Ember Gun

  Chapter 737 Peace

   Warm interior, soft sofas, all around is quiet, with silent peace.

   "You seem to be recovering well, how are you doing?"

  The sound of questioning sounded, and Lorenzo lay on the sofa, wrapped himself tightly, turned his head to look at the visitor, he thought for a while.

   "It's not bad, I have to admit, the difference is quite big, but I'm getting used to it... In fact, looking at it this way, I have a different experience."

"for example?"

"I'm learning to cook recently, and the cooking is terrible, but sometimes I take a bite of something I made with my own hands. It's like... it's like a monster who has been chasing for days and nights, splitting it with a sword. It's kind of inexplicable. Refreshing."

After thinking about it for a long time, Lorenzo proposed such a description. Eve, who was sitting next to him, was stunned. After a short pause, she laughed endlessly.

  "Should I say that it is indeed Mr. Lorenzo Holmos?"

  Laughter continued, and Lorenzo's expression was stiff.

   "What's so funny about this."

   "No, I just sigh that your thinking is strange, or is it your specificity to demons?"

  Eve almost burst into tears, but after a while, he finally stopped and looked at Lorenzo sideways.

  Lorenzo also looked at her, and combined with some recent experiences, he couldn't help but say.

   "However, I think it's a bit weird."

   "What's the blame?"

   "For example, everyone doesn't seem to'respect' me much anymore."

  Lorenzo looked at Eve and said seriously, "Just like you, you dare to laugh at me!"

He said that he would pick up something casually and threw it on Eve's body, but reached out and grabbed it, realizing that the office has been cleaned up and tidy, there is no longer the kind of book that can grab a book casually. Situation.

More importantly, if he really messed up here again, the "adult" would inevitably come back with another punch and kick. Thinking of this, Lorenzo stopped, leaned on the sofa, sighed, and stared. Floating out of the window.

   "That guy, too, he has been doing things to me lately."

   "Do your hands and feet?"

  Hearing this, Eve's eyes lit up.

   "Yes, punching and kicking, did you bully me and become a mortal?"

Lorenzo recalled the experience of the past few days. In the name of rehabilitation, Seleu came to harass him every day, and he was not at peace, and he could also feel that something has changed when he visited Eve. Everyone's attitude towards him changed.

   "No, it's just that we are finally in a reciprocal relationship, Lorenzo."

  Eve said, and she looked at Lorenzo with a smile.

   "You seem to never realize this, right?"

   "What's the matter? I thought we were pretty equal."

  Lorenzo doesn’t know, he doesn’t even understand why Eve says that. He always treats everyone as friends, and in his opinion there is no difference.

   "How is it possible, you are a demon hunter, powerful enough to suffocate, even if you don't participate in the fight, you can live safely and securely for hundreds of years with only secret blood. We ordinary people can't do it."

  Eve explained, "Even if you feel equal, but in our opinion, there is still an insurmountable gap between us, right?"

  Lorenzo was silent, thinking, he did not think about these things from the perspective of his friends, and he did not understand.

   "Acknowledge, Lorenzo, when you were a demon hunter, you carried an unconcealable divinity. Even if we are close, the divinity still exists. Sometimes this is not like a friend, but more like..."

   "The owner and his beloved pet?"

  Lorenzo said timely, Eve was taken aback, her expression unexpectedly complicated.

   "This description is accurate, right?"

Eve is also a little bit confused about Lorenzo. This guy always speaks surprisingly, and his brain also carries strange circuits, like some kind of strange disease, and this disease becomes more and more serious as he returns to ordinary people. Up.

"Yes, Lorenzo, just like the owner and his beloved pet, we are poor mortals. A precise stray bullet will kill us. After decades, you are still strong and strong, but we are Weeping old..."

  Eve looked at Lorenzo's gradually silent expression, and she said in surprise, "You seem to have never considered this, right?"

  Lorenzo did not respond, no one knew what he was thinking, and Eve got up and continued.

   "But it's different now. You cast aside your divinity and become a mediocre mortal like us."

  Eve said with a smile.

   "Is this..."

  Lorenzo probably understood what Eve meant, no matter how close the relationship was, there was still an invisible gap between them.

  But now is different. Everyone has become a mediocre mortal, and all the glory has become the past, leaving only the precious present.

"what……"

  Lorenzo sighed. He still has a lot to learn about the ordinary. Thinking of this, he lifted the blanket wrapped around his body and stood up.

   "Then I will go out for a stroll first. Seleu should be back in the afternoon. She said there are things that need to be dealt with."

  Not long after Seleu’s departure, Eve came. Lorenzo thought she would come with other people at night, but she came unexpectedly early.

   "Do you still have to work on God's Birthday?" Eve said.

   "Who called her the Duke? We ended our dark fate, but don't forget, before that, we were still fighting a world war?"

  I feel a headache when I think of Lorenzo, but he doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing anymore, just leave the rest to the country builders.

The dark destiny is over, and the country builders don’t need to start a world war. Now the country builders are busy to death, constantly mediating, trying to prevent the continuation of the war. Of course, all of this has nothing to do with Lorenzo. , He just needs to heal his wounds at ease.

   "Then I went out for a walk, and spent a lot of time in the house, so I need some fresh air to breathe."

  Lorenzo put on his coat, picked up the crutches, and paused. Lorenzo glanced at the crutches in his hand with a weird smile on his face.

  No need to fight with people anymore, this time there is no sharp blade in the crutch anymore.

   waved his hand at Eve, Lorenzo walked out of the office and wandered in the cold streets. The cold air filled his mouth and nose, making the world in front of him clear.

