Ember’s Gun

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In the long calm, the turbulent emotions slowly fermented until reason could no longer control it and burst the bank.

Lorenzo extend the hand and turned off the light source in the room. The darkness shielded the two of them, and also concealed their embarrassed expressions.

“What a terrible power, Mr. Holmes.”

In the darkness, Irene’s voice trembled a little, with a slight sob.

“Yes, terrible power.”

Lorenzo answered indifferently, then wiped his wet eye sockets with the corner of his clothes.

“Are you crying for me?” Irene asked.

“I don’t know. I can only feel everything about you personally. At the price, your emotions and thoughts will also interfere with me. This kind of residue will pile up more and more until it drowns me and changes It’s a monster that I don’t know.”

Lorenzo answered calmly, clenching his fists to keep himself alive.

“Then what I feel is your emotions?”

Irene asked again, Lorenzo saw her in the moment she was peeped by Lorenzo, and she also saw Lorenzo, the two wills intertwined and witnessed each other’s life.

Despair, sadness, anger…the extremely complex emotions are mixed under the name “Lorenzo Holmes”.

Eileen can’t see Lorenzo’s past, but she can feel it.

“I’m not as cold-blooded as you. Take this as my cry for you.”

Eileen also grabbed the sheets, wiped away the tears and tried to calm her emotions as much as possible, and she said slowly after a long time.

“I have thought…maybe one day, someone will thoroughly understand it, but I didn’t expect that person will be you, or in this weird way.”

Power Gabriel’s power has completely exceeded Irene’s imagination. She tried to describe this power, but she couldn’t find the corresponding words.

“So are we friends? Mr. Holmes.”

“Probably, but it’s not a good thing to be my friends, my friends are almost dead.”

Lorenzo’s response came from the darkness.

“What about the others, do they know this power you have?” Irene asked.

“I don’t know.”

Lorenzo’s answer was a bit hesitant. He also thought about whether to say all this, but finally gave up.

from start to finish Lorenzo can absolutely believe only himself and the sword in his hand.

“Then this is my own secret?”

Eileen’s voice suddenly became frivolous, as if the grief just now was just an illusion, no…she is such a person, and controlling emotions is a basic professional quality for her.

She extended the hand, and there was a vague darkness in her vision, but soon she touched some tender skin, still a little moist.

“This is a deal, you cry for me, and I keep it secret for you.”

This time Lorenzo said nothing, he remained silent.

He has thought about threatening Irene after all. After all, the beacon has been planted and Lorenzo can take Irene’s life at any time, but he hesitated at this moment.

Eileen can’t see herself, but the eyes of the Demon Hunter in the dark can see Irene very clearly.

She thought her voice and actions were perfectly disguised, but Lorenzo could see the tears slowly falling from her face, breathing slowly, so that the trembling voice could not expose the emotional breakdown.

At this moment, she is really like a poor puppy, soaked in rain, shiver coldly hiding in the shadow that others can’t see.

There is a voice outside the door, someone is calling Lorenzo’s name.

“I’m leaving first, as for the ones you guessed…I will watch Hyboard.”

Lorenzo left silently.

……

“A major event is out!”

With a loud roar, Hercule kicked the door vigorously. Judging from his gasping for breath look, this guy ran back all the way.

However, everyone in the room reacted coldly to Hercule’s fatal response, with a calm expression on their faces. In their opinion, the “major event” had already happened.

Red Eagle with several bandages on his body was sitting on the dusty sofa. He raised his head slightly, glanced at Hercule, and then turned his gaze back to the book. Eve didn’t care about Hercule’s return. She took it. Chasing Bolo with the broom, this damn mouse is drilling everywhere, Eve can’t stand it.

The only thing that seemed more reliable was Hayboard, who stood aside, wiping the blood on the ground with a mop.

Looking at this messy room, it is obvious that a fierce battle has just happened here. After realizing this, Hercule calmed down his excitement. Now, his intelligence may not really be a major event. .

He walked to the side and raised a chair, thinking about it and asking.

