The cabin was not too large, and the whole shook slightly as the course of the Dawn progressed.

It seemed that these people did not care about the comfort of this war machine, the air was filled with a faint smell of engine oil, the light overhead briefly flickered, and the monotonous ticking sound kept ringing, it was the Geiger counter placed in the cabin, its indicators were stable, glowing a steady bright green.

Seleuce sat in the corner, and the kestrel helped her buckle up because it was too bumpy.

She didn't look good, or very bad, with no face, staring at what was in the center of the cabin.

It was a freight table, held in place by a leather belt to prevent sliding, and on it lay a man, draped in an overcoat and a restraint garment, and he was asleep, his whole body shrunk into the shape of an egg.

After a period of vigilant observation, Arthur confirmed Lorenzo's coma and transferred him to the Dawn, in fact, according to everything that was so strange before, the safest way was to rule the shrike to shell again, after all, this guy who came back from the dead looked extremely dangerous no matter how he looked at it.

But after a short psychological struggle, Arthur gave up this idea, everything that happened in Lorenzo was a strange unknown for them, and the best way to deal with the unknown was to accept it, understand it, and transform the unknown into the known. The categorical destruction of the unknown is just an escape.

There was another person in the cabin, the kestrel was sitting on the other side with the aluminum rifle that had been pre-planned, originally according to the containment process of the purification mechanism, there should now be a circle of macho men guarding Lorenzo, at least dozens of aluminum rifles pointed at him, if anything else, he must make sure that this neurotic can be melted into a statue as soon as possible.

Can...... This is obviously not reliable for this mysterious neurotic, and the horrific shelling and crude oil explosion just now failed to kill him, let alone these ridiculous aluminum rifles.

So there was only Kestrel left, although he had some trust in this witcher, but seeing everything that was just terrifying, Kestrel still felt that it was better to bring a weapon, although he was not sure if this thing could fight Lorenzo, but at least it could make him feel at ease.

"Are you okay?"

In addition to the roar of the engine, the cabin was calm to death, and the kestrel really couldn't stand the damn calm, and said to Seleuc on the side.

"Also...... It's OK. ”

Seleuc whispered in response, her brain was still a little down, so many things had happened in an instant, and the girl's world was torn apart and reorganized several times.

Everyone needs to talk, and the sudden conversation makes the solemn atmosphere a little relaxed.

"I've never seen Lorenzo like this. ”

She said.

"What kind of? I have seen a lot of this peerless macho state...... You don't know how exhilarating it feels to meet him in the demon tide. ”

The kestrel remembered the first time he saw Lorenzo, the Radiant train full of demons, and the witcher was able to choke the tide of death alone.

"To be honest, with this neuropathy on the side, sometimes the sense of security is simply overwhelming. ”

Seleuc was surprised, and then she said.

"It looks like you know each other well, he never tells me that, and sometimes I don't even know what he's thinking. ”

Kestrel looked at him slightly, and he realized something.

"This is normal, after all, we are fighting demons, avoiding taking innocent people into the water, and we will try to reduce our interaction with ordinary people as much as possible. ”

"You can also see that the demons are far away from your world, but because of Lorenzo, you were involved in such a terrible event. ”

As if remembering something, Kestrel continued.

"Actually, that's it, since I started in this industry, I've been like an autistic child, I don't have a normal social circle, and I don't have any friends...... Actually, everyone is just like us. ”

"I don't think that...... Sad?"

Seleuc asked incomprehensibly.

"But because of the connection with us, a friend is targeted by demons, which only makes people more sad.

It's better not to have it in the first place than to lose it. ”

Kestrel replied calmly.

"In this business, you will always lose something, such as a normal life, just get used to it. ”

"But it still sounds stupid. ”

Seleuc still couldn't understand that this feeling of giving in vain, they were unknown, it was a dark wall, and even if he died, he would not be recorded.

"Like what, to die for the sake of righteousness?"

Kestrel asked, nodding to himself as he spoke.

