Ember Gun

  Chapter 208 There will always be something beautiful

Half an hour ago.

The streets of Old Dunling are foggy, and the air has a slight pungent smell. This is the unique smell of Old Dunling. The water is discharged after disinfection treatment, and the steam with disinfectant water is diffused. Of course, sometimes in order to cooperate with the cleaning mechanism Work, some strange things will be poured into the pillar of the furnace, such as Merlin's special alchemy potion.

  Unconsciously, this steel city has developed a "mechanical" ecosystem. As long as you press a few buttons on the console, the city will undergo different changes according to different goals.

  The extension of the railway, the output of the pillar of the furnace, the overloaded operation of the city with gears biting, this is so terrible, just like this city was prepared at the beginning of its establishment.

  The girl stood on the street, looking up at the giant whale wandering in the clouds. They passed through the thick clouds, and their figures were looming, as if they were a scene in a myth.

   Suddenly sighed with emotion. Compared with this steel city, she is so small and not worth mentioning.

The old butler came from the back, Yahweh put on a coat for Seleu. These days of God’s Birthday are the coldest days of the season and the last few days. After the cold, the warmth will return. Will come back to this land.

  "Are you sure we want to go?" Yawei asked, and he still didn't like the next trip very much.

   "I have an appointment with Mrs. Van Lud, and she hopes I can visit her." Seleu said, "I am not a dishonest person."

   "No, no, no, we can actually invite her here." Yawei pointed to the mansion behind him. This is not a problem several times larger than 121A Cork Street.

  Seleu looked up at her. As usual, she was still indifferent. Yawei sighed. He knew that he could not twist her, so he had to take out the pistol and check the ammunition.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Just in case." Yawei said, not knowing what he was defending.

   seems to be getting older, but Yawei feels a bit funny at the moment.

   "Seleu, you did a great job."

   "What's great?"

  "I mean this aspect of strategy?"

   "Strategy?" Seleu clearly didn't understand what Yawei was talking about at the moment.

"Lorenzo! He is a proper neuropathy, it is difficult to figure out his preferences, maybe you just finished him, he will kill you on a whim...so I hate people like him," Yawei Looking at the girl, "Uncontrollable, unpredictable, you never know whether he will burst into tears next second, or shoot with a smile."

   "Sounds like him."

  Recalling the last scene in his mind, the person who was clearly about to die suddenly went crazy, telling a strange story, and then took Lawrence to **** with him.

   "Yes, so his life will never be monotonous and boring, just like a pirate, always stormy seas."

   Yawei said, there was still some envy in his expression.

   also, who can not envy such a life? Just like a **** of a pirate story, the great Captain Lorenzo Holmes and his beloved pirate ship Winchester gallops over the seven seas, from south to north, from east to west, as long as this sea With the boat moving, this **** will never be bored.

  "But forget that kind of life, everyone will always get old, and no matter how young the heart is, there will be a destination." Yawei sighed.

He is a mortal, everyone is mortal, he will feel tired, and one day he will want to put down the steering wheel and find a place to stay, but Lorenzo is different, he will never stop, when he stops, it is his end. And such a person has only one ending, buried in the sea.

   "So, before you want to conquer this neurosis, you have to conquer his family."

   "Huh? Family, Mrs. Van Lude? Wait a minute... Do you think Lorenzo has this concept of ‘family’?" Seleu said unceremoniously.

   Yawei was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Seleuth to say so.

  "He will not be bound by anything, Yawei, even if he becomes a pirate, he will rob someone else’s ship. After all, it is a troublesome thing for him to maintain a pirate ship."

   "Don't think so much, this is just a holiday."

   Seleuc said at last.

  ...

  121A Cork Street.

  The atmosphere in the room was much more cheerful after Seleu’s arrival, but in fact it was only the joy of her and Mrs. Van Lud.

Lorenzo sat aside obediently. It was obviously his home, but he was cautious as an outsider. Yahweh, an outsider, was staring at him not far away. Lorenzo didn’t know what happened, anyway. I feel that Yawei has a bad breath.

  Look back carefully. I got off the train and came back all the way. I probably didn't provoke him.

  Although he has become accustomed to the appearance of Yawei, it still forms a strong contrast with today's joyous festival. Sieg is caught in the middle. He doesn't understand anything. He and these people are not in the same world at all.

  This hapless child is fidgeting. He wants to finish eating quickly and then sneak back into his room.

After    gobbled it down, Sieg wiped the corners of his mouth. He hoped to leave without attracting anyone's attention, but Yawei, who had been silent at this time, spoke.

