed again, and compared with the embarrassed appearance just now, there were two completely different people.

“So you won’t suddenly die at the end of an alley?”

Seeing Lorenzo who opened the door, Hercule couldn’t help asking.

Lorenzo held up the black umbrella, he seemed incompatible with this World, just like the Death God who came to this world.

“Who knows? People will die anyway, don’t they? But… if I really die at the end of an alley, that would be great.”

Lorenzo looked hesitant, but still said.

“Thank you for your assistance, Hercule, maybe I will trouble you in a while, I hope your bad rats will be able to prepare.”

“Aid is not charity,” Hercule said.

In fact, he and Lorenzo have several points of similarity, Lorenzo chasing destruction, and Hercule chasing the secrets, no matter what the secret is, as long as the unknown is hidden, it can satisfy his pathological needs.

“I know… Actually knowing those damn secrets is not a good thing. Of course, people like you are also impossible to listen to my advice. If you listen to me and give up the search for those secrets, then it’s not you. Hercule.”

Lorenzo said that he understands Hercule’s ideas as much as he understands himself.

Advice is useless for people like them. This thing is like a curse. Even if you give up, it will find you again in a thunderstorm night.

He turned to leave, raised his hand, and swayed, as if saying goodbye to Hercule. The vague past gradually became clear, and even the pain and anger became more intense, as if an invisible hammer was hitting the sword. Blade, heal those gaps and cracks again.

When the heavy rain fell, the curtain generally isolated everyone holding the umbrella, and the splashes of rain soaked the corners of Lorenzo’s clothes.

With the baptism of the rain curtain, the steaming city became clear. The towering Dun Ling Pagoda was behind the heavy construction. Lorenzo could see countless black cables across the city. They Entangling on a certain Iron Pagoda, like a woven bird’s nest.

In fact, most of them are telephone lines, which cover the city like a spider web. These are also the legacy of the Dun Ling Project, and it is this legacy that makes this city out of mediocrity and becomes a place that everyone chases. .

The chill climbed up the back of Lorenzo’s neck along the steam, which also made him sober.

The mounted police wore raincoats and patrolled in heavy rain. After the war airship landed, the ground patrol force was strengthened a lot. There were also maintenance teams. Although the development of Old Turin has been close to perfection, it faces In such a continuous rainy season, the whole city will inevitably have problems.

Now that they have been completely exposed to the new Order, they will never let go of their pseudo-Holy Grail carrier… In fact, Lorenzo himself does not know what the pseudo-Holy Grail is, and has experienced the confusion of memories. Later, he wasn’t even sure whether Watson really existed.

There were so many secrets and doubts that night, even after so many years, the rest of the wave still interfered with this World.

But what is even more curious than these Lorenzo is what the new Order will do to target him next. This is Old Turin. Although the cleansing agency is also wary of himself, at least he and them are still in the same camp, no matter what the reason. The reason they won’t just watch Lorenzo himself being captured by the new Order.

So… raid?

Lorenzo suddenly stopped and stood on the street, looking towards 4 weeks casually. For a moment, the whole rain curtain seemed to be filled with murderous intention.

The greatest advantage of the Demon Hunter people is their excellent individual combat ability. Before awakening the secret blood, they and the ordinary person undoubtedly, if the Demon Hunter people come out to hunt themselves, Lorenzo may not have much chance of survival.

His power is based on fighting against Demon, not Demon Hunter. Those skills against Demon have lost its effect for a while, not to mention that Demon Hunter still has those strange powers.

Can they do this?

It is indeed possible to capture oneself in this way, but he is not a soft persimmon.

Lorenzo has lived in Old Turin for so long, and he is much more familiar with the environment than they are. As long as Lorenzo doesn’t immediately lose combat capability, he can escape in this complex city.

Large Geiger counters are all over Old Turin. Under the spy system, the Demon Hunter burning secret blood is simply a dazzling beacon in the night. Lorenzo only needs to do his best to wake up the secret blood, and the rest depends on how long it takes the snake in the atrium to cleansing. The agency’s troops are sent to the battlefield.

No… the cleansing agency is not absolutely trustworthy, at least for now.

Human beings are so stubborn, Lorenzo will not pin his hopes on anyone.

Suddenly the black steed passed by his side, and his horse’s hoof stomped heavily on the stagnant water, splashing with water and wetting Lorenzo’s trousers.

The carriage stopped beside Lorenzo, and immediately after the door opened, a familiar face appeared in front of Lorenzo.

“Are you taking a break?”

Burlau looked at Lorenzo who seemed to be wandering, and asked with some confusion.

“Burlau?”

Lorenzo didn’t expect to see this guy in this situation. It’s not a coincidence that the rain is so heavy, he is looking for himself.

“Yes, it’s me, you have no hallucinations.”

Burlau seemed to be teasing him, and then motioned him to get in the car.

Lorenzo hesitated at first, but he walked up. There was no need to worry too much. Lorenzo still had confidence in himself.

“You look good.”

Burlau looked at Lorenzo from bottom to top. He still remembered Lorenzo’s desperate look when he left the meeting. He thought that this mental illness might go down for a while, but he didn’t expect to see him again. The look full of motivation.

“You are not in the lower city district, why is it so troublesome that you need to show up?” Lorenzo asked.

In fact, it can be seen that Burlau is the person who holds the most power among these high-ranking Knights, and is also the most trustworthy one. If his mental resistance hadn’t reached the standard, he might have become a member of the Knight Commander. For the 3rd generation armor developed by Merlin, perhaps this mental resistance will no longer limit him in the near future.

“It’s… part-time?”

Burlau said with some uncertainty. He didn’t know how to explain this. Anyway, he was used to the way of employing people in cleansing agency.

“Thank you Old Turin for this damn rainy season. The lower city district has flooded with rivers, the roads are muddy like swamps, and the illegal buildings that are grotesquely shaped. Most of them collapsed under this heavy rain. They are now chaotic. Make a ball.”

Thinking about that picture makes me happy. For Burlau, it is indeed worthy of happiness. Although it is the manager of the lower city district, he hates this place. Everyday all different strangers cause different troubles.

“Those guys don’t have time to cause trouble. They are like falling water dogs, looking for shelter from the rain. They should be quiet before this heavy rain is over.”

“So you were ordered to find me? And you seem to have been looking for me for a long time.” Lorenzo asked directly.

Burlau said with an expression of “you still know”.

“Are you still not sure about your own position? You are now a game between the cleansing agency and Evangelion Church…Pawn, well, you may not like this vocabulary, but there is no way, everyone is a pawn, and Father Anthony is Chess pieces, Arthur is also a chess piece, everyone is controlled by a higher player.”

It may be the cold of a rainy day. Burlau couldn’t help but tighten his collar. He hates rain.

“Of course, you can be regarded as that precious property now, but we still don’t know where you are worth, but it is just as valuable.”

Burlau said worriedly.

“You didn’t go back to 121A Cork Street. We thought you had escaped Old Turin, or worse, like being rounded up by the Demon Hunter people, but you look good now, those bad things haven’t happened yet.”

Burlau still wanted to talk about something, but Lorenzo interrupted as if he had suddenly remembered something.

He asked with some suspicion.

“Burlau, do you remember the first time we met?”