The scene was a little subtle, with a rusty metal ceiling overhead, a row of dim lights, and a chair that resembled an electric torture chair at the moment, and maybe the next second he would be charred by the electricity.

Lorenzo's hands were confined to the chair, although this thing could not limit the power of the witcher, it was basically a decoration, but at the strong request of these medical staff, Lorenzo still reluctantly put it on, in their words, they knew that this thing was useless, but Lorenzo put it on, at least it made these medical staff feel a little safe.

So sometimes human beings are really wonderful, obviously useless, but with a little added security, they can face these disturbing dangers.

"Lorenzo · Mr. Holmes, a professional witcher and detective, ......"

The nurse stood in front of Lorenzo in a crisp white coat, her head bowed, her face obscured by the papers she had picked up, making it difficult for Lorenzo to see her.

She carefully read the documents relating to Lorenzo, who was also in the current range of movement, observing the woman.

She was not very tall, protected by strict medical supplies, bloated like a fat penguin, with eye-catching patterns carved into the corners of her clothes.

A sharp lancet pierced along the gap between the left and right brains, piercing through the corpus callosum connecting the left and right brains, and on the split left and right brains, the sulcus of the brain was like a group of entangled snakes, which was unsettling.

"You ...... Do science fiction folks love snakes so much?"

Lorenzo couldn't help but ask, the same is true of the symbol of the Perpetual Pump, the infinitely looping Ouroboros.

"No...... At least I don't like it, and as for why, it has to do with your gospel church. ”

The woman put down the document in her hand, looked at Lorenzo through the goggles with a somewhat dejected gaze, and then stretched out her hand.

"Abigail Branlin, the current director of the Black Mountain Hospital, I will be in charge of your next experiments. ”

Lorenzo looked at her strangely, as if she didn't expect that the woman in front of her was the mysterious dean, and Abigail still looked so depressed, stretched out her hand and shook the air, as if this was a handshake with Lorenzo, and then she put on the sterilizing respirator hanging around her neck, and there was a low breathing sound from it.

"The Evangelical Church was once the overlord of the Western world, and under the protection of the Knights Templar, the missionaries spread your faith to every corner of the Western world. ”

Abigail said as she stepped aside and picked up her utensils, not knowing what she was going to do next.

"So in the beginning you were all believers, but with your decline and the localization of your faith, everyone played with these as believers.

However, our first Black Mountain Dean, and the technical chief of the Perpetual Pump, they were all defenders of reason at first, but as their bodies aged, they became gods again, and eventually even became fanatical believers. The Perpetual Pump and the Black Mountain Hospital were founded during their frenzy in their later years. ”

Abigail walked over as he spoke, ruffled Lorenzo's sleeve, and picked up a needle to take blood from his wrist.

"Interesting, isn't it? The defenders of reason ended up being servants of the gods, and no one knows exactly what happened to them, after all, they have been dead for a long time.

The serpent part was decided when they studied theology, in the Gospels the serpent seduced man, which led to the expulsion of the gods, and in many clergy interpretations, they saw the serpent as the devil, the sinful desire of the human heart, because of it, the human being was expelled from the beautiful paradise, but the two old men interpreted it in a completely different meaning. ”

"What?"

Lorenzo asked, with some curiosity, that he had been a pastor in the Evangelical Church for a while, that he knew a lot about the strange interpretations of the Gospels, and that he was a little curious about how the founders who had established these institutions would have interpreted them.

"They see the paradise in which humans live as a cage, the gods as the demons that imprison humans, and the serpent who is regarded as the devil is the angel who brings hope, which brings the fruit of 'reason,' so that human beings will not be imprisoned by the illusion of paradise. ”

Abigail's voice rumbled after passing through the ventilator, probably thinking that it was too slow to take blood like this, she took out a blood bag and hung it on the edge of her chair, probably seeing Lorenzo's strange gaze, this time she asked first.

"The witcher's blood-making ability is relatively strong, you shouldn't be able to shock easily, right?" Abigail sounded like a question, but she didn't wait for Loren's reply at all, and went straight to work.

So under the interpretation of those two old gods, the serpent is a symbol of wisdom in us, a forbidden wisdom, a wisdom cursed by God. ”

"Interesting, huh?"

"Indeed, it's funny. ”

Lorenzo calmly replied that in many people's interpretation, God is divine, but in the eyes of these people, it is all the opposite, God is evil, Paradise is false, and human beings need reason to break free from ignorance, even if it will lead to earthly hell.

"Ah...... Wait a minute. ”

Abigail suddenly stopped what he was doing, unplugged the filter on the ventilator and replaced it with a new one, it stands to reason that this thing would last a long time, but in Abigail's opinion, Lorenzo seemed to be some kind of giant virus, and her vigilance and disgust for Lorenzo could be seen from her outfit.

"Am I a virus?"

"Viruses are non-cellular microorganisms, and you're so big, you can't be counted. ”

Abigail replied, and Lorenzo could tell that she was answering very seriously and seriously, which made Lorenzo wonder if she was really answering seriously, or if she was making fun of herself.

"Oh, my protection?"

She probably reacted, and the reflex arc made Lorenzo doubt her professionalism.

"According to Arthur's information, you are the last witcher of the Old Order, carrying a stable secret blood and a pseudo-chalice in your body, and according to our estimates, your potential threat is extremely high now.

As for why. You must know that demon erosion can actually be seen as a kind of 'memetic pollution'. ”

Abigail explained.

"The erosion of demons can be transmitted and remained, just like the books or paintings that record the knowledge of demons, and it will influence rational beings through different mediums.

