Ember Gun

   Chapter 288

  Lorenzo was a little surprised, his hands were a bit nowhere to be placed, and finally placed on his knees, like a child being taught.

   "Actually... Are you worried about Sieg?" Lorenzo asked tentatively.

  This is not an accidental conversation. Regarding the pension, Mrs. Fanlude must have been thinking about it for a long time, but she has only made a decision because of the arrival of the rainy season.

  It's really annoying rainy season. The restless rain washes the world and traps everyone at home.

Looking back on the past for a while, Lorenzo was surprised to find that besides being grumpy, this old lady was still very good, like a bad-tempered nanny, sometimes because of the legendary life experience, I will give you something Surprise joy.

  Mrs. Van Lud nodded sadly.

   "Sig is different from you, you guy can live anyway, and you won't go on a crooked road."

  Lorenzo showed joy, but he didn't expect that he would be so open in the eyes of Mrs. Van Lud. ,

"Are you proud? I mean...you are probably a good person...probably." Her voice seemed hesitant. Good and evil are not absolute, "At least, you have a firm mind. , Will not be affected by others."

  Mrs. Van Lude looked at Lorenzo's proud face and said slowly.

   "Although you kill people and set fires, at least you never take troublesome things home, and you are still willing to help me clean the dishes."

  Lorenzo didn't know what to say, he suddenly realized that it was so simple to please the old lady in front of him.

   "But Sieg is different. He is a very complicated kid. He came here much earlier than you. He was not as high as this table at the time."

  Mrs. Van Lud said her worries.

"My husband and I have no children. I was left in this house after his death. It was actually quite boring. Then I met a young Sieg on the street. He was looking for a job, no matter what kind of job he was. Just provide food and accommodation."

   "Child labor breaks the law!" Lorenzo shouted.

   "I know," Mrs. Van Lud gave him a white look, and then said, "But there will still be people taking him in, those black-hearted factories, gangs, and even worse..."

  Old Dunling is a complex city. It has the most advanced technology and the most backward areas. It can create a luxurious and beautiful crown, but the sky is gray and never sees the sun.

   "So you let him live in?"

   "Just like raising a small animal to make this empty house more angry, he doesn't eat much anyway."

   "Then why not have a dog?"

   "It's a pity that I didn't find the dog at the time."

Lorenzo was silent. He understood Mrs. Van Lud a little. At that time, she lost her beloved husband and almost everything. It is difficult for human beings to bear grief, so everyone learned to forget and to devote themselves to another matter. In the middle, just like Lorenzo devotes himself to slashing demons after Saint's Night.

  Perhaps she pinned them all on Sieg...he was really lucky.

"I'm very worried. I don't know what Sieg will become afterwards. You know, he started taking hallucinogens before... He likes to hide everything in his heart and doesn't tell others. I'm afraid he will become Another look, one that no one wants to see."

  Mrs. Van Lud continued to speak.

"I also thought about letting Sieg accompany me to the countryside, but I am dying of old age, but Sieg is still young. The city of Old Dunling is very suitable for young people like him. How can I do it because of myself, It’s too selfish to take him out of here."

The ferocious old lady was gone, but an old fellow with a mother-in-law. Lorenzo suddenly realized that this might be the first time he had such a serious conversation with Mrs. Van Lud. , But they all hold a certain distance.

  "Do you think of Sieg as your own child?" Lorenzo asked.

   "I watched him grow up with my own eyes, even if there is no blood relationship... You have raised a small animal for more than ten years, you will have emotions, don't you?" Mrs. Van Lud did not forget to mock Lorenzo as she said.

  Lorenzo was a little curious, "Then what am I?"

   "You?" Mrs. Van Lud glanced at him disdainfully.

  "Stepson?" Lorenzo guessed.

   "I find the troublesome guy who comes to the door by myself, but I can't drive it away."

   "It hurts your heart to say that!"

   "When are you so vulnerable?"

  The two were fighting, as usual, but fortunately, the expired arms were removed, otherwise the old lady might be ready to draw her gun now.

  Lorenzo suddenly felt a trance. The happiness was contrasted to a certain extent. He was lying on a comfortable sofa and watching the heavy rain outside, he felt a strange fluke.

