The beautiful one starts with opening your eyes and plastered with posters.

For someone lying in bed, the first sight of those strange posters is good news, as proof that he is waking up at home and not in some strange place.

Lorenzo woke up, and although he could have relieved his fatigue with a very short sleep with his demon-hunting energy, he still liked to sleep until dawn like a normal person, and even slept a whole while living in that wonderful farmhouse.

He liked such a lazy feeling, and he seemed to be slow on the way to death.

"Good morning!

The detective greeted everyone happily, although there were only the landlord and two occupants in the whole house, probably because of the god's birthday, everyone got along a lot that night, even Higg would respond to Lorenzo's greeting, but he was still a little uncomfortable with Lorenzo, but it was much better than being silent with a cold eye.

Madame vanrude, as usual, sat on the sofa, looking at the books, and for security reasons, the messy ammunition boxes had been disposed of by the Seleuts.

At this time, these great nobles showed themselves vividly, and when those people came to carry them, the entire street pedestrians looked sideways, and some wondered if there were any terrorists hiding here.

Fortunately, with Seleuc's identity in it, Madame van Loude was only slightly warned, and Invig didn't care much about personal possession of firearms, but this one was a bit too much.

The most embarrassing thing was a man who seemed to be an officer, who stood in the drawing-room, looking at the large map hanging on the wall, the wartime number had not been removed, and it hung there with such a big grin, and he tried to retrieve it, but was half scolded by Madame van Loude.

In her words, it's just an ornament.

"How's your job search?"

I don't know if it was kindness or if I had finally passed the damn menopause, and Madame van Loude began to prepare breakfast for the two of them.

At the early morning dinner table, Lorenzo asked Higg beside him.

Higg ate with his head down, and replied vaguely, "Still looking." ”

Madame van Loude was charitable, and she seemed satisfied that Higg's remorse was too much to make up for it.

Higg's secret didn't last long, about his hallucinogens and expulsion, everyone knew about it for a long time, but fortunately, Higg tried his best to restrain himself, and broke free from it, he joined a mutual aid society, and found a psychiatrist, under the guidance and care of many parties, his life began to normalize.

may be the reason for the resurrection of the dead, Lorenzo's feelings are much richer, and sometimes he cares about this roommate, although this roommate still can't accept Lorenzo as a peerless model

"Knock knock!"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The three of them looked at the door with some doubts, they should live under the same roof, the age span and status of the three people are huge, but they are so different, they have a very strange similarity, these three people have no friends.

Lorenzo rarely saw Madame vanroude go out, and no one visited her, so she slowly rotted in the house, and sometimes Lorenzo felt that Madame vanroude recruited residents because she was completely afraid that she would die in the house and no one would find out.

Higg is a little autistic, at least Lorenzo thinks he is quite autistic, for Higg's past, Lorenzo doesn't know much, but he knows that Higg has never returned to his hometown since he came to Old Dunling, and before he lost his job due to hallucinogens, he also lived a two-point and one-line life of going home from work and going to work again.

As for Lorenzo himself, this is too simple, his acquaintances are almost dead, and Lorenzo is very restrained to prevent ordinary people from being drawn into the whirlpool of demons

After a brief moment of doubt, the door was pushed open and the familiar guy walked in.

"Good morning, everyone. ”

Joey had been here many times, and he was almost familiar with it, and he carried a heavy iron box in his hand, and it looked like he was storing something inside.

This is to find Lorenzo, Higg didn't look too much, he knew that Lorenzo was a mysterious guy, and he didn't want to be involved in Lorenzo's troubles

Lorenzo quickly took a few bites of his meal before leading Joey to his room, which, if he guessed correctly, wasn't a good fit in the living room.

"Are you so efficient?" asked Lorenzo as he walked.

"The old Tunling has been put under martial law, the new Pope's mission, the fugitives of Cardinal Migar, the emissaries of other countries, and above all the lost Apocalypse. ”

It was early in the morning, but Joey looked very tired.

"Lorenzo, the whole of Old Dunling is now at the center of the vortex, just waiting for it to break out. ”

He seemed very worried, and more and more people were coming into the old Dunling, bringing trouble and confusion.

"I think you can handle it. Lorenzo said with great trust.

It's not a feeling, it's a necessity, and the purification agency must ensure everything, otherwise there would be no need for this organization to exist.

"Indeed, although the pressure is very high, it is still under control, and the overall strength begins to shrink, because of the lack of manpower, several knight captains led by Gawain are also transferred back from other places. ”

Knight Chief, after being in contact for so long, Lorenzo also probably knows the division of ranks within the purification mechanism, since the cancellation of the Ranger plan, Arthur has become the last Ranger, but the Ranger technology has not disappeared, but has deteriorated into specialization, and the specialized knight has the patience to resist erosion.

The people who are given the names of knights are the most patient of these people, which is somewhat similar to the way the Demon Hunters give their names.

Thinking of this, Lorenzo suddenly had a strange expectation.

"If something really happens, there won't be a picture of a few original sin armors fighting in the streets, right?"

The other identity of the chief knight is the driver of the original sin armor, which is the main force of the purification mechanism against demons.

"The Purification Mechanism will make sure that doesn't happen, after all, the Original Sin Armor is a military weapon that hasn't been made public yet. Joey replied.

To the outside world, there is no such thing as a purification mechanism, and the same is true of the original sin armor.

Lorenzo remembered something deeper, in the end, it was the same as the witcher, it was a weapon, and weapons could not only kill demons, but humans could also be killed, but after thinking about it, he didn't come out, but looked at the iron box in Joey's hand.

"So what did you bring this time?"

