Ember Gun

   Chapter 265 An Ordinary Day... Probably

  【It is meaningless, your existence is meaningless. 】

   A vague voice sounded, and the person said angrily.

  The old time was brought up again, and in a trance, you could see the hot red molten iron, the roar of machinery interlaced, and another voice sounded again at this moment.

  【What you do is in vain, ridiculous guy. 】

   Then countless ridicules sounded, swallowing him like sea water, he stretched out his hand forcefully, but couldn't grasp anything, he could only sink in it and sink to the deepest place.

Until the heavy fall on the ground, I woke up, opened my eyes, and saw the familiar gray-green ceiling. It may have been bright once, but as the owner grew and slumped, it faded and faded. , Turned into a look of deathly silence.

   Sieg rubbed his eyes, and after a long pause, he pulled the curtains beside the bed with his hands, so that the not-so-strong morning light slightly illuminates the room.

  This is the room he has lived in for many years. This is his home, although it is only a rental room.

  As he repeated many times in his daily life, he picked up the pillow cushion and sat up leaning against him, then reached out and picked up the newspaper that he hadn't finished reading yesterday.

Sieg is a person who is not very good at communication. He does not have many friends. It is difficult for the whole world to have any so-called intersection with him. Therefore, in order to prevent himself from being abandoned by the whole world, he likes to read the newspaper in the morning and care as much as possible. Take a look at this world.

Sometimes this behavior is like Lorenzo sitting on the side of the road. Lorenzo feels that watching pedestrians come and go makes him feel like he is part of the world, even if he is deceiving himself. In terms of grid, reading the newspaper can be considered this kind of behavior.

  The news is still the same. For example, because of the aging steam pipes, another explosion occurred in a certain block.

This kind of news basically comes every week. Old Dunling is built on a huge steam engine. Many steam pipes have been in use for a long time. Because of the large number, the official can only maintain those important lines on a daily basis. No maintenance, often exploded.

In fact, not only Sieg, the residents of Old Dunling have long been accustomed to this. At first, everyone saw the manhole cover collapsed, and the overflowing high-temperature steam would scream again and again. Now it is just like ordinary life. The phenomenon is the same, no wonder.

  Looking down, followed by news about recent visits by missions.

The delegations of the Viking nations also arrived a few days ago. Those who came here seemed to be hundreds of years ago. They were dressed in animal skins and leather, with long beards and mottled hatchets on their waists. Different from Inervig's modern times, they carry primitive and wild power.

  The black-and-white picture shows how they looked when they arrived. They were aggressive, and they seemed to be attacking this land more than they were visiting.

  At this point, most of the missions have all arrived in Old Dunling. They are discussing interests and politics with Queen Victoria, but those are temporarily not published in newspapers.

  At this time, a small voice sounded, and someone could faintly hear someone's breath.

  Sig raised his head and glanced at the wall at the other end of the room, and after that was Lorenzo's room.

  Although she has been a roommate with Lorenzo for so long, Sieg has never told Lorenzo that the soundproofing of the room is actually very poor, and Sieg can always hear some strange noises in his room.

For example, weird conversations, about the dukes, about the Xiacheng, about the weird gloom, of course, Sieg can only hear the vague content, and he doesn't know more specifically, and there is the sound of being loaded from time to time. Unsheathed with a sword blade.

In the early days, Sieg’s fear was not only that he always came back covered in blood, but Sieg was worried that one day Lorenzo would run away and a group of thugs would break in to find himself to settle accounts. After all, he was just a mechanic, the only attack The sexual thing is the wrench under the bed.

  The voice in the next room sank again, and not knowing what Lorenzo was doing, Sieg returned to the newspaper and continued reading.

Workers' protests broke out again in the factory under the name of the Duke of Salicardo, but this only occupied a corner of the newspaper. It was more of the Duke of Salicardo’s propaganda of his own industry. He has officially entered the civilian airship industry, and Several civilian airships are about to be completed.

According to the newspaper, the civilian airship will also be integrated into the snake system in the atrium, and the route of this civilian airship will be preliminarily determined. This will be the first long-distance airship to fly away from Inervig, and it will go south. , Crossed the Shiraito Strait and arrived at the Kingdom of Bethr on the north side of the Holy Gospel Papal Kingdom.

