The long night was over. After Lorenzo told the story that had a great impact on him, the brief story session ended. In fact, their original intention was for everyone to tell a story, but after listening to Lorenzo's story,
After some crazy words, no one had any thoughts anymore.
What was originally a relaxing storytelling session turned into a ghost story in the end. The audience staggered back to their rooms, their minds filled with Lorenzo's ravings... Sometimes this witcher is like a monster.
Likewise, gossip can drive your mind crazy.
Everyone didn't sleep well. When they woke up at dawn, they all looked depressed. But when Lorenzo's door was opened, the demon hunter not only slept very comfortably, but also made a pig-like snort.
hum.
Standing at the door, I had mixed feelings for a moment. I don't know if it was because I admired Lorenzo for his good attitude or what, but it was the ultimate weapon to fight monsters after all. If he had a bad attitude, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.
Lorenzo was not aware of this at all. He still said bad words every day and took pleasure in torturing Kestrel. Perhaps they were too wary of Lorenzo's crazy words, so everyone tried not to talk to Lorenzo as much as possible.
Perhaps he was too bored, so sometimes Lorenzo would talk to himself, which was terrible.
So sometimes people are curious about Lorenzo's past, and what kind of wonderful adventure could twist the character of this witcher into this. This is simply not a witcher, but a lemure.
Fortunately, this damn farmhouse is finally coming to an end. After a week of isolation and observation, Lorenzo found nothing unusual. He sent blood from the Perpetual Pump, and after analysis, Lorenzo’s secret blood was found.
The conclusion is that it is at a stable value, and he is still a human being.
So this short vacation is over.
"You guys look a little bad."
The train temporarily stopped at this non-existent station, and when they opened the door, they were greeted by Blue Jade.
She looked at everyone. Except for Lorenzo, who was refreshed, everyone looked unbearably disturbed.
"It's a long story."
Joey was the first to board the train.
"Don't talk to him."
Kestrel then said to Blue Jade.
Lan Jade was a little confused. When Robin got on the bus, the devout believer looked confused and in a trance. After seeing Lan Jade, he was stunned for a moment, and then he said nothing and just sighed.
.
No...what's going on?
Lan Jade looked at these guys in confusion, as if they had endured hardships, as if the vacation had turned into a execution ground.
Finally Lorenzo got on the bus, he remembered this woman, she was also good with a pocket knife.
"Oh! Good morning!"
Probably because he was leaving this boring place, Lorenzo seemed extremely happy.
This excessive enthusiasm made Lan Jade feel a little uncomfortable. She instinctively retreated a little, looking a little embarrassed.
"Good morning...good morning."
No, why should I say good morning to him? We are not familiar with each other.
Before Lan Jade recovered her senses, Lorenzo passed her and walked in. Lorenzo was delighted all the way.
To be honest, Lorenzo is a guy who can't take any time off. Although the vacation is great, it becomes a bit difficult when the vacation lasts for a long time. It's like a worker in a factory who curses the hard work at work, but lies at home for a long time.
I also wish that the factory would start operating soon and find something to do for myself.
In fact, human beings are like this. We are all gears one after another, but when the gears rotate, the existence of the gears has meaning.
Although he couldn't kill the monster, Lorenzo still missed the days when he walked through the old Dunling. It was exciting and exciting. This was much more interesting than enjoying the farmhouse.
The train started slowly, making a cheerful sound, and started moving on the rails with thick water vapor and scattered sparks. Things outside the window kept flying backwards, and the clear sky gradually became gloomy.
Lorenzo looked ahead outside the window. At the end of the horizon, the gray iron curtain slowly rose. Under the leaden dome was the steel city that roared and never stopped.
"Mr. Lorenzo Holmes."
Someone shouted, pulling Lorenzo's thoughts away from the scenery outside the window. Lan Jade sat opposite him, holding a stack of documents in his hand.
This was really a weird feeling. From the corner of Lan Jade's eyes, he looked around the carriage. Kestrel and the others kept a safe distance from Lorenzo and kept a respectful distance.
Another reason why the purification agency arranged these arrangements is that they hope to get acquainted with Lorenzo through these current employees. After all, the value Lorenzo has shown now is difficult for the purification agency to let go. They need to be tied to the same team.
On top of a chariot.
But there was no time for Lan Jade to figure out what was going on. She still had some final things to confirm before Lorenzo returned to Old Dunling.
"Mr. Holmes, do you still remember the process of 'resurrection from the dead'?"
Lan Jade asked.
In fact, she was not familiar with all this. Lan Jade did not participate in the assassination of Dean Lawrence. While these guys were risking their lives, she was monitoring the Geiger Index of the entire old Dunling.
Now Blue Jade has been rotated out and is back on the front line.
"No."
Lorenzo shook his head. What he told was the truth...at least partly the truth. He still remembered what Watson said to him in that trance. He originally thought that Watson discussed life with him in order to do something for his dying self.
Confession before death, after all, Watson was once a priest.
