Ember’s Gun

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The Demon Hunter people came, and they dealt a devastating blow to the manor. The Shermans guards are not the opponents of the Demon Hunter people at all. The older guards know who these people are vaguely, and they are scared, and some People even began to rout and flee.

But this is a massacre. The Demon Hunter people are not going to let anyone leave. As Shermans said, many people escaped like a railway in the grassland, trying to climb a passing train to leave here, but there was nothing on the empty ground. No cover.

The corpses fell, and the blood mixed with the falling rain filled the green grass, as if God was feeling sorry for the massacre.

Lorenzo, who was running wild, stopped and looked out the window. The heavy rain fell and the light vapor was surging. He could see the fire in the manor and the dead bodies outside the manor. There were Demon Hunter people in the rain. , They are like ghosts who do not know where they are, wandering and clearing all the people trying to escape. There are sporadic gunshots, and it seems that the remaining guards are resisting stubbornly.

Lorenzo looked back, and hid the hand holding the lacquered antimony flying knife in the dark, while holding the Nail sword in the other hand, the remaining pocket knives were pinned to his waist. This battle seems to be a long battle. .

There were footsteps, and more than that, there were also other sounds mixed in. Lorenzo leaned against the wall vigilantly. He made an attacking posture. He could throw a paint antimony knife at the moment the enemy arrived. Continue to chase the enemy with the explosion until they are completely powerless.

The door on the other side of the corridor was pushed open, but when Lorenzo was about to throw a throwing knife, he saw that the man was Jager. He was struggling with a cane in one hand and a pistol in the other. His body was stained with blood, there were many wounds, and he didn’t know that he had a lame leg, so he survived the attack of the Demon Hunter.

He looked very embarrassed, look pale, and the blood ran down the crutch.

Jager and Lorenzo were watching from the second side of the corridor. Jager was panicked first, and then the expression of fear quickly dissipated. He raised the pistol in one hand and pointed at Lorenzo.

In any case, Jager didn’t expect Lorenzo to appear here. The chase in the rat’s nest made Jager understand that he was definitely not Lorenzo’s opponent. He was dead, but he still raised his gun stubbornly.

“Lorenzo!”

The old voice sounded and Shermans walked over from the other side. The Old Guy did not escape very far unexpectedly.

His appearance loosened the tense atmosphere a bit. Jager was startled at first, and looked at the somewhat sad old man in disbelief.

Shermans’ current condition is terrible. There are multiple sword wounds and burns on his body, and the swollen blisters have dried up, folds together, sticking to the old face like bark.

The white robe was also burned, and the only part was soaked in blood. If you didn’t know him, no one would associate him with the noble old cardinal.

“grown ups!”

Jager quickly walked over on crutches. He couldn’t stand still, but he insisted on supporting Shermans.

“Now is not the time for a deep love between master and servant. The Demon Hunter of the new order has surrounded this place. We have to find a way to escape.”

Lorenzo looked at the two people coldly, death would come anytime.

Although he can fight the Demon Hunter people, Lorenzo can’t take care of Shermans while fighting, and as the number of people fighting the Demon Hunter at the same time increases, maybe Lorenzo himself will die here.

Lorenzo’s eyes were only on Shermans. He didn’t even look at Jager. In his opinion, Jager had no hope of surviving.

After checking Shermans’ injuries, Jager gave Lorenzo a vigilant look.

“Lorenzo…Lorenzo Holmes.”

Supported by Jager, Shermans spoke weakly, and at the same time the gunfire outside the window became violent. The guards were still resisting, mixed with the thunder, and deafening.

“Old Guy, I have a lot to ask you!” Lorenzo asked urgently.

Maybe a Demon Hunter will come out from the corner and stabbed Shermans to death. Lorenzo doesn’t care about his life or death, but he cares about the secrets in Shermans’ mind.

“what are you doing!”

Jager saw that Lorenzo was treating Shermans so rudely and raised his gun angrily, but this was stopped by Shermans.

