Ember’s Gun

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“It feels good to meet you! Mr. Holmes!”

Seeing Lorenzo walking into the tavern, Hercule behind the bar cheered happily.

Due to the location of the tavern, there were not many guests here during the day. Lorenzo swept around, only a few guests were there, and he looked drunk.

“It’s rare, someone would be happy to see me.”

Lorenzo simply sighed the cheers of Hercule. He is a trouble to move. Walking Death God will always bring disasters to the people around him. But he didn’t expect that he would have a popular day, although this guy in front of him Nor is it a normal person.

“To be precise, I am happy for the secrets in your head.”

Hercule didn’t leave Lorenzo any illusions, and said directly.

Although I have known each other not long ago, Lorenzo felt that he was accustomed to Hercule’s behavior. He sat aside and said to him.

“Just start here?”

What they want to communicate is the secrets that are not known. Lorenzo always feels that talking about things like this should be nestled in a dark corner instead of just and honorable sitting here.

“Of course, this is a good place, would you like something to drink?”

Hercule obviously didn’t care about that many and said directly.

Lorenzo glanced at the bottles and cans behind him, the liquid inside was floating with a strange color.

“Have you studied these wines seriously?”

“Probably… Just redeem it, drink something undead.” Hercule said seriously.

“Actually, I quite like this process.”

Hercule skillfully opened the bottle cap and mixed the liquids of various colors together, and at the same time he said with some regret.

“You should know my search for these secrets, but in order to prevent myself from being suddenly exposed to those people, I have done a lot of effort.”

“But in this aimless pursuit, I also found a lot of interesting things.”

Lorenzo used a spoon to stir in the cup to pass the time.

“such as?”

“Like alchemy,” Hercule said, “this thing is actually very popular, and it even says…close to reality.”

Lorenzo stopped the meaningless stirring, his eyes lifted slightly.

“Some god sticks always like to use it to deceive people, just like a gimmick, so there are very few real alchemy. In my long search, I have found many such ones. Some are fake, but there are always so few real ones. Of.” Hercule said.

“I am not an alchemist, and I don’t know much about those secrets, but in the analogy of these existing cases, I found a lot of interesting things.”

Hercule said and pushed the glass over. It was a light blue, which seemed to be drinkable, but as he dripped an unknown liquid, the light blue ocean boiled and rolled quickly, and it was dyed in a few seconds. It became blood red.

“A lot of basic alchemy is related to chemical physics and so on.” Hercule said.

“Sounds interesting.”

Lorenzo is not an alchemist, nor does he understand alchemy. He is a Demon Hunter who is responsible for killing enemies with weapons made by alchemy. Everything is that simple.

Hercule shook his head helplessly, “This thing should be able to bring innovation, but I don’t know why it will gradually lose, and finally become a street trick.”

“Because this is human inferiority,” Lorenzo took a sip of this strange wine, which tasted like ordinary beer, without much difference, and didn’t know what Hercule had done before.

“The ultimate goal of an alchemist is to pursue the truth, but for them, the truth is limited. If one person obtains it, the other person will lose it. This is the curse of knowledge, and it curses these greedy Scholars. The more they do, the more they magnify their inner weakness.”

Hercule stopped what he had and listened carefully to Lorenzo’s speech. These secrets are hard to collect.

“Therefore, the alchemists are in a competitive relationship, or even hostile. They will not easily share their knowledge, lest others get the truth before him. This is a sick system, and the final outcome is also with those Knowledge entered the grave.”

“Is that the reason for the severance?”

“To a certain extent,” Lorenzo said.

“You know a lot, Mr. Holmes.” Hercule seemed happier when she heard this.

To some extent, Hercule is very similar to those alchemists, frantically pursuing knowledge, but compared with those who have died out, Hercule is much more normal.

He looked at Lorenzo with fiery eyes, which obviously could not hide from Lorenzo’s detection. Lorenzo always felt that, if there is an opportunity, Hercule would be willing to pry open his head to see what unsolved mystery there is.

“Let’s put these aside, I need some information, of course, there is a price.” Lorenzo put down the wine glass, and he was thinking about the next action after leaving the Stuart mansion.

The forces of all parties have mixed into Old Turin inside. Their purpose is not clear, but Lorenzo knows very well that they are just waiting for an opportunity to detonate everything.

But before the detonation, the calm of the stagnant water made Lorenzo unable to start. He wanted to do something, but couldn’t find the clue until Oscar appeared.

Lorenzo never thought that he was still related to that Nordelo. In his previous impression, Oscar had always been an interesting but unpopular writer, but he cared more about the exiles than these.

The Shermans old cardinal.

Lorenzo will end this case perfectly, because he also needs Shermans. As an old cardinal, he used to have a high authority. He must know a lot about the secrets of Evangelion Church, and maybe he can find something related to the eradication of Demon from his mouth. Information.

“Then what do you want to know?”

When it comes to trading, Hercule is also getting serious.

“The exile, the exile from Florence, his name is Shermans, he is the old cardinal of Evangelion Church, and he is now wanted by the new pope.”

Hercule’s eyes narrowed, seeming to recall everything related to this section of emotion report.

He was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and asked Lorenzo.

“Then what can you give me.”

“Just ask.” Lorenzo replied directly.

“Me first?”

Lorenzo nodded.

Hearing these Hercule is not welcome. He briefly thought about it and thought about a lot of complicated questions, but the summary was not as concise and clear as a sentence.

