It was a strange feeling, and Lorenzo could not describe it, but he could really feel the sudden anger in his heart, not directed at Anthony or anyone else, but some kind of teasing feeling, as if something had been forgotten, but he felt powerless because he could not remember it anyway.

"You say, I am...... Medanzo?"

Lorenzo looked at Anthony, his fists clenched, his gaze swept over the faces, and then the angry heart suddenly cooled.

Arthur Merlin...... All of them, they all had a gaze similar to that of Anthony, a little pity and sorrow, as if Lorenzo was really some poor fellow, who had been deceiving himself and living.

"Medanzo is dead, dead in the night of Arrival, I'm Lorenzo Holmes, Demon Hunter Order number 042!"

Lorenzo wanted to shout with all his might, but the words seemed so weak when they came to his lips.

It all came so fast that it didn't give anyone any time to prepare.

"Why do you continue to deceive, concealing the truth will only make your situation worse, Mr. Holmes. ”

Anthony was like a judge, scrutinizing the confused lamb little by little.

"Your true identity is 047, the witcher known as Medanzo, who escaped the Holy Gospel Papal States by claiming the false chalice during Advent night, and continued your operations under the name of Lorenzo Holmes after arriving in Old Dunling. ”

"No! I'm 042. ”

It's rare, for some reason, Lorenzo has lost his mind in this matter of identity, he didn't use his tricks and cunning to deal with Anthony as before.

He was like a sick fanatic, Lorenzo seemed to emphasize his identity, stubborn, as if language had magic, and with this mechanical repetition everything would come true.

"Unfortunately, this is the end of your deception, Mr. Holmes. ”

Anthony continued, his chances of victory.

"042 doesn't exist, he's just a way you use to deceive others...... It's subtle, and under your story, you've managed to disguise 'yourself' death and become active as 042. ”

Lorenzo stared at Anthony deadly, even in the face of the tide of demons, the almost incomprehensible Imam Lawrence, and even the desperate night of the Holy Arrival, he was not afraid of all this, but this time Lorenzo couldn't understand why this happened.

Something seemed to come out, out of their stomachs, their fragile hearts, their brains, countless hands reaching out from those places where they couldn't peep, scrambling to break free from under their wretched shells.

Those memories that do not want to look back and deliberately forget.

“042...... It doesn't exist?"

Lorenzo...... Or 042, he looked at Anthony blankly with puzzles, doubts, and those unknown fears.

"Literally, 042 doesn't exist. ”

Anthony directly denied the existence of 042, and Lorenzo considered himself to exist.

"Actually, this conversation has been premeditated for a long time, after all, you have also experienced the night of Arrival, you are in danger, that unknown danger, so in order to convince you completely, or so that you can talk to us calmly, we have made a lot of preparations. ”

Another document was taken out, Lorenzo had been their target for a long time, they had been preparing for this meeting for too long.

"This is the list of demon hunters, according to the records on the list, as well as the records of the mission of the Demon Hunter Order...... None of these records have the number 042...... To be precise, the Demon Hunter Order did not use this number at all, and the Demon Hunter with this number did not exist at all. ”

The papers slid along the smooth tabletop, the paper a little yellowed, a record from before the night of Arrival, and there was no possibility of forgery.

"You say I...... Non-existent?"

Lorenzo said incredulously.

"You're 047, dubbed Medanzo. He replied indifferently.

"It can't be...... I'm 042...... I...... I ......"

Lorenzo looked at the document in front of him, he wanted to find something that would prove his identity, but no, nothing.

Arthur remained silent, only to see Lorenzo raise his head in a panic, this was the first time Arthur had seen such Lorenzo, like a trapped beast in a cage, hitting the solid iron wall hard, but to no avail.

"I ...... Uncanny Valley, me and 016 and 011 ......"

Like grasping at a life-saving straw, Lorenzo's voice trembled a little.