"That's right, that's probably what it means, I thought the same when I first started in the industry, I was so stupid, I even said that I was sent to death like a fool. ”

"Yes...... Somebody has to be a fool, doesn't they?"

He said self-deprecatingly.

"There are always people who have to do things, there are people who carry fires in the dark, there are people who burn firewood...... Some things always need someone to do, and that's enough. ”

Seleucus nodded as if she didn't understand, and she looked at the unconscious Lorenzo, her gaze becoming complicated.

"You're such idiots?"

"Probably. ”

"It seems that only fools can understand each other. ”

"If you have to say that, I can't argue with anything. ”

The two of them had a conversation without saying a word.

"However, it is better to say that we are a group of people who have come together with the same goal. ”

"What kind of goal?"

"Sustaining the sane world," said Kestrels, "humans cannot continue to live in fear. ”

This is what Lorenzo also said, and Seleuc was slightly touched.

The conversation was neither shallow nor profound, like small talk, and the two of them were like maintaining their proper tacit understanding, not touching the cruel depth.

"What are you going to do next?"

"Do what?"

The kestrel was a little confused.

The girl adjusted her words and spoke again.

"That's, what's wrong with him?"

She reached out and pointed at Lorenzo, who was still unconscious.

In Seleuc's mind, they would have thought of Lorenzo as some kind of monster, and perhaps the unfortunate man would spend the rest of his life in some tightly controlled prison.

"Oh, this should be dragged back to the headquarters for a full inspection, and then isolated for observation. ”

Kestrel thought back to the previous follow-up containment of Lorenzo probably this process, so they saw that their cooperation with this witcher was really close, the witcher was desperate in front, they just had to pick him up after the witcher passed out.

"Won't you kill him?"

Seleuc was a little worried.

Although they are a small shareholder in this mysterious department, just from the corner of this mysterious department, Seleucus can already feel their horror.

This is a group of machines that act entirely on absolute will, and will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. It's hard to imagine what would happen to Lorenzo, who had almost assimilated into a demon, fell into their hands.

"Kill him? Why? There aren't many unbeatable men like Lorenzo, and without him, this operation would only pay a greater price. ”

Fear is fear, the kestrel is still in awe of this witcher, after all, not everyone has the courage to launch a suicide attack with a train of crude oil cans.

Lawrence is so terrifying, cunning and weird, Lorenzo in the previous grappling, the slightest cowardice may be discovered by him, causing the whole plan to be aborted.

But in the end, all this succeeded, the witcher not only succeeded in taking Lawrence to die with him, but also released Seleuc early, in fact, in the original plan, the only time Lawrence showed his flaws was when he invaded the consciousness of others.

At that time, Lawrence did not perceive anything in the outside world, and it was the perfect time to assassinate, which meant that it was Seleuc who should have died in the explosion in the original plan.

But the kestrel won't say this, the plan has been successful, there is no need to let the girl know the dark side of the world, after all, there are many beautiful things.

"But he became like that. ”

Seleuc said slowly.

In fact, everyone has seen it, the terrifying black-winged angel, the twisted and hateful egg, which has transcended human understanding of demons, this is the unknown that breaks common sense.

"You think he's like a monster, so you're worried we're going to kill a monster?"

The kestrel spotted exactly what was wrong with words.

Seleucus was stunned, and after a moment she nodded.

"Don't worry, the value that Lorenzo brings is enough for us to ignore his risks, let alone kill him, we may call in the best doctors to make sure he recovers quickly so that he can continue to work hard, after all, there are so many demons, it will not be able to kill them for a while, looking at his excitement, he seems to like this job." ”

Seleuc's eyes were strange, and under the Kestrel bad words, the heart worried about Lorenzo turned into a state of "This is some black-hearted company, how can I invest in this thing".

The atmosphere is much more relaxed, and the kestrel likes it too, it's much better than the dignified feeling just now, and the atmosphere has always given him a kind of atmosphere before, maybe when Lorenzo suddenly gets out of control, completely demonized, and has a premonition that everyone will die together.

It's much better now, like going from escorting dangerous targets to sending Lorenzo to the crematorium, picking him a good cemetery in Old Dunling, and then saying goodbye to this damn guy in laughter.