“who are you?”

“Lorenzo Holmes, a detective, part-time Demon Hunter… I was originally retired.” Lorenzo said.

“from where?”

“Holy Gospel Papal State, the Demon Hunter Order managed by Evangelion Church, that Shermans can also be counted as my former boss.”

“what are you going to do?”

“Kill Demon, kill as many as you want.”

Lorenzo expressionless answered.

A few short sentences, but the information revealed in these words is enough for Hercule to think too much. They will become bricks and stones to fill in the illogical places in the deduction he conceived.

After a period of silence again, Hercule slowly said.

“Let me think about your problem.”

“Aren’t you continuing to ask?” Lorenzo thought he would ask more questions, but Hercule stopped suddenly.

“You need me, so you will always tell me the secrets, there is no need to be so impatient.” Hercule replied confidently.

Hercule can figure out Lorenzo’s generality. There is a similar mysterious organization behind him, but from the perspective of Lorenzo not connecting himself to them, Lorenzo and that organization are not absolutely united. He needs himself and is indispensable. .

“As for the Shermans…”

The magnificent hall unfolded in front of Hercule’s eyes. It rose from the ground, building layer by layer until it pierced into the sky, and as the light chants played, the heavy door suddenly opened.

Countless pictures flashed in front of his eyes as the door opened. Over 100 to 1000 people whispered in his ears. Different languages, different accents, and different contents put together an unknown story.

Lorenzo waited patiently. Hercule is very interesting, as he said, after the shipwreck, he gained power that ordinary people can’t imagine, so huge information is flying in his thoughts, if he is a machine If so, the machine is already running at high speed at this moment, and hot air waves overflow from the gap in the steel, carrying the thunderbolt-like sound.

“I think… I have nodded threads.”

Hercule finished thinking. He built a magnificent temple in his mind. If thinking can be visualized, then Lorenzo can see Hercule carrying a ladder, searching for relevant information on the towering bookshelf.

His expression was a little weird, but before saying all this, he reminded Lorenzo again.

“My information is not accurate. After all, all this is just my interpretation. To prove its authenticity, you need to see it with your own eyes.”

Hearing this emphasis, Lorenzo didn’t care.

“I know, I just need a starting point, let me know where to start.”

Lorenzo certainly understands the limitations of Hercule, but within these limitations, there is still much that can be done.

Here I have to rebuke Oscar again. The information he gave is pitiful, and Old Turin is so big. Without Hercule, Lorenzo would obviously have to work a lot to find someone from here, even saying it is impossible.

“Any questions?”

Lorenzo noticed Hercule’s strange expression, he asked.

Hercule thought about it carefully, and after making sure that he had not guessed wrong, he asked.

“Do you remember when we first met?”

“The Rat’s Nest?”

Lorenzo remembered that in order to chase that person, Lorenzo was hit by a carriage and flew several meters away.

“They are strangers. Although they cover up well, I can hear the difference in their accents,” Hercule said. “They are a group of people who cannot be seen, and what they have to do is not seen, otherwise they will also Won’t come to me.”

Lorenzo listened carefully and couldn’t help but said.

“Do you even analyze your customers?”

“It was my dear customer who almost killed me.”

The premise of Hercule at first being friendly to Lorenzo is that he saved himself there. Although he has a brain that surpasses ordinary people, Hercule’s physical ability is not good. It may be the repercussions left by the shipwreck. With his fragile physique, Falling from that height, he will undoubtedly die.

“Those guys have problems, and even the questions they ask are very problematic.” Hercule’s words sounded confusing.

“In fact, many people, from the questions they ask, can deduce their identity and purpose, businessmen for profit, politicians for power…Of course, my business scope is not advanced to that level.”

Although it has a small reputation in the lower city district, but under the deliberate control of Hercule, the rat is just a nobody to Old Turin.

“What is their question and what is the answer?” Lorenzo asked.

“What happened in the north of Old Turin, and I calculated that there was a secret military operation in the north not long ago.”

Hercule confessed, but then he saw Lorenzo’s slightly changed expression, he couldn’t believe it.

“This… you won’t be involved.”

Lorenzo did not answer these, but stood up directly, and continued.

“I think I know. Let’s wait a while. If necessary, this is my address.”

Lorenzo took out his business card and put it on the bar.

“No… I haven’t said the speculation yet!” Hercule didn’t know what Lorenzo was making.

“I have already guessed it, Hercule, I am actually quite smart, but in many cases I prefer to use violence to solve problems.”

Lorenzo said that he was leaving. He did have a smart brain, but rather than trying to calculate something, Lorenzo still liked to speak with a sword, which was much faster than the former.

Everyone is driven by purpose, even in fleeing. If Shermans really wants to avoid the pursuit of the new pope, he should go to a farther and more remote place instead of Old Turin, a powerful city. He must have come for something.

In just a few words, Lorenzo has already deduced the unknown secret, but this time it is not enough to rely on him alone.

Although Lorenzo became vigilant about the cleansing agency due to the arrival of the mission, Lorenzo could not tolerate separation from it in this incident.

“I should have thought of it.”

Lorenzo whispered as he walked.

The high-ranking Shermans impossible does not know its existence. The precious thing named “Revelation”, as long as they get it, even the new pope is no longer threatening. They can rebuild new ones at will if they want. Church.

This is the purpose of the exiles. They came to Old Turin not to escape, but to counterattack.