Chapter 21: A Draw

The night was long, and everyone seemed to have no intention of sleeping.

The bright moonlight did not illuminate the house completely, and the girl sat on the bed, her long fiery red hair glowing slightly in the white light, while at the other end of her, Lorenzo stood in a dark corner, only a vague outline could be seen.

"I saved his life...... Probably. ”

Eve thinks back to the moment when she changed all this, in the Black Mountain Hospital, in the midst of a seemingly endless storm, she saw Arthur running towards the original sin armor, and Eve, driven by Arthur, looking for a way to escape.

In fact, everyone knew very well what the ending would be at that time, and the parting of life and death would always seem very bad.

It stands to reason that Arthur will die there in the end, and Eve will survive under everyone's protection.

But that story changed.

"I am who I am, and I don't want to be manipulated, even if he is my father, and he told me to run away. But halfway through the escape, I repented. ”

Eve looked out the window, she didn't close the curtains, it was a nice room with a sea view, and the view was very good.

The ships that straddle the sea are lit up with bright lights, and they are like schools of glowing fish, swimming in the waves, reflecting the dark sea in a distorted color.

"I was thinking, is this the decision I want to make? Do I really want to escape? I said I would survive, but after I survived, wouldn't I regret it?"

Blue Jade's words echoed in her mind, and at the last moment of her escape, she suddenly said something to herself coldly.

She wished she could say something to Arthur at the end, like a goodbye, but Eve couldn't say anything.

"So what?"

Lorenzo's question came from the shadows.

It looks like he missed a lot of things in that storm, about Eve, about Arthur, about a lot of people.

He hadn't seen Joey in a long time, and although everyone hadn't said it explicitly, Lorenzo had guessed what was going to happen, it was a bad storm, and it was all over.

"I don't want to do that, but ...... after all"

Eve slowly fell silent, but the next moment her voice said with a little anger.

"Why!"

The sudden shout made Lorenzo stunned, not knowing what this guy was thinking.

"Yes, why, why should I listen to him, why should I run away when he tells me to run!"

Eve patted her chest, full of righteousness.

"Down there, Eve Phoenix, the daughter of the Duke, Detective of the Suaran Hall, a natural Ranger!"

She followed Lorenzo's nonchalant tone, her hand like a knife, slicing through the air.

"So my anger rose from my heart! Evil grew to the side of my guts! I turned around, drew my folding knife, and cut down all the demons, and saved Arthur's life by the way. ”

Her movements were funny, but Lorenzo knew very well that he could feel the thrill and danger of that time, and that courage was already a little cheap on that hellish battlefield, where humans needed extreme coldness, and that they could only fight monsters if they turned into monsters.

"It's more than that, isn't it?" Lorenzo asked.

The smile on Eve's face froze, and after a moment of silence, she lay down like a deflated ball, looking at the ceiling.

"I was thinking, if I escaped like this, even if I survived, I am afraid that I would always hover in his shadows, and the back of his death hung over me like a nightmare, and I was terrified and overwhelmed all day long.

I found that my greatest fear was not death, but more complex emotions, guilt, shame, and sorrow...... I'm actually capable of changing that, after all, I'm a natural Ranger......

If I just escape, although it is in response to Arthur's idea, I can let him leave in peace, but in that case, am I still me?"

"So for this ridiculous reason, you go back? Go back to hell. ”

"Of course. ”

"It's the wrong choice, and you might die there. ”

"But if you had chosen it, you would have chosen the wrong option, wouldn't you?" Eve asked rhetorically, "Lorenzo, there are some things that are not absolutely right, only what I like." ”

"It's hard to buy if you have money? ”

"Almost. ”

Lorenzo looked pensive and nodded.

"It's really your character. ”

"Of course, so this internship is my life!"

Eve sat up abruptly and looked into the shadows, and by now Lorenzo was already sitting on the threshold, with a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth, the light was a little faint, and the smoke was slowly rising.

"And then?"

Lorenzo looked disdainful, thinking of this so-called internship, Lorenzo felt weird, it felt like Arthur was taking revenge on himself.

This team configuration is outrageous.

But he also knew Arthur's intentions, this time Arthur didn't want to protect Eve anymore, or he wanted to protect her in another way.

Instead of wrapping her tightly with a shield, let Eve herself hold on to a sword that could cleave all obstacles.

Sharpening a sword requires just the right whetstone, and this risky and outrageous job is obviously suitable, but it can't break the sword in one go, so Lorenzo is here.

"And then?"

Eve repeated Lorenzo's words again, as if she were thinking about something, rubbing her face vigorously to soften it as much as she could.

"And then please do your job! Mr. Lorenzo Holmos, if you get away with it, my internship will be messed up!"

She stuck out her tongue and pretended to be cute, looking at Lorenzo with a contrived expression in her eyes.

Although Eve could only see a faint point of light in the shadows, as she spoke, she could clearly see that the point of light was trembling violently, as if Lorenzo was holding back a choking sound, and her body trembled violently.

"You're still naΓ―ve, Lorenzo, is this a draw?"

Eve put away her expression and giggled, the so-called smile hides a knife, probably like this.

Miscalculated.

In the shadows, Lorenzo took a deep breath, he extinguished the cigarette butt, and for a moment felt that the girl was annoying.

To be honest, Lorenzo is very bad at dealing with girls like Eve, and her ideas are more complex than those of the old foxes, and she is not independent, just like a stubborn bear child.

He's starting to miss the ladies of the Saturday Housewives, who are all women, but they have a much easier guess than a guy like Eve.

Lorenzo could easily follow their ideas and make them happy...... In fact, sometimes Lorenzo also knows that these noble ladies are not stupid, but at their age, everyone is very good at deceiving themselves, and real life is already very bad, compared to living in a lie is a very easy thing.