Sometimes my life is really full of divisions. Not long ago, I had a deep hatred. I was preparing to fight to the death with the Protestant Group. But now I stay in a warm home and discuss the rest of my life with the old lady. This gap is actually quite big, even talking about it. Lorenzo's anger before entering the door was disturbed a lot.

   "Everyone's lives are not absolutely overlapping. One day you will move out of this house. So will Sig and me."

  Mrs. Van Lud sighed, but at this moment there was a sound outside the door, the sound of horseshoes quickly, and then steadily stopped at the door.

someone is coming.

   "But you still use it a little bit, Lorenzo, that's a good boy, but you are not a good thing."

  Mrs. Van Lud said something that Lorenzo could not understand, and then went to the kitchen to put something fragrant in her bag, took off the coat from the hanger, and seemed to be going out, and the person who came was coming to pick her up.

  Lorenzo thought of who it was.

   "So you still want a daughter?"

  Mrs. Fanlude shook her head, "I still have some ethics and morals. Seleuus counts as my granddaughter at most."

  She left, and only Lorenzo was left at 121A Cork Street. Sieg didn't know where he went, and the small house was suddenly empty.

  Lorenzo sat in the living room for a while, then quickly returned to his room.

  The chatting time is over, and he pulls out the box under the bed forcefully.

  Open it, there are some weapons and ammunition inside, there are several holy silver folding knives produced by the cleaning mechanism, and spare blades.

  Following the fight with Lawrence, the sacred silver weapons that Lorenzo carried were basically destroyed. This thing can fight against demons and even hunters.

  With the current situation, Lorenzo is very likely to fight the Protestant Group, and he must be fully prepared.

  Shotguns are placed aside, arrow-shaped bullets, dragon-breath bullets, single-headed bullets...different bullets and ammunition are also neatly listed aside, and there is a sealed container with a metal-like liquid flowing inside.

  It's mercury. Lorenzo made it easy when he was in the pump of perpetual motion.

The Decontamination Agency has developed many interesting weapons in the battle against the monsters. According to them, from another perspective, the monsters are extremely powerful flesh and blood creatures. Although terrifying and outrageous, they are to a certain extent. Still limited by existing biology.

For example, poisoning. Of course, this kind of thing cannot poison the monsters, but it can still limit the power of the monsters to a certain extent in the battle, as well as the electric current to paralyze the strong muscles... It can be said that based on human perception of the world Above, the weapons of the cleansing agency against demons have been developed in all sorts of weird ways.

  These things can limit demons, not to mention demons.

   Then there is another thing.

  In the deepest part of the box, there are several equally sealed bottles, but what is sealed inside is not a silvery metallic liquid like mercury, but pure black.

  Lorenzo picked it up and stared at the dark liquid.

In the past few years, the cleaning agency discovered this flammable and explosive liquid in the north. After several years of secret research and development, we came up with the current product, refined from the massive black crude oil, and finally obtained this as if it can swallow all the light. Liquid, its official name is lacquered antimony.

  This is a kind of new energy with huge energy. As long as there is a little bit, it can explode several times its mass of crude oil to explode heat.

Its production process is confidential, and the insider is only Merlin, but Lorenzo can be sure that this ghost is not obtained based on modern technology. It is a product of alchemy, but it is different from the previous alchemy. Mass production.

  Because he can smell it, Lorenzo can feel ignorance from the dark liquid, and it is basically not a good thing to make Lorenzo feel ignorant.

  It uses this energy when fighting a fully-armed sword dancer. Only with this energy can the reserve space be reduced, otherwise the original sin armor at that time will be more bloated.

  Under Lorenzo's questioning, Merlin explained to Lorenzo and gave Lorenzo the samples.

  At that time, Lorenzo still had some doubts that this is the energy capable of changing the world pattern. Why did Merlin give it to himself so easily, but in later conversations with the Protestant Group, Lorenzo understood Merlin’s intentions.

  Should it be said that the madness shared by alchemists is at work? After realizing that Lorenzo could sneak into the Silent Temple with a black angel and enter the weird ghost state, Merlin's view of Lorenzo changed.

