In the long lull, the turbulent emotions slowly fermented until reason could no longer control them and burst the embankment.

Lorenzo reached out and turned off the light in the room, the darkness obscuring the two of them and hiding their embarrassed expressions.

"What a terrible force, Mr. Holmos. ”

Irene's voice trembled in the darkness, with a slight sob.

"Yes, terrible power. ”

Lorenzo replied indifferently, then wiped his moist eyes with the corner of his coat.

"Are you crying for me?" asked Erin.

"I don't know, I can just feel everything about you, and at the cost of your emotions and thoughts will interfere with myself, and the residue will pile up more and more, until one day it will drown me and become a monster that I don't know. ”

Lorenzo replied calmly, clenching his fists to keep himself to himself.

"So what I feel is also your emotion?"

Erin asked again, and in the moment she was watched by Lorenzo, Lorenzo saw her, and she saw Lorenzo, and the two wills intertwined, witnessing each other's lives.

Despair, sadness, anger...... An incomparably complex set of emotions is compounded under the name "Lorenzo Holmos".

Erin couldn't see Lorenzo's past, but she could relate to it.

"I'm not as cold-blooded as you, so let's take it as if I was crying for you. ”

Erin also grabbed the sheets, wiped away her tears, and tried to calm her emotions as much as she could, and it was a long time before she spoke slowly.

"I've thought about it...... Maybe one day, someone will get to know it thoroughly, but I didn't expect that person to be you, or in this weird way. ”

The power of Gabriel was beyond Erin's imagination, and she tried to describe it, but she couldn't find the right words.

"So we're friends? Mr. Holmos. ”

"Probably, but it's not a good thing to be my friends, my friends are almost dead. ”

Lorenzo's response came from the darkness.

"What about the others, do they know about the power you have?" asked Erin.

"I don't know. ”

Lorenzo's answer was a little hesitant, and he had thought about whether to say it all, but in the end he gave up.

The only thing Lorenzo could absolutely believe in was himself, and the sword in his hand.

"So this is my own secret?"

Erin's voice suddenly became light, as if the sadness just now was just an illusion, no...... She is such a person, and controlling her emotions is a basic professional quality for her.

She held out her hand, and it was a blurry darkness in her vision, but soon she touched some gentle skin, and some wet.

"It's a deal, you cry for me, I keep it secret for you. ”

This time Lorenzo didn't say anything, he remained silent.

He had thought about all kinds of threats against Erin in the future, after all, the beacon had been planted, and Lorenzo could take Erin's life at any time, but at the moment he hesitated.

Erin couldn't see herself, but the eyes of the witcher could see Erin very clearly in the dark.

She thought her voice and actions were perfectly disguised, but Lorenzo could see that tears were slowly rolling down her face, breathing slowly, so that the trembling voice would not reveal the devastation.

At this moment she was really like a poor puppy, drenched in the rain, shivering and hiding in the shadows that others could not see.

Outside the door, someone was shouting Lorenzo's name.

"I'll go first, as for the ones you guessed...... I'll watch Haybald. ”

Lorenzo left silently.

......

"Something is wrong!"

With a loud roar, Hercule kicked the door open with all the force, and judging by his panting appearance, the guy was running all the way back.

However, the people in the room reacted coldly to Hercule's fatal reaction, and their faces were unfazed, in their opinion, "big things" had already happened.

Kestrel with several bandages on his body was sitting on the dusty sofa, he looked up slightly, glanced at Hercule and then looked back at the book, Eve didn't care about Hercule's return at all, she chased Poirot with a broom, this damn mouse was drilling around, Eve couldn't stand it.

The only one who looked more reliable was Haybed, who stood to the side, wiping the blood from the ground with a mop.

Looking at this messy room, it was obvious that a fierce battle had just taken place here, and after realizing this, Hercule calmed down his excited heart, and now, his little bit of information may really not be a big deal.

He stepped aside and picked up a chair, thought for a moment and asked.