"You mean Operation Uncanny Valley? On the second page, the participants are you, 047,011,016, and there is no 042. ”

Anthony made all the preparations, and Lorenzo turned the second page directly when he heard this, it was a familiar handwriting, although it had been so long, he could still recognize his own handwriting, it was the mission report he had written, but the participants were replaced from 042 to 047.

No...... No, I am real, 042 exists, and I am the best proof.

Lorenzo frantically rummaged through the documents in front of him, but there was nothing, and no matter how the characters were rearranged, he could not find the point that would prove him.

"Do you want to continue to play dumb? Mr. Holmes, your lies have been exposed. ”

Anthony continued to press.

"No! it's fake, I'm 042! Lorenzo Holmes! Medanzo is dead! I've seen him die!"

Lorenzo finally couldn't help himself, and roared angrily, a glimmer of dazzling light shining under his eyes, a sign that made everyone present nervous.

This is no ordinary trapped beast in front of him, he is Lorenzo Holmes, a witcher who survived the night of Arrival, carrying that strange pseudo-chalice, and if Lorenzo chooses the worst option, maybe the next second this place will be covered in the flames of war.

"Calm down, Lorenzo. ”

Arthur said duly.

"What are you going to do next? Catch me? and dissect it?"

Lorenzo's eyes were full of distrust.

Perhaps because of this obsessive identity, when touched by this, Lorenzo completely lost his previous calmness.

"We just want to confirm if the false chalice is really on you. ”

Arthur snapped, and then his tone softened again, explaining his position.

"Lorenzo, the premise of cooperation is trust, we do not care about your past, even now you are still a member of the purifier, and the Evangelical Church's declaration of war on you is a declaration of war on us. ”

As Arthur reassured, Lorenzo took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, followed by a sharp pain in his mind, as if someone was breaking his head.

"But you are hiding the false chalice, which, according to Anthony, is a miracle of Advent night, and most of the participants died on that night, and even now, the Evangelical Church does not know the power of that thing...... It's dangerous. ”

"And what do you want to do?" asked Lorenzo.

"Work with us to contain this potential danger...... Or rather, you. ”

Arthur slowly raised his finger and pointed it at Lorenzo.

"No...... Wait a minute. ”

Strangely, it was Anthony who interjected, and he looked at Lorenzo, as if he realized something, and then asked again.

"Lorenzo Holmes, I want to ask you one more question. ”

Lorenzo's face was reflected in those cold eyes, and he seemed to see through everything.

"Who do you think you are?"

"No. 042. ”

Lorenzo replied without hesitation.

There was silence at first, and then Anthony sighed, with the previous pity in his eyes.

"That is, you're not cheating on us, are you?"

This sentence was like a sharp sword, fiercely piercing Lorenzo's heart, obviously nothing, but he felt an indescribable coldness.

"You...... What do you mean?"

There are so many meanings that can be expressed in this sentence, Anthony said slowly.

"It's not deception, you yourself think you're 042, not 047, you think 047...... That is, the original yourself died?"

Anthony came to a startling conclusion, and for a moment Lorenzo's mind went blank.

"Lorenzo's perception of himself is wrong?"

Merlin said suddenly.

"For some reason, Medanzo ...... 047, he imagined himself to be a non-existent, 042 witcher, and after recognizing himself as 042, 042 is Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, and you think that your original self is another person, another person who died on the night of Adventing. ”

"No...... What are you talking about? I'm 042! I'm here alive! I'm the best proof of myself!"

Lorenzo retorted with some unacceptability.

"But you're 047! Look at these documents, and in preparation for this conversation, we've brought all the information we have about you, from your induction to the Church of Church at a young age, to the outbreak of Advent Night, all of which can be pieced together for a complete life!

No. 047: The Life of a Witcher!"

Anthony rebuked.

"According to your claim, 042 and 047 are friends, and 042 is also a Medanzo witcher...... But in fact, there is no mention of the existence of 042 in these materials, and the number 042 has never been used in the records of our Demon Hunting Order. ”

"So you mean I'm crazy?"

