If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lawrence would never have believed what was happening in front of his eyes.

This violates all the ideas he has received since childhood, and the scene in front of him is difficult to describe with common sense and logic.

The powder from the black stone crumbs slipped from his fingers and scattered into unintelligible wisps, black mist beginning to gather in front of him.

The fog grew more and more thick, and at last it almost filled the small room.

They intertwined, converging towards a center, slowly outlining a humanoid figure, a black humanoid.

At the same time, Lawrence sensed something like a contract in his mind, and he had apparently signed his name to it, unable to repent.

The black stone actually summoned something unknown.

Lawrence watched the figure gradually take shape in the black fog in front of him, and tried his best to maintain his composure.

He picked up the pistol on the table and held it in his hand.

When the humanoid was completely shaped by the mist, the black mist gradually dissipated, and the figure walked out of the mist, and the black substance covering it slowly faded.

At this time, Lawrence finally saw the appearance of the thing he had summoned.

She was a woman, a young girl, with short black hair, black eyes, and a black robe.

"At the beginning of the apostles, they obeyed the call, and after hearing it, they were sent. ”

The young girl, who called herself an apostle, bowed her head and said to Lawrence in a hoarse voice.

On the couch, Lawrence raised his pistol, the muzzle of which was pointed at the girl.

"What are you?"

He asked in a deep voice.

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"Click. ”

The clock hanging on the wall had reached two o'clock in the morning.

"So, your task is to fulfill all my requests and take away the sins from me?"

In the dimly lit room, Lawrence raised the gun in his hand and looked at the girl in front of him with a frown.

"Yes. Hatsu replied calmly.

She didn't know why the summoner was pointing that strange black object (pistol) at her, but it looked like it was supposed to be a weapon, and she seemed to have a little impression of it, in her long memory.

Lawrence's brow furrowed even deeper, and it took him three hours to get a basic understanding of the summoning in the same Q&A.

But by all accounts, this thing is too bizarre.

It doesn't seem like something that happens in reality, and at the price, sin is too illusory.

He didn't have a way to fully understand the contract he had signed, and it gave him a feeling that was hard to grasp, and he hated it.

However, he had no way to refuse the contract.

Through understanding, he understood that as a messenger, Chu had abilities that were far from comparable to normal people.

And these abilities are exactly what he desperately needs right now, enough to transform the city. He didn't need to rely on the forces he hated, he only needed to do it through the people in front of him.

The arrival of the first day gave him a sense of hope.

Chu may be the opportunity he has been waiting for, and he may be the chosen one.

Lawrence sat on the couch, looked at Hatsu, and put down the gun in his hand.

With his hands crossed in front of him, his eyes lowered as he stared at the tabletop, the index finger of his right hand trembling slightly, tapping the back of his left hand.

He was thinking, thinking about the pros and cons of this contract.

He seems to be the stronger side in this contract, but in fact he can become the weak side at any time.

Because he didn't understand the contract at all, he couldn't understand its authenticity, he didn't understand that mysterious power, whether it was the beginning or what was behind the beginning, was unknown to him.

Therefore, it is likely that this contract will be deceitful, and there will be more than just sins to be taken away in the first place.

Just like the contract signed between the demon and the human race in those mythological stories, at the beginning, people will think that they are the one who gains, but in the end they will be devoured by the demon little by little.

But Lawrence doesn't mind selling himself, that's what sets him apart from others, and he doesn't mind selling everything he has if he can achieve his goal.

He's fed up with that feeling of powerlessness, he's fed up with watching civilians get shot, he's fed up with not being able to protect anyone.

He was fed up with what he insisted on being trampled on by others.

The police in this city are a joke, and the fog has obscured the lack of justice.

He would be willing to pay any price if he could change that.

With a final tap of his index finger, Lawrence seemed to have made up his mind.

He raised his head to look at Chu standing in front of him, on his vicissitudes of life, his eyes were resolute, and he also suppressed some distorted attachments.

"So, at the beginning, my request was to help me change the city. ”

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Early the next morning.

Sunlight shone through the screen windows into the old rental house, and dust wafted in the air.

On the couch, Lawrence woke up, his hair a little messy, and the stubble on his chin looked even more embarrassed.

Shielding his hands from the sunlight shining on his face, Lawrence sat up from the couch.

He felt a little pain in his waist, after all, he slept on the sofa for a night, which was really not a comfortable thing.

As for Chu, she was still resting on Lawrence's bed.

Lawrence let her rest there last night, who let this little room have only one bed.

Lawrence wasn't pitiful enough to let a young girl sleep on the couch.

Glancing at Hatsu, who didn't seem to be up yet, Lawrence stood up and walked into the bathroom.

After rinsing his mouth briefly and putting two handfuls of cold water on his face, he felt a little sober.

He looked up at himself in the mirror of the sink.

Trails of water slipped down his cheeks, and he stared in the mirror into his pale blue eyes.

Nothing was a dream last night, the sound of running water in the washstand, and the cold cheeks told him that.

"Whew. ”

Lawrence exhaled, his pale blue eyes closing together calmly and intently.

He slept late last night, because the arrival of Chu had given him a plan, a very bold plan.

And today, he is ready to start the first step of this plan.

He turned his head sideways to look outside, and the foggy capital was still thick with fog today.

But he can't wait for the day when the fog of the city is lifted.

After coming out of the bathroom, Lawrence took two sets of clothes from his closet.

Dropping one of them on the couch, he took one of his own, and began to change it in front of a mirror in the room.

He wore a police officer's uniform, which is ridiculous enough to say that he barely wore a uniform after coming to the city.

I have to say that this sloppy middle-aged man still looks like a police officer after putting on a black police uniform.

There was a waking sound in the room.

It was the first time he woke up and walked behind Lawrence.

Lawrence didn't look back, and said as he put on his tie and pointed to another police uniform on the couch.

"Change your clothes, and then I'm going to take you to a place, your task is simple, just keep my life safe. ”

The black robe on Chu was not suitable for the streets of the city.

On the sofa is a men's police uniform, this is Lawrence's previous clothes, his height is about the same as Chu, so it should be possible to wear it for Chu.

He first looked at the clothes on the sofa, and then looked down at the black robe on his body.

Then, her black robe squirmed, and after a few seconds, it took the form of a police uniform.

Lawrence saw the changes in Hatsu's body through the mirror, and was stunned for a moment, but he was quickly relieved, and he didn't think he would be surprised if something strange happened to Hatsu.

Tying up his tie, Lawrence pulled out two pistols from the cabinet beside him.

One was put into his gun bag, and the other was handed to Hatsu.

At first, she didn't know how to use this weapon, but since Lawrence handed it to her, she took it, followed Lawrence's example, and put the pistol in her own pouch.

"Where are we going?"

Chu asked.

"Police station building. Lawrence straightened the brim of his hat and said.

Today, it's a working day.