"What about Lorenzo?"

The kestrel raised its hand and pointed to the room on the other side.

It's been a long time since Kestrel left, and it's unclear what Lorenzo and Erin said in the room.

"I have something important to talk to Lorenzo!" Hercule became anxious again.

"What's the matter?"

The door was pushed open, and a voice rang out, and Lorenzo's eyes were slightly red and his expression was cold.

"Where have you been? Hercule. ”

Lorenzo asked as he walked, kicking away the clutter as he went, and sat down on the dusty couch and leaned against the kestrels.

This frightened the kestrel, it was obvious that Lorenzo's aura was not quite right now, as if he would draw his sword and slash people in the next second, he leaned hard to the side to make room for Lorenzo, but the sofa was so big that he couldn't move it.

"I went to the Orthodox communion and walked around again to see where it was easier to run from...... I think we can use that gas street lamp to blow up the street, the traffic here is too far behind, it must be able to drag on for a long time. ”

"Heroes see the same thing! That's what we think!"

Eve said as she finally grabbed the damn rat, held it in her arms and rubbed it vigorously.

"And then, Lorenzo, I heard that melody at the sacrament. ”

This information urged Hercule, who didn't care about the others at all, and moved his chair directly in front of Lorenzo, and sat down.

"Yes, that's the melody. ”

Hercule clumsily mimicked the tune that Lia was humming at the time, and to be honest, he didn't have any musical cells, and looking at his over-exerted expression, everything seemed so comical.

But no one could laugh.

The melody was hummed crookedly by Hercule, but Lorenzo still heard the faint melody, his expression changed from cold to stern, and his eyes revealed murderous and uneasy.

Lorenzo had heard this melody many times, in the mouth of Lorenzo Medici, in the memory of 047, in every part of the Basilica of San Nalo......

No one knows the reason for it, no one knows its name, and there is no sheet music to record this melody, it is only passed down by people's memories, and if it is forgotten, then it will be lost forever.

That's why the old man, who is long dead, stubbornly hums, he is too old, the memory is no longer reliable, he can only keep repeating it again and again, remembering it firmly and passing it on.

The melody comes from a brightly red Orthodox cardinal who wears a dark mask...... I suppose this melody has something to do with your evangelical church?" Hercule asked.

After a long silence, Lorenzo nodded stiffly and slowly recounted the melody's past.

"It is a nameless hymn that has been passed down from human memory, and its fragments have been forgotten or tampered with over the years, and it is not a matter of great importance, but it has been propagated within the Evangelical Church as it has traditional. ”

Lorenzo said this and thought of the dead old man, Lorenzo Medici, and in 047's memory, he saw Lorenzo Medici's guess about the melody.

He felt that this inconsequential melody might be really important, but at some point in the past, those who knew it was important had died, or had been forgotten in the iterations of the years.

It's really important, but no one remembers why it's important, and people can only stubbornly say that it's sung to this day.

"Who else knows this melody? If you take out speculation, you might be able to know who the other person is. ”

Hercule looked at Lorenzo with a solemn face, and he thought that Lorenzo might already know who the other party was.

Migel?

From 047's memory, it can be seen that all he has been longing for is power, faith is not worth mentioning to him, it is obviously impossible for him to remember this old melody, and there is no need for that guy to wear any mask in the first place.

Others?

The melody was actually very narrowly disseminated, only among the upper echelons of the Evangelical Church, with the other cardinals partly dying on the night of Advention, partly submitting to the rule of the new pope, and the remnant following Migr.

The most pious of them all, Shermans, is dead, and the others are merely tools of Migar.

Who could that be?

Disturbing answers slowly rose in the depths of his heart, and Lorenzo had vaguely confirmed them in his conversation with Watson, but he still felt fear and anger at this fact as more evidence pointed to it.

"I want to know who he is. ”

Lorenzo took a deep breath and looked at his hands, which were shaking not from fear, but with excitement.

