Ember’s Gun

Chapter 433


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There are still a few hours before the action begins. For Lennet, this is also a few hours before the start of his performance. This guy’s face is slightly red, and the whole person is showing a kind of excitement.

He looked at Lorenzo and the others. Although these guys didn’t say much, Lennet could feel a deep seriousness from them.

Indeed, it should be more serious. The fate between the two countries will be determined by them for a while, and it will be very stressful to think about it, and these performances, under Lennet’s understanding, are considered strange things by him. .

“Sure enough, everyone loves music!”

Lennet held Lorenzo’s hand excitedly. In his opinion, the rich man who funded him really loves music. After knowing that the show was about to begin, he was as excited and serious as himself.

Lorenzo didn’t know the whimsical ideas in Lennet’s mind. If he could know it, he might think that Lennet was a mental disorder with a little bit of brain.

Looked towards the lobby. At this moment, the lobby of the hotel is full of members of the orchestra. Everyone is wearing serious dresses and checking musical instruments. Outside the door of the hotel, rows of carriages are ready, waiting for everyone to start.

“Okay! Everyone smile!”

The photographer’s voice sounded, and with a dazzling flash, the ka-cha stopped.

A group photo has been taken in the hall, and the members of the orchestra were photographed by photographers. Lennett explained.

“The other members have taken a group photo, so I’m leaving you.”

He wants to take Lorenzo and the others together for a photo.

“No, it’s too polite.”

Lorenzo tried to decline him, although there is nothing expressly prohibited, but he also knows these, if possible, people like Lorenzo should not leave any photos, just like urban legends, just hear it, don’t Leave any evidence of real existence.

Lorenzo smiles hypocritically.

Think about it carefully. In my improvised team, the identities among the members are extremely special. The high-ranking Knight of the cleansing agency, the heir of the Phoenix family, the envoy of the Viking nations, the unfathomable rat king, and Its breeder, and Irene, who was hunted down by the Iron rule bureau.

This posture… I feel that this photo is really worth a lot of money.

“Oh oh oh, I know, I know!”

Lennet screamed like a rooster, and while screaming, he sneaked a glance at the people behind Lorenzo, and then he grabbed Lorenzo, looking like he wanted to pull him aside.

The funny scene appeared. Lennet tried to pull Lorenzo, but Lorenzo was like a stone statue, calm and remaining unmoved.

Lorenzo looked at Lennet suspiciously.

“I said, I know you are like the rich, and don’t want to show their image.”

Lennet didn’t care why Lorenzo was so calm, and whispered directly to his ear.

Lorenzo’s heart was filled with complicated emotions, and the more he guessed, the more he went off the topic.

“But don’t worry, my tone is very tight. If you are worried, we can take a few pictures.”

Lennett said.

“No need…” Lorenzo still wanted to refuse, but was directly interrupted by Lennet.

“Don’t do this, Mr. Holmes.”

Lennett said solemnly.

“Think about it, there are not many opportunities like this, um… at least for me, at least it’s a souvenir, right, this performance is also a realization of my dream, a witness like you must be here Of.”

Listening to his words, the determined Lorenzo suddenly hesitated. Instead of answering first, he turned his head slightly and looked at this strange team.

Eve is playing with Red Eagle’s triangle. Red Eagle looks reluctant. Hercule is still educating Bolo. Judging from his angry attitude, he is ready for the entire third generation of Bolo. Hybold and Irene are cold from time to time. Looking at each other, the grievances between the two cannot be resolved by these few things…

The time for everyone to meet is not long, and they have never known each other so deeply before, but now, in a few hours, they are about to carry out that difficult action.

To be honest, for a moment Lorenzo remembered his past, where Night of Advent was.

Many people have died. With the passage of time, Lorenzo gradually can’t remember their faces. Perhaps human memory is not very reliable. Steel will also be corroded into dust, and mortal bodies will It will eventually age and become dead bones.

Now Lorenzo is a little panic, a little worried.

Based on the current intelligence, Lorenzo is very clear about the danger of the next operation, the choir, the Iron rule bureau, Lawrence… Maybe someone will stay in Galunalo forever during the operation this time.

So who would it be?

His face flashed before his eyes, and Lorenzo was a little unacceptable whoever it was.

Emotion is the inferiority of human beings. It makes people hesitate and not knowing what to do, but it also makes people more like a person, more like a living person, rather than a cold weapon.

