Walter, as the steward of the Hesing's institution, has never been a simple old man in his twilight.

When he was young, he was called a strong man of death, and even stood at the top of human combat power.

Using that special silk thread, he was able to easily strangle the existence of those monsters, and his powerful physical fitness also stepped into the transcendent realm.

He can fight vampires or werewolves with his physical fitness alone, and those vampire crumbs don't even have the qualifications to fight him.

It's a pity that human beings can't escape the fate of aging after all.

Aging is terrible for all existence, and it means that the muscles become loose and the smooth, tough skin becomes full of folds.

I had to deal with the pain of getting up all night to interrupt my full sleep, and having to stay away from my old preferences, whether it was an appetite or the desire to reproduce.

Every day, I can feel my body tire up quickly, and I can no longer concentrate on what is in front of me.

Even the slightest activity can make the body moan overwhelmed.

Who can be untouched when aging comes?

At least Walter, a strong man who once stood at the pinnacle of humanity, could not do this.

Although he didn't want to admit his weakness, he knew that he was not half as strong as he was at his peak.

The fragile hand bones could no longer be dragged by the bodies of the monsters with special silk threads, and even if they were cut, his hands would be scarred.

Walter was not reconciled!

"Luke, do you feel the breath on that butler? The feeling of being mixed with sin and gradually flattening. ”

Jessica and Luke were in their room a little idle, and Jessica was tidying up the bed while talking to Luke, her hands moving a little rusty.

After all, she didn't care about the quality of life at all, and that state like a walking corpse was like a nightmare.

It's normal to get up sloppy every day, and more often than not, Jessica is in a hangover, and it's normal that she won't be skilled at housekeeping.

The good thing is that now she's changing.

"But what does that have to do with us? Hesing's man for the purpose of killing monsters, who can guarantee that the monsters that die at his hands will be bad guys? ”

Luke sat in a chair at the table and watched Jessica smooth out the folds on the bed little by little, with a smile on his face.

Everything in the room was brand new, and there were no wrinkles in the bed when they came in.

If Jessica hadn't just laid on the bed, she wouldn't have to smooth it out a little now.

Luke had no idea of Walter's past, and he never liked to know other people's secrets.

Sometimes you can only get along better if you don't know each other, and Luke is convinced of this.

"I just never thought that there were so many never-before-seen secrets in this world."

Jessica stood up and looked at Luke in front of her, calmly examining the man she had fallen in love with.

Her movements seemed to be a little nervous, and her trembling hands could be seen visibly.

"Alright, Jessica, instead of thinking about this, you might as well get some sleep. Thinking about this kind of thing is not for you and me to do. ”

Luke stood up and walked over to Jessica's side, taking his lover directly into his arms.

This seemingly silly man knows how to cherish his lover after all, and he is a trustworthy person.

"I'm a person who only cares about the present, and now ...... All I have in front of me is you. ”

Luke reached out and stroked Jessica's face, bringing their eyes together.

"Luke, I know, but I think the fight has to at least be meaningful, I've seen some memories of Orlac, and I'm just an unlucky guy who committed a blood debt compared to him."

Jessica didn't run away from Luke's eyes, she was very serious about this exchange.

After seeing Orlac's noble fight, Jessica had more doubts about her existence.

She knew she couldn't be that noble and pure.

"You're saying that justice is always empty?"

Luke grinned:

"Is there anything more just to fight than to fight for a living space for those who are powerless to resist? Or is there anything more justified than fighting for the weak? ”

Luke could see a metallic sheen begin to shine down his skin.

Iron nerves!

The talent that the Barbarians can begin to try to learn and master at the earliest stage is also one of the most important talents of the Barbarians.

When suffering fatal damage, it will resist this death with the power of the bloodline.

For the next three seconds, he was able to ignore almost all damage.

That kind of damage reduction of up to 9.50% is enough for a barbarian warrior to fight back and win.

If you want to kill a barbarian who has mastered the talent of "Iron Nerve", you can only do it with a series of powerful attacks, except to force them with force that they cannot bear.

It's like the kind of attack that can only be unleashed once in a long time, and it can't take away a barbarian with the talent of "Iron Nerve".

Luke only has a huge flaw in his physical control, but he is also a very talented fighter.

"Luke, I'm just saying, you won't do anything wrong?"

Jessica didn't pay too much attention to the changes in Luke's body, she said to Luke with concern, and wrapped her arms around Luke's neck with a little force.

"It is enough for me to remember that I am human, it doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong to face the existence that hurts humanity, and when I face humanity, I will only stop the evil that is happening in front of me. Jessica, you didn't see the footage of the Holy Mountain, that's why you hesitate about it. ”

Luke tried to organize his words, paused for a moment before continuing:

"Bourkeso did this, only when he did it at that time, it was called upholding justice, but he couldn't do it to uphold justice in the whole world, so what he did afterwards was called revenge."

As he spoke, Luke took out the "fairy tale" that recorded Madoc's life from his backpack and placed it in Jessica's hand.

"Jessica, this is the 'fairy tale' of the Madoc ancestors, maybe you can understand something from it."

Luke turned and sat back in his chair, looking at Jessica with a calm look in front of him, a little confused.

Luke isn't smart, but he's not stupid either.

He's just a little too straightforward.

Born on the streets, he has some bad things about him, but he is still kind and upright.

"Well, I'll take a look at this 'fairy tale', except that Matthew seems to be looking for that hellboy."

Jessica calmed down and said to Luke that Matthew's actions were no secret to these barbarian recruits.

