Chapter 53: Who Is He?

It can be clearly felt that after these two knights took over, the atmosphere of the entire perpetual motion pump has completely changed, perhaps also related to the current situation, everything has become tighter and colder.

The guards wore weapons and guarded the door, and in the strictly guarded conference room, there were only Lorenzo and the two knights, for these two strangers, Lorenzo seemed very vigilant, after all, they were not acquaintances, and Lorenzo's many bad personalities were difficult to show.

But what happened next surprised Lorenzo a little, and even said that he didn't expect it, he sat on the chair a little unbearably, looking at the woman next to him, and her strange gaze.

Percival walked around Lorenzo several times, as if he were looking at some rare animal, and kept exclaiming as he watched.

"Gawain, Gawain, is this the witcher?"

Lorenzo's face froze, but he still sat honestly in his chair and said nothing.

The seriousness of Gawain's face also melted a little under these bad words, and he was just about to stop Percival, only to see her approach Lorenzo and continue to ask.

"They say you're a ...... Transplanted with demon blood, it is said that you can still catch fire!"

I saw that her eyes were full of curiosity, and after hesitating for a moment, she asked Lorenzo cautiously.

"That...... That Mr. Holmes, right?"

"What's wrong?" Lorenzo thought something was wrong.

Gawain also realized that it was not good, but he was just about to open his mouth to scold, only to hear Percival say to Lorenzo.

"Can you please put on a Spitfire?"

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"That's it!"

Gawain finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded loudly, seeing that Gawain was angry, Percival put away his evil smile and sat back, leaving only Lorenzo with a look of confusion and embarrassment.

"Please don't take it personally, after all, we are not stationed in the old Dunling, we have been swimming outside, and we have only heard of you, and today is the first time we have seen ...... with our own eyes" Gawain tried to explain something.

"Like a bunch of curious babies?"

Lorenzo began to think that there was something really wrong with the group.

"Of course!"

What's even more problematic is that Percival actually responded loudly, it seems that after a long time of contact with demons, the good girl has become neurotic.

"You're a witcher, a creature that only exists in our Strategic Council!" Percival said.

Before the night of Arrival, or until the new pope contacted the Purifier again after many years, the Demon Hunter had been the number one imaginary enemy of the Demon Hunting Order, and compared to the Demon Hunting Order, the power of the Purification Mechanism was obviously very fragile, and in some plans against the Demon Hunting Order, they were even ready to sacrifice all their members.

But now that one of the archenemy's members has not only defected to his side, but also helped a lot, and after the hostility has been dissolved, no one can help but be curious about the witcher, just as he is curious about the demon.

Apparently Percival didn't want to hide his curiosity, and now he revealed it directly.

"Be quiet! Percival!"

Gawain said again, and as his tone continued to harden, Percival finally became honest.

At this point, Lorenzo began to understand this strange configuration, and it was clear that the real leader of the two knights was this Gawain.

"Joey said you have any information about the Book of Revelation?" Gawain got straight to the point.

It is not difficult to guess that one of the goals of the mission is also the Book of Revelation, and the two sides are harmonious on the surface, but secretly there are constant disputes.

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with the whereabouts of the Book of Revelation, but another group of people who want to get the Book of Revelation have entered. ”

Lorenzo said directly.

"The other group of people??"

Gawain looked like he was facing a great enemy, now that the situation is chaotic enough, do you want to add another batch now?

"The exiles of the Evangelical Church, those headed by Cardinal Migar, you must know this too, right?"

Lorenzo did not believe that the purification agency would not be unaware of this kind of information.

"We are certainly aware, and in fact this is one of the many purposes of the mission, which wants to work with our North Dero company to hunt down those who have been exiled. ”

Gawain was not familiar with Lorenzo, this was an exchange of information, and it was within his permission to reveal some information about Lorenzo.

"Isn't that obvious?"

Lorenzo could have guessed these things with his brain, he continued.

"I have reliable information that one of the exiles, Cardinal Shermans, has arrived in Old Tunling......"

Lorenzo remembered once again the carriage that had knocked him flying, which was a shame for the life of a witcher.

