Many days have passed since that grand and earth-shattering assassination. It seems like only a short time has passed, but it all seems like a lifetime ago.
In the roar of rage that was like the fall of heaven, the terrible Priest Lawrence died, and the fire of sin burned for several days before slowly going out.
Lorenzo is still in a daze and can't believe that he can really survive. Sometimes he can't help pinching his face to judge the truth or falsehood. After all, judging from his physical condition at the time, even if God came, he couldn't save him, but... but in the end he still survived.
He still remembered that when he just woke up, he woke up in the workshop, which was the huge experimental field for controlling the original sin armor. Just when Lorenzo was thinking that the ceiling he woke up to was a little strange, a beam of light shone down on his head, and then a loud voice sounded from the loudspeaker, saying good morning to him kindly.
Lorenzo was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed and saw everyone hiding on the platform.
It was nice to see familiar faces, even though they looked at me strangely, as if I were some stinky virus.
For safety reasons, Merlin needs to conduct a series of examinations on Lorenzo. Although he was not at the scene at the time, through Arthur's retelling, he also understands the strangeness and horror of the situation.
In order to prevent Lorenzo from getting mutated, Merlin temporarily placed him in the workshop. In his words at the time, the vast space would not put any pressure on Lorenzo. Of course, this vast space could also be covered by heavy firepower, and there was enough space for the Original Sin Armor to enter and suppress it.
Fortunately, nothing happened in the end and his physical indicators were all normal. However, they did not release Lorenzo immediately, but sent him here overnight.
Lorenzo stood in front of the French window, looking at the vast snow scene outside.
There were no gray buildings, no towering steam towers, no railroad tracks lining the streets, and no rising steam.
The sky was unexpectedly clear and the sun was blazing red.
Everything has a rare sense of normality, as if this is the normal world, and the old Dunling where Lorenzo lived before is some strange and twisted unknown place.
When Lorenzo thought of this, his eyes became tearful. What kind of a life had he lived before
This is an ancient castle located in the far suburbs of Old Dunling. It is said that it was once the asset of a certain nobleman. After the nobleman went bankrupt, the land was reclaimed and finally fell into the hands of the Purge Agency.
Then this place became a warehouse-like place, filled with all kinds of strange but harmless things collected by the Purification Agency over the years. To Lorenzo, this place was like a strange museum, but he liked it very much. He had discovered a lot of good things during the few days he lived here.
Apart from Lorenzo and the three unlucky guys who were responsible for monitoring him, there were not many people living here. The rest of the manpower was maintained at the minimum level to ensure the operation of the castle.
Although Lorenzo was under quarantine and observation, these people were living like they were on vacation. Apart from Red Falcon writing a report on Lorenzo's physical condition every day, there was nothing serious to do in the day.