Ember Gun

  Chapter 157 Dog Barking

  Hound...

  Lorenzo is fully armed and leaning against the window. This is the highest point of the mansion, overlooking the whole outside.

The territory of the Stuart family is in the south, and there is no fief in the old Dunling, so Seleuc lived in a mansion in the inner city. This was originally the temporary residence where the Duke of Stuart met the queen. To wait for the inheritance ceremony and other reasons, Seleu lived here for a long time.

Lorenzo has always felt that the castle manor in the wilderness is the most suitable for the occurrence of horror stories. Under such terrain conditions, the interior and the exterior are relatively closed, like a secret room, but this secret room is a bit too large. .

But now the place where the story is about to take place is the inner city. Running inside is the station of the Guards, and running outside is Cork Street. If you run faster, Lorenzo can still pull this dispensable investor. To meet the company she invested in, in the fortress-like mechanical courtyard, let alone any weird hounds, I am afraid that even the monsters will be melted by fire in an instant.

   Picking up Winchester on the side, Lorenzo filled the ammunition one by one, and the metals collided with each other and made a light noise. The single warhead completely cast by Holy Silver is placed next to his body, this is his big killer.

  In the process of preparing his arms, Lorenzo thought about the inventory of his weapons.

  The nail sword was damaged in the battle with the demon. Looking at this posture tonight, Lorenzo did not have time to go back to Cork Street to get a new one. In fact, the weapon is not important. The important thing is the holy silver. In the final analysis, the special feature of the nail sword is just a layer of holy silver.

This kind of mysterious metal that can suppress monsters is used less and less, and Lorenzo is also starting to have a headache for this. Although Merlin is trying to analyze the composition of the holy silver in an attempt to imitate it, Lorenzo does not hold it. Too much hope.

  The things of the Gospel Church always give him a strange feeling, as if it cannot be imitated. They have mastered a certain core technology. Before mastering that thing, everything the rest of them did was just a clumsy imitation.

After finishing the weapon, Lorenzo picked up the knight sword on the side. After the advent of modern rifles, this cold weapon has become a status symbol, not a weapon, but for the monster, this thing will never be out of date. .

   "So can you be quieter? Lorenzo."

  The voice suddenly sounded on the other side, and there was another person in the dimly lit room.

  Seleu was lying on the bed in her pajamas, and said to Lorenzo who was constantly making noises.

   "I am protecting you."

   "But I need to sleep too."

   Seleuc replied.

The girl looked tired, and when she was approaching drowsiness, her indifferent little face finally relaxed. She is just an ordinary person, unlike Lorenzo. As a demon hunter, his willpower can make him carry out high-intensity day and night. During the battle, Lorenzo was not drowsy, even a little excited, knowing that there were enemies.

  This is like a kind of conditioned reflex. People will drool when they smell food, and the witch hunter will be extremely excited when they smell the traces of demons.

  After a brief discussion, Lorenzo decided to stay with the mysterious hound for a while. In order to ensure no accidents, Lorenzo stayed here temporarily.

   "Okay, okay, I hope you don't sleep too much."

  Lorenzo said, put away his weapon, and stood up.

At the moment Yawei is patrolling the mansion with a shotgun, and Lorenzo is responsible for protecting her nearby. The weird curse carries a crazy illusion. No one knows whether the hound will actually come. Or in what way will it appear.

  No one knows, waiting is the best answer.

  The demon hunter melted into the darkness of the room, silently, if it weren't for the extreme silence, he could vaguely distinguish another faint breathing, and Seleu would even think that he was the only one left here.

Lorenzo knelt on the ground, Winchester and the knight sword lay horizontally in front of his knees. He closed his eyes, and his perception spread to the greatest extent, like flood water, it quietly overflowed the wooden planks, from the gap in the door. It oozes out, a little bit, a little bit... spread to the limit of the range.

  After the silence, endless sounds sounded.

  The sound of steam pouring out of the pipes on the street, the clock ticking, Yawina's heavy footsteps, and Seleu’s gentle breathing and heartbeat.

   "Lorenzo?"

  The girl suddenly made a noise in the dark.

"what happened?"

  Lorenzo opened her eyes, she did not close the curtains, and the light from outside came in, Lorenzo could barely distinguish her appearance.

   "I suddenly couldn't sleep anymore."

  "Are you asking me to tell you something **** of bedtime reading?"

  Lorenzo frowned.

   smiled at the girl.

   "How is it possible? Do you talk about bedtime reading, the witcher and the seven **** monsters?"

   Seleuc teased.

   "The demon hunter chases and kills seven hapless monsters, don't be like Lorenzo, then I will have nightmares."

   "Then change one, how about I tell you a little demon to find a mother?"

  Lorenzo followed Seleu's thoughts and started talking bad things.

   "The little demon found someone, hey! Are you my mother?"

  He pinched his throat and made a sharp false noise.