What I did was to isolate myself from you as much as possible so as not to be affected by you, after all, Arthur's information said that the erosion of the pseudo-chalices does not seem to be detected by the Geiger counter, and you must know that the first step that humans can take against the demons is to use the Geiger counter to know about their existence. ”

"So how are you going to test me?"

Lorenzo asked, the Protestant Order had not yet been involved in testing itself, but Lorenzo was confident that they would not rest on their laurels, and that there must be something waiting for them.

"This has to wait for Merlin to come, because of your particularity, this time the research on you was carried out by the Perpetual Motion Pump and the Black Mountain Hospital, but I am the main person in charge, and the Perpetual Motion Pump is only responsible for assisting. ”

Picking up the extracted blood bag, Abigail did not stop the bleeding for Lorenzo, looking at the wound of the needle hole, almost within seconds after she took out the needle, the wound quickly stopped bleeding, wiped off the blood and there was no trace of the wound under the skin.

"Wow, that poor little guy next door must be very envious of you. ”

Abigail muttered something, but Lorenzo couldn't hear clearly due to the presence of the ventilator, and could only feel a restless machine spinning back and forth around him.

"Wait for me here, I'm going to do a little experiment. ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?"

Lorenzo asked, there were only a few medics in the room who were assisting Abigail, not a single guard, and the only weapon that could be used to kill was the fragile lancet.

According to Lorenzo's envisioned plot, when Abigail experimented with himself, he had to have a few heavily armed original sin armor guarding him, but now the defense here is simply the same.

"No, Arthur said, it's a ...... Trust Relationship?The Purification Agency is unwilling to give up on you, otherwise it will be the Protestant people who are now in charge. We are all maintaining fragile trust. ”

Abigail said and pushed open the door, she didn't go far, the place where she was going to experiment was next door, pushing open the adjacent door, Arthur and Ovis were already waiting here.

"He seems to be a good fit," Abigail said to Arthur, "if you're going to spy on him, why don't you use that supervisor's office, and instead need me to run errands and deliver the news." ”

"Because the witcher is far more sensitive than you think, he will perceive this, and it will only disturb him. ”

Arthur's expression was dark, and his emotions were far more depressed than they appeared.

"I think I know Lorenzo better, he doesn't ...... be so restrained," he said and laughed, "What is the Protestant Order planning, secretly contacting the queen to put pressure on me, isn't Lorenzo too? He's not a quiet guy, he's planning something." ”

"What?"

"I think it's revenge, he's a raging guy who doesn't even care about killing Lawrence, and now that the Protestant Order has angered him, no one knows what will happen next. ”

This is what disturbs Arthur, the Protestant Order, like him, is controlled by higher chess players, and the goals of the chess players are their goals, and these goals are easy to speculate, in the final analysis, they are only for profit.

But Lorenzo is different, he is a stranger caught between the two, and there is no such thing as interest to tempt him, so it is difficult to guess what kind of action he will make.

"But will what the Protestant Order say be true?

Arthur looked at the bag of Lorenzo's blood that Abigail was carrying, the scarlet liquid exuding an ominous aura.

"Who knows, if it succeeds, it will solve the curse that has plagued the royal family for years, and if it fails......" Abigail looked at the frail Owis, his voice still roaring mechanically under the ventilator, "It's just the death of an insignificant person." ”

"Don't be angry, Ovis, you know she's like that. Arthur comforted Ovis, who didn't care about it.

"So what's next? Are you going to refine that blood?" asked Ovis.

"No, you don't. ”

"Don't need it?"

"Yes, the secret blood comes from demons, and while I don't know how the Evangelical Church did it, they managed to usurp the extraordinary powers from the demons, and keep the memetic and corrosive blood in the witcher's body. ”

Abigail drew a little blood, and it sparkled like a jewel at the light.

"It's far beyond what we can do with our current technology, just like Project Rangers, we tried to replicate their secret blood, but after trying, we realized how far we had a gap in technology with the Evangelical Church in this regard.

Lorenzo himself is the perfect vessel, and over the years he has domesticated the Secret Blood, making it gentle and furious...... Of course, in the case of a low degree of awakening. ”

"Do you want to inject it directly into my body?" Ovis asked, he didn't care about the experiment, he would live a little longer if he succeeded, and if he failed, it would only advance the doomed end.

"If you inject it directly, you may become a demon, and with the existence of secret blood, you will become an even more terrifying demon. Arthur said.

"It's okay, isn't that witcher next door? ”

It's obviously a life-and-death experiment, but Abigail's demeanor is not easy, maybe she has never been serious, or maybe this is her normal state.

"But don't worry, Ovis, you're not an inconsequential person, after all, there aren't many opportunities to experiment directly with members of the royal family, and if you accidentally die, we can't apply for another one from the queen, right?"

Abigail grinned and rubbed Ovis's head again, then changed his tone.

"Well, be glad, if you succeed, you'll be the first person in Victoria's family to break free from the king's curse. ”

Owis closed his eyes, ready to accept it, but nothing happened in the long darkness, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Abigail injecting a mouse.

"Don't be nervous, it's still too much of a luxury to experiment directly on you, after all, you're not as healthy as you used to be. ”

O'Vis didn't say anything, just looked at the mouse that was locked in the glass cabinet with Arthur, Abigail first injected Ovis's blood into the mouse's body, and soon the white fluff was covered with blood, and the small wound was difficult to heal at this moment.

No, not only that, but without medical treatment, the tiny wound began to wither and rot, as if Ovis's flesh was some kind of poison.

The curse of the king's blood.

"Then let's see if Victoria's royal blood is more weird, or if the secret blood is more powerful. ”

Abigail said as he poured Lorenzo's blood into the mouse's body, while Arthur picked up his pistol and pointed it at the mouse behind the glass case.

The beast's eyes were fixed on the three, and the boiling flesh burned and rushed through it.