“Ask, child, just like I said, answer all questions.”

Shermans smiled sorrowfully, and there was not much he could do between life and death. He only pinned his hope on Lorenzo. Although Shermans had never really understood Lorenzo, but now this once “Medanzo” was the only thing he could trust.

This is not a good place to talk, nor a good time to talk, but Lorenzo doesn’t have time to think about it. He condenses all his inner problems into one, and it leads to Lorenzo’s final mystery, the only one. Clues.

“Lorenzo Medici.”

This name made Shermans startled, and I never thought I would hear this name again here.

“Lorenzo Medici…what is his old age?” Lorenzo asked.

He didn’t have time to explain the mystery of his identity, as well as the fragments of Lorenzo Medici in that strange memory, he could only summarize as much as possible.

“You… why would you ask him? I thought you wanted to know where the treasure of the Knights of the Temple is.”

After a brief consternation, Shermans said hoarsely.

“Do you think I care about that kind of stuff? The secrets of the church, the secrets of Night of Advent, the secrets of Lorenzo Medici.”

Lorenzo grabbed Shermans’ blood-stained collar, his gray-blue eyes with rising fury.

“Tell me everything you know!”

……

“Lorenzo Medici…”

Three people are hiding in the wine cellar. Shermans is sitting between Lorenzo and Jager. They are leaning against the wall and facing the door of the wine cellar. While Lorenzo is listening to him, he is holding a paint antimony throwing knife and shotgun pointing at the door. .

Time, at this moment Lorenzo needs time to understand this past information, so they finally chose to hide in the wine cellar. Although it seems to be in Danger Land, according to Shermans, there is a secretly thought here… to be precise. Not secretly thought, but compared to the common wine cellar, it has 2 doors, and the other directly leads to the ground.

This manor is very large, at least the Demon Hunter people have not searched it for a while, which left them a lot of precious time.

Shermans laughed, holding the wine bottle in his hand, and drank his head straight up.

Although no one has lived for a long time, when Shermans moved here, he brought a lot of supplies from the cleansing agency.

“Didn’t expect to be able to drink swigs before death, it’s not bad…”

Shermans looked at the shaking liquid in the bottle, like blood.

“Lorenzo Medici… he is related to Lawrence, and to many people.”

Just as Lorenzo was about to urge him, Shermans took the lead in opening the mouth and said, he was drunk, which relieved his physical pain.

“What do you mean?” Lorenzo asked.

“Where should I start? Lawrence was originally the puppet that Lorenzo Medici used to control the Demon Hunter Order, but as he got older, Lawrence became stronger in the dark. The two of them played against each other for a long time. In the end, Lorenzo Medici got older. And defeat, which you are familiar with, he went into seclusion.”

Shermans looked back on the Legendary’s life again with nostalgia on his face.

“Of course, there are more than these factors. Lorenzo Medici ruled the entire Florence when he was young, but with the baptism of time, those things he held tightly resisted. The Pope, old cardinal, Lawrence… he is The great man who led the golden age will be remembered forever, but whoever it is actually longs for his death.”

Lorenzo couldn’t stand Shermans’ tirade, and asked.

“Go deeper, is his old age really so peaceful? Just so willing to die mediocrely?”

In that weird memory, he was tied to the iron bed, and countless people surrounded him. Lorenzo didn’t know what they were doing. He didn’t even know if the person in the memory was tied to the iron bed. It’s myself.

The old man flicked the boy’s forehead, seeming to comfort him, humming the nameless chant, echoing in the darkness.

Lorenzo also didn’t realize that as he approached the truth, his emotions were also mobilized, like a stubborn fire.

“Deeper…I don’t know. After all, it’s Lorenzo Medici. No matter what he does, I won’t be surprised because he is that kind of person…”

Shermans’ mouth was full of praise.

“However, since then, there have been rumors saying that he did not admit defeat. The silence now is just to accumulate strength. The old cardinals are also wary of these. After all, Lorenzo Medici has mastered Florence for too long. Who doesn’t know what he knows? What, where and what kind of power is hidden.”