  There will be a node of trade between Inervig and the Holy Evangelical Papal State, and it will also be the first in-depth exchange between the two countries.

  These are probably all the contents of the newspaper, but after reading these, Sieg's eyes still can't help but look at those protesting workers again.

  The familiar name appeared on the black-and-white newspaper. Sieg lost consciousness for a while, and then threw the newspaper aside.

  That was the factory where Sieg had worked before. After he had learned something, he kept working there until he was fired because of hallucinogens. I didn’t expect Sieg to see this again in this way after so long.

  Get up from the bed, repeat the actions that I did not know many times, brush my teeth and wash my face, and then make a friendly smile in the mirror as much as possible, so that the stiff face is slightly relieved.

Immediately after he opened the door, Sig could smell the aroma of the food. Mrs. Van Lud had already prepared breakfast downstairs. At this time, the door on the other side was also pushed open. Lorenzo was wearing a white wash. Walked out of her pajamas.

The rare leisure in the past few days... In fact, it is not considered leisure. Lorenzo still has a lot of things to do, such as Fei Lengcui’s mission, Shermans in exile... There are too many things waiting. He, let alone the Temple of Silence, the secret of the new pope.

  But Lorenzo is also a human being. If he is a human, he will get tired.

  After driving the Black Angel, he couldn't count the reasons. He felt inexplicably tired. Even today, he became unmotivated. If Lorenzo suddenly wanted to take a good day off.

   "Yo, morning."

   Seeing Sieg on the side, Lorenzo took the initiative to say hello.

   Lorenzo would not do this before. He knew that Sieg was afraid of himself, but from yesterday’s conversation, Sigg’s mutual assistance would be effective, and this guy rarely became cheerful.

"morning……"

  I could see that Sieg was still a little resistant, but he still forced himself hard, forcing himself to be "cheerful", but Lorenzo didn't pay attention to this, and he walked downstairs.

After becoming an external detective in the Suaran Hall, coupled with the previous hard work, Lorenzo has allocated a lot of money from the cleaning agency. Although it is not a windfall, after he subsidized the orphans to pay the rent and daily life, Lorenzo still There is a lot of money left.

  The remaining money was used by Lorenzo to improve his life. Although the demon hunter can accept a hard life, it is still a bit stupid to create difficulties for himself without difficulty.

  The result of the improvement in life is that Mrs. Van Lud is willing to prepare three meals for Lorenzo, provided that Lorenzo can catch up.

  Think about it, you are fighting to the death with all kinds of monsters and monsters outside. After the weather and pain, you stagger open the door, someone carefully prepares dinner for you.

  Lorenzo immediately shed tears, and hugged this kind but irritable landlady, but she didn't like it very much.

   "Lorenzo, don't you need to go out today?"

Mrs. Van Lud, who was busy in the kitchen, glanced at the living room. Normally, Lorenzo would have a simple breakfast, and then hurried out to leave. But today Lorenzo was wearing pajamas and lying lazily on the sofa with his meal. plate.

"Rest today."

  Lorenzo replied, it may be a sequelae of the [interval] shuttle, even after sleeping all night, Lorenzo still feels mentally exhausted.

   she asked curiously.

   "Your business... also have holidays?"

  Although Lorenzo said he was a detective, after living together for so long, Mrs. Van Lud did not believe his nonsense.

  "I gave myself a vacation."

  Lorenzo said that this is the advantage of freelancers. If you want to take a break, you can rest. Of course, you may sometimes be called a vagrant.

  Mrs. Van Lud went to the living room with the remaining dishes, and then shouted at Lorenzo.

   "Eat at the table!"

  The roar was loud, this old thing was so staid, Lorenzo had to sigh helplessly, got up from the sofa, and walked obediently to the table with the dinner plate.

  Sieg was already in place, eating quietly. Although there was no verbal conversation, he knew what seasoning Mrs. Fanrude needed, and he passed it to her on the other side as if he knew in advance.

  Lorenzo bit the spoon and looked at the two interacting, with a strange idea.

