Outer Town, East of Irins, 121A Cork Street.

It's been a week since that crazy night, during which no one has come to the door, nothing strange has happened, everything is like a dream, and there is nothing left after waking up.

Lorenzo tried to find the shrike, his dark trench coat was full of ammunition, and he looked like he was about to slaughter the city, but unfortunately the shrike didn't know what was going on, and he hadn't shown up for many days.

The whole person lies in the bathtub, the warm water washes away the exhaustion of the body, and the whole body is soaked in the warm water to enjoy the hard-won tranquility.

Madame vanloude was taking a nap, and her cheap roommate seemed to be working overtime in the factory, so Lorenzo was the only one left in the small house.

With the dim lights above his head and the breath of life coming from the street, he couldn't help but relax, picked up a cigarette and smoked it vigorously, which felt really good.

Lorenzo hadn't been in contact with demons for many years, and it was clear that his connection with the darkness was about to be severed, but it seemed that the hideous darkness would not let him go, and grabbed himself when he was almost forgotten.

Crawled out of the bathtub, wrapped in a white bath towel, wet and walked to the room, the wounds on his body were still healing on their own, except for the more serious injuries, some small injuries had almost healed, leaving only dark red marks that had not yet recovered.

Since that night, not only has the shrike not looked for him, but even Eve has lost contact, Lorenzo doesn't care about that, and the only thing that gives him a headache at the moment is a few suspicions.

It is currently determined that Wall's anomaly is demonized, as he is a crew member of the Silverfish and has come into contact with the mysterious Sacred Coffin, and it is certain that everyone on board is contaminated, meaning that there are at least sixteen potential demons roaming the city.

The next suspicion is that the mysterious organization that attacked the dungeon that night, I remember that I encountered such a large lump of stomach chewing grass in the secret passage, but after that night, there was no abnormality in the old Dunling, so there was only one result, and the mysterious organization handled all this perfectly.

In Lorenzo's speculation, the size of the mysterious organization should not be smaller than that of the Demon Hunting Order.

What a hassle......

It gradually became clear that this was a game between two mysterious organizations, and he was the unlucky one who was caught up in it.

The only thing that remains unclear is the position of the shrike in this matter, Lorenzo has always thought that he is an underground emperor, making his fortune by smuggling, but now it seems that the shrike is also full of suspicions.

With a sigh, Lorenzo put on his clothes, packed up, and left the house.

Winchester was hidden under his trench coat, clinging to his body, his black deer-hunting hat pressed down to slightly hide his gray-blue eyes, his staff and sword were broken in the fight with Sabo, and his new weapon was still being forged at the blacksmith.

"It's a rare ......"

Looking up, the endless dome light shone down from the gloomy sky, and it was hard to believe that the old Dunling was actually a little clearer today, although the dark clouds still existed, but at least it cracked a little crack, allowing the light to shine.

Lorenzo already has a new life, he shouldn't have been involved in these things, and now the best choice is to buy a ticket to travel to take a good rest, but anyone should have a bottom line, although Lorenzo is a bad person It is difficult to match the word bottom line, but it is certain that this person does have a bottom line, but it is too low, minus five meters underground.

Passing by a flower shop on the street and buying a white flower, as if he was going to meet some beautiful lady, Lorenzo hummed a little song.

Sitting on the steam tram and watching the scenery slowly depart, Lorenzo was full of anticipation.

It was one of his hobbies, riding a random steam tram and making it all the way to the terminus, which usually lasted all day due to the speed and size of Old Dunling.

Hours passed, and Lorenzo finally reached the terminal.

It's rare that this place is not covered by dark clouds, the dilapidated church is built on a desolate meadow, and not far away is the city of steel, where steam and railroad are devouring little by little, and it seems that in a few years it will become a part of steel.

A few years ago, when Lorenzo first arrived in Old Dunling, there were still a few priests here, but the people in the neighborhood went to the factories in the city, and gradually the people left here, and eventually even the priests gave up, only Lorenzo would come here from time to time to visit friends.

Stepping through weeds and barbed wire, Lorenzo found the weathered tombstone in a pile of rubble, the handwriting on which was long legible, and no one would have realized it was if it weren't for Lorenzo's recollection.

