Ember Gun - Chapter 700

Chapter 700 Story

Lorenzo leaned against the car window, shook his head in his hand, and moved his eyes out of the car window, enjoying the monotonous and repetitive scenery.

The dark night and continuous blizzard completely obscured the stars, except for a chaotic darkness, and faintly reflected on the car window, and his own cheeks, he could see nothing.

Returned his sight, everything in the carriage was also familiar. This was the train Lorenzo took when he went to Rendona Port to execute the commission from the Viking countries.

The decoration in the carriage is very luxurious. With the shaking of the carriage, the wine bottles in the cabinets also slightly collided with each other, making bursts of crisp sound.

Lorenzo sighed helplessly. Everything at the moment was very similar to when he went to Gallunalo.

He continued to look, and saw that a few familiar figures had already been seated on the row of sofas. Because of the exhaustion of the journey, they leaned against each other and fell asleep faintly.

Lorenzo was really boring, admiring the sleeping position of a few people.

Shrike puts his hands on his chest, lowers his head, leaning against the wall, he is indeed one of the few serious people, even if he is sleeping, he looks very serious. Next to him is the Kestrel, and he doesn’t care. The image, half of the body lying on the sofa, taking off his shoes, putting his legs on the armrests of the couch, half of his feet vacated, and shaking slightly with the carriage.

This is really not a comfortable sleeping position. Lorenzo guessed that when the Kestrel wakes up, it will definitely have a backache.

In the other corner is Shao Liangye. Because of the bad sleeping position of the Kestrel, there is really no place for him on the couch, so he sits down in the corner of the carriage after putting a few layers of cushions on it, and sleeps. Never forget to hold a weapon.

This is all the members in this train. As for the others in other cars, they don’t know what they are preparing. As for the accompanying ladies, from a gentleman’s point of view, Lorenzo and others have only sleeping berths. I gave it to them, and now they are mostly sleeping Zhengxiang.

Ah… Lorenzo also wanted to lie on the bed and sleep comfortably, instead of listening to the snoring of the Kestrel here, consuming the long night.

After the news of the disaster brought by Watson, the holiday came to an end. Everyone took action, trying to get out in the shortest possible time, and then on the second night after the party, which was about ten hours ago, They are assembled.

Everything was in a hurry, and Lorenzo didn’t have time to clean up the office.

“So… did I lock the door?”

Since getting into the car, Lorenzo has been thinking about this **** thing.

Although there is nothing valuable in the office, Lorenzo feels uncomfortable when he thinks that he might be patronized by thieves, not to mention that there are a bunch of deadly weapons hidden in the house. Now the situation of Old Dunling is so bad. Even Lorenzo knew that he shouldn’t cause trouble to Su Yalan Hall.

There is more than that in a hurry. The order is hurried to the ground, the materials are mobilized in a hurry, and even the farewell seems to be very hurried.

The personnel who could participate in the war were mobilized together in an emergency, while those who could not participate became the family members of the defendants…probably family members.

Fortunately, Lorenzo didn’t have many friends, and he didn’t take up too much time to bid farewell. Of course, most of his friends would set foot on the battlefield with him.

Before leaving, Hercule came to see Lorenzo. He also brought a glass of freshly tuned wine. Looking at the strange, viscous, bright-hued, unknown liquid under the glass bottle, Lorenzo guessed it for the first time. What is this?

“Follow with…?”

Lorenzo asked with an ugly face.

“Of course! This time is my exclusive secret!”

Herkeley was extremely happy.

“Which time did I say that it was not your exclusive secret?” Lorenzo asked, “This is more than an exclusive secret! Can you remix the exact same wine again? You don’t know what you are doing, right? ”

Hearing this Hercules burst into joy, he exclaimed to Lorenzo.

“That’s why it’s called ‘Sui Yuan’. Every glass is a unique and unreproduced wine. This is the only time in your life!”

“No, no, no,” Lorenzo waved his hand again and again, “That’s the hell’only once’, I’ve experienced it many times from you.”

