Under the dark night, the bright light casually scanned the earth, and the dazzling light was like the pupils of giants, examining the strangeness hidden in the darkness.

It was late at night, and the temperature was obviously low, but the machines around were roaring, and a huge amount of steam was released from the engine, burning the skin slightly.

Because of Lorenzo's strong attack, the ordinary carriages of the entire Radiance train were basically burned into a pitch-black frame, but fortunately they were of little use in the first place, so the heavy crane several meters high came out, smashed down the heavy iron hook, dragged one by one off the tracks, and then placed the armed carriages that had been prepared in the dark one by one.

"With so many people dead, what should we do?"

Looking at the charred corpses on the ground, Eve felt a little sad, although they were all demons, but a few hours ago they were all living human beings, with their own lives, their own families, their own wishes.

But now none of this matters, they are dead, and no one may even remember them, so they just leave silently.

"We have a department dedicated to the follow-up incidents, just leave it to them. ”

The Kestrel refers to the secret division known as the Scavengers, who clean up the battlefield after each battle against the demons, eradicate possible pollution, and so on.

Most of them are retired from the purification agency, retaining their knowledge of demons and retiring in a department that does not require frontal combat.

It is really a "conscience" enterprise, and it will not let go of others even after retiring.

The girl crouched on the edge of the platform, her head bowed, not sure what she was thinking.

After Lorenzo's conversation with the Shrike, she initially understood that this group of people came from a secret organization of demons called the Purification Agency, which directly served Queen Victoria.

The internal hierarchy is graded according to the myths of Invig, the Knights of the Round Table, the chief knight, the upper knight, the lower knight, the apprentice knight, and now the kestrel and others that Eve has seen are the upper knights, they have resistance to the erosion of demons, and they are the backbone.

"So you need to go to that Ende town too?" Lorenzo looked at the busy crowd, and Eve crouched in a corner.

"Yes. ”

Shrike didn't want to say anything more, but replied briefly.

Lorenzo was amused by this, and he looked at the shrike and said.

"We need to exchange information, and wasn't that what you commissioned me in the first place?"

Without the commission of the shrike, Lorenzo would not have been so deeply involved in this incident, and it can be said that it was the shrike that caused all this.

"I've got a clue, it's called the Sacred Coffin, right, and it's lying in the town called End, waiting for us to retrieve it. ”

"I didn't expect you to find so many. ”

Shrike did not show much surprise at this, but only exclaimed, he had always had a high opinion of Lorenzo, and it would not be like him if he could not find out this more secretive information.

"I'm a detective after all, aren't I?"

"Part-time witcher?"

"Ex-witcher, I'm retired, to be exact. ”

Shrike snorted, distrustful of Lorenzo's words.

"The witchers will retire too?"

"Yes, I'm tired of that kind of life, and I'm running away to start a new life in the old Dunling, to be honest. ”

Lorenzo sighed that there was really nothing to miss about the life of fighting and killing in the past, like a bad novel, which was forever lost in a corner of the bookshelf after reading it once.

"Shrike, we need to help each other now, that sacred coffin is dangerous, really dangerous. ”

The relaxed words turned, with a flowing anger, and the shrike had some doubts.

"Why do you think so. ”

Neither Arthur nor Galahad, from the time he took over the task, it was not clear to Shrike what this sacred coffin was, and perhaps even his superiors did not know.

"It's simple, intuitive...... A former witcher's intuition. ”

Lorenzo looked into the darkness of the night, where endless demons lurked.

"Don't you know what the Sacred Coffin is?"

"Why do you think I know that?"

Shrike gave Lorenzo a deep look, and after a brief thought, he decided to reveal a deeper layer of information.

"Because the Sacred Coffin originated from the Demon Hunter Order. ”

Lorenzo had a little surprise in his eyes, but nodded as if he had expected it.

