Half an hour ago.

The streets of Old Dunling are foggy, and the air has a slightly pungent smell, which is unique to Old Dunling, the water is disinfected and discharged, and the steam with disinfectant water is diffused, of course, sometimes in order to cooperate with the purification mechanism, some strange things will be poured into the furnace pillar, such as Merlin's special alchemical potion.

Before you know it, the steel city has developed a "mechanical" ecosystem, and with the push of a few buttons on the cāo) platform, the city will change differently depending on the goal.

The extension of the railroad, the output of the Furnace Pillars, the overload of the cogs of the city, it is so terrible, just as the city was prepared for what it was founded for.

The girl stood in the street, looking up at the giant whales swimming in the clouds, and their shadows loomed through the thick clouds, as if they were a scene from a myth.

Suddenly full of emotion, compared to this steel city, she is so small, not worth mentioning,

The old butler came from behind, and Yahweh put on a coat for Seleuc, and these days of the Divine Birthday were the coldest and last days of the season, after which the warmth would return, and the new would return to the land.

"Are you sure we're going?" Yawei asked, still not enjoying the rest of the trip.

"I made an appointment with Madame van Loude, and she wanted me to go to see her. Seleuc said, "I am not a dishonest man. ”

"No, no, no, we could have invited her here. Yawei pointed to the mansion behind him, which was not a problem several times larger than 121A Cork Street.

Seleuc glanced up at her, and as usual, she still had a cold face, and Yawei sighed, he knew that he still couldn't twist her, so he had to take the pistol out and check the ammunition.

"What are you doing here?"

"Just in case. Yawei said, not knowing what he was guarding against.

It seems that he is old, and Yawei feels a little funny at the moment.

"Seleuc, you've done a great job. ”

"What's great?"

"I mean stratagem?"

"Scheme?" Seleuc clearly didn't understand what Yahweh was talking about at the moment.

"Lorenzo, he's a proper psychotic who can't figure out his preferences, and maybe he'll kill you on a whim as soon as you're done currying favor with him...... That's why I hate people like him," Yawei looked at the girl, "it's uncontrollable, it's unpredictable, you never know if he's going to burst into tears in the next second, or if he's going to shoot with a smile." ”

"Sounds like him. ”

I think back to the last scene, the man who was about to die, but suddenly went crazy, told strange stories, and then took Lawrence to hell with him.

"yes, so his life is never monotonous and boring, like a pirate, always stormy. ”

Yawei said, with a little envy in his expression.

Again, who can not envy such a life? It's like a hell pirate story, the great Captain Lorenzo Holmes and his heart of the Winchester pirate ship galloping across the seven seas, from south to north, from east to west, as long as there are ships on this sea, this bastard will never be bored.

"But forget that kind of life, everyone will always be old, and no matter how young the heart is, it will have a home. Yawei sighed.

He is a mortal, everyone is a mortal, they will all feel tired, they will one day want to put down the rudder and find a place to rest, but Lorenzo is different, he will never stop, when he stops it is his end, and such a person has only one ending, burying the sea.

"So, before you can conquer this psychopath, you have to conquer his family. ”

"Well, my family, Madame vanrude, wait a minute...... Do you think Lorenzo would have this concept of 'family'?" said Seleuc unceremoniously.

Yawei was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Seleu to say this.

"He's not going to be tied down by anything, Yahweh, even if he becomes a pirate, he'll steal someone else's ship, after all, maintaining a pirate ship is a hassle for him. ”

"Don't think about it so much, it's just a festival. ”

Seleuc finally said.

......

121A Cork Street.

The atmosphere in the room was much more cheerful after the arrival of Seleuc, but it was really only the happiness of her and Madame vanroude.

Lorenzo sat obediently on the side, obviously it was his house, but he was restrained like an outsider, and Yawei, an outsider, was staring at him not far away, Lorenzo didn't know what was going on, anyway, he just felt that Yawei had an unkind aura.

If you think about it carefully, you got off the train and came all the way back, so you shouldn't have provoked him, right?

Although he was accustomed to the appearance of Yahweh, there was still a strong contrast with this joyous festival, and Higg was caught in the middle, he did not understand anything, he was not in the same world with these people at all.

The unfortunate boy was restless, and he was tempted to finish his meal and slip back into his room.

After gobbling it up, Higg wiped the corners of his mouth, hoping to leave without attracting anyone's attention, but Yahweh, who had been silent, spoke.

"Who is this?"

