Ember Gun

  Chapter 398 Orthodox Church

  In the back kitchen of the tavern, the three people sat in a circle, like a mysterious gathering, these people were preparing for a vicious ceremony.

Lorenzo looked at the slightly messy setting here, and couldn't help but remember the scene when he first saw Hercules. It was also a tavern and a back chef. He began to wonder if this tavern could be Hercule. A certain industry in the country, and this industry seems to be doing pretty well, there are chain stores in Rendona.

Hercules was holding his face in pain. Lorenzo and him excitedly embraced just now, and then directly tore off Hercules' beard. Although it was a disguise, this thing was close to him. On the skin, he felt as if he had been torn off a layer of skin.

Eve was a little curious to observe the stranger Hercule, holding the furry Poirot in his hands. This big mouse is very good at dealing with people. Sometimes Hercules even suspects that if one day the enemy comes, This stinky mouse might also rush into the opponent's arms.

   "Although I know that you are still alive, it still feels a little weird to see you jumping around."

  Herkery raised his head slightly, he let go of his hand, and saw half of his face flushed.

   "This is called Fu Da Ming Da, but I was also quite surprised that you weren't caught by Arthur."

  Lorenzo and him blow to each other, looking like good brothers.

In that storm, the Reichenbach crashed on the ridge, which caused a lot of fluctuations. In order to trace how Lorenzo did this, Lorenzo’s good friends were invited by Arthur. Going for tea, only the cunning fox, Hercule, escaped.

"I'm different from those two guys. Oscar is from North Delor, and Seleu is the Duke. What about me! What about me!" Hercule said of his escape journey, "Well, I actually rely on it. My brilliant brain has also made a lot of money, but it's only money. People like me are rich but not powerful. I was caught by Arthur. What will happen!"

  Herkeley, the clever brain, has conceived a lot of his own endings. In these bad endings, all his assets were confiscated, and he was put in a lunatic asylum, waiting to be dissected.

   "I saw you were very interested in demons before. If you were invited to have tea by Arthur, you might be lucky enough to visit the most advanced institution against demons in the Western world."

   Lorenzo spurned the behavior of Hercules such as Ye Gonglong.

   "I have my life to visit, but I didn't come out. I know more or less what the Black Mountain Hospital is. Maybe they will directly slice my precious brain."

  Herkeley stood up, and picked up anything from the bottles on the counter.

   "What do you want to drink, madam."

   "Just call me Eve," Eve looked a little cautious in the face of the stranger, "It's okay, just like Lorenzo."

   "Is that so, Lorenzo is really lucky, I didn't plan to invite him to drink."

  Herkeley gritted his teeth.

  Lorenzo’s last behavior involved all these good friends. It felt like these people planned to rob the bank, and as a result, Lorenzo drove into the Platinum Palace.

  Obviously supporting death is a life sentence, but it suddenly becomes a death sentence. Who can stand it?

   "This guy doesn't know how to mix drinks, do you dare to drink?" Lorenzo said to Eve.

   "To be precise, I can only make one type of wine. I call it ‘success’."

After Hercule finished speaking, he placed two wine glasses in front of the two of them. They were mixed with strange liquids, viscous or clear. In Lorenzo’s eyes, Hercules should be holding the wine glasses in the crude liquid. Take a cup.

  "Don’t worry, bartending is essentially a mess, and it’s fine if you drink it."

  Herkeley also prepared a cup for herself, and took a sip without fear. After drinking, her complexion became dignified, as if she was tasting it carefully.

  "You guys try it too, tell me what you think."

  Eve hesitated, but still stretched out her hand and passed the wine glass to her mouth. Before she could drink, the strong smell of alcohol almost dazzled her head, but in the end she bit her scalp and took a sip.

   Very unexpected, the taste is a bit strange, but it is not unacceptable.

   "It... feels like drinking a glass of laundry water with engine oil."

  Lorenzo drank it and screamed.

   Regardless of Eve's horrified eyes on the side, Lorenzo looked at Hercule and smiled.

   "Then what do you want to do this time? Mr. Holmes."

  The meeting has come to the point, and Hercule also becomes serious. As an intelligence dealer, he also needs to have his own professionalism.

   "I need you to do me a favor, but this is a bit dangerous and very important. But you passed my test, if you want, we can start directly."

  Lorenzo has no attitude of inviting others, just like an uncle.