The kestrel laughed stupidly, and the sudden laughter made Seleuc a little hairy.

In fact, the kestrel is also a rotten person, and when he is nervous, he will be full of bad words, as if this can reduce the pressure on himself, just like telling a bad joke in front of a demon, no matter how depressing the atmosphere is, he will be stirred into a ball of shit.

"You still don't understand our group of people, we are stupid people gathered for the same goal, we don't even care about our lives for this goal, do we still care if our colleagues are monsters?"

Despite what he said, the kestrel still clung to the aluminum rifle.

"What do you think is the standard by which a human being is judged? ”

He then asked.

"Human-looking, human-like, talking, thinking, or human-like body structure?"

The kestrel was overwhelmed by the kestrel questioning one after another.

"Do you know the ship of Theseus?"

"The big ships that sail on the sea are constantly replacing the planks from the beginning of the voyage until all the planks are replaced at the beginning...... Is it still the original ship?"

Seleuc loved to read, and she knew what it was.

"In fact, the witchers are the ships of Theseus, and from the moment they implant the secret blood, they have traveled in the direction of inhumans. ”

"The secret blood is constantly transforming them, stronger strength, stronger physique, longer life......"

Kestrel said and looked at Lorenzo, who was unconscious in the center, not so much a human being as a "demon" who maintained a human form and a stable state.

"Do you think Lorenzo is still human? How can anyone survive such trauma, don't you think?"

The kestrel looked at the girl again, she obviously didn't know how to answer the kestrel, she had never been exposed to such a world, a mysterious and dark world.

"But can you say that Lorenzo is not human?"

Physiologically, Lorenzo does not belong to a human being, he is a hybrid of a demon and a human, an alien who wanders between the two worlds, does not belong to either side, and will never belong to either side.

But how could he not be human, he has always fought against demons from the perspective of humans, maintaining the world of sanity, and the flame in his hand burns out all fear.

"At the end of the day, this thing is actually quite philosophical, to put it another way, if a person's brain is cut off and soaked in a nutrient solution to sustain his life...... He doesn't have the physical form of a human being, and he can't even communicate basically, so is he still human?

Or a disabled guy who made up for the missing parts with steel and machinery, but what is the difference between this and the witchers who have been transformed by secret blood? They have all been changed by external forces, so is he still human?"

Kestrel said categorically.

No, these are not the criteria for determining a human being, the real criterion for determining a human being is the will. ”

"Will?"

Seleucus asked.

Kestrel nodded seriously and said.

"Yes, the will, the will of man, the will of the unyielding. ”

He said mockingly.

"Do you think that those who commit sin, they are still human? They have human bodies, human structures, human appearances, but do you think they are really human beings? No, they are just beasts in human skin. ”

The kestrel looked at the sleeping man in the center.

"Lorenzo Holmes is a real human, a monster, an extremely dangerous witcher, but he's still human, a human through and through. ”

"The monster's body has a human will, pure will, that's an unchangeable fact. ”

Although he is simply talented and immoral in some aspects, you have to admit that he does have his own bottom line, a bottom line that cannot be crossed, and that bottom line forges the will of mankind, so he raises a burning fire in the dark. ”

"The will is the criterion by which people are judged, and this is the human being, even if he knows that he is a fool, he still has no hesitation. ”

"Charge towards the desperate death!"

Kestrel said angrily, but his hand was still tightly gripping the aluminum rifle, and he smiled as he spoke.

"Of course, it's normal to be afraid, after all, we are human beings, destined to be imperfect human beings, and it's too normal to be afraid of cowardice or something. ”

But this is also the kestrel awe of Lorenzo, the witcher never seems to know what fear is, the angry fire is burning, like a hellish bear child, whether you are afraid or dark, first light the fire.

In the end, he calmed down and was silent.

Seleuc looked at the sleeping guy in the center, as if he had reacquainted himself with Lorenzo.

There was a paranoid heart in that monstrous body.

Something ridiculous, some insane, and angry, the human heart.