Lorenzo may be able to find more knowledge about forgetting taboos. This is an irresistible temptation for Merlin as an alchemist. If you want to clean up the institutions, who would not want Lorenzo to die, then It's Merlin, and that's why he gave Lorenzo these paints.

The old fox knew the purpose of the Protestant Group for a long time, and also knew that Lorenzo might fight against the Protestant Group. At that time, no one knew what the situation would look like. The cleansing mechanism might become his enemy. This He saved his life for ghosts.

  Although there are not many, if these cans of paint antimony ignite, they are completely capable of exploding half a block, but it would be too wasteful to use that way.

  I have to admit that although Lawrence is a bastard, he is indeed an excellent patriarch. The skills he taught Lorenzo caused Lorenzo to kill him.

  For the Protestant Group, Lorenzo still doesn’t know what kind of training the witch hunters have received, but it’s not an exaggeration to be careful.

He carefully set aside the raw materials of these weapons and prepared to modify them. Using the fragile material of shotguns, it is fine to carry mercury weapons. If you carry antimony, I am afraid that Lorenzo just fired the gun. Will explode, and then die with myself.

  Lorenzo had to think about how to deal with this troublesome guy.

  The great Mr. Holmes won’t fall, at best he just lay down and rested, thinking about how to fight back more powerfully.

   Push all the books to the ground, barely vacate some space, and then carefully arrange these things that might blow up the house in the next second.

  Sweeping out of sight while busy, it was a necklace with a slightly larger emblem hanging on it.

  Lorenzo reached out and picked up the thing.

  It is the spiral cross of the sword blades, forged into an exquisite round shield. This is the emblem of the Stuart family.

This was delivered by Arthur after God’s birthday. It seemed to be a small gift from Seleu. Anyway, Arthur didn’t say anything at the time, but just gave it to himself. The old guy was very annoyed with him, Lorenzo even I thought, if the cleansing agency wanted to chase him down one day, that old fellow Arthur would be happy.

  Lorenzo casually played with it in his hand, then lowered his head and put it on. After all, it was a gift from a little girl, so I should pay more attention to it.

   Then Lorenzo seemed to think of something, and went to the bed and pulled the curtains to block the sight from the outside world.

  Although the water vapor is hazy now, you can be sure that the guy with good eyes is peeping at him.

Lorenzo also knew what the shrike meant. He knew very well that the cleansing agency could not perfectly monitor Lorenzo. Sooner or later, they would be discovered by a keen detective. Rather than fighting at that time, it would be better to explain it in advance. This way, Lorenzo When Zuo made a move, he would not make a dead move.

   "So what is going on with all this?"

  Lorenzo picked up a section of the wooden wreck, this is the wreck of Winchester, the surface was burned to gray black, lightly touched, you can feel the bumps on it.

  The little poem that was constantly sung by 047, that guy left a few things for himself.

After a short remembrance, Lorenzo put away the half of the wreckage and put it aside as a weapon. The ending is not bad for it, it is not covered with dust, and it is not eliminated due to poor performance. , But as a weapon, fighting to the end of life.

Lorenzo tidied the weapons and placed them in a corner on the side. This time he did not hide them under the bed, but simply covered them with a blanket, which was not far from his bed, as long as he was one. Roll, you can catch the weapon.

   After sorting out his emotions, Lorenzo lay back on the bed and looked at the ceiling covered with posters by him. Because he had never cleaned it up, the paper had been stacked in a thick layer in the past few years.

  Some sticky notes were also posted on it so that Lorenzo would know what to do when he woke up. He checked carefully and found several unresolved issues.

   Regarding the gate of the Memory Palace, except for the one that was pushed open, the rest of the gates were tightly closed. Lorenzo didn't know how to open it. The Protestant group had not acted yet, but was in a stalemate with the cleansing mechanism.

  The situation is in a dangerous balance, and perhaps a war will start in the next second, but before that, everyone is trying to restrain themselves.

Lorenzo thought and closed his eyes. He felt like he was falling, falling into a night from Holy Prophet... even before the night of Prophet, many years ago, it had begun to rotate slowly in the whirlpool. , Countless big hands fiddled behind the scenes, no one knew their purpose.

  (End of this chapter)