It's been a long time since that earth-shattering assassination, but it's all like a lifetime away.

In the roar of the fall of heaven, the terrifying Imam Lawrence died, and the fire of sinful karma burned for days before it was slowly extinguished.

Lorenzo is still in a trance, he can't believe that he can really survive, and sometimes he can't help pinching his face to judge the truth and falsehood, after all, judging from his physical state at the time, even if God comes, he can't save himself, but ...... But in the end, he survived.

I still remember that when I just woke up, I actually woke up in the workshop, which was the huge experimental field for regulating the armor of original sin, just when Lorenzo woke up a little strange for the ceiling this time, a pillar of light was laid overhead, and then a loud voice sounded from the loudspeaker, cordially saying good morning to him.

Frightened, Lorenzo got up from the top of the carp, and then saw everyone hiding on the high platform.

It's nice to see those familiar faces, even though they look at them strangely, as if they are some stinking virus.

For safety reasons, Merlin needs to do a series of checks on Lorenzo, although he was not at the scene at the time, through Arthur's relay, he also knows how strange and terrible the situation is.

In order to prevent Lorenzo from mutating, Merlin temporarily placed him in the workshop, in his words at the time, the large space would not put any pressure on Lorenzo, of course, the large space could also be covered by heavy fire, and there was enough space for the original sin armor to enter and suppress.

Fortunately, nothing happened in the end, and everything was normal, but instead of releasing Lorenzo immediately, they sent him here overnight.

Lorenzo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the vast snowy landscape.

There were no gray buildings, no towering steam towers, no railroad tracks that filled the streets, and no rising steam.

The sky was surprisingly clear, and the sun was fiery red.

There was a rare sense of normality to everything, as if this was the normal world, and the old Dunling where Lorenzo had lived before was some strange and twisted unknown place.

When he thought of this, Lorenzo didn't tear up, what kind of devil he had before.

This is an ancient fort on the outskirts of Old Dunling, which is said to have been the property of a nobleman who later went bankrupt and the land was repossessed and finally fell into the hands of the Purifier.

It then became a warehouse-like place, full of strange but harmless things collected by the purifiers over the years, and it seemed to Lorenzo a strange museum, but he liked it, and he had found a lot of good things in the days he had lived.

Aside from Lorenzo and the three other unlucky ones who were in charge of keeping an eye on him, there weren't many people living here, and the rest of the manpower was kept to a minimum of running the castle.

Although it was said that Lorenzo was quarantined and observed, these people were all on vacation, and there was nothing serious to do in a day, except that the kestrel had to write a report on the condition of Lorenzo's body every day.

At first, Lorenzo was a little uncomfortable, after all, the witcher had been running around for so long, and it was still a little uncomfortable to stop suddenly, but soon Lorenzo showed the great adaptability of the witcher.

From a grim and terrifying witcher to a lazy dog who has adapted to this slow-paced life, Lorenzo would have really wanted to move to the fireplace if it weren't for the kestrel backlash.

It's so good, quiet and peaceful, there are no swords and swords, no guns and cannons, and even the demons are gone.

Lorenzo felt the beauty of life very rarely, and the most important activity of the day for him was to take a nap in the sun, which was rare in the old Dunling, and most of the time you could only see the clouds dyed pale gold.

"Ah...... Good holiday......"

Lorenzo didn't sigh.

Of course, there is a fly in the ointment of this, that is, the kestrel who comes to annoy him every day, he always asks Lorenzo to cooperate with him in writing reports.

"You can write a report, but what are you bothering me for?" asked Lorenzo.

"But the report is about you!" said Kestrels.

"If it has to do with me, it has to do with me, but why do you bother me!"

"Because it's a report of your physical condition!"

Such conversations take place almost once a day, and each time ends with the kestrel giving up on itself.

Truth be told, Lorenzo enjoyed torturing the kestrels, which gave him a strange sense of satisfaction, and he suddenly understood the boring evil tastes of humans.

Picking up the blanket and wrapping it around, Lorenzo was bored and wandered around the castle.

This is indeed a museum, with strange boxes piled up in most of the space, objects of different styles and strange functions everywhere, with mysterious and magical colors, if you break the glass and cover the spider webs, it will create a sense of an ominous castle in minutes.

It's a pity that there is a witcher among the current residents, and he is still the kind that can be cut, and no matter what weird legends look pale in front of Lorenzo.

"This is actually Merlin's Castle. ”

Joey, who was on the side, walked over and accosted Lorenzo.

During the time they have been together, the relationship between the two people is quite harmonious, after all, Lorenzo has always adhered to the habit of talking to people and talking nonsense.

The reason why the kestrel is so bad is that the kestrel is so by Lorenzo, the feeling of powerlessness and rage is very interesting, if it were Joey, he would watch himself repeat the demand again in a serious manner, and the robin would keep staring at himself seriously until he cooperated.

Serious people and devout believers, it seems that the kestrel is still a bit interesting at this point, and among these people, his rotten genus has the highest proportion, and it is the most compatible with Lorenzo's brain circuit.

"Merlin's Castle?"

Lorenzo looked surprised, after getting along for so long, Merlin gave him the feeling that he was a scholar with extremely low material needs.

Mysterious, has no past, doesn't look like a guy with a future, and in some ways he's a bit like a witcher.

"Yes, but this was originally given to him by Arthur, after all, he is the chief of technology, and he always needs a decent place to live, doesn't he?" said Joey.

Lorenzo glanced around the room, things were piled up in a mess, and when he first came, it took Lorenzo half a day to clear a place to take a nap by the fireplace.

"Hmm...... There was some surprise, but it was expected. ”

It's really Merlin's style, the things he's collected are piled up here, and he doesn't live here at all.