"Who is this?"

  Although he often broke into Lorenzo's room with a gun, Yawei was not familiar with Sig.

   "My roommate, Sig."

  Lorenzo jumped out and put her back on Sieg, looking like a good brother.

  Sig tried to get away from Lorenzo's hand, but Lorenzo was obviously stronger than him, and Sigg could not move.

   "Hello." Yawei said with a smile.

   "You...good." Sieg said awkwardly.

He is a somewhat introverted person, or timid. He doesn't like to deal with these people. Judging from the temperament of Yawei and Seleu, he knows that they are destined to be people in different worlds. Sometimes this etiquette is like the upper class. The mercy of the humble, made him feel uncomfortable.

  "What do you do?" Yawei asked casually.

   "Mechanic." Sieg said, although he has been fired from the factory.

  After quitting hallucinogens, Sieg went straight to zero activity. After all, he is a mechanic. In this mechanical city, there will always be places where he is needed.

  Although earning is not as much as before, but also a lot of leisure.

   Yawei nodded, the profession of mechanic sounds more serious than the demon hunter.

   Thinking of this, his gaze shifted to Lorenzo's face again. Lorenzo, who was still hooking his shoulders, just sat up unconsciously, just like being watched by the teacher.

  The more I saw Lorenzoawei, the old guy forcibly relieved his mood. After all, he was older and couldn't always be angry, and his mentality was better.

  After repeatedly persuading himself a few times, Yawei looked away, sometimes ignoring it is also a good choice.

  Mrs. Van Lud put the record on the phonograph, the melodious singing sounded, and the candlelight was swaying, and everyone sat on the ammunition box and greeted the good.

  Festival, good holiday, the whole year of fighting and killing can be stopped today, no matter the little thought in your heart, everyone will be friends tonight, singing and dancing together, very happy.

   But this is like a vain dream. When I wake up, the world returns to its cold and merciless appearance, as if the joys of last night were fake.

  Maybe it is only on this day, this warm moment that everyone's closed hearts will open slightly.

  Lorenzo suddenly had a moment of trance, as if he suddenly remembered who he was after being too immersed in something.

  He is Lorenzo, Lorenzo Holmes.

  At the moment when no one noticed, Lorenzo quietly disappeared. He returned to his room, and after a little dazed, he sat by the window.

  He likes this location, like an observation deck, where you can see the old dull sunset, and the gloomy sky seems to be ignited and burns down to the horizon.

   Picked up the familiar box, this is his only souvenir to the Demon Hunting Order.

After Shenglin Night, Lorenzo took it to Jiudun Ling, and finally buried it, bidding farewell to the past, but who would have thought of coming to him again in the past, the demon was not dead, Shenglin Night was also The weird conspiracy and secrets were hidden, and he couldn't stop.

  Open the box, and the last nail sword is displayed in it, glowing with cold light in the dim light.

  Lorenzo was a little bit nostalgic.

  Many years ago today, the Demon Hunter Group seized the Holy Grail and carried out the great execution. It was the most glorious moment of human confrontation against the unknown, and of course the last glorious moment.

  The source of all stories, the culprit that created all of them.

   "Watson?"

  Lorenzo shouted suddenly, but no one responded to him. He was the only one in the room, alone.

   "Oh, happy holidays."

  He was talking to himself, not knowing who he was speaking to, but suddenly a voice rang behind him.

   "So are you, happy holidays."

  This sound scared Lorenzo to his feet. There will always be some embarrassing moments. For example, when you are brewing sadness and preparing to feel sad, someone is watching all this... I just want to die.

   "Seleu?"

  Lorenzo looked at the girl by the door, she walked without making a sound.

   "So what's wrong?"

  Lorenzo sat down, closed the box, and hid the nail sword.

   "Nothing, just come to see you, and thank you for your life-saving grace by the way."

  Seleu sat aside, his voice was not happy or sad, making Lorenzo a little at a loss.

   "This, it's simple, anyway, you Stuart is rich, not as good as..."

   Before Lorenzo finished speaking, Seleuc said with some distress.

   "Yes, life-saving grace, what does it mean to not be saved?"

  That terrible decisive battle, every step is shocking, and a slight mistake will all lose, but even so, Lorenzo ended up with Lawrence.

   "Can't save it?" Lorenzo thought for a while, "I'll be buried with you."

   "Are you worthy?"

"Ok…"

   can be regarded as a life-and-death friend, and it can be regarded as having a major experience. It stands to reason that it should be the end of the story. Everyone is lucky to be alive, and then they talk to each other and so on.

