Ember Gun

  Chapter 396 Tie

  The night is long, and everyone seems to have no intention of sleeping.

The bright moonlight failed to fully illuminate the house. The girl sat on the bed, her long red hair glowing with white light, and at the other end of her, Lorenzo stood in a dark corner. , Only a vague outline can be seen.

   "I will save his life...probably."

Eve recalled the time to change all of this. In the endless storm in the Black Mountain Hospital, she saw Arthur running toward the armor of Original Sin, and Eve, driven by Arthur, was looking for an escape. The way.

  In fact, at that time, everyone knew what the ending would be, and the separation of life and death would always look terrible.

  It is reasonable to say that Arthur will die there in the end, and Eve will survive under everyone’s protection.

  But this story has been changed.

   "I am who I am. I don't want to be manipulated. Even if he is my father, he told me to run away. But when I was halfway through, I regretted it."

  Eve looked out the window. She did not close the curtains. This is a nice sea-view room with a very nice view.

  The ships straddling the sea are lit up with bright lights. They are like schools of glowing fish, wandering in the waves, reflecting the dark sea surface in disorderly colors.

   "I was thinking, is this the decision I want to make? Do I really want to escape? Although I said I will survive, after I survive, will I not regret it?"

  Blue Jade's words echoed in her mind, and at the last moment of escape, she suddenly said something to herself abruptly.

  She hoped she could say something to Arthur at the end, like a farewell message, but Eve could not say anything.

"so what?"

  Lorenzo’s question came from the shadows.

  It seems that he missed a lot of things in that storm, about Eve, about Arthur, about a lot of people.

  It’s been a long time since he saw Joey. Although everyone didn’t say it clearly, Lorenzo also guessed what would happen. It was a bad storm. Fortunately, it was all over.

   "I don't want to be like this, but in the end..."

  Eve slowly fell silent, but the next moment her voice said with a little anger.

   "Why!"

   Lorenzo was taken aback by the sudden shout, not knowing what this guy was thinking.

   "Yeah, why, why should I listen to him! Why should he tell me to run away, I will run away!"

  Eve patted her chest, all righteous.

  "Eve Phoenix! The daughter of the dignified duke! The detective of Suyaran Hall! A natural ranger!"

   Following Lorenzo’s nonsense tone, she compared her hand to a knife, slashing in the air.

   "So my anger came from my heart! The evil came to the guts! Turning around, he drew out a folding knife and chopped off all the monsters, and saved Arthur's life by the way."

Her actions are funny, but Lorenzo knows very well that he can feel the thrills and dangers at that time. In that hellish battlefield, courage is already a bit cheap, where humans need extreme coldness. , Only by becoming a monster can you fight against a monster.

  "More than that, right?" Lorenzo asked.

  The smile on Eve’s face froze, and after a little silence, she lay down like a discouraged ball, looking at the ceiling.

  "I’m thinking, if I just escaped like this, even if I survived, I’m afraid I would stay in his shadow forever. The back of his death hung over me like a nightmare. I was terrified and at a loss.

  I found that what I fear most is not death, but the more complex emotions, guilt, shame, sorrow... I actually have the ability to change these, after all, I am a natural ranger...

  If I just run away like this, even though it would respond to Arthur’s idea and let him leave with peace of mind, in that case, am I still me? "

   "So because of this ridiculous reason, you went back? Go back to hell."

"certainly."

  "This is a wrong option, maybe you will die there."

  "But if you chose it, you would also choose the wrong option, right?" Eve asked, "Lorenzo, there are some things, there is no absolutely correct option, only the one I like."

   "It's hard to buy if you are happy? That's it."

"almost."

  Lorenzo nodded with a thoughtful look.

   "It does match your personality."

   "Of course! So this internship was my life in exchange for it!"

  Eve sat up abruptly and looked into the shadow. Lorenzo was already sitting on the threshold for some time, with the smoke that had just been lit on his mouth. The light was a little weak, and the smoke slowly rose.

