Old Dunling, Winchester Office.
I opened my eyes and it was a new day. The ceiling above my head was covered with colorful posters. Some were old from a few years ago, while others seemed to have been put up just yesterday.
Lorenzo stretched lazily. Perhaps he knew his goal. He was full of motivation to get up. He sat up from the bed with a somersault, threw the quilt aside, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and then got out of bed.
It has been a long time since he had such a feeling. Lorenzo was not sure whether to call it a sense of mission or something else. In short, he felt that his empty body was filled up and he saw a beacon of guidance in the confusing darkness.
I walked to the first floor, sat down on the familiar sofa, and looked forward. I could just see the vibrant world through the window.
In the dim light of the early morning, several children could be seen chasing and playing, with their parents following behind them, chatting and laughing. It was a beautiful scene, and Lorenzo's eyes were fixed on it. He had never experienced these and it was difficult to understand them, but it didn't matter. It reminded him of the end of yesterday's meeting.
In fact, after leaving the dark cemetery, Lorenzo still had some doubts. The queen said that she did not have any so-called courage, so where did she get the strength to make such a tiny resistance? This made Lorenzo feel that the queen was a little contradictory. He wanted to ask Arthur, but he saw such a scene before leaving.
In the empty underground grassland, the queen stood by the gate and watched the two leave, but when Lorenzo looked back at her, he saw the girl who had asked him the question before. She ran towards the queen joyfully. The two of them said something, which Lorenzo did not hear, but at that time he understood the queen's thoughts a little.
People may not be able to be brave for themselves, but sometimes they will step into the darkness for others.
It turns out that we are all hopeless mortals.
Thinking of this, Lorenzo picked up the nail sword and wiped it again. The next itinerary has been determined. Lorenzo will arrive at the Viking countries with the fleet, cross the Silent Sea and go to the end of the world.
The fleet had already assembled, but there seemed to be some problems to be dealt with. Lorenzo had some free time, but in this situation, it was difficult for him to relax. However, he didn't know what to do. He could only wipe the blade over and over again, polish it until it was shiny, and then put it aside.
Lorenzo remembered something and took out the holy silver crown from the pile of dirty clothes.
Playing with it casually in his hand, Lorenzo had some new ideas in his mind. In fact, the main threat he was facing now was not the doomsday in the prophecy, but the Silent Ones who kept the whole world silent. Those weird guys had no minds at all and acted completely in accordance with certain rules.
Now they are attracted by something and have no extra strength to clean up insiders like Lorenzo, but no one knows when they will relax, so the holy silver that can block the invasion of [Gap] is the most precious resource.
As Lorenzo gazed at the crown, new thoughts arose in his mind.
After going through so much, Lorenzo almost restored the connection between the demon hunters and the demons, discarding all the sacred decorations and leaving only one real principle after another. Whether it was secret blood or power, or even the weird [sublimation], the once vague world had become increasingly clear under his exploration.