At the end of the night, the lamplighters walked out of their warm rooms and strolled through the empty streets, extinguishing one burning flame after another.

The light did not fade as expected, on the contrary, each flame was extinguished and a stronger light took its place, and at the end of the sea level, the sun stretched out its tentacles, slowly enveloping every part of the city, and with its arrival, the whole city gradually woke up.

Lorenzo glanced through the window at the city in the morning light, and although it was not as steamy as the old Dunling, it had its own style, and many people lived in it for tomorrow.

The sun pierced the gloom and shone on the moss of the riverbank, glowing green, and people were busy on the docks, accompanied by the melodious sound of whistles, and countless boats docked and departed.

"How long are we going to stay like this?"

The curtains were closed, and although it was already early in the morning, it was still dark.

Lorenzo sat on the couch in the center, with his cello case set up on a small table in the corner of the collapsed corner in front of him, and the box contained the most dangerous weapons.

"It's almost over, didn't you say it too? The Orthodox Church will have a big move in the near future, and that is the enthronement of the Pope, and they won't let us wait too long. ”

Lorenzo said as he pulled out a weapon from the suitcase, it was his staff sword, and after several damages, it had been recast by a craftsman commissioned by Lorenzo, just like Winchester.

Hercule, who was sitting on the side, touched Poirot while watching Lorenzo repeat the action I don't know how many times, this guy in front of him has been picking weapons, it seems that Lorenzo really attaches importance to the next action, and after he chooses, he still picks up this staff sword.

"Like you said before, assassinate the Pope and rescue Ivar?"

It was just the two of them in the living room, Hercule asked directly.

"Well, there are too many variables in this operation, and the two operations must be arranged together as much as possible, so that even if there is an accident, I can rush to remedy it in time. ”

As he spoke, Lorenzo drew his staff and sword, stripped of its wooden shell, and the inside was also a blade made of cypress iron, and the cold light was blinding.

Although there is no specific date for the action yet, everyone can't help but get nervous as time goes by, even Eve goes out early in the morning to step on those gas street lamps, and she is about to come back when she calculates the time.

Lorenzo put the staff sword aside, and when he finally acted, it was inevitable that he would need to infiltrate a part, and from Lorenzo's previous work experience, the staff sword was the least easy to detect, and he decided to take this weapon with him.

"Well, I'd like to have staggered the time with the orchestra, and I'd love to see it, because the big theater looks pretty good. ”

Hercule walked around the Yega Theatre a few times, and he liked the place.

"Are you really a tourist?" asked Lorenzo.

"Don't be nervous, let yourself relax. ”

Hercule picked up the glass of water beside him and took a sip and asked again.

"Have you decided to trust that woman?"

Lorenzo glanced at Irene's room, then nodded, "She can't fool me this time." ”

Listening to Lorenzo's very affirmative tone, Hercule couldn't say anything, the conversation became very depressing, and Hercule also wanted to say something bad to relieve it, but unfortunately he really didn't have such a talent, and he hesitated for a long time before saying slowly.

"Hear from Haybord, that clipper will arrive today, I'll take a look later?"

"Go ahead, after all, you said it, and you're in charge of answering it...... Are you sure you won't get seasick, though?"

Lorenzo followed Hercule's words to make the atmosphere not seem so awkward.

"Don't worry, I'm not a useless person. ”

But after he finished speaking, the atmosphere fell into that eerie calm, and Lorenzo repeated mechanically, constantly arranging his weapons, like a soldier preparing for battle.

"Is that Lawrence that scary?"

Hercule couldn't help but ask.

When he heard the familiar melody and vaguely guessed who the enemy was, Lorenzo seemed to be a different person, or rather, he had shed his ordinary disguise and changed back to his original appearance.

A cold-blooded, ruthless, decisive and ruthless witcher.

"Maybe, I don't know, that guy is mysterious, I thought I killed him, and he came back...... How many times has he come back from the dead? Sometimes I think that guy is immortal, and even if you cut him to pieces, he will come back in the silence of the night. ”

Lorenzo stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Hercule, who smiled not very well.

"But don't worry, Hercule, if I can kill him once, I can kill him a second time, and there's nothing you can't kill. ”

"Nothing...... Can't you kill them?"

Hercule looked at Lorenzo worriedly, he didn't know what to say.

He looked through the cracks in the curtains, into the bright world.

Maybe he should have thought of something good, thinking that Hercule opened the drawer, and he remembered that it was here.

It's a stack of tickets, tickets for orchestra performances.

Although the identity of the group is the accompanying musician, in order to deal with the possible situation, everyone is fully prepared, Hercule asked Captain Lennette for some tickets to the performance, if it wasn't for the so-called Lawrence, Hercule was really going to go to the show.

I glanced at the time, and it was the evening the day after tomorrow.

"If we could stagger the time, we might have time to see it. ”

Hercule said, looking at the ticket.

The door opened, and there was a few more rays of light in the dimly lit living room, and the kestrel walked out tired, shirtless, bandaged, and with one hand still caught in the plank, and his movement was restricted.

"Good morning!"

He glanced at the two of them, slowly took himself a glass of water to drink, walked to the table again, looked at the empty table and asked Lorenzo.