"Something you need. ”

Joey opened the iron box, and Lorenzo looked at the contents with anticipation, but the picture he longed for did not appear, but something that made him feel sad.

"Unfortunately, your dear Winchester was blown up, and we only picked up a piece of wooden wreckage...... Do you need me to find a craftsman to carve your ornaments?"

Joey picked up the half of the wreckage, the part of the handle of the gun, the surface of which was burned a little black, and the faint handwriting was engraved on it, which was the poem that Lorenzo loved so much.

"Alas......"

A thousand words, converging into a sigh, this is the thing that has been with Lorenzo for the longest time, throughout his time with the Demon Hunter Order and the old Dunling, sometimes it is more than a weapon, more like Lorenzo's memories of the past.

"Well, in the end you also accompanied your master to die. Lorenzo said sadly.

"Its owner?" Joey looked surprised, sounding that the owner of the weapon was not Lorenzo.

"This is a friend's weapon, but he's dead, and I've been using it all the time. Lorenzo casually said that the sad past no longer seemed to shake him.

"The line of poetry above was engraved by the original owner. ”

"Don't walk gently into that good night. ”

Joey whispered that he had heard Lorenzo read the poem.

"Hmm. Lorenzo affirmed.

"Did he create it? I haven't heard a poem like this. Joy asked again, the poem giving him a strange feeling, but he had never read it anywhere else.

"How is it possible, how can he have such talent, this is the gift of [God's baptism]. ”

"Like your specialization, this ritual will make us more tolerant of erosion, but we will also dream of strange things, like an image, a word, like this poem. ”

Lorenzo didn't know if he could find out the truth about that mysterious ritual, but he knew that in order to find out all about it he had to go back there, the place where it all began, the Stasis Temple.

"It's his, and the poem was written by a son to his father. Lorenzo gently stroked the half of the wreckage, his fingers running over the surface, feeling the tiny dents.

"His father was seriously ill and was going to die, and the old fellow had been through so much, and he was too tired, so he obeyed death, but his son didn't want him to do that, and he wrote this poem to try to awaken his fighting spirit. ”

This was what Medanzo explained to himself at the time, and after such a long time, Lorenzo relayed him again.

"Don't go into that good night gently, don't submit to death so easily......"

As if to understand the meaning of the poem, Joey whispered.

"This is a poem that curses death. Lorenzo said.

Joey shuddered slightly, and only laughed miserably after a long time.

"It's terrible, mortal...... To curse death?"

I don't know if it's ignorance or fearlessness, but when it all rises to life and death, man and God, all this always has an extraordinary heroic blessing

"These are the weapons you have in place, and the shotgun is a good match for you, and different bullets can do different things in different situations. ”

Joey opened the second floor of the iron chest, where there was a shotgun similar to Winchester's, and it looked like they had gone to great lengths to replicate it.

Joey picked it up, "It's like new." ”

"But it's really not the same one it used to be. ”

Lorenzo took it over, and there were some differences, such as the change from lever to pump.

"The special product from the Perpetual Motion Pump, compared to your weapon that has been behind for an unknown amount of time, this is the latest style, so accept it with gratitude. ”

Joey opened the next three floors, and there were Lorenzo's familiar folding knives, as well as several spare blades.

"Of course, the most important thing is this. ”

He pulled out a pistol of extremely crude workmanship, slightly larger, with loops of rope wrapped around it, what appeared to be a pneumatic weapon, and a gas canister was inserted into it like a magazine, filled with compressed gas.

"That's the main thing, I heard that you can't catch up with the suspect, it just so happens that the perpetual pump has a weapon to be tested, this is one of the prototype weapons, anyway, you witchers are not easy to fall to death, so you can use it. ”

Lorenzo cautiously took over such a strange weapon, produced by the Perpetual Motion Pump, which must be a fine product, but those weapons in an experimental state were different, and Lorenzo still remembered those armor firearms.

"The hook gun, the range is twenty meters, because of technical problems and other problems, it takes a certain amount of time to recover the hook after it is fired, and after it hits, you need to climb up by yourself to a certain extent. ”

Lorenzo remembered this weapon, which he had seen on Lancelot's armor, and it was extremely mobile, but it also relied on the motor installed to shrink, and this kind of human-type weapon obviously did not have these heads.

"Aka, this is a disposable weapon?"

"Isn't one chance enough for you?" asked Joey.

Lorenzo laughed, his voice still a little cruel, "Of course it's enough, it's enough." ”

After delivering all this, Joey left, and Lorenzo stayed in the room alone, holding these new weapons, and it was good to have a public background, and he didn't have to buy his own gun, which saved Lorenzo a lot of money.

In fact, sometimes it is not bad to think about it, Lorenzo will get a bounty for every person he kills, and this money will become a dinner for an orphan, so that they can grow up happy and healthy, so that what he does is righteous!

Strange crookedness, but Lorenzo laughed as he thought about it, until his eyes fell on the half of the wreckage, his smile froze, and he picked it up with some sadness and some frustration.

"Even in the twilight of the year, it should burn and roar at the end of the day.

Anger, anger,

Angry at the fading of the light. ”

Lorenzo whispered, but lost his usual rage, and in a trance he seemed to hear Medanzo growling in his ear again.

"Just like in that poem, don't submit to death, live!"

He did, and in the end, as he wished, Lorenzo survived, but he died, and now the weapon that had been passed to him was lost in the juice of fire...

Lorenzo would have died in the rain of fire, but he survived again, and even he couldn't believe it for a while, so sometimes he thought that all this was similar to the original Rutz, as if the weapon had died for him again.

Putting away the half of the wreckage, Lorenzo gathered his emotions and set off again, after all, there were still too many children waiting for the philanthropist's righteous trip.

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