"and then?"

  Lorenzo looked disdainful, thinking of this so-called internship, Lorenzo felt weird, it felt like Arthur was taking revenge on himself.

  This team configuration is outrageous.

  But he also knew Arthur's intention. This time Arthur didn't want to protect Eve anymore, or he wanted to protect her in another way.

  Rather than wrapping her tightly with a shield, it is better to let Eve hold a sharp sword that can split all obstacles by herself.

  To sharpen a sharp sword requires a just right sharpening stone. This risky outrageous job is obviously suitable, but the sharp sword cannot be broken in one breath, so Lorenzo is here.

"Then?"

  Eve repeated Lorenzo's words again. She seemed to be thinking about something, rubbing her face vigorously, making it as soft as possible.

   "Then please work hard! Mr. Lorenzo Holmos, if you get rid of it, my internship will be messed up too!"

  She sticks out her tongue, pretending to be cute, her eyes are full of flattering look at Lorenzo, her expression is contrived.

Although Eve could only see a faint light spot in the shadow, as her words told her, she could clearly see that the light spot was trembling violently, and it seemed that Lorenzo was holding back and choking. The sound caused the body to tremble violently.

   "You are still naive, Lorenzo, is this a draw?"

   Eve put away her expression, and laughed chucklingly. The so-called hiding a knife in a smile is probably like this.

  I miscalculated.

  In the shadow, Lorenzo took a deep breath, he put out the cigarette butt, and for a moment felt that the girl was annoying.

  To be honest, Lorenzo is very bad at dealing with girls like Eve, and his ideas are more complicated than the old foxes, and they are not independent, just like a stubborn bear kid.

  He started to miss the noble ladies of Saturday’s Housewives. Although they are all women, they have more thoughts than guys like Eve.

Lorenzo can easily follow their ideas and say, coaxing them happily... In fact, sometimes Lorenzo also knows that these noble ladies are not stupid, but they live to their age, everyone I am very good at deceiving myself. Real life is already terrible. In contrast, living in a lie is a very easy thing.

   "Go to bed, go to bed."

  Lorenzo was too lazy to pay attention to her, and lay down in the bathtub with a pillow underneath, and on the edge of the bathtub, there were nail swords and Winchester.

"Good night!"

  A joyous voice came in, and Lorenzo rolled over and couldn't help covering his ears.

  ……

Its daybreak.

  Kestrel got up from the bed full of energy, surrounded by the books he had read last night.

  Unfamiliar room, beautiful scenery outside the window, no need to go to work, no need to fight with demons.

  Kestrel is in a good mood.

  But as consciousness gradually became clear, Kestrel’s memory was also recalled.

  This is not public travel, this is overtime.

   The smiling expression froze. He immediately threw himself back into the bed and couldn't bear to accept this reality. He felt that it must be a nightmare. After he woke up, he was a good public travel.

  But he can't sleep anymore and can only accept this cruel reality.

  How did you fall asleep? He also couldn't remember clearly. He looked around lazily, only to see that the lamp beside him was still on, and then a sad face came into his eyes.

  Wow!

In the Kestrel's mind, there were countless little Kestrels screaming. It was not the human-shaped Kestrel, but the real Kestrel among the birds. These young birds nest in their nests, together. Screamed.

   "I said...what happened?"

   Kestrel asked tentatively.

Hebold turned his head stiffly. The face of this strong Viking man was inexplicably soft at this moment. The lines sculpted by the cold wind were no longer as sharp as before. The corners of his eyes were a little red, as if I cried bitterly at night.

  Hyboard like this makes the Kestrel feel a violent discomfort. It is not a so-called nausea, but a more confused feeling.

   is like a bizarre piece of text. You know a single word, but if you put it together, you can’t read it.

   "Nothing. This is indeed a good story."

  Hibbo's German language remained the same as before, with a little deepness. While speaking, he did not forget to turn the page and continued to look at the book in his hand.

  Ah...this...