Although he often broke into Lorenzo's room with a gun, Yawei was not familiar with Higg.

"My roommate, Higg. ”

Lorenzo jumped out and hooked up with Higg like a good brother.

Higg tried to break free of Lorenzo's hand, but Lorenzo was clearly more powerful than him, and Higg couldn't move.

"Hello. Yawei said with a smile.

"You...... Good. Higg said with some embarrassment.

He was an introvert, or rather timid, and he did not like to deal with them, and judging by the temperament of Yahweh and Seleuc, he knew that they were destined to be people of different worlds, and sometimes this etiquette was like the mercy of the upper class for the lowly, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"What do you do?" Yawei asked casually.

"Mechanic. Higg said, although he has been fired from the factory.

After quitting hallucinogens, Higg has been doing zero work, after all, he is a mechanic, and there will always be a place where he is needed in this mechanical city.

Although I didn't earn as much as before, I was also a lot more leisurely.

Yawei nodded, the mechanic profession sounded a lot more serious than the witcher.

Thinking of this, his eyes shifted to Lorenzo's face again, and Lorenzo, who was still hooking his shoulders and back, sat up straight unconsciously, as if he was being watched by a teacher.

The more he looked at Lorenzo Yawi, the more angry he became, and the old guy forcibly soothed his heart, after all, he was old, he couldn't always be angry, and his mentality was better.

After persuading himself a few times, Yawei looked away, and sometimes ignoring it was a good choice.

Madame van Loude put the record on the gramophone, and the melodious singing sounded, and the candles flickered, and everyone sat on the ammunition box to welcome the good.

The festival, the festival, the whole year of fighting and killing can stop today, no matter the little bit of caution in the heart, everyone is friends tonight, singing and dancing together, very happy.

But this is like a false dream, and when I wake up, the world has changed back to its cold and nothing, as if all the pleasures of last night were fake.

Or maybe only on this day, at this warm moment, everyone's closed hearts will be slightly opened.

Lorenzo suddenly had a moment of trance, like being overwhelmed in something and suddenly remembering who he was.

He is Lorenzo, Lorenzo Holmes.

At a moment when no one noticed, Lorenzo quietly disappeared, and he returned to his room, and after a moment's pause, sat down by the window.

He liked the location, like the observation deck, where he could see the old Dunling falling, and the sky seemed to be lit up and burned all the way to the horizon.

Pick up the familiar box, the only souvenir he had for the Demon Hunters.

After the night of Arrival, Lorenzo took it to the old Dunling, and finally buried it, saying goodbye to the past, but who would have thought that the past would come to him again, the demon was not dead, and the night of Advent was also covered by strange schemes and secrets, and he could not stop.

The box was opened, and the last nail sword was displayed in it, glowing with cold light in the dim light.

Lorenzo was a little nostalgic.

Many years later, the Demon Hunters seized the Holy Grail and performed that great execution, which was the most glorious moment of humanity's struggle against the unknown, and of course the final glory.

The source of all stories, the culprit of all this.

"Watson?"

Lorenzo shouted suddenly, but no one answered him, he was the only one in the room, alone.

"Alas, happy holidays. ”

He was muttering to himself, not knowing who he was talking to, but suddenly a voice sounded behind him.

"You too, Happy Festival. ”

The sound frightened Lorenzo to jump straight up, there are always some embarrassing moments, such as when you are brewing sadness and are about to be sad, and suddenly someone is watching all this...... I just want to die.

"Seleuc?"

Lorenzo looked at the girl at the door, she walked without making a sound.

"So what's wrong?"

Lorenzo sat down, closed the box, and hid the nail sword.

"Nothing, just to come and see you, and thank you for saving your life by the way. ”

Seleucus sat aside, his voice unhappy or sad, much to Lorenzo's confusion.

"This, it's simple, anyway, you Stuart are rich, so it's better to ......"

Without waiting for Lorenzo to finish, Seleuc said with some distress.

"Yes, it's a life-saving grace, what's the point if you don't save it?"

It was a fatal battle, every step was terrifying, and the slightest mistake would have lost everything, but even so, Lorenzo only ended up with Lawrence.

"Didn't save it?" Lorenzo thought for a moment, "I should bury you." ”

"Are you worthy?"

"Okay......"

It's also a friend of life and death, and it's a major experience, so it stands to reason that now should be the end of the story, everyone is glad to be alive, and then complains to each other and so on.