But going to Lorenzo is a little weird. He and Seleu are both very rational people. They are restrained in many things. Just like when he was about to die, Lorenzo was just saying bad things and bravely. Just righteousness, there are no old tears, no heartbreaking words.

  That's the way to die that fits Lorenzo's character, saying the worst things and doing the coolest things.

   Looking up at the falling star fire, Lorenzo had no fear at all at the time, but felt relieved.

  The wishes of the dying man were all fulfilled, but he survived again, which is simply a natural toil.

   "It reminds me of a long time ago."

  Lorenzo said suddenly.

  "Before?" Seleu sat aside as a listener.

   "Yes, it used to be the time of the Demon Hunting Order. The Birthday of the Gods is the holiday we most look forward to."

  Lorenzo looked at the lights outside the window with some wonder, as if at the end of the lights, he could see the same as before.

"At that time, we were not demon hunters. At that time, everyone was looking forward to the birthday of God. There was no limit to the food on the day of God’s birthday. There was everything to eat... Just like the Vikings’ Hall of Valor. Can go on."

  Lorenzo smiled at the thought of this.

"After all, they are all orphans who have never seen the world. When wandering before, they could hit the streets to the end of the alleys for a bite. We have never seen such battles before, when there was a child who knelt down in tears. Just shout that this is heaven."

"Then I became a demon hunter. At that time, Hu Qihesai could not satisfy us. Therefore, the church gave us a short period of freedom. Although we were limited to Fei Lengcui, everyone was free to wander around that day. NS."

  Lorenzo recalled that time.

  "At that time, it was really happy. The drunks rushed into the bar, some went straight to the prom, and others bought a bunch of flowers and went to find his beloved girl... It's a pity that we were demon hunters, and we all ended up without disease."

  As he talked, his mouth broke again.

   "So, man is a greedy monster. In the past, a guy who could be sent away by a chicken leg, now wants more and more...more and more."

   "Then what kind of person were you then? Where did you go on the birthday of God?" Seleu asked.

  Lorenzo thought about it carefully, and then he bounced with joy, and the sorrowful rendering was wiped out.

   "Casino!"

  He kept chattering.

  "We are different from those fools. We carefully planned the itinerary for God's Birthday a month in advance. We calculated the price of Fei Lengcui, and the money sent by the Gospel Church was not enough!"

   "The casinos we went to first, after all, money is coming from there quickly, we are still the demon hunters, so we can't fight at all!"

  The plot began to develop in a strange direction, and Seleuc could only listen to it dumbly.

  It may be that he was excited, Lorenzo took out the pack of cigarettes bought by Kestrel and lit it, vomiting.

"011's power is Shang Dafen. He was originally responsible for gambling, but he said that this gadget uses luck. He cherishes his luck so much, so I can only use it. He is responsible for using the power to make money. "

  Who would have thought that the power of killing demons would be used in this **** place.

  Seleu had thought it was something Lorenzo had experienced, which made him become neurotic, but it seems that from the beginning, he was a complete neurosis, and the experience only aggravated his condition.

"Different from the gamblers above, we will accept it when we see it, but it may be that we have made a lot of money, and we are still being watched by the casino. But, we are the demon hunters. We played the casino all the way and went straight to the next one. destination."

  The eyes are full of nostalgia.

   "That's a lot of money. We played around the busiest street in Feilengcui. Before the Mounted Police arrived, everyone jumped into the Tiber River and swam all the way back."

   "It was awesome then..."

  Excited words as he talked and went on decadent, Lorenzo's eyes were a little blurred.

It sounds like the patients in the same ward escaped from the psychiatric hospital together. On the night of the birth of God, a ridiculous adventure came, full of neuroticism and nonsensicalness, but this is the best thing Lorenzo thinks. , But this kind of thing can only exist in the memory, the patients are all dead, and even the mental hospital was ordered to rectify.

  Time is like this, after it has passed, it has passed, and it will never come back.

But at least Lorenzo is still alive. There was still a patient in this mental hospital who escaped. His illness did not heal, but it got worse. He pretended to be a normal person and melted into the human society, but he was uneasy. The lamb of points, he has been waiting for a chance for revenge.

  His eyes were like iron stones, and the nail sword in the box groaned softly.

  But suddenly someone gave Lorenzo a light hug, extinguishing the anger that was about to reignite, she said.

   "As long as you are alive, good things will happen. Although your definition of good things is a bit strange,...there are always good things, but when you die, there will be nothing."

  "...Happy God’s Birthday."

   Said Seleu.

  "Happy God’s Birthday, Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."

  (End of this chapter)