“Come on! Come on! In case you die, you won’t be able to taste it again!”

Under such strange “blessings”, Lorenzo and Hercule reached a consensus. Although they could not drink this strange glass of wine in front of him, it was brought over by Lorenzo.

lowered his head, and in a pocket on the side, there was the bottle of secret revelation.

Looking at the color, Lorenzo felt uneasy for a while, think about it carefully, if he really is going to die, it seems that a cup like this is not bad.

So before you die, don’t touch this thing. If you accidentally break it in battle, it’s even better.

Thinking of this, Lorenzo felt that his depressed mood was a little lighter, he reached into his arms and took out a new cigarette case.

Lorenzo’s homemade cigarettes were stored in it. Lorenzo took a few times and pulled out the cigarette with the black line drawn from it. He glanced at it, then stuffed it back, picked another one, and held it in his mouth. On the lips.

Ignite, breathe, confide…

Lorenzo has rarely smoked, let alone smoked this kind of cigarette with bellflower.

He once felt that he could leave these behind, but when the pressure came, there were still only these old friends who could share his worries.

The numbness gradually spread, smoothing the tight nerves, and looking out the window, there was a little light under the dark night.

The end of the horizon was shimmering pure white light. They seemed to be chasing the train. As time passed, they became bigger and bigger, fighting against the night, trying to knock it back.

This is a nice view, but it’s a pity that Lorenzo has no one to share.

For some reason, this reminded him of the story written by Oscar. He couldn’t remember the specific book. After all, this influential writer wrote a lot of broken books that could not be sold. In order to fight for the opportunity of publication, Even the pen names have changed pile after pile.

The old hunter stood exhausted on the surface of the broken ice, carrying the big fish he killed on his shoulders, and shed tears against the sun rising at the end of the horizon.

He lives alone in the desolate countryside. A heavy snow has blocked all the roads. Not surprisingly, this old guy can’t survive this winter. He has no food, no wood, and nothing.

The old hunter doesn’t care about it either. He has lived for a long time. He has tried many things. It seems that there is only death left. He has not experienced it yet, so he lay in the cold wooden house, waiting for the arrival of death. .

It is logically like this…but one day, when he was hungry and dizzy, he heard something vaguely. It was the howling sound of some kind of animal. The sound was very immature, like the cub of some kind of beast.

The old hunter opened the door and found the embarrassed cub in the snow not far away.

is probably a wolf or a dog.

The old hunter also didn’t know what it was. His eyesight was not as good as when he was young. Even the shotgun was a little unstable to hold, and he could only see that it was a bunch of hairy things.

There is a new guest in this cold wooden house.

Then…and the old hunter didn’t know what the reason was. In short, he started hunting again. In order to fill the cub’s stomach so as not to let it scream endlessly at night, he wade through the snow and walked a long way until he caught it. prey.

From the start to the present, the old hunter has been thinking about why he wants to come out. He thought about this reason, but didn’t understand it. Until now, watching the rising of the sun, he suddenly realized it.

In fact, apart from death, there are some things he hasn’t experienced, such as being reborn. It is strange to say that a hunter with blood on his hands will also think about rebirth, but in this twilight years, he really started to think seriously.

is not his own rebirth, even the rebirth of a beast.

The old hunter moved on, there was still more than ten kilometers away from his wooden house.

This is a slightly strange story, sandwiched between a bunch of short stories, Lorenzo felt that he had read something from it, and it seemed that there was nothing.

Lorenzo was puzzled by this for a while, and then he was relieved. After all, Oscar is an inexperienced writer. He writes these things and reads them when he goes to the bathroom, don’t care too much.

Since then, Lorenzo often put an Oscar book in the toilet, but Oscar doesn’t know this.

Oscar…Oscar…

Lorenzo thought of his strange friend and cheap teacher.

In the final farewell, Lorenzo did not see Oscar. It may be that Watson invaded him [Gap], which has some influence on him, or it may be that this guy really drank too much, anyway in Loren. Before Zuo got into the car, the old guy was still sleeping.

