For the first time, Lorenzo felt a ...... Tired from work, Camus seemed to anticipate all of Lorenzo's situation, and in the rocking carriage he draped Lorenzo with a blanket prepared in advance, and prepared some small snacks.

But Lorenzo hadn't eaten at all, and had just crawled out of the ground, and it was full of the unspeakable sour smell.

Looking at Camus in front of the carriage, the homeless man was now refreshed, dressed in brand new clothes, driving the carriage, and carrying Lorenzo through the streets of Old Dunling, he did not have much ill will towards Lorenzo, and he was not even wary of Lorenzo's weapons, as if he expected Lorenzo not to hurt him.

Lorenzo closed his eyes and pondered, feeling a strange feeling at the moment.

He didn't know how to describe the feeling, but it was amazing, he had just climbed up from the river after three hundred rounds of fighting demons, and then he fell into another incident.

In fact, this is not "another thing", from the beginning to the present, Lorenzo can clearly feel that all the events he has experienced are a whole, being randomly manipulated by the big hand behind the scenes.

Rat King.

From nowhere, Lorenzo stepped into his chessboard, and from the beginning of this successive events, there was the shadow of the rat king.

In this dark squalor, the ubiquitous rat guides itself, it leads itself to the hidden stronghold, and also brings itself involved in the battle of demons, and even Lorenzo feels that the arrival of the Suaran Hall is also driven by the rat king, and is involved in this mortal danger.

Lorenzo remembered the newspapers before him, who collected a huge amount of information to guess and extrapolate to restore the cause of an event, a power that at best was only a certain ingenuity and cleverness, but when the upper limit of the void was reached...... It's like the omniscient power that is within the reach of man.

Perhaps this is what the Rat King did, he calculated everything, and threw pieces at random on the chessboard, which caused the current situation.

In this way, Lorenzo's seemingly coincidental experiences are not accidental, but the premeditated work of a ghostly man, and he took advantage of everyone.

Lorenzo was looking forward to the next meeting, and this mysterious person who was hidden under the shadow of the old Dunling, detached from the Pure Elimination Mechanism, was too exciting for Lorenzo.

"How long will it take. Lorenzo asked.

"It's almost there. Kamu replied.

"What happened next?" Lorenzo then asked.

"What?"

"That's ......," Lorenzo recalled, as he continued to pursue the enemy along the wall, leaving the newspaper merchant and Camus waiting for them, "where did you go after?"

"Run away, there were so many dead people at that time, we were just unarmed mortals, of course we had to run far away. ”

Judging from Camu's words, they didn't wait for Lorenzo at all, too, these bad rats are very good, and fools can't survive in that chaos.

"And then you met the Rat King?" asked Lorenzo again.

At that time, Camu was just a vagabond, but now he is a neatly dressed coachman, or a subordinate or something, in short, much better than he was at the beginning, and in such a short period of time, such a change, Lorenzo dared to conclude that something must have happened after that.

"Well, I met the Rat King, and he gave me a new job, which is what you see now. ”

Kamu said calmly, very sincerely, without concealment.

Such a submissive appearance made Lorenzo a little uneasy, the previous opponents were all fierce people, and they were crazy and cruel when they met, and they wanted to put a knife on your neck to speak, but this time the rat king in the dark appeared so easy-going.

"You're going to like him, he's a ...... Very, very lovely people. ”

As if thinking of something funny, Kamu looked back with a weird smile.

The smile and the adjectives made Lorenzo even more uncomfortable, he was not afraid of the ferocious, but he was wary of such a hidden and strange figure, and the rat king sounded like some strange quirk...... He even wondered if he should jump out of the car now.

There was no time for Lorenzo to jump out of the car, and the carriage suddenly stopped, in front of a tavern.

Lorenzo looked around vigilantly, the location was not very good, with bustling buildings on one side and the old city on the other, which was the junction of the lower and western districts, which was usually the place to deal with black money, transferring wealth from the lower city to other places.