“Where is Lorenzo?”

Red Eagle raised his hand and pointed to the room on the other side.

It has been a long time since Red Eagle left, and it is not clear what Lorenzo and Irene said in the room.

“I have a major event to talk to Lorenzo!” Hercule became anxious again.

“What’s the matter?”

The door was pushed open, the sound rang, Lorenzo’s eyes were slightly red, and his expression was cold.

“Where have you been? Hercule.”

Lorenzo asked as he walked, kicking away the obstructions as he walked, and sat down on the dusty sofa, leaning against Red Eagle.

This scared Red Eagle. Obviously, Lorenzo’s aura is a bit wrong now, as if he will draw a sword and slash people in the next second. He leaned to the side to make room for Lorenzo, but The sofa is so big in total, he can’t move it anyway.

“I went to the sacrament of the Orthodox Church, and then walked around again to see where it is more convenient to run…Talking, I think we can use that gas street lamp to blow up the street. The traffic here is too far behind , It will last a long time.”

“Heroes see the same thing! We think so too!”

Eve said from the side, she finally caught the damn big mouse, hugged it in her arms and rubbed it vigorously.

“The other thing is, Lorenzo, I heard that melody at the sacrament.”

This information urged Hercule. He didn’t care about the other things, and moved the chair directly in front of Lorenzo, and then sat down.

“Yes, this is the melody.”

Hercule awkwardly imitated the tune that Liya was humming at the time. To be honest, he had no musicality. Looking at his overstretched expression, everything seemed so funny.

But no one can laugh.

The tune was humming crookedly by Hercule, but Lorenzo still heard the vague melody, his expression changed from cold to serious, and his eyes revealed murderous aura and anxiety.

Lorenzo has heard this melody many times, in Lorenzo Medici’s mouth, in 047’s memory, everywhere in Saint Naluo cathedral…

No one knows the reason for it, and no one knows its name. There is no musical score to record this melody. It only relies on people’s memory to spread. If you forget it, it will be lost forever.

That’s why the old man stubbornly hummed. He is too old and the memory is no longer reliable. He can only repeat it continuously, remembering it firmly, and passing it on.

“This melody comes from an old cardinal dressed in a bright red Orthodox church. He wears a dark mask…I think this melody should be related to your Evangelion Church?” Hercule asked.

After a long silence, Lorenzo nodded stiffly and slowly talked about the past of this melody.

“This is an unnamed hymn, which is passed down only by human memory. In the long years, its fragments have been forgotten or tampered with. In short, this is not an important thing, just like The tradition is the same, spread within Evangelion Church.”

Here, Lorenzo once again thought of the dead old man, Lorenzo Medici. In 047’s memory, he saw Lorenzo Medici’s guess about this melody.

He thinks that this irrelevant melody may be really important, but at a certain point in the past, those who knew it was important died, or it was in the iteration year after year Forgotten.

It is really important, but no one remembers why it is important. People can only stubbornly talk about it and sing it until today.

“Who else knows this melody? If you exclude speculation like this, you might know who the other party is.”

Hercule looked at Lorenzo on the facial expression grave. He thought Lorenzo might already know who the other person is.

Mikael?

From the memory of 047, you can see that what he longs for until now is only power. Faith is not worth mentioning for him. Let him remember this ancient melody. Obviously it is impossible, and that guy is already There is no need to wear any mask.

Others?

The spread of this melody is actually very narrow. It is only transmitted between the upper floors of Evangelion Church. The other old cardinals? One part is dead with the Night of Advent, part of the acknowledgement allegiance is due to the reign of the new pope, and the remaining part follows Mikael.

Shermans, the most pious among them, is dead, and the others are just Mikael’s tools.

Who would it be?

The disturbing answer slowly rises in deep in one’s heart. As early as in the conversation with Watson, Lorenzo vaguely confirmed these, but under more evidence, he still feels this fact. Fear and anger.

“I want to know who he is.”

Lorenzo took a deep breath. He looked at his hands. They were shaking not because of fear, but of excitement.

“Lawrence.”