"He was not just an exile, he had some power to assist him in the Old Dunling. ”

Otherwise, they would not have escaped from Lorenzo's men, he continued.

And their purpose is very simple: the book of Revelation. ”

Hearing this, Gawain's expression changed slightly, but after a slight pause, he asked again.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Use your brains, Knight!"

Unspeakable emotions welled up in Lorenzo's heart, and he shouted loudly.

"The Book of Revelation can create a steady stream of secret blood, even if it does not create stable demon hunters, just use it to create chaotic demons, it is also a terrible army, as long as it is available, these exiles can counterattack back to the place of the seven hills, don't you know such a simple reason?"

"Stay calm, Mr. Holmes, of course I know that. ”

Gawain nodded slightly, he looked at Lorenzo, as if thinking about something, and Percival was just as quiet at this time, it seemed that she was not so nervous all the time.

"We'll give you that careful consideration and convey it to Arthur's. ”

"That's all?"

Lorenzo's cold reaction was displeased by Gawain's cold reaction, and from the moment he entered, he had a strange feeling, as if a nameless anger was rising.

"More we can't disclose. ”

"Should I get out of here next?"

"Of course not, Merlin is waiting for you, he has something to look for you. Gawain is still the ultimate calm and serious. He pointed out the door.

Lorenzo glanced at Gawain deeply, but he didn't continue to attack after all, instead of talking nonsense with these people, it was better to kill Arthur face to face at Phoenix Manor.

Watching him slam the door and leave, Percival frowned slightly, this is a very brisk person, but he can't help but be puzzled by Gawain's attitude.

"It's really pitiful, from Fei Lengcui to the old Dunling, and the demons are endless, but they are entangled in dirty interests...... Really, as the shrike said, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes is a pure fellow, who only cares about the eradication of demons and no other interests. ”

Percival said and looked at Gawain on the side, "You could have been more polite, why provoke him?"

Gawain paused for a long time, then let out a long sigh.

"That's what Arthur meant. ”

He continued.

"I have warned Mr. Holmes as much as I can, without betraying the purifiers, that he will seize the opportunity to leave Old Dunling as soon as possible. ”

Thinking back to Lorenzo's information, in fact, Lorenzo was right, what he could think of, the purification mechanism must also be able to think of, and the information that the Rat King could collect became easy under the huge manpower and material resources of the purification agency.

Lorenzo knew the complexity of the situation, but he still took these conflicts of interest too lightly.

......

"Your name is Galahad?"

In the gloomy room, Shermans looked at the man in front of him, his whole body hidden under his clothes, even his face was hidden by the hood, but the twisted scars could be seen in the slightly exposed parts.

"It's just a code name. ”

Galahad's voice was hoarse, his survival was a miracle, the armor of original sin had eroded him and killed him, but the power of demons had also saved him, leaving him tormented between life and death.

"Is it based on legends? ”

He pretended to be deep, but in fact Shermans was a little overwhelmed.

He hadn't sat at the negotiating table for decades, and he wasn't like those young people, who were young and energetic, and could fight for their own interests in every square inch.

Shermans was old, and with him his fury, and in the second half of his life in the Evangelical Church, he just voted, never made any decisions, but today was different, he had to sit here and negotiate with the purification body.

"You have a disgusting smell about you...... But it was familiar, and it reminded me of the sacred place of the Seven Hills. Shermans said, looking at Galahad's thin body.

"Can the demonic erosion actually make you connect to that 'sacred' place? ”

"No, just like a veteran, when he sees the corpse of a dead man, he will recall the battlefield where he fought, although it is a gloomy memory, but it is not bad to think of those long pasts. ”

Shermans said slowly, looking at Galahad with some confusion.

"How did you get this, generally speaking, you are already going to be alienated into a demon in this situation. ”

"I can only say that we have enough technical power to eliminate the mechanism, and that I am strong-willed...... Of course, this is a black-hearted organization, and they have raised me at a great price, and they won't allow me to die so easily until I pay the price. ”

Galahad didn't want to continue chatting, in such a short period of time, he also probably figured out Shermans's character, except for the red robe on his body, he was just an ordinary old man.