"That's Matthew's thing, it's enough for us to show up when we need to fight, so now beautiful lady, do you want to experience this soft bed?"

Luke hugged Jessica sideways and said with a smile on his face.

……

Matthew is supposed to be the most rule-following guy because he's a lawyer by profession.

What a lawyer has to do, in addition to exploiting loopholes in the rules, is to maintain the very existence of the rules.

After all, this group relies on the existence of rules to have room for survival, so they have also become supporters of rules.

But now Matthew has a somewhat different take on the rules.

It's not the kind of law of the jungle, but he really realizes that the rules only protect those who abide by the rules, and the same means should be used to solve the problem for those who try to break the rules.

The rules of the human race only apply to the throwing of thunder itself, and will not be followed by those monsters.

So what he wanted to do was to make those monsters know how to fear humans.

Even if this goal is still far away, it does not prevent him from taking action to achieve it.

As it happens, demons are such beings.

Defy the rules and derive power and presence from breaking all rules. So Matthew doesn't have any mercy for demons or a saint's mentality.

Even when it comes to Hellboy, he's hostile. Because he always felt that the existence of the Hellboy was full of doubts in itself.

Neither pure-blooded demons nor pure humans are surprising, but the hybrid of humans and demons is a very unusual thing.

Demons don't easily give birth to blood offspring, because this is the power to divide themselves.

Matthew felt the need to meet with Hellboy in order to learn about Helsing's hidden secrets.

He was wary of the aliens.

Ma Xian restrained his footsteps and walked all the way down the passage.

Through his voice and breath, he can easily find those paths that ordinary people can't find.

And Heising's basement is such a place.

Not far behind him, the Blade Warrior was doing the same thing.

The difference is that the Blade Warriors did not follow the breath of the Hellboys, nor did they follow the figure of Matthew.

He followed the constant fear in his body, in order to find the source of his fear.

The feeling of uncontrolled blood made him uncomfortable, and the blood-sucking crumbs that made him uncomfortable had become ashes under the knife, and this time he intended to overcome his fear in the usual way.

……

"Miss, I think our cooperation with S.H.I.E.L.D. is still a bit abrupt, at least this time period is not suitable."

Walter was making his case in Tycula's office, and the old man could clearly tell that Steve and his party weren't going to stay in their room.

It's not a special function, it's a life experience as an old man.

Steve's party put a lot of pressure on him, and even though he was a battle-hardened veteran, he couldn't deny that his form was declining rapidly.

At this point, he adjusted his gloves and was ready for battle.

In order to be able to fight better, Walter had to spend some time adjusting his form in advance.

After all, he is no longer what he used to be. Some of the less "intense" battles could make him feel the groans of his body overwhelmed, and the feeling of weakness coming from his lumbar spine was full of traces of time.

"Walter, I'm well aware of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s style, but what do they want from us? There is only one being here that will be noticed by them, and that is Accardo. ”

Intercula's spectacle lenses were reflecting the light, but the handsome woman was still calm.

Intergula, a descendant of Van Helsing, was always a valiant warrior.

She had never learned to compromise completely, and S.H.I.E.L.D. had to use each other for the sake of her.

The size of S.H.I.E.L.D. is very large, and even if the Helsing Agency is a semi-official organization in the United Kingdom, it does not have the energy to confront S.H.I.E.L.D. head-on.

This cooperation is actually her limited "compromise", and this "compromise" is her retreat for Hexin to go further.

Nick Fury successfully convinces Intergula with high-tech gadgets and an exchange of intelligence, and Helsing tries to help the mysterious side of S.H.I.E.L.D.

This is also the result of Accardo's default.

And what Ingula seeks is a higher political status, and this status alone is semi-official, which cannot satisfy this woman who is incomparably strong in heart.

"Maybe we can't just compromise?"

Walter's fingers could be seen in the pattern of the threads reflecting the metallic light, similar to the pattern that children used to play with the rope when they were children, but the pattern in his hand was more complex.

"Accardo will teach them a modest lesson, Walter, I remember you saying that 'graceful aging is the romance of the English', and old people are not always good to show their heads."

Intergula put a cut cigar in his mouth, and Walter naturally lit it for Intergula.

"So do you need me to deal with the follow-up trouble?"

Walter withdrew the match from his hand before he spoke.

He never does two things at the same time, it's about grace.

"I think Accardo will take care of it, but I'll have to tell Silas to keep her in her room. I don't want the S.H.I.E.L.D. to turn their attention to her. ”

The smoke from Intergula's mouth completes a cycle with the words that come out, and the aroma of cigars comes out of the room.

"So do you need further representations from the Vatican? Alexander Anderson's matter, they haven't given us an account yet. ”

Walter submissively took a step back and lowered his head.

The special silk thread between the fingers is also gone.

"No, S.H.I.E.L.D. will help us negotiate."

An eerie glow flashed across the lenses of Intergula's glasses.

S.H.I.E.L.D. wants to use Helsing, and Hassing wants to use S.H.I.E.L.D. just as well.

You must know that in terms of official power, no matter what kind of organization it is, you have to give S.H.I.E.L.D. some face, after all, the authority of this agency is too great.

All the countries want to get their hands on this, and the Vatican desperately needs this political force.

As one of the top forces on the mystical side, the Church's political power is simply weak and ridiculous.

Political status depends on national strength, and the Vatican's national strength can be described as weak.

"As you wish, miss."

Walter replied without looking up.

For him, "butler" is the first identity, and Walter, the god of death, is old.