Lorenzo seemed to think of something again, and asked in a low voice.

"There shouldn't be any weird alchemy labs here, after all, the castle is perfect with science maniacs. ”

Joey looked helpless.

"We have strict rules for the purification agency, and even if Merlin wants to transfer alchemy-related materials and equipment to the outside world, it needs to be documented. ”

"Really?"

"Really!"

Joey said solemnly.

Lorenzo is like that, there is no superfluous entertainment in this strange resort, and no demon comes out for him to cut and relieve his boredom.

So this neurotic targets Joey and the others, and as soon as he is not careful, he begins to corrupt you with bad words, trying to drag you into the water, and the kestrel has already been tricked, and is going further and further down the road of hysteria.

Joey didn't want to be like this, he was wary.

"But there's a room that Merlin has specially tidied up, do you want to visit it?"

Lorenzo's face was straight.

"Why didn't you take out this kind of good stuff sooner. ”

Joey gave him a blank look, who knew that this guy was so annoying, and if he didn't have some fun, Kestrel would be seriously threatened to his mental health.

"Like you said, we've been collecting these things over the years, like some strange works of art, and Merlin loves them so much that he even wants to make a museum, but because of his busy schedule, he doesn't have time to sort out some of them. ”

Joey said as he led the way.

"Of course, it may be that the alchemist thinks differently, I've seen those things before, and I don't know what they mean...... Anyway, it's just to make you quieter, don't toss anymore. ”

Joey didn't understand Lorenzo's toss, for them the holiday was a distant thing, as the superior knights of the purification mechanism, they were one of the very few humans who had been specialized and resistant to erosion.

But this also means that once there are demons, they will be the main backbone, that is to say, the mortality rate is extremely high, Joey doesn't expect to make much performance at work, and his safe retirement is the greatest blessing. After all, the only benefit of this high-risk job is an excellent retirement package.

According to the regulations of the purification agency, because of the connection with the demons, Joey will be gradually removed from the first echelon and transferred to work in the scavenger army, constantly opening up the connection with the demons until he has no more work related to demons, and this situation will last for several years, and then he will leave the purification agency satisfactorily.

When the time comes, forget about the rivers and lakes with everyone, and spend the rest of your life in a small town where you can get the sun.

Joey sighed, in the crazy life, the peace now seems so rare.

"Okay, okay, let's go. ”

Lorenzo nodded, for him, the witcher did not say of retirement, and what made him unbearable now was boredom compared to retirement.

Ascending the stairs to the top of the castle, the actions of the two men also caught the attention of the robin, who arrived with a canon that Lorenzo had read for an unknown number of times.

The three of them had a strange tacit understanding, and it was Joey who finally pushed open the dusty door.

The gate was opened, and the bright light spilled down, and the dome of the castle was made of glass, and the steel bracket could see the snow remaining on the glass and the dead leaves left over from autumn, and the air had a deep sense of heaviness, and the dust rolled in the faint light, like falling snowflakes.

"Not bad. ”

Lorenzo exclaimed, and stepped inside.

It's not so much a museum as a neatly organized warehouse, with mountains of different objects, including desks.

After walking a few laps, Lorenzo began to understand what Joey was talking about, because there was something strange about the things, a knot hanging from a delicate glass case, a dusty desk with huge nautical charts, rulers and compasses, blank papers scattered on the floor, and a pile of science books.

There are no rules to speak of, there is no significant value, and even thieves will cry when they sneak in.

Piled on the other side were wooden wheels, coins in boxes, a copy of the Invig Codex, an intricate lock, and an old rifle, all of which of course didn't take up much space, but the real attraction was the central one.

It was a steam engine.

Unlike Lorenzo's impression of a steam engine, it was much more bloated and complex, and it looked very old, but it was well maintained.

There is a shiny nameplate on the pedestal, which reads.

"In the year 867 of the Invig calendar, this will be a force to change the world. ”

Lorenzo remembered a time when Invig was still in the midst of the glorious war, and the advent of the modified steam engine turned the tide of the war.

He suddenly knew what this was, and the steam engine in front of him was probably the first improved steam engine in history, and it was this thing that triggered the second industrial revolution.

Struck by lightning, Lorenzo suddenly knew where it was and what Merlin was doing.

Looking at the clutter around him, they suddenly had a meaning of their own, which made Lorenzo's hands and feet tingle, but it was not because of fear, but because of excitement.

"This is a history museum. ”

Lorenzo said.

Joey gave him a puzzled look, he obviously didn't understand what Lorenzo meant, and then Lorenzo continued, his gaze swept over everything in the room, and in a trance he saw the first fire ignite in the darkness, and the huddled human slowly stood up.

It was as if there was a magnificent orchestra playing at this moment, and the melody rose to the top of the song, "Thus Said Zarathustra".

"Merlin's taste is really good. ”

Lorenzo sighed again, but he didn't feel a little sad looking at the more bewildered gazes of Joey and Robin, as he didn't seem to be able to expect everyone to be as talented as himself, after all, expecting too much from others would be an irreverent offense.

"This is a museum of history that chronicles the great moments of humanity. ”

Lorenzo gently stroked the wooden table, wiping the dust off it, he remembered what Merlin had told him about the alchemical death, so it seemed that the alchemist was not joking, he meant it.

However, there was still a look of reverence just now, but Lorenzo then sat down on the wooden table and looked at everyone proudly.

"Actually, you can call it a 'book'. ”

"What books?" Joey kept up with Lorenzo's brain circuits as much as he could.

"Myth. ”

The word caught the robin's attention, and he looked at Lorenzo, only to see Lorenzo continue.

"The myth of humanity. ”

From the beginning of the darkness to the beginning of the battle with fear, the myth has not been broken.

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