"Let me see...... I really didn't expect that you actually hooked up with Duke Salikado, and then used Duke Salicado to connect with us......"

Galahad briefly flipped through the papers on the table, then his gaze in the shadows turned grim, and he let out a hoarse laugh before asking.

"You're not going to work with us in the first place, are you, are you? Let me think about it, sneak into the old Dunling, and find the Book of Revelation, then you won't care who the Pope is, and with it, you can start a new church at any time, and given the time, even our purifier won't be your opponent, right? ”

The silence around was not good, it seemed that there were only him and Shermans here, listening to Galahad's words, Shermans was silent for a long time, and then nodded, which surprised Galahad.

"I thought you'd quibble. ”

"I'm old, very old, very old, child, people of my age should be ready for the future, but I have no family, no heirs, I have given my life for my God, and in the end I have the holiness taken over by evil, and I myself have gone into exile. ”

Shermans said unabashedly, he didn't bother to quibble, and he didn't bother to deceive anything.

"We were ready to do it, but as it was written, we were still too naΓ―ve, and a bunch of old guys in church who only knew how to pray couldn't adapt to the vicious outside world. ”

Indeed, you simply cannot afford to join the race for the book of Revelation. Galahad said.

The exiles had no force to speak of, and perhaps they had great wealth, but in the face of steel and artillery, that wealth was powerless to protect, let alone against the purification apparatus and the new pope.

"This is also what Migar meant, rather than continue to consume this little power, it is better to cooperate directly with you. ”

"The book of Revelation will not be given to you. Galahad said directly.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter, maybe it's in your hands, and you'll do better than us, aren't you Invig the best example? Faith is already a thing of the old era, and you are the masters of the new era. Shermans said calmly, calmly frightening.

Even the imposing Galahad was stunned, and he began to wonder if this was his own man or an enemy.

"Don't be surprised, child, I'm not like them, if I really have to be divided into factions, I may be a faction of faith, but a pure faction of faith, and I care more about my god than the life or death of demons, and I care more about when the false pope will be hanged. ”

Old skin wrapped in old bones, and Shermans's eye sockets were deeply sunken, like deep caves.

"You know what we mean, right, we are more worthy of cooperation than the new pope, and after losing the book of Revelation, the new pope can only trade with those dirty secrets, isn't it?"

Shermans told the truth, but such a sincere truth, it was like a spell, tempting Galahad.

"We know better than the new pope, who is only a false crowner, and we are the cardinals who really run through the development of the evangelical church. ”

He said and pointed to his own head, the old piece of flesh and blood that hid the knowledge that everyone craved.

"Just a little bit of the price, Galahad. ”

Galahad held back his impounding heart and tried to calm himself down.

"It's up to Arthur to decide. ”

"It's okay, I've been waiting for a long time, it's okay to wait a little longer, and it's okay if you want to make a deal with the Evangelical Church and us exiles at the same time. ”

Although there was no contention, Shermans saw it all clearly.

"We are just a bunch of surviving exiles, not your opponents at all, and the new Pope who has reconstituted the Order is your enemy, and it will be enough if it is the false crown winner who suffers in the end. ”

"It's that simple?"

"Otherwise, didn't we give you all our lives the moment we contacted you?

This is Old Dunling, and when Shehlmans was exposed to the Purifier, his life was already in the hands of the Purifier.

Galahad took a deep breath, and after a long silence, he took out a file bag and handed it over, then said.

"You should discuss those things with Arthur personally, I am mainly here for this time. ”

"What is this?"

"The information from the Mission, or the new Pope, is not clear to us as to whether it is true or not, and we need you to make sure again. ”

The exiles were absolutely hostile to the new pope, so absolute that they would not hesitate to cooperate with the purification agency in order to kill the new pope, and Galahad was confident that Shermans would not deceive him.

"Is that so?"

Shermans said as he opened the file bag and poured out several black-and-white photographs from it.

It looks like a candid shot, and the angle of the photo is strange, but you can still make out the face of a man walking around every corner of Old Dunling with a cigarette in his mouth.

Galahad asked, taking a breath and exhaling it with difficulty.

"Who is he?"