But he didn't die. When Lorenzo regained consciousness, he stood naked on the smokey battlefield, his whole body covered in slime, and the biting cold blew in with the wind.
He didn't feel anything more at that time, and then the dizziness engulfed him until he finally woke up.
Lan Jade nodded. In the previous record, Lorenzo said that he didn't remember anything. Her question was also hoping that this leisurely rest would make him think of something.
"Then do you know that the Original Sin Armor is out of control?"
Lan Jade's eyes became serious, this was the main question of this question.
After the battle, the Black Angel, which had absorbed the flesh and blood of the Holy Grail, stood on the battlefield like a huge tombstone. The interior of the cockpit was completely covered with overgrown flesh and blood, the original mechanical structure was distorted, and the restriction system was completely destroyed.
.
At that time, the strange armor brought people no less fear than Dean Lawrence. It had obviously stopped running, and the demon's flesh and blood had also entered dormancy, but you could still detect the difference.
The Original Sin Armor is essentially biological armor. It is a living weapon, but it has no will of its own and is just a walking corpse.
But when you are in it and observe it with awe, you will have the illusion for a moment that it is alive, not like a walking corpse, but that it has a soul.
It was as if a ghost that had traveled through thousands of years was hiding in the shadow of the armor, quietly peeping at the world.
Merlin arrived in time. He was full of interest in all this weirdness, so the Black Angel was transported back to the Perpetual Pump for in-depth analysis.
"I don't know. I only touched that thing once, and it immediately lost control."
Lorenzo recalled the time when he drove the Weapon Master. He was not interested in those terrible weapons. Although this kind of thing can be called a man's romance, the functionality of the Demon Hunter and the Original Sin Armor is quite high.
Yes, with the power of a demon hunter, there is no need for the blessing of the Original Sin Armor. Of course, this must exclude some extreme circumstances.
"No, this is your second time."
Blue Jade said.
"I know, but like I said, I have no memory of all this. When I woke up, I was lying in the workshop, and you pointed a bunch of heavy firepower at me."
Lorenzo said casually, he was still hiding Watson's existence, this was his biggest secret.
Lan Jade looked deeply at Lorenzo, trying to find that moment of panic on his face, or other details that could expose Lorenzo, but she was obviously no match for Lorenzo, he looked like a dead pig
Don't be afraid of the boiling water scalding it.
"Last question, can you confirm the death of Dean Lawrence?" Lan Jade asked finally.
Lorenzo's eyes sharpened, and he nodded affirmatively.
"That bastard must be dead. I stabbed him several times and bit off his head." Lorenzo said, showing off his well-maintained teeth.
"Beheading, the explosion also detonated the oil tank. High-temperature combustion and continuous explosions...that bastard is dead."
Lorenzo said firmly, "Didn't you still say that? The out-of-control Black Angel killed the last Holy Grail flesh and blood, and that guy had no chance of surviving."
Blue Jade's eyes were solemn.
"are you sure?"
"I'm sure nothing could survive that explosion."
"But you survived."
Lorenzo was stunned for a moment and then said, "I may be an exception. Even you can't figure it out, right?"
"Okay, fill out these forms and your isolation will be lifted." Lan Jade said.
Lorenzo took the form and filled it out directly, mumbling as he wrote.
"I thought you were going to isolate me longer?"
"It's just the festival, so I'll let you out early."
"festival?"
Lorenzo stopped writing and raised his head to look at Lan Jade, who felt that Lorenzo was a little confused and said.
"Didn't you pay attention to the calendar?"
Calendar? To be honest, although life in a farmhouse is boring, time slows down under this boredom, making people feel relaxed and comfortable. Even people like Lorenzo forget about this kind of gentleness.
concept of time.
"Today is God's birthday. If you don't celebrate, they will have to go home. This is a rare vacation for the purification agency."
Lan Jade continued talking, and then woke Lorenzo up.
"God's birthday?"
Lorenzo was a little confused.
He began to think back on his journey during this period. In his memory, the holiday that was clearly "one month away" had actually come today. Lorenzo could no longer tell whether time passed too fast or whether he had neglected the things in his life.
These.
At this moment, he actually had a strange feeling. He slumped down in his chair. On this holiday that he had spent countless times, he actually had a strange feeling at this moment. He couldn't put it in words, but he just felt... there was a trace of it.
different.
"It's already...God's birthday."
Lorenzo sighed, no one could understand Lorenzo's thoughts at this moment.
He looked out the window at the ever-expanding steel city, where clouds were gathering, factories were roaring, and icy cold wind was blowing through the streets.
It was a cold city, but it was also a city where he had lived for a long time. Every day he greeted everyone cordially with his Winchester in hand and walked through the streets with a stick and sword.
Everyone danced and sang with swords and swords.
Suddenly, the old year is about to pass, and this is the seventh year since he came to Old Dunling.
Lorenzo stretched out his hand to his arms, but the cigarette case was long gone. He touched it empty again, his expression a little confused. Even the demon hunter couldn't help but be in awe of the power of time.