"Where's breakfast?"

Kestrel remembers this hotel serving breakfast.

The atmosphere fell into an awkward calm, but fortunately this calm did not last long, and Lorenzo sighed helplessly.

"You call and let them deliver it. ”

"Oh. ”

As if nothing had happened before, the kestrel gave the impression that it was really traveling, picked up the phone, and talked about it in a barabala, and looked at it again in the middle of the conversation.

"Would you like to bring you one?"

The kestrel looked at Lorenzo and Hercule.

"Give me one!"

Hercule raised his hand and said cheerfully.

Putting down the phone, there was a sound of walking outside the door, and under North Dero's arrangement, Lorenzo and his party lived in isolation from ordinary people, except for them, few people would come near here.

Before it could be vigilant, the kestrel looked at it suspiciously, as if it hadn't woken up.

"Delivery so fast?"

Lorenzo looked wary, and Hercule hadn't realized what was going on.

Before he could finish speaking, there was a strange sound behind the door.

"Heavenly King Covers the Tiger!"

Lorenzo was stunned, not only him, but even the kestrel that was about to open the door was stunned, and then he responded that this was not a tour, but a fatal operation, and his expression was nervous, looking at Lorenzo behind him, seeking Lorenzo's instructions.

"Pagoda Town River Demon!"

At this moment, Hercule on the other side cried out sickly, and then, under the puzzled gaze of the crowd, he trotted all the way and opened the door.

"What are you doing?" Lorenzo was completely confused by these two stupid words.

"Password! Password! We are in such a danger here, there must be a password to identify friend and foe when entering and exiting!"

Hercule explained to Lorenzo.

"Don't worry, this is a code from Jiuxia, although I don't quite understand the specific meaning, but there are definitely very few people who know it!"

The door was pushed open, and a familiar figure was standing in the doorway, and Eve jumped in, panting and carrying a lot of things in her hands.

"It's over stepping on the point, it's so tiring. ”

Eve had no idea what the room had been like, and she slipped around and placed the bag on the table, filled with aroma.

"I've come back with some bread, would you like some?"

As she spoke, she took out the hot bread.

"Give me some. ”

The kestrel walked over and caught the bread with one hand.

Everyone was happy and seemed happy, but Eve didn't seem very happy, and after breaking bread for the kestrels, she walked over to Lorenzo's side.

"What's wrong?"

Lorenzo also saw Eve's uneasiness, and it was not clear what the girl had encountered when she went out to step on the spot.

I saw that Eve didn't say anything, but took out a folded leaflet from her pocket.

"New Orthodox leaflets, you really should go with me to step on them, those guys have been spreading these things all in the morning, and they are all over the street, like snow. ”

Opening the folded leaflet, Lorenzo looked at its contents, then tossed it aside and took a deep breath.

It was a strange scene, Lorenzo raised his head, stretched out his hand and clenched his sword, using all his power, feeling every inch of the texture, and after a long time, a genuine smile appeared on his suppressed face.

Finally, that last element of uncertainty was confirmed.

"Call the others up. Lorenzo said.

The curtains were drawn to let the light into the dimly lit room, and in the messy living room, everyone gathered together, each with a ghost.

Eve, Hercule, Kestrels, Haybed, Erin...... And that damn big mouse.

Now that the team is in place, the scene seems a little comical and ridiculous.

"The date of the Pope's accession to the throne has been set, the day after tomorrow, at the same time as Lennette's orchestra. Lorenzo said.

Hearing this, Hercule said with some hindsight.

"Yes, at that time, the orchestra would attract a group of people from the upper echelons of society, and it might be a direct convenience for them to proselytize and expand their influence. ”

"Perhaps, who knows that?"

Lorenzo said and looked at Haybod.

"You know what to do, right?"

"The letter is ready, there is only one time left, and now that the time is determined, I will contact the Iron Law Bureau to exchange hostages. Haybold said.

"Then the situation is clear, and I will do as I say. ”

Lorenzo felt at ease.

"What about the details? some details of the operation, aren't you going to give them an explanation?" asked Hybod.

"I said, do as I say, Haybod. ”

Lorenzo replied forcefully, no one could figure out what was going on in his head.

No...... Maybe someone knows what he's thinking.

Thinking like this, Hypard's gaze fell on Erin, who was sure that something must have happened during the previous conversation between the two of them.

Seeing this, Haybold couldn't say anything, the wheels had already begun to turn, and now there was no turning back.

"It won't be long before this place will be covered in war, and maybe it will be a turning point in history...... The opportunity to end the war, or the beginning of the war. ”

Hypard was dressed early in the morning, dressed in a style similar to that of the inhabitants of Marury, and he was very good at disguising himself, and if he hadn't known his identity earlier, Lorenzo would have hardly thought that this guy would be a Viking.

"Are you ready, then? ”

Lorenzo stood up and leaned against the window, half of his face reflected in the sunlight.

"Ready for what?"

Hybade couldn't figure out what Lorenzo was asking.

"Choice, are you ready to choose?"

Lorenzo smiled, but the smile was so stiff that it was like a mask over his face.