"Lawrence. ”

The pious and crazy Imam, the being named Lawrence.

"Lawrence, isn't he dead?"

Hearing Lorenzo's words, the kestrel on the side almost jumped up, he knew too well how powerful Lawrence was, and he also understood the feeling of despair in the face of that kind of person.

It took the Purifier and Lorenzo to kill him with great difficulty, and now he reappeared, from Lorenzo's mouth.

Kestrel knew very well that Lorenzo wasn't joking, which meant that it was true, that monster was alive, just like Lorenzo, coming back from the dead.

With its teeth chattering, the kestrel immediately screamed and cursed.

"I'll just say that there is a ghost in this job! Let me go back to Ingwig, I don't want to die in a foreign country!"

It could only be quick for a while, and the kestrel scolded and scolded, and then stopped breathing, and looked sluggish.

"Lawrence ......"

Eve was also stunned when Lorenzo said the name, she froze in place, and Poirot, who was in his arms, wondered why the big mouse didn't touch him, and arched Eve's hand hard.

The desperate bright red figure, Eve had almost died at the hands of Lawrence, and it was then that Lawrence's fear was deeply planted in her heart.

"Lawrence?"

Hybod, who didn't know anything about all this, was full of doubts and pressure, and the guy who could make Lorenzo take it so seriously must also be a terrifying monster.

"One of the cardinals of the Evangelical Church, the imam of the old Demon Hunting Order. ”

Lorenzo lost all his previous cynicism, he stood up and walked to the cello case to the side, picked up one cypress nail after another from it, and carefully wiped it down.

For Lorenzo, rearmament is a stress-relieving task.

"If it's true, I suggest you prepare to die next. ”

Lorenzo drew one nail after another, thrust it into the wooden table, and took out the last one, pointing it at Eve.

"It's just your internship, you don't have to work so hard, if I tell you to evacuate, you have to evacuate, you know?"

Eve wanted to say something, she wanted to say that she could, but remembering Lawrence's desperate force, she knew that in that case she would only be a burden to Lorenzo, and everyone was.

"I see. ”

Lorenzo nodded in satisfaction, and then the nail sword swept past the others, and he said.

"You too, wherever you are, if you hear my voice telling you to evacuate, evacuate immediately, regardless of whether you rescue Ivar or assassinate the Pope, you must evacuate Maruri immediately and return to Invig. ”

"So what are you going to do? Lorenzo. ”

Haybode asked with difficulty, the heavy atmosphere making him almost speechless.

"If Lawrence did survive, it would be a remiss on my part, and I would make amends for my mistake and kill him once and for all. ”

Lorenzo understood Haybed's concerns, and he continued.

"You know, Lawrence is worth more than Ivar and the Pope, and if I can kill him, I'll be done, and if I'm wrong, I'll do it step by step. ”

"And you......"

Finally, the blade was pointed at Hercule.

"What's wrong?" Hercule had never seen Lorenzo like this, frightened and excited.

"Hercule, this matter has nothing to do with you, you were pulled by me halfway, and thank you for your efforts, so that I know this potential possibility in advance...... If this is true, it is discovered in our actions that the consequences are unimaginable...... I'm going to kill you all. ”

Lorenzo's words paused for a long time before he spoke again.

"Hercule, buy a ticket back to Invig tomorrow, and there will be no more tricks and tricks, only a battle between iron and iron. ”

Hercule's gaze slid to Lorenzo as he slid to the blade.

"You're driving me away?"

"No, no, you can't do that, Lorenzo, after all, that Lawrence is just a guess now, isn't it? ”

Questioning eyes came in all directions.

Hercule's face flushed, and he immediately shouted.

"I'm the Rat King!

He went on to explain.

"I know I don't have much force to speak of, but I think I have a place for myself. ”

Hercule paused and said confidently.

"I think you're probably missing a receptionist, right, the kind who is responsible for driving the boat and running away. ”