  The cold wind of the North Country, the roaring ice sea, and even the fierce battle between life and death, all of these failed to subdue the warrior who believes in the **** of Odin, but a novel circulating in the shadows made him bend his waist.

  Looking at the cover of the book, Kestrel remembers the name of the book, and it is called "The Secrets of Victoria". It tells a story about a royal princess who suffered a bumpy journey in pursuit of love.

   "Is there only this one? I'm almost done reading it."

  Hibald asked again suddenly.

   "Oh, oh, some."

  Kestrel turned around and took out the following books from the suitcase.

  He only read the beginning of this book, and I heard it was a masterpiece of tears. Originally, he was planning to set up a chair under a certain beautiful scenery during this public travel, and slowly admire it while fishing, feeling the love and hatred in the story.

  Of course, this wonderful development completely disrupted Kestrel’s plan. He no longer needs to use the story to feel it. Kestrel himself is now like the protagonist of a tragedy.

   "You... haven't slept all night?" Kestrel asked quietly.

  "Don’t worry, our boat will not leave until tomorrow afternoon. According to the itinerary, today is considered a rest."

  As if the Kestrel was worried about something, Haibod replied intently.

   "Is this..."

   said so, but the Kestrel swears that this must be said by Haibod for his excuse. Whoever said that the Vikings are reckless, aren't all of them very cunning?

   "Yes, this is actually a trip. After all, we will spend many days at sea. We don't need to fight every day. We need to rest, and so do the enemies."

  Listening to Haibod's words, Kestrel nodded slightly, and then put on his clothes.

   "What do you want for breakfast?"

  Hyboard did not reply, the majestic Viking was completely immersed in the story, sad and happy for the love story of the men and women in the story... To be honest, this contrast still surprised the Kestrel.

  But it’s not bad, at least the Kestrel can be regarded as a stranger who has known this acquaintance for a short time. Everyone seems to be quite normal.

  Different from people’s impressions of the warlike and bloodthirsty Vikings, everyone is actually the same, they are all normal people, not all lunatics.

   "Ah... think about it, it really looks like traveling."

   Pushing open the window, the whole city awakened, leaving those dark parts aside, the scenery in front of me was extremely beautiful.

  The sea breeze was blowing on his face, and for a while, the Kestrel suddenly felt a very strange feeling, and at this moment, the body and mind were extremely relaxed.

  This feeling is so strange, he is like a tight string, stretched for too long, even forgetting what a peaceful life is like.

  But restlessness followed. Kestrel felt an inexplicable heart palpitations. It was such a peaceful morning, but he had a sense of crisis.

  He has become accustomed to a stressful life, and a moment of relaxation has made him feel dying. Indeed, the beast has been hunting for the rest of his life, and the only possibility for it to rest is the approaching period of death.

next door.

  Lorenzo slowly opened his eyes, he felt like he was beaten in his sleep, and his whole body hurts.

  Sure enough, the bathtub at home is more comfortable to sleep in.

  He reluctantly got up, leaned against the edge of the bathtub, threw his pajamas into the corner, then unscrewed the valve, let the hot water fill the bathtub little by little, swallowing himself into the warmth.

  It’s so comfortable...

  According to Lorenzo's accumulated life experience, the only advantage of sleeping in the bathtub is that you can take a bath directly after waking up.

   reached out his hand and grabbed it indiscriminately, picked up a cigarette and snatched it. Lorenzo groaned in the mist.

"Cool……"

  This is how a beautiful day began, and I couldn’t help but burst into joy.

   Huming a strange melody, Lorenzo twisted his neck, the bathtub was narrow, and he felt his body froze after sleeping all night.

  But in the process of twisting his neck, the peripheral vision seemed to sweep something.

Lorenzo's neck was like being hit by steel bars and froze again. He seemed a little uncertain, just like going back in time. His neck was twisted back a little bit according to the previous trajectory, and Lorenzo looked slantingly. That corner.

   Then screamed.

  (End of this chapter)