“carry on!”

Lorenzo said that he vaguely felt that this was what he had been looking for, what exactly did Lorenzo Medici do in his later life.

“Some people say that he is secretly planning a project, but they don’t know what it is.”

Shermans thought, in fact, he had a sign of Alzheimer’s disease for a long time. Many times he couldn’t speak well. Except today, he seemed to be favored by God. Today, his thoughts are not clear, and he will The broken story was put together again.

“This is just my inference, I suspect that Lorenzo Medici found something in “Revelation”.”

Shermans put down the bottle with a serious expression.

“Evangelion Church has too many untold secrets, and those secrets can only be understood by those who really hold the power, and if there is any ultimate secret, there is only “Revelation”, from which we established the current Evangelion Church has ruled the Western world for nearly 1000 years.”

“That is a book of miracles.”

Shermans stared at Lorenzo intently.

“We got the power of secret blood from it, but is this really all that is recorded in “Revelation”? Even now, no one really knows all the knowledge of that book.”

Lorenzo felt an invisible pressure, it was a sense of voyeurism, as if something was staring at him in this wine cellar.

“Lorenzo Medici, he has power, wealth, and fame. As a person, his life has reached the limit, but this is not enough, it is not enough. He devoted all his life to creating a golden age, how can he bear it? Is it over?”

This is a terrifying secret, or even a taboo secret, Shermans has never had the opportunity to say this, because once they say it, those people must think they are crazy, but today is different, this is the last carnival of life.

“He has a pure will, but he is imprisoned by a mortal physique.”

Shermans uttered his guess.

“I guess this is what Lorenzo Medici has been doing in his later years. He is studying “Revelation”. The secret blood obtained from it has created such a powerful you, let alone saving a dying old man?”

Lorenzo’s pupils tightened, and he had to believe Shermans’ words, because in that strange memory, he really heard it.

Holy Grail blood.

“Lorenzo Medici…”

Lorenzo’s voice trembled a bit, he suddenly realized that the power of Reverend Lawrence was nothing at all. This mysterious existence was the real terrifying, a plan from many years ago…even in the golden age, and then he has been planning The conspiracy that has spread to this day is still influential.

“Immortality…Only by immortality can he attribute that great golden age to eternity.”

Talking torn the wound, Shermans drank alcohol to the other half, eating pain and vomiting the wine, the blood mixed in it, it was difficult to distinguish.

A heavy net trapped everyone, no matter how fierce the rays of light were, they still couldn’t drive away the shadow of gods, let alone the history of mortals. Someone was hiding there, manipulating the entire world.

Lorenzo Medici.

In a trance, the nameless chant rang in Lorenzo’s ear again. The melody is so familiar, it revolves and rises, Lorenzo Medici once hummed it, 047 is also the same, it is like an invisible ghost, living in everyone As everyone’s memory deviates in his memory, it becomes different, or it is completely forgotten.

Lorenzo couldn’t help humming softly to the voice in his head.

The voice came so lightly into Shermans’ ears, and he, who was still a little drunk just now, suddenly woke up.

The song is so familiar, how could he forget this melody? Many years ago, that old man was like this, humming an unknown hymn, looking into the distance.

There was a sound of footsteps, and from the direction of the cellar door, Lorenzo got up and pulled out his weapon. The blazing fire rose from his eyes. He turned his back to Shermans and strode forward, and the melody blurred as he left. Up.

“Perhaps… he succeeded?”

Shermans’ gaze was blurred. He looked towards the door, and there was a light shining, and there was a silhouette flashing in the blazing white light in the blur, as if it was an angel who was born, leading him to the paradise.

“Perhaps Lorenzo Medici is not dead at all, or maybe he is still alive, staring at us quietly from a corner.”

Shermans looked at Lorenzo’s back, laughed, and drank the wine despite Jager’s dissuasion.