"Is that really the case, in fact, when I realized that highly polluting object, I was suspicious of the Demon Hunting Order, only the secret blood technology has this kind of property. ”

"But you don't know about it. ”

"In other words, it is a product of the appearance of me after I left the Demon Hunting Order, or an existence that I have no permission to understand, or maybe this is just a code name for the outside world. ”

Lorenzo analyzed, then said.

"That's probably all there is to it. ”

After listening to Lorenzo's analysis, Beroe once again faced Lorenzo, and there were many feelings of rejection for Lorenzo, first of all, he had hidden the identity of the witcher for six years, if it weren't for these things today, Beroe probably wouldn't have thought that Lorenzo would be a witcher.

Another is the relationship between Lorenzo and Eve, due to Eve's particularity, Berau has to wonder if Lorenzo has other intentions, plus every witcher has secret blood, in the absence of the original sin armor, Lorenzo is the ceiling of these people's individual combat ability, and once he gets out of control, it will be more deadly than the original sin armor.

"I hope you won't make any trouble in this short period of cooperation. ”

After much thought, Shrike said helplessly.

"And what about Eve?"

Lorenzo turned the conversation back to Eve, where the girl crouched on the edge of the platform and watched as the heavy carriage was hoisted onto the tracks, and a deadly python was slowly forming.

"You attach so much importance to her, and she still has secret blood, so you still imitate the secret blood technology by the purification mechanism, right?"

"I hate talking to you, you know too much. ”

Shrike did not answer Lorenzo directly, and for this sharp-thinking detective, there were no secrets in the world in his eyes, which made Shrike passive.

"I won't delve into it, after all, I can understand that you need martyrs on the way to fight fear, and all of you here are. ”

Even Lorenzo himself is one of the martyrs, with a deadly secret blood, who is forever chased by demons from the darkness.

"Also, please relax, we're all teammates until we kill those damned demons. ”

"That's why I'm upset, Lorenzo. ”

Shrike replied coldly.

"You've been longing for a new life, and for that you've thrown countless corpses into the Thames, and the whole of Downtown has shuffled the cards because you're a stranger.

But now you're back in the old days, with the weapons of demon hunting, and you're not even afraid of us...... You must know that in our eyes you are a source of information, and after the event is over, we will most likely lock you up in a prison until death, extract all the information we can know, and copy the secret blood technology from you. ”

In the eyes of the Purifier, Lorenzo was the only hope that would allow him to replicate the Secret Blood technique after the Demon Hunter was over, and that would be a miserable experimental career.

"I know very well, but as I said, even then I'm a martyr on the path against fear, don't I? I don't care about that, all I care about now is the Sacred Coffin, the so-called demons must be cleansed. ”

Lorenzo seemed to have seen everything clearly, and he watched as the shrike knew all the secrets.

"Actually, there are some things you didn't tell me, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"The Demon Hunters no longer exist. ”

Looking at the reaction of the shrike expression, Lorenzo nodded with satisfaction, the shrike is still not good at hiding his emotions, at least he is not perfect enough to hide it, Lorenzo knows everything he wants to know.

"I have lived in peace for six years in Old Dunling, and with the style of the Order, someone will definitely find me secretly...... The witchers didn't retire, they died on the way to hunt demons, but I've lived to the present, and I can't think of anything other than that they don't exist anymore. ”

With a confident smile, Lorenzo continued.

"The Demon Hunting Order is gone, but the demons are still there, which is why I know that the end will be like this, but I still have to stand up. ”

The shrill iron whistle sounded throughout the night, the armed carriage had been assembled, and the soldiers boarded the huge steel python in an orderly manner, and the blue jade pulled Eve to stand outside the carriage, and they looked here, waiting for Lorenzo and the shrike.

"So that's your reason?" said Berau, with some surprise.

"Yes, this world needs a second Demon Hunting Order, that's the reason for my existence. ”

Lorenzo patted Shrike on the shoulder and grinned.

"So have you been touched by my noble spirit?"

"To be honest, an unreliable neuropathy suddenly becomes noble, which can only make people alarmed. ”

Ignoring Lorenzo's deflated expression, Shrike replied lightly and ended the small talk.