But it's a little weird to come to Lorenzo, he and Seleuc are very reasonable people, and they are very restrained about many things, just like when he was about to die, Lorenzo just said bad things and acted heroically, there were no old tears, and there were no heart-wrenching words.

That's the way Lorenzog died, saying the worst things and doing the coolest things.

Looking up at the falling spark, Lorenzo had no fear at all, but a sense of relief.

The wishes of the dying man were fulfilled, but he survived again, and it was simply a natural toil.

"It reminds me of a long time ago. ”

Lorenzo said suddenly.

"Before?" Seleuc sat on the side, as a listener.

"Yes, in the past, the Demon Hunter Order, the Birthday of God is the festival we look forward to the most. ”

Lorenzo looked at the lights outside the window with some distraction, as if at the end of the lights, he could see the past.

"At that time, we were not witchers, and we were looking forward to the birthday of the gods, and there was no limit to food on the day of the gods' birthdays, and they could eat anything...... Just like the heroic spirits of the Vikings, everyone eats Hesse together, and they can't wait to go on forever. ”

Lorenzo smiled at the thought of this.

"After all, they are all orphans who have never seen the world, and when they used to wander, they could fight from the streets to the alleys in order to get food, so how could we have ever seen such a battle, and there was a child who knelt down crying and shouted that this is heaven. ”

"Then it was after we became witchers, and at that time we could no longer satisfy ourselves by eating Hesse, so the church gave us a short period of freedom, and although we were confined to the Emerald of Filipino, we were all free to wander around that day. ”

Lorenzo recalled.

"It was a really happy time, the drunkards rushed into the bar, some went straight to the ball, and some bought bouquets of flowers and went to the girl of his heart...... It's a pity that we are witchers, and we all end up without a problem. ”

As he spoke, his mouth broke again.

"So, man is a greedy monster, and the guy who used to be able to get rid of it with a chicken leg now wants more and more...... More and more. ”

"And what kind of person were you, and where did you go when God gave birth?" asked Seleuc.

Lorenzo thought for a moment, then his eyebrows fluttered, and the sad rendering was swept away.

"Casino!"

He chattered non-stop.

"We are different from those fools, we have carefully planned the itinerary of God's birthday a month in advance, we have calculated the price of Fei Leng Cui, and the little money sent by the gospel church is not enough at all!"

"Let's go to the casino first, after all, the money is fast there, we are still witchers, and we don't have to fight at all!"

The play began to develop in a strange direction, and Seleu could only listen stupidly.

Probably excited, Lorenzo took out the pack of cigarettes that Kestrel had bought and lit them, swallowing the clouds.

"011's power is Shang Dafeng, he was originally responsible for gambling, but he said that this thing uses luck, and he cherishes his luck very much, so he can only go to me, and he is responsible for using power to make a thousand dollars. ”

Who would have thought that the power of demon slaying would be used in this hellish place, Seleuc thought that it was what Lorenzo had experienced that made him nervous, but in this way, he was a complete psychotic from the beginning, and what he experienced was not worth it to aggravate his illness.

"Unlike those gamblers on top, we take it when we see it, but it may be that we make a little too much, and we are still targeted by the casino, but well, we are witchers, and we hit that casino all the way and go straight to the next destination. ”

His eyes were full of nostalgia.

"That's a lot of money, and we took a lap through the busiest streets of Philemerald, and before the mounted police arrived, we jumped into the Tiber and swam all the way back. ”

"It was awesome......"

The excited words went down decadently, and Lorenzo's eyes were a little misty.

It sounds like the same patient in the ward escaped from the psychiatric hospital and had an absurd adventure on the night of God's birthday, full of neuroticism and nonsense, but this is the most beautiful thing that Lorenzo thinks, but such things can only exist in memories, the patients are all dead, and even the psychiatric hospital has been ordered to rectify it.

Time is like that, what has passed is what has passed, and there is no going back.

But at least Lorenzo is still alive, there is still a patient in this mental hospital who escaped, his illness did not get better, but worsened, he pretended to be a normal person and melted into human society, but he was a restless lamb, he was always waiting for a chance for revenge.

His gaze was like iron and stone, and the nail sword in the box groaned softly.

But suddenly someone gently hugged Lorenzo, extinguishing the anger that was about to rekindle, she said.

"As long as you live, good things will happen, although your definition of good things is a little strange, but ...... There will always be good things, but when you die, there is nothing. ”

“...... Happy birthday to God. ”

Seleuc said.

"Happy birthday to God, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes. ”

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