   "Testing? Do you mean the messages that were distributed?"

  Herkley pulled out a poster from the corner. It was the poster for the opening of Winchester Office.

  The group of rats has been hovering by Lorenzo's side, never leaving.

  Although Herculi is no longer in Old Dunling, he still dominates the rat group, and a steady stream of information is passed on until Lorenzo's initiative contact.

  A written letter was transferred through layers, and finally arrived in front of Hercules, time and place, but there was no content.

  "Interested to guess, am I going to do something this time?"

   Lorenzo asked. He looked at Hercule, hoping that he could give himself a perfect answer, but he also hoped that these **** rats did not peep too much, after all, Lorenzo also needed private space.

"Away from the old Dunling, although you told me that you are reluctant to have a comfortable bed, but I know very well that you just like the advanced nature of the old Dunling. You can quickly reach another place by riding an iron snake instead of riding. The horse is bumpy all the way, so you hate going outside.

   can please you, it must be an important job. "

  Herkery's eyes fell on Eve, combined with Eve's identity, he continued.

   "A mission from those powerful and powerful."

   "You rarely have an extra Viking in your team, and not long ago, the Viking nations sent another messenger... Wait, this is the commission of the Viking nations?"

  Herkeley looked like he suddenly realized.

  "Yes, Hercules, a very troublesome job. I will arrive in Gallunaro next. If you have really investigated me, you should know how valuable my head is."

  Lorenzo continued to explain.

   "And this time I won't have any back-up. After all, the decontamination agency and North Dro have been found out, maybe the two sides will go to war."

   "So you came to me? Lorenzo!"

  Herkeley's voice became higher. He had just been pitted by Lorenzo, and he could only wander around. He couldn't even return to the old Dunling. As a result, he was here again.

   "Don't be so excited, I think you are also looking forward to the next adventure, right!"

  Lorenzo also stood up, crossed the table with ease, and then grabbed Hercule with a hand on his shoulder, with an intimate look.

  "You also know that I am too lazy to look for you if there is no trouble, but when you know this, you still come to see me. Doesn't it mean that you are also looking forward to these things, don't you?"

  As Lorenzo was talking, his hand was still drawing indiscriminately in the air, as if he was depicting the beautiful future.

  "Have you never thought that I am here to retaliate against you?"

Hercule turned his head stiffly. He lifted his clothes while he said, and Lorenzo discovered that there was a revolver pinned to his waist. Judging from that caliber, a single shot might directly kill a bull. .

   "Ah this..."

  Lorenzo didn't know what to say for a while, even thinking about it.

   "Calm down first, Hercule, there are many benefits to this matter, maybe you can get rid of it? By the way, are you interested in joining the cleansing agency? I can give you an introductory recommendation!"

  Although Hercule poses no threat to him, Lorenzo decided to let him calm down first.

   "Lorenzo, you are really guilty."

  I don’t know what happened between them, but Eve feels how angry it is to make an ordinary person angry and take a gun to kill a demon hunter.

  Herkery stared at Lorenzo, and there seemed to be real anger rolling in his eyes. How was the displacement these days? Frightened...

   Countless emotions are mixed together, just like the “recklessness” of that cup of blind exchange.

   "Well, tell me what happened this time."

  The anger on his face suddenly disappeared, as if he changed his face, Hercule sat back, his expression was a bit distorted and weird, and his body seemed to be trembling slightly.

  "What does it matter to a job that can make you take it so seriously?"

  Herkeley asked.

  Lorenzo impressed Herculi, but not because of the advantages of his mouthful, but the secret after that.

  This is his essence, a patient who has almost pathological pursuits for information, intelligence, secrets, etc., and his deformed desire to control.

   "Yvar Rodbroek."

  Lorenzo said the name of the target.

  "Heir of Ragnar Rodbrook, what happened?"

Hercule asked, while the thoughts in his mind kept surging. This interpretation was a bit difficult for Hercule. His intelligence network only covered Old Dunling and its surroundings. He knew about this foreign intelligence. There are not many.

   Seeing Herculi enter the state, Lorenzo also became serious, not to engage in the mess.

The brisk atmosphere became heavier in an instant. Eve looked at the two with a little fidgeting. The two who had just been fighting together suddenly became serious. It felt like a group of fighting tigers suddenly stopped biting and jumped up instead. Ring of fire.

  But so, Hercule is Lorenzo’s friend, and how many of Lorenzo’s good friends are normal people?