Camus motioned for Lorenzo to get out of the car.

"Of course, you have to go through a little test before you can meet him. ”

"It sounds like choosing a concubine. ”

Lorenzo didn't want to go, but pushed open the door to the tavern, and Camus didn't follow, but stopped by the carriage and watched Lorenzo.

The air was mixed with the smell of wine, and it smelled intoxicating, and unlike the expected chaos, everyone sat in their respective places, drinking in silence, talking in a low voice, and the anger was like iron, and even the sweetness of alcohol could not soothe it.

Lorenzo's arrival caught their attention...... In fact, it's hard not to notice it, there is a strange smell on the clothes, and there is a little bit of blood, as if he has just experienced a fight.

The customers who come here are not good people, and most of the business they talk about is also related to gangs, which is not surprising for people like Lorenzo.

Lorenzo walked straight to the bar, not sure what the strange test was, but it was certainly right to order a bottle of wine first.

With a mustache and a kind smile, the bartender served Lorenzo a drink, casually conversing with the new face, as many ordinary bartenders do.

"Is it raining heavily?"

Lorenzo glanced at him, the window was not far away, and he could see if it was raining.

"No...... I just accidentally fell into the river. Lorenzo explained.

"Did you kill a few more people by the way?"

Lorenzo's drinking stopped, and the bartender smiled and pointed to Lorenzo's clothes, which were torn by sharp objects on both sides, which were left by Banre.

"Almost, it's a mess here, after all. ”

Lorenzo paused, and casually found a reason, this is the edge of the lower city, the junction with the western city, and anything chaotic and blood-stained can happen.

"yes, it's really messy, even that weird creature exists, I always thought it was some kind of demon or something. ”

The bartender wipes down his spare glasses.

"Hmm...... It looks like your hands are really good, just like before, it's really amazing, I can't do it, I have to take a breath for a few steps. ”

He continued, but then the movement stopped, and the bartender saw Lorenzo's extremely wary gaze, and the hand that reached into his coat and was already holding the folding knife.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes, it's not the first time we've met, is it?"

Lorenzo was stunned when he heard his words, and then the bartender's face kept searching in his mind, and finally confirmed his share.

"Newspaper dealer?"

"Looks like you haven't forgotten about me. ”

The newspaper merchant set aside his wiped glass and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Actually, I thought you would recognize me at first sight, but unfortunately, maybe my deception was too perfect. ”

The newspaper dealer was a complete difference from the time of the Rat's Nest, when he was dressed in heavy clothes and covered in dirt, but now his demeanor was elegant and neat, and no one could have imagined that they would be the same person.

"It's perfect, no one can associate you with the dirty guy back then. ”

Lorenzo picked up his glass.

"Aren't you afraid of poison, or are you physique good enough to ignore toxins?" said the newspaper merchant as if to examine Lorenzo's abilities.

Lorenzo felt a little confused, but took a sip anyway, and then he put down his glass.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"Nothing, just a lot of speculation to confirm, and although I think you might be willing to tell me directly, I still like the decryption process. ”

The newspaper merchant stretched out his hand as he spoke, and said in a friendly manner.

"Hercule Christie. ”

Lorenzo reached out with some hesitation and shook it with him, Hercule had some of Lorenzo's most hated points, unknown and uncontrollable.

"So you're the Rat King?"

"How is it possible, I'm just a newspaper dealer under him. Hercule said.

"So what are you doing here, and what is the test that Kamu is talking about?"

Lorenzo continued to ask, he didn't want to play this strange puzzle game with Hercule, but Hercule seemed happy and continued to wear down Lorenzo's patience.

"You killed that monster...... What do you usually call that monster? But it doesn't matter, it's just a name, you can call it anything. ”

Hercule was about to ask a question, but he dismissed it himself, as if he were talking to himself.