“Leave a memory, Mr. Holmes.”

Lennet winked.

Lorenzo looked forward blankly, and after a while he was nodded.

“Okay.”

……

“Then, stand tight, everyone.”

On the stairs in the hall, a few people stood scattered. Due to Lorenzo’s request, in the end they couldn’t take a photo with the members of the orchestra. Instead, only Lennet joined him to satisfy his strangeness. psychological.

“So what is this doing? Lorenzo.”

Eve asked in a low voice, standing beside Lorenzo, she was ready to fight and kill, but suddenly she became a tourist memorial.

“Souvenirs, that’s what Lennet said anyway.” Lorenzo replied.

“Isn’t this against the rules?” Red Eagle whispered, “I remember the cleansing agency has rules…”

“Leave those alone, it’s a rare occasion. Maybe this is the last time you took a photo?”

Eileen put a hand on Red Eagle’s body, pretending to be close to him carefreely. Red Eagle couldn’t guess what this guy was thinking. He wanted to have a seizure, but he felt like breaking this rare harmony. The atmosphere was a bit bad, and I had no choice but to accept it.

“Stay away from me!”

Red Eagle pushed Irene with one hand that could only be moved, and Irene smiled like he was molesting a good woman.

“Yo, is the moon shy?”

Hybod looked ahead, as if none of this brief pleasure had anything to do with him, he asked.

“What do you want to do? Lorenzo.”

“Souvenirs, that’s all, it’s hard to leave the country! No matter our success or failure in the next thing, I am afraid we will never have the opportunity to come to Galunalo for many years, right?”

Lorenzo replied, and then he stretched out his hand and held down the Red Eagle and Irene who were standing one step in front of him.

“Everyone, be quiet.”

The boss has spoken, and the two of them are silent, but from the look in Red Eagle’s eyes, he is still annoying.

“Well, everyone, I am here.”

After communicating with the photographer, Lennet ran all the way. In essence, this time he was not just for taking pictures, but also for getting closer to Lorenzo. After all, how much an artist Still need the funding of the rich, with Lorenzo’s help, maybe he can bring the performance to Viking countries.

“Ok, just smile.”

The photographer shouted, and with a ka-cha, several people’s horrible smiles stopped.

Next is the end.

The carriage is ready, just to go. Eve and the others carried the piano case with weapons into the car, leaving only Lorenzo and Irene in the original place for some reason.

“I always wanted to take a picture with Ivar, but you also know our particularity, these things are impossible.”

Irene looked at the busy people and said slowly.

“Then slowly, over time, I am afraid that I will forget his appearance.”

Turning his head to look at Lorenzo in a puzzled manner, Irene asked.

“You shouldn’t be such a person who likes taking pictures, why?”

She has peeped at Lorenzo and knows exactly what kind of person he is. He deliberately avoids the intertwining of feelings and maintains his indifferent mind as much as possible.

“Instead of being afraid of losing, it is better to refuse at first.”

Eileen put her hand on Lorenzo’s shoulder. She wanted to lift Lorenzo’s head up a bit, but because of the wound, she could only lift it to this height, looking like a good brother.

“Think about it, you are more pitiful than me, so how do you face them? Accept? Or reject?”

Irene meant something.

Lorenzo thought about it, but instead of answering Irene’s question, he talked about something else.

“I’m just afraid of forgetting what they looked like. As you know, human memory is not reliable.”

He looked a little hesitant and sad.

“I’m scared, Irene. It’s like Night of Advent. It’s a sinful ceremony. In order to calm the rage, people are needed as sacrifices… This time is also a ceremony, a ceremony to stop war. , Ceremony needs sacrifices, sacrifices of living people.”

Lorenzo clenched his fists involuntarily, his joints turned white, and his nails pressed deeply under his skin.

“I don’t know what will happen, I’m strong, but I can’t protect everyone… Maybe someone will stay here forever, maybe you, or me, or the one who has been clamoring for good luck Guy.”

“I don’t want this, I don’t want anyone to die.”

Lorenzo is beginning to understand Arthur’s feelings, and Lorenzo Medici, maybe a wrong decision will ruin many people, and they have no time to repent, they can only bite off their sins and move on.

“You can escape.”

“But some things must be done by someone.”

Hearing this, Irene laughed. She leaned back slightly, raising her hands as much as possible, and then squeezed Lorenzo’s face firmly.

“Then do everything you can, Mr. Holmes, save everything you can…”


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