Lorenzo thinks it is also good. He can imagine how Oscar will look like when he is going to see him off. He will probably hold a copy of the manuscript and brag to himself for a while.

“This is my latest work!”

I can imagine the terrible voice of Oscar in my mind.

“In case you die outside, you won’t see this masterpiece! So read it before you die!”

It sounds outrageous, but Lorenzo thinks Oscar must be able to do such a thing.

The memory is almost over here. In addition to the Kestrel’s foot odor, Lorenzo can smell the smell of engine oil permeating the cabin, and they are wrapped in the smell of steel and continue to extend.

It is reasonable to say that this train is enough to be equipped with carriages for sleeping several people, but it does not, because there are other things occupying these positions.

“Are you still asleep?”

The car door was pushed open and Merlin walked in. Surprised, he was also with him.

“I can’t sleep, how about you? How are those things well prepared?”

Lorenzo asked rhetorically.

This train not only carried them, but also carried many armors of original sin.

This war can not be ended by Lorenzo alone. Mortals walk with him, but mortals also need armor.

A large number of original sin armors that are still ready for combat were carried to the train. Because of the emergency, most of them have not yet been debugged, so these technicians from the perpetual pump also boarded this train. Complete the work as much as possible on the road.

“Fortunately, these have survived the heavy rain and have not been affected too much. As for the knights who control the armor, they are also our elite.”

Merlin was slightly sad, and sighed.

“After all, this war is not on our home court, and the combat power we can put in is limited.”

Lorenzo listened to him, nodded slightly, and then asked.

“Anything else?”

Merlin must have something to come here this time, instead of just seeing whether these people are asleep or not.

“Yes, how can I put it… The flame holder is so badly damaged, you probably won’t use it anymore.”

In the battle with Roger, the flame bearer was almost torn apart, relying on the powerful monster flesh and blood, it escaped the fate of being dismembered.

“Unexpectedly, if your permanent pump can fix it, I would be surprised.” Lorenzo said.

“That might… really surprise you.”

Merlin thought for a while and made such a mysterious answer.

“what happened?”

“To be precise, we did not completely repair the flame holder… only half of the repair, probably.”

“What’s the meaning?”

“It means that the flame bearer can no longer be driven. In order to repair it, we have used an excessive amount of blood and flesh of the demon. Now it is not much different from a demon in iron armor.”

Lorenzo probably understood what Merlin meant, he said.

“You mean, I can use [Gap] to manipulate it, right?”

“Well, but generally speaking, it’s not you, but Watson,” Merlin said. “You are not proficient in the control of [Gap], right, so I think the flame bearer can be handed over to Watson, she Very good at these.”

Merlin said, and looked around, as if to find something in this carriage.

“But her whereabouts are so weird, I thought she was here.”

Lorenzo shook his head and denied, “She’s not here.”

“Is that so… Then when you meet her, please pass this information to her.”

Seeing this, Mei Lin could only sigh helplessly. He had a great interest in Watson. After all, such a strange existence was rare, not to mention that she was very friendly to the cleansing mechanism.

But Watson is too mysterious, many times everyone will forget that there is such an existence among them, except for Lorenzo.

It seems that Lorenzo is the only link between Watson and the world, and only Lorenzo has a posture equivalent to Watson. Once Lorenzo disappears one day, the rest will no longer find Hua. gave birth.

“OK.”

Lorenzo responded, his gaze turned to look out the window, the rising sun drove the darkness away, and most of his vision was brightened, but Lorenzo felt something was wrong in the light.

“Where are we going? It’s not like the road in the port of Rendona.”

Lorenzo asked Merlin, who looked inexplicable.

“Don’t you know where we are going?”

Lorenzo shook his head.

“It’s not Rendona, it’s facing the Shiraito Strait, and it’s hitting fiercely at this moment.”

Merlin looked at the other end of the window, the dark end.

“We are going to the Horn of Raging Waves.”

(End of this chapter)