  Eve laughed a little at the thought of this.

   Indeed, even he is not a normal person, he is a ranger, a natural ranger.

   "Is that so... It's interesting."

  After listening to Lorenzo's narration, Hercule fell silent, thinking hard.

   "Hybod must have concealed something, I am not at ease, so I hope you can help me secretly." Lorenzo pleaded.

   "So what's the price? Mr. Holmes."

  Herkeley smiled like a profiteer.

   "Count what I owe you."

   "You haven't paid what you owed last time." Lorenzo was speechless for a while.

  This situation did not last long. Probably Hercule didn't expect Lorenzo to get any good rewards, he continued.

   "That is to say, this time you will not only track down Ival's whereabouts, but also find a way to bring him back, but you will also fight the Iron Law Bureau, and maybe you will break into the military base directly."

  Herkeley shook his head as he spoke. For such a crazy plan, he didn't know how to describe it for a while.

  "The location is still Gallunaro..."

  He seemed to think of something, and Hercule then looked at Lorenzo.

   "Lorenzo, I have heard some other news recently. I think you may be very interested, maybe it is related to this job."

"what happened?"

   "There is news circulating that Gallunaro is ready to establish his own religion." Hercules was sitting in distress.

"what?"

  Lorenzo, who was born in an evangelical church, was extremely sensitive to things like religion, and he thought of a lot in an instant.

"Actually, it started a few months ago. A new religion appeared in Galunarone. They called themselves Orthodox. Of course, this kind of religious group was not unheard of, but they were basically wiped out by the Evangelical Church. In addition, the Galunaro people are already loyal believers of the Evangelical Church, and this Protestantism does not have a large group of believers."

  Herkeley continued.

In history, the doctrines of the Gospel Church have spread all over the world, and the one that has been most influenced by it is Galunalo. Because of the isolation of the White Tide Strait, Inervig has not been infiltrated too thoroughly like Galunalo. The distant Viking countries, who believe in the **** Odin, disdain these at all.

   "So is there anything special this time?"

   Lorenzo asked, there must be something special about this so-called Orthodox Church that made Hercules remember it.

  "Do you know this person Miguel?"

   "Cardinal Miguel, a high-ranking member of the Gospel Church, a member of the exiles."

  Shermans’s notes not only record the knowledge of demons, but also some of Shermans’ experiences, such as the weird new pope and the exiles who were forced to leave.

  In his notes, he mentioned more than once that he wanted to counterattack back to the home of the seven hills and kill the heresy who blasphemed the holy god, but he finally died in a foreign country like Inervig.

"After the Orthodox Church had accumulated a certain foundation, Miguel appeared. As his cardinal, he declared that the Gospel Church had deviated from the will of God and that the divine authority was being held by heretics at this moment. Piety, so Orthodoxy was born."

Hercules recalled the information. Actually, it was not a secret message. Many people in Galunarori have witnessed this moment, but it is probably due to the transmission of information. It is still only in Gauluna. Loone spreads.

   "Then Miguel asked more cardinals who were in exile with him to testify, which made people believe in the authenticity of his words... After all, you know the truth of believers."

  In words, Hercule revealed his disdain for faith.

"But this is not the most important thing. Then the official attitude of Gallunaro is the strangest. In history, their people are deeply inspired by the "Gospel". It stands to reason that this orthodoxy is a complete heresy before their eyes. The testimony of the cardinal secretary will also arouse strong controversy.

  From the official attitude of Gallunaro, they are supporting this orthodoxy. "

  Herkeley's eyes became heavy.

  "This is a terrible sign. Gallunaro doesn't want to be controlled by the Evangelical Church anymore. They want to establish their own religion."

  No one responded, suddenly all the voices disappeared, and Lorenzo finally broke the silence in the long silence.

   "No, it's not like this."

   Thinking back to what Arthur had said to him before, Lorenzo suddenly understood the situation that had begun to change drastically.

   "Galunaro does not want a new religion."

  Holy Night, War Sect, Secret Blood, Cardinal, Miguel...

For some reason, at this moment Lorenzo completely lost his former relaxed and casual look, like a beast that had sensed a crisis. He clenched his fist involuntarily, with bloodshot eyes in his eyes. He was like a deadly sword. On the verge of unsheathing.

   "What they want is another... Demon Hunter Order."

  (End of this chapter)