  The street is obviously more crowded than usual, and the shops on the street are also hung up with various decorations. Even in the daytime, they are brightly lit.

   "It's God's birthday in a flash."

  Lorenzo sighed and walked aimlessly in the old maze. After some time, he noticed the children on the street.

  Two boys and a girl, they lie outside the window of the cake shop, looking expectantly at the cakes in it, several people turned their pockets, but still couldn't make up the money.

   "Would you like to go home?"

  Someone suggested, but the other child still watched reluctantly. At this moment, a shadow passed by, and Lorenzo walked over and said to the clerk.

  "This, please load me two copies."

  The clerk packed two pieces of the cake, and when he handed it to Lorenzo, he discovered that it was much larger than it looked in the window, and it was packed with cream.

  The three children looked at Lorenzo, and Lorenzo also looked at them, and then passed one of them.

  The girl took the cake blankly, and after a while, Lorenzo said.

   "Happy God's Birthday."

  He left with a smile and walked to the benches on the street. The children cheered and thanked him behind him.

  Lorenzo has gradually realized the sense of dislocation of losing his power. Sitting on a bench in the street, the cold in the past could not interfere with him too much, but now he rubs his hands coldly.

  Unable to think of where to go, he sat on the bench and opened the cake.

   "So many?"

  Lorenzo looked at such a large portion, frowned, picked up the fork, and ate it without cutting it.

  Busy street, people come and go, Lorenzo enjoys the tranquility of isolation, eating cake in the cold wind alone.

  A carriage stopped in front of him, and then an unexpected guest appeared. He looked at Lorenzo with a somewhat disgusting look, and then sat beside him.

  The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, and the two remained silent until Lorenzo was a little unbearable. He took another fork, took out such a barely decent piece from the cake, and asked the guy beside him.

   "Would you like a piece?"

   Arthur turned his head and looked at Lorenzo holding the cake, a helpless smile appeared on the old face.

   "Sure enough, you are the same Lorenzo."

  He sighed inexplicably, which made Lorenzo very uncomfortable.

   "Why do you think of eating cake here, isn't it cold?" Arthur and Lorenzo chatted.

   "No, I just wanted to eat suddenly," Lorenzo paused, and then said, "It seems to be my birthday today."

"Birthday?"

  Arthur was a little surprised.

   "Uh huh, how can we beggars remember our birthday, and then the priests will regard the birthday of God as our birthday...probably."

  Lorenzo also said uncertainly, "I just used to be an atmosphere anyway."

   "Ah... Then I wish you a happy birthday."

   Arthur said kindly, which made Lorenzo even more uncomfortable.

   "So, what's the matter with you?" Lorenzo couldn't stand it anymore and asked.

   "It's nothing, just plan to go to the Platinum Palace to report the situation, and then see a familiar guy on the side of the road, so I stopped by." Arthur said.

  The atmosphere was silent for a while, and Arthur looked at the city revived from the disaster, and his eyes sparkled with many complicated scenery.

   "It's over, Lorenzo."

"Um."

   "What are you going to do next?"

   "Take a rest, and then be a detective, as it should be, return to your old career."

  After Lorenzo said what he thought of, he turned his head and looked at Arthur.

  "What about you? Are you ready to retire?"

   "Almost, today I went to the Platinum Palace to discuss this matter. Now that the dark destiny has been ended, the demons who wandered around the world will continue to decline and die."

   "So is the removal agency preparing to disband?"

   Lorenzo asked, the prey disappeared, and the hunter should retire, just like the Demon Squad.

"No, but we will undergo a transformation. Even if the darkness is ended, it will take some time for the demons who remain in the world to die completely. We can't wait any longer, and we will not allow these risks. We will continue to chase them. Those remaining darkness, this time will be commanded by the builders of the nation, patrolling among the nations."

  Arthur talked about the outlook for the future.

  "But I do want to retire. It should take a few months to hand over, and hand over the responsibility and power to the next generation of young people, and then I will retire with Merlin."

   Hearing what Lorenzo thought of, he whispered to Arthur.

   "Don't tell Eve, this is what I said," he was mysterious, "Remember the island you prepared for her? She seems to be thinking of a way to trick you there."

  Arthur was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"I've known this for a long time. She is my daughter. Can I guess her little thought?" He finished laughing and sighed, feeling like letting go of the heavy responsibilities. "She doesn't like that, so I might as well leave it to me. , This time I retire, I am going to move there with Merlin."

   Hearing this Lorenzo had a wonderful feeling, as if they had met Arthur again, without the strength and oppression before, they are now just like ordinary friends.

   "Ah... it sounds great, but I didn't expect that I am also worthy of your stay and say hello?"

  Lorenzo still remembers Arthur's boredom with himself. He asked, "Aren't you annoying me?"

   "Of course, you guy was very annoying before. If it wasn't you, then I would change Eve on that island now." Arthur complained.

  Lorenzo was silent for a few seconds before asking again.

   "Then are you bothering me now?"

   Arthur looked at Lorenzo's face, he said.

   "Still annoying, but I think I can bear it a little bit."

  Lorenzo laughed, picked up the leftover cake, "I'm going home to clean up, and prepare for the evening holiday, are you coming?"

  Arthur shook his head, got up together, one walked to the end of the street, and the other got into the carriage.

   "I also have friends, Lorenzo, I want to be with them on the evening festival."

  Lorenzo did not say much, waved at Arthur, the carriage disappeared into the street, Lorenzo also integrated into the crowd.

  Glistening snowflakes fall from the sky, they slide down between the cities.

  (End of this chapter)