It's a good feeling to meet you!Mr. Holmes!"

Seeing Lorenzo walking into the tavern, Hercule behind the bar cheered happily.

Because of the location of the tavern, there are usually not many customers here during the day, so Lorenzo swept around, and there were only a few guests on the side, and they looked drunk.

"It's rare for someone to be happy to see me. ”

Lorenzo simply sighed at Hercule's cheers, he is a mobile trouble, a walking grim reaper, always bringing disaster to the people around him, but he didn't expect that such a self would also have a popular day, although this guy in front of him is not a normal person.

"To be precise, I'm glad you have a secret in your head. ”

Hercule didn't leave Lorenzo with any illusions, and said directly.

Although they had only known each other for a short time, Lorenzo felt that he was used to Hercule's behavior, and he sat down and said to him.

"Start right here?"

They were talking about hidden secrets, and Lorenzo always felt that conversations like this should be in some dark corner, rather than sitting in the open.

"Of course, this is a good place, would you like to have a drink?"

Hercule obviously didn't care so much, and said directly.

Lorenzo glanced at the jars behind him, the liquid floating in strange colors.

"Have you studied wine pairing seriously?"

"Probably...... Just exchange it, and if you don't drink it, it's good. Hercule said seriously.

"Actually, I quite like the process. ”

Hercule expertly opened the cap and mixed the various colored liquids together, and at the same time he said with some regret.

"You should know about my search for these secrets, but I've made a lot of efforts to keep myself from being suddenly exposed to those people. ”

"But in this aimless chase, I also found a lot of interesting things. ”

Lorenzo stirred the spoon in the cup to pass the time.

"For example?"

"Alchemy, for example," said Hercule, "is actually very popular, even ...... Close to reality. ”

Lorenzo stopped stirring meaninglessly, his eyes slightly raised.

"Some gods always like to use it to deceive people, like a gimmick, so there are very few real alchemy, in my long pursuit, I have found many of these, some fake, but there will always be a few real. Hercule said.

"I'm not much of an alchemist, and I don't know much about the secrets, but I've found a lot of interesting things in the analogy of these existing cases. ”

Hercule said as he pushed the glass over, it was a light blue, which looked like it could be drunk, but as he dripped an unknown liquid, the light blue ocean boiled, and it tumbled rapidly, turning blood red in a matter of seconds.

"A lot of basic alchemy is related to chemistry, physics, etc. Hercule said.

"Sounds interesting. ”

Lorenzo wasn't an alchemist, he didn't know how to do it, he was a witcher, and he was responsible for killing enemies with those alchemized weapons, and it was as simple as that.

Hercule shook his head helplessly, "This thing should be able to bring innovation, but I don't know why it gradually lost and finally became a street trick." ”

"Because it's the inferiority of human beings," Lorenzo took a sip of the strange wine, which tasted like regular beer, not much different, and didn't know what Hercule had been doing with all the bells and whistles.

"The ultimate goal of alchemists is to pursue the truth, but for them the truth is limited, and if one person gains it, the other loses it. This is the curse of knowledge, which curses these greedy scholars, and the more they get, the more they magnify the inferiority in their hearts. ”

Hercule stopped what he was doing and listened carefully to Lorenzo's speech, which was difficult to gather.

"So alchemists are in a competitive relationship, even hostile, they don't share their knowledge easily, lest others get the truth before they do, it's a sick system, and the end result is to go to the grave with that knowledge. ”

"Is that the reason for the severance?"

"To a certain extent. Lorenzo said.

"You know a lot, Mr. Holmes. Hercule was even happier when he heard this.

In a way, Hercule is also very similar to those alchemists, frantically pursuing knowledge, but compared to those who have died out of knowledge, Hercule is much more normal.

He looked at Lorenzo with fiery eyes, which obviously could not escape Lorenzo's detection, and Lorenzo always felt that if he had the chance, Hercule would be willing to pry his head open to see what unsolved mysteries were still in it.

"Let's put these aside for now, I need some information, and of course there is a price. Lorenzo put down his glass, and as soon as he left the Stuart mansion, he was thinking about his next move.

The forces of all sides had mixed into the old Dunling, and their purpose was not yet clear, but Lorenzo knew very well that they were just waiting for an opportunity to detonate everything.

But before the detonation, the calm of the backwater made Lorenzo unable to do anything, and he couldn't find a clue about what to do, until Oscar appeared.

Lorenzo could not have imagined that he was still related to the Nordero, and in his previous impression, Oscar had always been an interesting but unpopular writer, but he cared more about the exiles than that.

The Cardinal Shermans.

Lorenzo would have put the case to a perfect end, because he also needed Shermans, as a cardinal, he was once in a high position, and he must know a lot about the secrets of the evangelical church, and maybe he could find information from his mouth about the eradication of demons.

"And what do you want to know?"

When it comes to trading, Hercule is also serious.

"The exile, an exile from the Emerald Fried, whose name is Shermans, is the cardinal of the Evangelical Church and is now wanted by the new pope. ”

Hercule's eyes narrowed, as if remembering everything related to this piece of information.

He was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and asked Lorenzo.

"So what can you give me. ”

"Just ask. Lorenzo replied directly.

"Shall I go first?"

Lorenzo nodded.

Hearing this, Hercule was not polite, he thought for a moment, and thought about a lot of complicated questions, but it was not as concise and clear as a sentence.

