How could he say such words? Regardless of whether all this involves intelligence about the Demon.
His heart couldn’t help but feel a twinge of conflict. If not for Lorenzo’s reason, Bola really didn’t want to appear here, but he had no choice. Maybe this old lady knows so information about Lorenzo’s disappearance, but at the mont, she seems to be a complete outsider who knows nothing.
"I’m not sure."
"Really..."
"Then I should go, goodbye."
Bola nodded to Mrs. Van Rudd, he didn’t want to ask anything else, just wanted to leave here quickly, he didn’t understand what happened between the landlord and the tenant, he just felt that the atmosphere made him feel extrely tornted.
Mrs. Van Rudd said nothing more. In fact, she had a premonition during that heavy rain, the unusual Hig, the serious Lorenzo, she wanted to ask what happened, but after the two left the house, they never ca back.
She was very old, but she wasn’t stupid. She waited for a month, and no one ca back. As if accepting all this, Mrs. Van Rudd just wanted to leave this city quickly.
She had thought about the scene of the farewell, only she didn’t expect it to be this way, so abrupt that she didn’t realize they had already parted until a month later.
The lodious sound of a steam whistle ca from the horizon, and at the sa ti, footsteps sounded, a man ca over and sat on the bench, leaning towards Mrs. Van Rudd.
She turned her head and looked at that slightly annoying face.
"You’re not dead yet."
"Almost dead, fortunately, I’m strong and healthy, wouldn’t you say?"
Lorenzo smiled at her, showing off his muscles as he spoke, but his arms were wrapped in clothes, and nothing could be seen.
"So what happened during this month."
Mrs. Van Rudd was not surprised by Lorenzo’s appearance. On the contrary, she was a little disappointed. In her view, Lorenzo might appear in so extrely cool way, after all, this fits his sowhat narcissistic personality, but this ti his appearance was too diocre, simply a negative score.
"Quite a lot, killed so damn guys, then went out for a walk, cleared my head, thought about life."
As Lorenzo spoke, he suddenly rembered sothing and asked.
"So are you retiring?"
"You’re a detective, don’t ask such stupid questions, okay?" Mrs. Van Rudd said unceremoniously.
This made Lorenzo a little embarrassed. Indeed, he just didn’t know what to say, so he rambled on with sothing useless.
He returned early to 121A Cork Street, but the door was locked, and the furniture inside was covered with dust-protecting white cloths, while Mrs. Van Rudd’s clothes had all disappeared.
Lorenzo naturally tracked her down to here, then found her preparing to leave, as Mrs. Van Rudd had ntioned her plans for afterward, Lorenzo was very clear about it.
"So how was your month of disappearance?"
Mrs. Van Rudd asked again.
Lorenzo fell silent, a bit hesitant, but eventually, he awkwardly smiled, sowhat helplessly saying.
"Terrible."
Mrs. Van Rudd said nothing more. Usually, their conversations had so nonsense and humorous elents, just like codians on stage, talking about so uninteresting things together.
But this ti neither of them could laugh, everyone vaguely sensed bad things, but no one wanted to speak them out, as if it were a dreadful wish, if spoken, this dreadful wish would co true.
"So, where’s Hig?"
In the end, Mrs. Van Rudd asked.
The train appeared at the horizon, spewing billowing steam, it began to slow down and headed towards the station platform.
"He went back to the place he always longed for, that seaside town. Because he was so happy, he didn’t have ti to say goodbye to you, bought himself a ticket, and just left."
Lorenzo lit a cigarette for himself, talking nonsense.
"Is he happy?"
"I’m not sure."
"Is ho far?"
"It seems a bit far, so far that maybe he will never be seen again."
"How did he die?"
"I don’t want to recall these anymore."
The atmosphere fell silent, under the warm sunlight, it was like an icehouse here.
After that storm, Lorenzo found his true self and that true authority. In this long month, he did many things, including the use of Authority·Gabriel.
This is a wonderful authority. Generally speaking, authority needs to be directed and triggered through the alchemy matrix on a Demon Hunter’s body, but Authority·Gabriel is different. Lorenzo clearly carries the alchemy matrix directed as Authority·danzo, but he can still use this mysterious authority.
This is a different authority, a deliberately forgotten authority, the understanding of it still needs Lorenzo to explore slowly, and with the help of this authority, Lorenzo traversed through the [Gap], easily invading the Purification chanism and obtaining intelligence about the subsequent series of events.
"Sorry, I brought trouble back ho."
After a while, Lorenzo said in a low voice.
Though he never said it, Lorenzo cherished this part of life where he could be a "normal person", live like a normal person, have a landlord with a strange temper, a weird roommate, sotis have a late-night snack together, celebrate a holiday.
Lorenzo treasured these, so he never brought any trouble ho, this was his first mistake, and it would be his last.
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