Lorenzo stood up angrily, as if in a battle of trapped beasts.

"I imagined myself to be someone else, someone who didn't exist!"

"Isn't it?047. ”

Anthony continued.

"Actually, it's all good proof, look at those pictures, think back to everything about the night of Arrival. ”

On top of the scattered papers were one photograph after another, the owner of the photograph was the same person, the only difference was the age at the time of the shooting, and they all came together to build a growing boy who was now questioning everything.

"If you think you're 042, what were you doing on Advent night?"

Antony inquired from above, it was a nightmare night, a night Lorenzo would never forget, a night in which his life was turned upside down, he killed Medanzo with his own hands, and took the forbidden false chalice.

"The Stagnant Sanctuary is out of control, Medanzo is guarding the gates of heaven to intercept the demons who are trying to break through the defenses, and I am ......"

Lorenzo's recollection of words stopped abruptly.

"I ......"

It seemed that there was a big invisible hand holding his heart, and all the anger and incomprehension just now dissipated at this moment, and some were just an inexplicable fear.

The fear of one's own existence, the long life of one's own life, the anger of one's own self-righteousness, all ...... All this is just the imagination of a madman.

"Say, 042. ”

Anthony's tone deliberately accentuated 042's name, continuing to press Lorenzo.

"I ...... at the time"

Lorenzo slowly raised his hand and covered half of his face hard, the memories that he had always been unwilling to face, the memories that he had forgotten and lost, were brutally torn apart at this moment, revealing without reservation.

"I was in the Seven Hills to deal with the rest of the demons, and finally joined up with Medanzo, who had come out of the Stagnant Temple......"

"But the Witchers of Medanzo were all guarding outside the Cathedral of Santa Naro at the time, and after the outbreak of the Night of Arrival, they all guarded the gates of Heaven with Medanzo to block those demons, and why did you leave the team alone?"

Anthony recounts what happened, and Lorenzo's words are shattered in the face of the true story.

"Split personality? due to the pseudo-grail...... Or something else, 047's personality split into a personality named 042, and 042 killed 047. ”

Percival said suddenly, her voice always so brisk, so abrupt in this serious meeting.

"Percival!"

Gawain said solemnly, trying to keep Percival quiet.

"It's not impossible, because of erosion, there are many cases like this in Montenegrin hospitals......"

Percival wanted to continue to say something, but looking at Gawain's solemn gaze, he could only remain silent.

However, her proposal does have such a possibility, and it can be seen from this conversation that Lorenzo does not seem to be trying to deceive everyone, but that he has really misunderstood his own identity.

"To answer my question, 042, why is that?"

Anthony continued to pursue, and then before Lorenzo could answer him, he threw the question again.

"Then you said you killed Medanzo, but why did you use his Silver Bolt?"

Suddenly everything was quiet, and Lorenzo stared at Anthony blankly, his gaze stiffened.

"You say...... The Bolt of Silver......"

"As a witcher, you should know what the Silver Bolt does, not only to limit the power of your witchers, but also to determine your position through the Sanctuary of Stasis when you break through the threshold. ”

Speaking of which, Anthony watched the rest of his gaze observe Arthur's reaction.

"But a few days ago, the Stagnant Sanctuary detected the reaction of 047 Silver Bolt, which is located in the northern part of Old Dunling...... If you killed 047 with your own hands, what about this reaction report?"

Without giving Lorenzo any room to fight back, Anthony unleashed the final punch.

"You should know that the silver bolt cannot be removed. ”

The priest finished the final mass, and under the watchful eyes of the family, the last handful of earth was hidden over 042's coffin.

047 seems to have lost the ability to speak, and stands in place in despair, and the beautiful dream is broken, showing the cruel truth.

"Medanzo, you have been eroded by the pseudo-chalice. ”

Anthony looked at the witcher with pity.

"Caught up in this long-term madness, so long that even this maddening nightmare is considered normal by you. ”