  "Sig, how long have you lived here?"

  Lorenzo asked suddenly.

  Sig was startled. He didn't expect Lorenzo to ask this question suddenly. He wanted to answer, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

  Instead, Mrs. Van Lud, who was on the side, replied after a short period of thought.

   "It should be almost ten years ago. I remember that when Sig came, he was just a little higher than the table."

   She said with a smile, and at the same time compared her hand to the height of the table.

  Lorenzo responded and nodded.

   "It's been a long time..."

Just like mother and son, maybe Madame Van Lud thought the same way. This lonely and grumpy old lady, although she often told Lorenzo about her interesting and somewhat horrifying love history, she never mentioned it. Lorenzo is also very fascinating about her partner's ending, and has never asked about it.

But it may be the empathy of human beings. Sometimes, looking at Madame Van Lud’s lonely appearance, she also feels sad. This old lady who used to be an air cavalry is much stronger than ordinary people, but it’s not that she can tolerate the sadness. Reason.

   may also be human instinct for self-help. She felt sad. She needed a spiritual sustenance. Even if she talked with her, it made the house more angry, so she took in the young Sieg at that time.

   "You guys eat quickly, I can clean up after eating."

  Mrs. Van Lud said while eating.

   "What's the matter in such a hurry?" Lorenzo picked up today's newspaper from the door and asked casually.

   "Go and see Seleu."

  Mrs. Van Lud said, but when she raised her head, she saw Lorenzo’s strange look in her eyes.

  This... This old lady is very bothered. She has a godson and wants a goddaughter.

   "Ahem."

  Lorenzo coughed a few times and pretended to be normal, but he couldn't say that.

  As usual early in the morning, Lorenzo handed the newspaper to Mrs. Van Lud.

  Human class nature will always be reflected in some weird places, such as the main seat and the second seat, and the daily newspaper. In order to reflect the leading position in the family, Mrs.

  The sleeping city gradually woke up. Pedestrians appeared on the streets, horse-drawn carriages galloped, and thick steam surged.

Everything was so peaceful, Lorenzo even felt a little spiritually relieved. There were no demons, no fights, and no people carrying black boxes suddenly knocked on the door, and then said to himself "Lorenzo Huo Mr. Elmers, the world is at a critical juncture now, and we need you" this strange start.

so good.

   glanced at Mrs. Van Lud, and then at Sig, harmoniously like a badly criticized family drama.

   "Huh? Really fast, the civilian airship will be put into use soon."

  Ms. Van Lud said expectantly.

   "Why, do you really want to go?" Lorenzo asked.

   "Of course, I am an air cavalry. I spent the first half of my life in the sky." Mrs. Fanlude rarely showed a love for one thing.

   "I have never boarded the airship since I retired. I really want to go again."

   Sieg put down his knife and fork, and raised his head, "Is it the one of the Duke of Salicardo?"

   "Yes, there are actually quite a few competing, but the Duke of Salicardo seems to be making the fastest progress... They have already started naming the first civilian airship." Mrs. Van Lud said.

  Lorenzo lazily stretched his waist, and then said, "I'm done!"

  Looking at Mrs. Van Lud, who was holding the newspaper, Lorenzo then asked.

   "What is it called? The great Salicardo?"

   "How is it possible? They said that this is a very memorable airship. It will arrive at Bessell from Inervig and establish a stable trade in Bessell, serving as a node with the Holy Gospel Papal State."

   "It is indeed quite memorable." Lorenzo said.

  "His designer happened to be from Bethel, and the official handed over the naming rights to him. He said that he always missed his childhood playing under the waterfall and planned to name it after his hometown."

  Listening to Mrs. Van Lud's words, Lorenzo picked up the fork and flicked his teeth.

   "So what?" he asked lazily.

   "Leichenbach...this is its name."

   "Leichenbach? Sounds good."

  Lorenzo replied briefly, tilting his chair, and shaking the fork in his hand.

  At this time, the door bell suddenly rang, calling Lorenzo back, who was wandering beyond the sky. He looked a little nervously at the dark shadows outside the doors and windows, hoping that his rare rest would not be disturbed by some strange guys.

  (End of this chapter)