"Sleep, sleep. ”

Lorenzo didn't bother to pay attention to her, and lay down in the bathtub with a pillow underneath, and on the edge of the tub lay the nail sword and Winchester.

"Good night!"

The sound of joy came in, and Lorenzo rolled over and couldn't help but cover his ears.

......

It's dawn.

The kestrel got up from the bed full of energy, and the books it had read last night were scattered around it.

Unfamiliar room, beautiful view outside the window, no need to go to work, no need to fight with demons.

The kestrel is in a good mood.

But as his consciousness became clearer, the kestrel's memories came back to life.

It's not a publicly-funded tour, it's overtime.

The smiling expression froze, and he immediately threw himself back into the bed, unable to bear to accept this reality, he felt that this must be some nightmare, and after he woke up, it was a beautiful public trip.

But he couldn't sleep, so he could only accept the cruel reality.

He couldn't remember quite right, but he looked around lazily, only to see that the lamp was still on, and then a somewhat sad face came into view.

Wow, ahhhh

In the kestrel for a moment, countless little kestrel screamed in his mind, and it was not a humanoid kestrel of kind, but a real, bird-like kestrel of birds, and this group of young birds nested in the nest and screamed together.

I said...... What's wrong?"

Kestrel asked tentatively.

I saw Hybod turn his head stiffly, the face of this strong Viking man was inexplicably soft at the moment, the lines sculpted by the cold wind were no longer as sharp as before, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, as if he had cried bitterly in the night.

Such a hybode caused the kestrel to feel a sharp discomfort, not a feeling of nausea, but a more deranged feeling.

It's like a bizarre piece of text, you know every word, but when you put it together, you can't read it.

"Nothing. It's a good story indeed. ”

Heibert's tone was as always, with a little depth, and as he spoke, he did not forget to turn the pages and continue to look at the book in his hand.

Yes...... This......

The cold winds of the north, the roaring sea of ice, and even the fierce battle between life and death, all of these did not convince this warrior who believed in the god Odin, but a book circulated in the shadows made him bend his back.

Looking at the book cover, Kestrel remembered the name of the book, which was called "Victoria's Secrets", which tells the story of a royal princess who encounters ups and downs in her pursuit of love.

"Is this the only one? I'm almost done. ”

Haybold asked suddenly.

"Oh, oh, yes, yes. ”

Kestrel turned around and took out the next few books from his suitcase.

He only read the beginning of this book, and I heard that it was a tearjerker. Originally, he was going to set up a chair under a certain beautiful scenery in this publicly-funded tour, and slowly enjoy it while fishing, feeling the love and hate in the story.

Of course, this wonderful unfolding completely disrupted Kestrel's plans, and he no longer needed to use the story to feel it, and Kestrel himself was now like the protagonist of a tragic drama.

"You...... Haven't slept all night?" asked the kestrel quietly.

"Don't worry, our ship won't leave until tomorrow afternoon, and according to the itinerary, today is considered a rest. ”

As if the kestrel was worried about something, Haybold replied intently.

"Is that so......"

Said so, but Kestrel swore that it must have been Haybold who said it to excuse himself, who said that Vikings are reckless, aren't they all very cunning?

"Yes, in fact, this is indeed a tour, after all, we will be at sea for many days, and we don't need to fight and kill every day, we need to rest, and so do the enemies. ”

Listening to Hayboy's words, the kestrel nodded slightly, and then put on his clothes.

"What do you want for breakfast?"

Hybod did not reply, the majestic Viking was completely immersed in the story, grieving and rejoicing in the love story of the men and women...... To be honest, this contrast was quite surprising to the kestrels.

But it's not bad, at least Kestrel can be regarded as knowing this stranger who has not known each other for a long time, and everyone seems to be relatively normal.

Unlike the warlike and bloodthirsty Vikings, everyone is actually pretty much the same, all of them are normal, not all crazy.

"Ah...... If you think about it, it's really like traveling. ”

Pushing open the window, the whole city wakes up, leaving behind the dark parts, and the scenery in front of you is incomparably beautiful.

The sea breeze blew on the face, and for a moment the kestrel suddenly had a very wonderful feeling, and the body and mind were extremely relaxed at this moment.

The feeling was so strange that he was like a tight string, stretched for so long, that he even forgot what a peaceful life was like.

But then came uneasiness, kestrel felt an inexplicable palpitation, it was such a peaceful morning, but he had a sense of crisis.

He had become accustomed to a stressful life, and the moment of relaxation gave him a sense of checkmate death, indeed, the beast had been on the hunt all its life, and the only possibility that could make it rest was the imminent time of death.

Next door.

Lorenzo slowly opened his eyes, and he felt like he had been beaten in his sleep, and his whole body hurt.

Sure enough, it is more comfortable to sleep in the bathtub at home.

He barely got up, leaned against the edge of the tub, threw his pajamas into the corners, and then unscrewed the valve, letting the hot water fill the tub little by little, swallowing himself into the warmth.

It's so comfortable......

Based on Lorenzo's life experience, the only benefit of sleeping in the bathtub is that you can soak in the bath directly after waking up.

Reaching out and grabbing it wildly, he picked up a cigarette and took it in his mouth, and in the mist, Lorenzo let out a moan.

"Cool ......"

A beautiful day began like this, and the mood couldn't help but be jubilant.

Humming a strange melody, Lorenzo twisted his neck, the tub was cramped, and he felt his body freeze after a night's sleep.

But in the process of twisting his neck, the afterglow of his eyes seemed to sweep something.

Lorenzo's neck froze again as if it had been struck with steel bar, and he seemed a little uncertain, as if he had gone back in time, his neck twisted back little by little according to the previous trajectory, and Lorenzo squinted at the corner.

Then there was a scream.