Ember Gun

Chapter 433: Sacrifice

  Chapter 433 Sacrifice

  There are still a few hours before the start of the action. For Lennet, this is also a few hours before the start of his performance. This guy's face is slightly red, and the whole person is showing a kind of excitement.

  He looked at Lorenzo and others. Although these guys didn't say much, Lennet could feel a deep seriousness from them.

  Indeed, it should be more serious. The fate between the two countries will be decided by them for a while. It is very stressful to think about it, and these performances are regarded as strange things by Rennett under his understanding.

   "Sure enough, everyone loves music!"

  Lennette held Lorenzo's hand excitedly. In his opinion, the rich man who funded him really loves music. After knowing that the performance was about to start, he was as excited and serious as himself.

  Lorenzo didn't know the whimsical thoughts in Lennet's mind. If he could know it, he might think that Lennet was a bit of a neuropathy in his brain.

   looked at the lobby. At this moment, the lobby of the hotel was full of members of the orchestra. Everyone was wearing serious dresses and checking musical instruments. Outside the hotel, rows of carriages were ready, waiting for everyone to start.

   "Okay! Everyone smile!"

  The photographer's voice sounded, and with a dazzling flash, the click stopped.

  A group photo has been taken in the hall, and the members of the orchestra were photographed by photographers, Lennett explained.

   "The other members have taken a photo, so I’m leaving you."

  He wanted to take a photo with La Lorenzo and others.

   "No need, too polite."

Lorenzo tried to decline him. Although there was no explicit prohibition, he knew this too. If possible, people like Lorenzo had better not leave any photos. Just like urban legends, just listen to them. Do not leave any evidence of real existence.

  Lorenzo gave a fake smile.

Think about it carefully. In this improvised team, the identities among the members are extremely special. The upper knights of the cleansing institutions, the heirs of the Phoenix family, the envoys of the Viking nations, and the mysterious Rat King And its breeder, and Irene, who was hunted down by the Iron Law Bureau.

  This posture...I feel that this photo is really taken and it will be worth a lot of money.

   "Oh oh oh, I see, I understand!"

  Lennet yelled like a rooster, and while screaming, he sneaked a glance at the people behind Lorenzo, and then he grabbed Lorenzo, looking like he wanted to pull him aside.

  The funny scene appeared. Lennet tried to La Lorenzo, but Lorenzo was like a stone statue, calm and unmoved.

  Lorenzo looked at Lennet suspiciously.

   "I said, I know that big rich people like you are like this, and don't want to show their image."

  Lennet didn't care why Lorenzo was so calm, he directly stuck to his ear and whispered.

  Lorenzo's heart was filled with complicated emotions, and the more he guessed, the more he digressed.

  "But don’t worry, my tone is very tight. If you are worried, we can take a few pictures."

   Lennett said.

   "No need..." Lorenzo still wanted to refuse, but was directly interrupted by Lennet.

   "Don't do this, Mr. Holmes."

  Rennett said solemnly.

"Think about it, there are not many opportunities like this, um... at least for me, at least it's a souvenir, right, this performance can be regarded as a realization of my dream, and witnesses like you must be there. "

   Listening to his words, Lorenzo, who was determined, suddenly hesitated. Instead of answering first, he turned his head slightly and looked at this weird team.

Eve was playing with the Kestrel's triangle iron. The Kestrel looked reluctant. Hercule was still educating Poirot. Judging from his angry attitude, he was ready for the entire Poirot third generation, Hybold and Ai. Lin stared at each other coldly from time to time, and the grievances between the two could not be resolved by these few things...

  It’s not a long time for everyone to meet, and they haven’t known each other so deeply before, but now, in a few hours, they are about to carry out that difficult action.

   To be honest, there was a moment when Lorenzo remembered his past, on the night of the Holy Prophet.

Many people have died. With the passage of time, Lorenzo has gradually lost his memory of their faces. Perhaps human memory is indeed not very reliable. Steel will also be corroded and turned into dust, and mortal bodies will also end. Will age and become dead bones.

   Now Lorenzo is a little panic, a little worried.

  Based on the current intelligence, Lorenzo is very clear about the danger of the next operation, the choir, the Iron Law Bureau, Lawrence... Maybe someone will stay in Gallunaro forever in this operation.

  So who would it be?

  Face flashed in front of his eyes, and Lorenzo was somewhat unacceptable no matter who it was.

  Emotion is the inferiority of human beings. It makes people hesitant and overwhelmed, but it also makes people more like a person, more like a living person, rather than a cold weapon.