"Good morning!"

Lorenzo greeted him energetically, then removed the white flower from his chest and placed it under the tombstone.

"Gee, every time you come here, you get a feeling of 'you've been dead for so long'?"

I don't have any sense of seriousness to worship others, just like an enemy, pointing to other people's tombstones and saying, "I didn't expect it! ”

Hippie smiled for a while, Lorenzo seemed a little unhappy, and he didn't expect that he would return here one day, as if a fateful reunion.

After a long silence, his eyes glazed over, he pulled out Winchester, whispered a prayer in his mouth, and pulled the trigger.

"Be sober and watchful, for your adversary, the devil, is as a roaring lion, which walks about in search of whom he may devour, and resist him with strong faith. ”

A low prayer accompanied the roar of bullets, and the solid stone crumbled little by little, revealing the hideous thing within, and a strange and grotesque illusion swept over Lorenzo, as if he had unleashed a demon, but he didn't care, there was nothing to fear.

It wasn't until the last bullet was fired that the sturdy protection was completely shattered, and the pitch-black box was completely exposed in front of Lorenzo, which had been sealed in it for many years, but the surface was smooth as if it had just been put in.

The dark golden streaks spread over it, and a heavy word was written on it, and it sang the praises of God and the sacred, so Lorenzo picked it up and pressed it under the familiar groove, and it opened in response.

"Long time no see. ”

The icy cold light covered Lorenzo's vision, and in the light they shimmered like diamonds, but when you looked closely, they were one perfectly crafted blade after another, like Lorenzo's staff, a simple sword and hilt, slender like silver nails.

Lorenzo's pupils were reflected in the smooth blade, and the fine texture was inscribed on them, and in case of blood, it would be the most scarlet picture.

......

It was a dark hall, and only the skylight in the middle dome shone a little light on the huge round table.

Looking up at the blue sky behind the sky, sometimes the kestrel can't tell where it is, this is the most secret location of the purification mechanism, although he is a high-ranking knight, he is blindfolded every time he comes.

I haven't moved too much, so I'm definitely still in the old Dunling, but the old Dunling doesn't have such a blue sky.

The shrike on the side was also confused, although he had been in the purification mechanism for so long, he had only come to break the dome a handful of times, sometimes he really wanted to break the rules and rush out of this conference room to see somewhere else, if he could, today would be a good opportunity, but his injuries were not yet healed, he came in a wheelchair.

"Right now our situation is not good. ”

A voice sounded at the other end of the round table, and looking down the round table covered with sword marks, although there was only darkness, both of them knew who was sitting there.

The head of the purification agency, the Knight King, Arthur.

To tell the truth, the two of them now have a feeling of trepidation, just two high-ranking knights, how can He De be invited to the round table room to talk to Arthur face to face.

"What is the situation? You personally summoned a few of us...... There is also a sick number, presumably the situation is about to get out of control. ”

A deadly voice rang out, and it wasn't until the man spoke that the kestrel realized that there was another person not far from him.

The man didn't hide his meaning, bathed in the faint light, with a graceful figure, and a bright blue and purple dress, if it weren't for the familiar mask she was wearing, the kestrel would have thought that the noble lady had strayed here.

"Blue Emerald?"

Berau was a little surprised, not expecting to meet her here.

"Okay, don't talk about it yet. ”

Arthur's voice came, and although he smiled, the three of them immediately became serious.

"Now that the knights stationed in the old Dunling have basically been dispatched, our strength is empty, and the enemy is still nowhere to be found. ”

"From the time the Sacred Coffin entered Ingwig, various levels of demonic anomalies erupted on the territory of Ingwig, and the knights were exhausted, which was obviously a disturbance, and our enemies in the shadows tried to protect the Sacred Coffin.

For this reason, Lancelot has already sailed to the Dawn with the original sin armor, but there are still no clues after all this time, according to the prediction, we have about a week left, and in a week the Holy Coffin will be transported out of Invig, and we must find a way to keep it!"

The eyes in the darkness seemed to be on fire, and the voice was calm, but the gravity was audible to the three of them.