The devout and crazy Reverend, the existence named Lawrence.

“Lawrence? Isn’t he dead?”

Hearing Lorenzo’s words, the Red Eagle on the side almost jumped up. He knew too much about the power of Lawrence, and he also understood the despair of facing such people.

The cleansing agency teamed up with Lorenzo to kill him with difficulty, and now he appears again, from Lorenzo’s mouth.

Red Eagle is very clear about this kind of thing, Lorenzo will not crack a joke, which means it is true, that monster is still alive, just like Lorenzo, come back from the dead.

The teeth trembled, and Red Eagle scolded immediately.

“I just said there was a ghost in this job! Let me go back to Irvine, I don’t want to die from abroad!”

I can only speak quickly for a while, Red Eagle swears and then rests, his face is dull.

“Lawrence…”

Eve was also stunned when Lorenzo said the name, she stiffened in the original place, and Bolo in her arms was curious why the big mouse didn’t touch herself anymore, and arched Eve’s hand vigorously.

The desperate bright red silhouette, Eve nearly died at the hands of Lawrence, and it was at that time that Lawrence’s fear was deeply implanted in her heart.

“Lawrence? Who is he?”

Hyboard, who doesn’t understand all of this, is full of doubts and pressure. The guy who can make Lorenzo take so seriously is also a terrifying monster.

“One of the Evangelion Church old cardinals, the Reverend of the old Demon Hunter Order.”

Lorenzo has completely lost his previous cynical expression. He stood up and walked to the cello box to the side. From it, he picked up handfuls of Nail sword and wiped them carefully.

For Lorenzo, preparing weapons is a stress-relieving thing.

“If it’s true, I suggest you prepare to die next.”

Lorenzo pulled out handfuls of Nail swords, inserted them into the wooden table, took out the last one, and pointed at Eve.

“This is just your internship. You don’t have to work so hard. If I ask you to evacuate, you must evacuate, understand?”

What Eve wanted to say, she wanted to say that she could do it too, but when she thought of Lawrence’s desperate military force, she knew very well that in that situation she would only be a burden to Lorenzo, everyone.

“I see.”

Lorenzo nodded with satisfaction, and then Nail sword swept over the others, he said.

“So do you, wherever you are, if you hear my voice telling you to evacuate, you must evacuate immediately. Regardless of rescue Ivar or assassination of the pope, you must evacuate Maruri immediately and return to Irvine.”

“Then what are you going to do? Lorenzo.”

Haybod asked hard, the heavy atmosphere made him almost speechless.

“Me? If Lawrence really survives, then this is my negligence. I will make up for my mistake and kill him completely.”

Lorenzo understood Hybade’s concerns, and he continued.

“You have to know that Lawrence is more valuable than Ivar and the Pope. If I can kill him, it will be considered as completed. If my guess is wrong, then I will act step by step.”

“And you…”

Finally, the blade pointed to Hercule.

“What’s the matter?” Hercule hadn’t seen Lorenzo like this yet, both scared and excited.

“Hercule, this matter has nothing to do with you. You were pulled over by me halfway. Thank you for your contribution so that I can know this potential in advance… If this is true, we are acting What I discovered at the time, the consequences would be disastrous…I might kill you all person.”

Lorenzo’s words paused for a long time before speaking again.

“Hercule, buy a ferry ticket to return to Irvine tomorrow. There will be no more tactics and tricks, only the contest between iron and iron.”

Hercule’s gaze glided towards Lorenzo along the blade.

“Are you driving me away?”

“no no no, you can’t do this, Lorenzo, after all, what Lawrence is now just a guess, isn’t it? I also know you are worried. If you run away in embarrassment just because of a guess, it’s too inconsistent with my identity. Up.”

A questioning look came, all directions.

Hercule blushed and shouted immediately.

“I am a rat king! I am a king anyway!”

He continued to explain.

“I know I don’t have any military force, but I think I have a position that suits me.”

Hercule paused, said confidently.

“I think you probably lack a responder, right, the one responsible for sailing and running.”