  "Just a memorial, Mr. Holmes."

   Lennet winked.

  Lorenzo looked forward blankly, and after a while he nodded.

"OK."

  ……

   "Then, stand tight, everyone."

On the stairs of the hall, a few people stood scattered. Due to Lorenzo’s request, in the end he could not take a photo with the members of the orchestra. Instead, only Lennet joined him to satisfy his strange psychology. .

   "So what is this doing? Lorenzo."

   Eve asked in a low voice, standing beside Lorenzo, she was ready to fight and kill, but she suddenly became a tourist memorial.

   "Souvenirs or something, that's what Lennet said anyway." Lorenzo replied.

  "Doesn't this violate the regulations?" Kestrel said in a low voice, "I remember that the decontamination agency had regulations..."

  "Leave those alone, it's a rare occasion. Maybe this is the last time you took a photo?"

Irene put a hand on Kestrel's body, and pretended to be close. Kestrel couldn't guess what this guy was thinking. He wanted to have a seizure, but it felt like breaking this rare and harmonious atmosphere. Some are not good, but I can only accept it reluctantly.

"leave me alone!"

  Kestrel pushed Irene with one hand that could only be moved, and Irene smiled like she was molesting a good woman.

   "Yo, is the moon shy?"

  Hybod looked ahead, as if this brief joy had nothing to do with him, he asked.

   "What do you want to do? Lorenzo."

  "Souvenirs, nothing more, it’s hard to get out of the country! Regardless of our success or failure, I’m afraid we will never have the chance to come to Gallunaro for many years, right?"

  Lorenzo replied, and then he stretched out his hand and held down the Kestrel and Irene who were standing on the stairs in front of him.

   "Everyone, be quiet."

  The boss has spoken, and the two of them are silent, but judging from the look in the Kestrel's eyes, he is still annoying.

   "Okay, everyone, I'm here."

After communicating with the photographer, Lennet ran all the way. In essence, this time he was not only for taking pictures, but also to get closer to Lorenzo. After all, an artist is still more or less For those who need the support of the rich, with Lorenzo's help, maybe he can bring the performance to the Viking countries.

   "Okay, just smile."

  The photographer shouted, and with a click, the people's somewhat awful smiles stopped.

  Then it ends.

  The carriage was ready, just waiting to set off, Eve and the others carried the piano case with weapons into the carriage, leaving only Lorenzo and Irene to stay in place for some reason.

   "I always wanted to take a picture with Ivar, but you also know our particularity, these things can't be done."

  Aileen looked at the busy people and said slowly.

   "Then slowly, over time, I am afraid that I will forget his appearance."

   Turning his head and looking at Lorenzo in a puzzled manner, Irene asked.

   "You shouldn't be such a person who likes taking pictures, why?"

  She has peeped at Lorenzo and knows exactly what kind of person he is. He deliberately avoids the intertwining of feelings and maintains his indifferent mind as much as possible.

   "Instead of being afraid of losing, it is better to refuse to accept it at the beginning."

  Eileen put her hand on Lorenzo's shoulder. She wanted to raise Lorenzo's head, but because of the wound, she could only raise it to this height, looking like a good brother.

   "Think about it, you are more pitiful than me, so how do you face them? Accept? Or reject?"

   Irene means something.

  Lorenzo thought for a while, but he didn't answer Irene's question, but talked about something else.

   "I'm just afraid of forgetting what they looked like. As you know, people's memories are not reliable."

  Hesitated and sad.

"I'm very scared, Irene, this is like the night of the holy night. It is a sinful ritual. In order to calm the rage, people are needed as sacrifices... This time it is also a ritual, a ritual to stop war, a ritual. You need sacrifices, sacrifices of living people."

  Lorenzo clenched his fists involuntarily, his joints turned white, and his nails pressed deeply under his skin.

"I don't know what will happen. I am strong, but I can't protect everyone... Maybe someone will stay here forever. It may be you, it may be me, or it may be the guy who has been clamoring for good luck. "

   "I don't want this, I don't want anyone to die."

  Lorenzo began to understand Arthur’s feelings, and Lorenzo Medici, perhaps a wrong decision would ruin many people, and they had no time to repent, they could only bite their sins and move on.

   "You can escape."

   "But there are some things that must be done by someone."

  Hearing this, Irene laughed, she leaned back slightly, raised her hand as much as possible, and then squeezed Lorenzo's face firmly.

   "Then do your best, Mr. Holmes, save everything you can..."

    randomly select a lucky audience.

    

   

  (End of this chapter)

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