"There are no more ordinary people, I need knights who can resist the erosion of demons after neuronification, but unfortunately, we have lost more manpower than expected, and at present, the only people who can be freed up in the old Dunling are the three of you. ”

"Where's Galahad?"

Thinking of his friend, Berau hurriedly asked. Old Dunling normally had three chief knights, two of whom were currently sent out to track down the whereabouts of the Sacred Coffin, and Galahad was also lost after that night.

The voice in the darkness was silent for a moment and replied.

"Originally, this operation was supposed to be led by Galahad, but now that he has been detained by the Perpetual Motion Pump, he is temporarily unable to move, both in terms of physical condition and the degree of erosion. ”

"So this operation will be led by you, Shrike. ”

"Me?"

Beroe was stunned, he was not injured now, so let himself go again?

"I know this order is difficult, but now that you are the one who knows the situation best, I need you to take them, and I will give you all the support. ”

"It's not...... It's a bit too urgent!"

Kestrel also said that they didn't even know the purpose of the operation.

"I don't want to, but we really don't have time, according to Lancelot's report, he traced the clues and got the approximate location of the Sacred Coffin, I don't need you to kill the enemy, I just need you to go there and cause a riot, drag the enemy as much as possible, and the subsequent firefight will be resolved by Lancelot. ”

Arthur's voice was still flat, and it was literally sending them to their deaths.

"Then why not go straight to Lancelot?"

Lan Jade, who had been silent, spoke, she didn't understand, obviously there was no need to be so complicated.

A long sigh rang out in the darkness, and after a moment Arthur said.

"Because they can't come back, recently, all the knights have been attacked by the demons, and the demons have dragged them down, and the demons have not hidden their intentions at all this time, they are just for the sacred coffin, even the Dawn has been stopped at the port of Rendona due to running out of fuel, and it needs to be refueled. ”

"For the first time in so many years, demons have poured out, and we have underestimated their numbers, so now we can only barely make up you people, and you also know that ordinary people will be eroded sooner or later against demons, which will only increase the number of enemies. ”

"No...... There should be more than that. ”

After thinking for a long time, Berau asked slowly, he didn't care about his own life, he realized another kind of crisis.

"Invig is our home field, even if we mobilize troops, we can easily crush them, why bother so much, is it really afraid that the so-called pollution will cause the army to collapse?"

Shrike said that he was holding his hand on the edge of the wheelchair, which was a storage box with a gun inside, and he had the impression that Riather had always been absolutely sane and did not make meaningless sacrifices, but today his words were full of loopholes, and he had to be wary.

After all, it's a battle against demons, and it's not impossible for the leading boss to suddenly go crazy.

"Definitely. ”

Arthur slowly stood up and walked out of the darkness, his eyes full of exhaustion, white hair and wrinkles made this once handsome man look extremely old, like a lion in his twilight years, as if he had just experienced a long war.

"Originally, I wasn't in such a hurry, after all, we have the most advanced fleet in the world, and the Sacred Coffin has no possibility of escaping from the sea, but this information has changed my mind. ”

As he spoke, a document was thrown by Arthur from the other end of the round table, and on the vellum was a top secret seal, which the shrike and others had no right to view at all.

"Look, it's not a secret, after all, I'm going to call a roundtable and announce it to everyone after all this. ”

Taking out a cigarette from his arms, Arthur is usually a non-smoker, but when he is stressed, he can't help but take two puffs, imagining an escape from life.

"I know that some of my recent actions have caused you to complain, such as supporting the development of the Original Sin Armor, such as conducting neuro-specialized experiments, but this is not something that can be helped. ”

Listening to the rattling of the page, everyone's breath seemed to freeze, and their eyes were filled with wonder and fear, until Arthur's voice sounded again to break the deathly immersion.

"Before the invention of the steam engine, it was always the Evangelical Church that controlled the nations, not because of any faith, but because they had the Demon Hunting Order, and only they had the ability to fight against demons, although we later set up a purification agency and broke away from the control of the Evangelical Church, but they were still experts in fighting demons, the brightest torch in the night. ”

Arthur's voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, as the report says, it has been confirmed by intelligence that the Demon Hunter Order was officially disbanded six years ago. ”

"The brightest torch of the night was extinguished six years ago. ”