"Who are you?"

"Lorenzo Holmes, a detective and part-time witcher...... Originally, I was retired. Lorenzo said.

"Where did you come from?"

"Holy Evangelical Papal States, the demon hunting order run by the Evangelical Church, that Shermans can also be counted as my former boss. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Kill demons, kill as many as you want. ”

Lorenzo replied with a blank face.

A few short sentences, but they convey enough information for Hercule to think too much, and they will become bricks and stones to fill in the illogical points of the deduction he conceived.

After a moment of silence again, Hercule spoke slowly.

"Let me think about your problem. ”

"Aren't you going to ask?" Lorenzo thought he would ask more questions, but Hercule suddenly gave up.

"You need me, so you'll always tell me all the secrets, so there's no need to be so anxious. Hercule replied confidently.

Hercule could deduce that Lorenzo had an equally mysterious organization behind him, but judging from Lorenzo's failure to connect himself with them, Lorenzo and that organization were not absolutely united, he needed himself, and he was indispensable.

"As for the Shermans......"

The majestic temple unfolded before Hercule's eyes, rising from the ground, layer by layer, until it pierced into the sky, and the heavy doors opened with a bang as the chant was played.

Countless images flashed before his eyes as the door opened, hundreds of people whispered in his ears, different languages, different accents, and different contents pieced together an untold story.

Lorenzo waited patiently, Hercule was a very interesting person, as he himself said, after the shipwreck, he had a power that ordinary people could not imagine, so a huge amount of information rushed in his thoughts, if he was a machine, at this moment this machine was already running at high speed, and the hot waves of air overflowed from the cracks in the steel, carrying the thunderous sound.

"I want to ...... I have a little idea. ”

Hercule finished thinking, and he had built a magnificent temple in his mind, and if thinking could be visualized, then Lorenzo could see Hercule carrying a ladder and searching for information up and down the towering bookshelves.

His expression was a little strange, but before saying this, he reminded Lorenzo again.

"My information is not accurate, after all, all this is just my deduction, to prove its authenticity, you need to see it with your own eyes. ”

Hearing him emphasize this, Lorenzo didn't care.

"I knew I just needed a starting point to let me know where to start. ”

Lorenzo certainly understands the limitations of Hercule, but there is much more that can be done within those limitations.

Here I have to reprimand Oscar again, he gave little information, the old Dunling is so big, if there is no Hercule, Lorenzo wants to find someone from here, obviously it will be a lot more difficult, even impossible.

"Any questions?"

Lorenzo asked, noticing Hercule's strange expression.

Hercule thought about it for a moment, and when he was sure he wasn't wrong, he asked.

"Do you remember the first time we met?"

"Rat's nest?"

Lorenzo remembers that in order to chase the man, Lorenzo was hit by a carriage and flew several meters away.

"They were strangers, and though they were well disguised, I could make out the difference in their accents," said Hercule, "and they were a group of people who would not have seen the light of day, and they had to do things that did not see the light of day, otherwise they would not have come to me." ”

Lorenzo listened carefully and couldn't help but say.

"You even analyze your customers?"

"It was me, my dear customer, who almost killed me. ”

The premise of Hercule's initial kindness to Lorenzo was that he saved himself there, although he had a brain beyond ordinary people, but Hercule's physical fitness was not good, probably the sequelae left by the shipwreck, with his fragile physique, he would definitely die if he fell from that height.

"Those guys have questions, and even the questions they ask are very problematic. Hercule's words sounded very round.

In fact, many people, from the questions they ask, can deduce their identity and purpose, businessmen for profit, politicians for power...... Of course, my scope of business is not as advanced as that. ”

Although it is well-known in the lower city, under the deliberate control of Hercule, the bad rat is still a nobody to the old Dunling.

"What are their questions and what are the answers?" Lorenzo asked.

"What happened north of Old Dunling, and I deduced that there had been a secret military operation in the north not long ago. ”

Hercule confessed, but then he saw Lorenzo's slightly changing expression, and he couldn't believe it.

"This ...... I won't be involved. ”

Lorenzo didn't answer this, but just stood up and continued.

"I think I know, I'll wait a minute, and if necessary, here's my address. ”

Lorenzo said as he pulled out his business card and placed it on the bar.

"It's not...... I haven't told you yet!" Hercule didn't know what Lorenzo was doing.

"I've figured it out, Hercule, I'm actually quite smart, it's just that a lot of times I'm more willing to use violence to solve problems. ”

Lorenzo was about to leave, he did have a brilliant brain, but instead of trying to calculate something, Lorenzo still liked to speak with a sword, which was much faster.

Everyone is driven by purpose, even if they flee, and if Shermans really wants to escape the new pope, he should go farther and more remote than the powerful city of Old Dunling. He must have come here with some intention.

In a few words, Lorenzo had already deduced the secret that no one knew, but this time he alone could not do it.

Although Lorenzo was also wary of the purification mechanism due to the arrival of the mission, Lorenzo could not tolerate separation from him in this incident.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago. ”

Lorenzo whispered as he walked.

It is impossible for the high-ranking Shermans not to be unaware of its existence, the precious thing called the Book of Revelation, and once they get it, even the new pope is no longer threatening, and they can re-establish a new church as long as they want.

This was the purpose of the exiles, who had come not to flee but to counterattack.