   "Huh? Child, I am not your mother, I am your uncle the Demon Hunter!"

   "The demon hunter uncle, do you know where my mother is?"

   "Of course I know, uncle will send you to see your mother."

   "Boom! Bang! Bang!"

  Lorenzo was telling a bad story of no taste. This ghost is definitely not something normal people would like, and the atmosphere instantly became embarrassing.

  But there was a little more noise in this awkward calm, as if she couldn't help it, the opposite Seleuc laughed, although she could not see clearly, Lorenzo guessed she was rolling happily on the bed now.

  So what's wrong with children nowadays, I like such **** stories.

  Lorenzo shook his head, and couldn't help being pessimistic about Inverweg's future, so let such an unlucky child be the Duchess of Stuart?

   "Do you know Lorenzo? You are quite funny sometimes."

  The girl boasted.

   "Thanks to my acting teacher."

  Lorenzo can't help but think of the days when he was taking lessons at the Royal Academy of Art.

   "The acting teacher was a playwright before teaching, a fan of comedy, in his class as long as your performance can amuse him, you can get high scores... I always feel that he is playing us like monkeys."

   "What's the name?"

  Lorenzo can't remember a bit, remember it seems to be called Oscar or something.

  That is really a classroom of flurry of demons.

   "Very good, he must be a very happy person."

   Seleuc said slowly.

  After that, everything fell into calm again. A dark shadow covered the dim light outside the window, and Seleuc subconsciously pulled the dagger under the pillow, but then the voice sounded.

   "Are you scared?"

  Lorenzo stood by the bed and looked at Seleu. At such a close distance, the darkness could not hinder the vision of the Demon Hunter.

   "Not counted."

   Seleuc replied casually, and put down the dagger in her hand. Judging from her proficient technique, it is no longer a day or two to hide this thing under the pillow.

   "Seleu, have you heard such a sentence?"

  Lorenzo asked suddenly.

"what?"

  "It is difficult for a doctor to treat himself."

Without waiting for Seleu to think more, Lorenzo suddenly sat down on the bed, and Seleu subconsciously grasped the quilt, and at the same time, he was about to call Yawei to come in and explode the neurosis, but then one hand was accurate in the dark. Pinched her face.

  It was like crushing the indifferent defense, the pain was so painful that Seleu was unable to resist.

   "So this is not good?"

  Lorenzo looked at the girl in the dark.

   "Can laugh, cry, and even tell cold jokes... This is much more comfortable than your usual cold look."

  Like a grudge, Lorenzo found his chance to fight back.

   "I said Seleu, you can see through a person so easily, then... do you know yourself?"

   "Because of demons, I may be a little'inhuman', but why did you become like this? Your peers are much happier than you."

  Lorenzo couldn't help but think of Eve, the two of them are not much different in age, and they can't help but compare.

   "Or the cloud of childhood is so serious that even Stuart's honor can't make you forget?"

   Selenium trembled slightly, she raised her head and looked at the dark silhouette. She knew exactly what Lorenzo was talking about.

"Yes, I have taught you that if there are no people close to you, the enemy has no capital that can threaten you. The more indifferent, the less people can figure out your character. I don't know what you are thinking... But this is for hunting demon. Humanly speaking, why are you like this? You are the mistress of Stuart, and thirty-two powerful families are your backing. So what are you afraid of?"

  Lorenzo took up the dagger, the sharp metal glowing in the darkness.

  The Duke of Stuart would not hide weapons under his pillow, only the beggars on the streets would do it.

   "Just like I taught you, grasp everything you can hold tight, even a rock can break the shackles."

  "Are you trying to smash the unknown fear?"

  The demon hunter saw everything in general, opened the skylight, and dragged the girl's soul out, shining in the sun, transparent and clear.

   "No, I just..."

  Seleu wanted to say something, but suddenly the words seemed to freeze in his throat, unable to say anything.

  She anxiously wanted to excuse herself, as if it was some humiliation. In contrast to her cold attitude, it was like losing the function of speech. She could only utter meaningless babbles until a sudden dog bark sounded.

  Everything seemed to be quiet, Seleu turned his head slowly, not knowing when the door of the room had been pushed open, and then the cold wind poured knife-like snowflakes into the room.

Seleu subconsciously hugged Lorenzo tightly, but what she could touch was a piece of air. She threw herself into the air, pressing her two hands on the cold muddy ground, and the broken ice **** reflected her like countless mirrors. That messy face.

  The dog bark sounded again, it was the **** of death chasing him.

The girl turned around in fear, and the familiar scene appeared in her eyes. She remembered this place, a place she would never forget, and in the direction of that voice, at the end of the old alley, an ordinary wild dog was quietly Looked at her.

  The pupils of the eyes were scarlet, as if they could drip blood, and then the cluster of canine teeth staggered up, as if smiling at her.

  (End of this chapter)