"You came out alive, I've seen that kind of power, there is no chance to escape, your presence here means that you have eliminated everyone in that stronghold...... And those monsters. ”

Hercule's eyes lit up, and he asked with some excitement.

"You're only human, but you have powers that humans can't possibly have, and you're curious, Mr. Holmes. ”

"Are you a big fan of mine?"

Sure enough, all of this was choreographed, Lorenzo was used by them, and what was even more frightening was that from Hercule's words, he knew about the existence of demons, but not much, and only seemed to know that they were monsters.

"No, I'm just a seeker of knowledge who is curious about the unknown. ”

Seeker of Knowledge, Hercule calls himself.

"I know you're curious to know the reason for all this, and the Rat King, but please be patient, Mr. Holmes, and I have some things I'd like to make a preliminary confirmation, as I haven't seen your massacre. ”

Hercule's voice quickened, and though he tried to restrain himself, Lorenzo could sense his excitement, and the man was so happy that he was like some kind of treasure.

He suddenly leaned out from behind the bar and grabbed Lorenzo's head with one hand, motioning for him to look at the people behind him.

"I remember you're a detective, right, what can you see?"

Hercule pointed to the silent drinkers, who didn't care about what was happening here, and even though they were just drinking, their eyes were looking at each other.

Lorenzo resisted a little, but Hercule really didn't have any hostility, he saw Lorenzo's weapon, and approached so unsuspectingly, anyway, it's all here, it's better to see what he wants to do.

"They...... They are enemies. ”

Lorenzo looked at the two groups of people, he didn't pay attention when they came, but at this moment he could clearly feel the murderous aura of the two parties, like a broken negotiation, these two groups of people were ready to fight at any time.

"Yes, these people are always like that, negotiating with me, and when the negotiations break down, they fight and sometimes they die, sometimes they smash my new table, sometimes they splash blood on me, but I want to say that they never compensate me for it. ”

Hercule looked at Lorenzo with a smile.

"You're really a bartender?"

"Of course, otherwise how would I have the money to give to the bad rats who help me collect the newspapers?"

"So that's the final test?"

"To be exact, it's a test, I know you can kill a monster like that, but I don't have a specific reference point to see how far you can go. ”

Hercule stepped back, looking at Lorenzo expectantly.

"These ordinary people don't see anything...... Reference ......"

Lorenzo's strength was too strong, and in his eyes, killing an ordinary person was not much different from killing a heavily armed warrior, but as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed something unusual.

His body was paralyzed, and he tried to get up from his seat, but it was much more difficult, and he looked up sharply, and Hercule was calculating something with a pen and paper.

"I know you're powerful, after all, I've seen it in the Rat's Hive, so I'm going to put some restrictions on you this time. ”

"Poison in the drink?"

Lorenzo staggered to his feet, the strength of the witcher's physique delayed his perception of danger, for ordinary people, this paralysis would have been discovered by him very early, but the witcher's body ignored these, like an ordinary little cold, it was not taken seriously, and by the time Lorenzo realized it, it was too late.

"It's not poison, it's just a normal dose of anesthetic. ”

Hercule explained, "With this kind of constraint, it should be better able to distinguish you from ordinary people, isn't it?"

"Of course, this is also a warning to you, Mr. Holmes. ”

Hercule bowed.

"Don't be arrogant to mortals because of your strength, no, no, no, don't be in a hurry to refute, I know you don't have that feeling of superiority, but you are still too confident in yourself, or in the face of mortals like me. ”

Hercule looked down at Lorenzo, warning Lorenzo, but he was showing a different kind of arrogance at the moment.

"As I said at the beginning, I said that there might be poison in this drink, but you drank it without fear...... You trust your armor too much.

Thankfully, I have no ill will towards you, or your arrogance would have been fatal. ”

Lorenzo stared at Hercule viciously, and just as he was about to say something, the thugs all stood up, and the test of the Rat King began.