Ember Gun

  Chapter 165 Legacy

  Rendona Port.

As the largest port with the longest history in Inervig, Rendona Port has many stories. It can be said that during the Glorious War, it was captured by Gallunaro. When the counterattack began, it became the Royal Fleet. After the advent of the peaceful era, it became the largest export port of Inervig, and tens of thousands of foreigners came here every day.

  Countless big ships are moored in the harbor, and sailors are busy among them.

This is like a miniature of the world. You can see people from all over the world. Some merchants will take out some unique specialties and sell them on the crowded streets. Some people will play special musical instruments. The sound echoes that have never been heard before. .

  Seagulls hover in the sky, which is completely different from the old Dunling.

  In an unobtrusive corner, two new visitors arrived here, raised their heads, and admired the metal creation.

   "So this is our next base?"

  The mirror on the beak mask reflected the dark shadow, and the epidemiologist looked at the rusty ship with some suspicion.

  Compared with other big ships moored here, this steamship can be called bleak. Other steamships are like glamorous girls, and it is a tramp who has just crawled out of the lower city.

  The Epidemic Doctor saw this ship. After the Epidemic Doctor took away the sacred coffin, it was this ship that fished himself out of the sea, but now this ship is much more worn than when the Epidemic Doctor first saw it.

  As if it had been baptized, somebody brutally destroyed it.

If it weren’t for Master Lawrence’s affirmation, he even wondered if the big ship had just been salvaged from the bottom of the sea. The text on the hull had been worn away with time, and the deck was also in tatters. If you set sail at night, you might be mistaken. Thought it was a ghost ship.

"Yes."

  Master Lawrence affirmed again, and then boarded the ship with the epidemic doctor.

  "Don't look at it's worn-out appearance. In fact, this is the latest steamboat. It's just that some tricks were made to keep it close to the coast."

  Hand brushing the steel guardrail, the rust is the effect of temporary use of chemical agents, otherwise it is difficult for this new-style steam ship to escape the scrutiny of Inervig and enter this sea area.

In the glorious war with Gallunaro, Inverweg’s naval power was exceptionally advanced and powerful. The Royal Fleet once moored in the Shiraito Strait and fired directly on the coastline of Gallunaro with its huge artillery. They directly destroyed their coastal defenses, and now if they encounter the Royal Fleet's artillery bombardment on the ocean, this ship will not last long.

  Master Lawrence may be able to survive. With the power of the Holy Grail, he can swim to the shore if lucky. The question is just how long to swim.

  The things in the boat can’t swim, and Master Lawrence’s time has been spent too long for these things.

  He is very old, so old that Master Lawrence is not confident about how much time he has. Of course, if that thing can be successful, he will usher in a new life.

   "Let's go to the epidemic doctor, there will be things you are interested in."

   seemed to be promising some mysterious gift, and Master Lawrence pushed open the hatch as he said, a breeze wafted in the darkness, with a **** smell.

   "What am I interested in?"

  The epidemic doctor really became interested when he heard this. There were not many things in this world that could interest him. He looked at the darkness under the stairs and walked on without hesitation.

  He is not worried about what Master Lawrence will murder him. After all, they are similar people. The Epidemic Doctor knows what Master Lawrence wants. Of course, the premise of all this is that the Epidemic Doctor also has the power to make him confident.

  This is a long cooperation. He and Master Lawrence are equal. The wolf will not be equal to the lamb unless the other party is also a wolf.

  As it drops, the temperature gradually decreases, as if entering a cold storage room. Through the dim light, the epidemic doctor can see that the inside is very tidy and completely different from the outside.

  As Master Lawrence said, appearance is just a disguise.

The first floor looks like a warehouse, filled with goods, most of which are sealed, with an unknown atmosphere, and at the other end are some living supplies. From that scale, it is enough for dozens of people to persist at sea. For a long time.

   "It looks like your assets are sufficient."

  The epidemic doctor pointed at the supplies, and then looked at Master Lawrence.

  Such a large amount of resources requires not only money, but also certain channels.

Although    is a mysterious epidemic doctor, he has knowledge in his mind that mortals cannot bear, but the real life of the epidemic doctor is quite miserable.

  Have lofty ideals in his heart, but ideals generally require money.

  The prerequisite for achieving an ideal is to prevent yourself from starving to death, otherwise it is not an ideal, but a delusion.

  For the epidemic doctor, eating enough is not a problem. The real difficulty is that he does not have enough funds to maintain his research.

   "This should be a lot of money."

   "I have lived a long time, it is not a problem to deposit a little bit."

  The old man smiled. During the long years, there was enough time for Master Lawrence to prepare and prepare everything he needed.

  "I'm afraid your deposit can't support these? Some rewards?"

The epidemic doctor asked, when he has no money, he will offer some rewards. Of course, if the conditions are OK, he will also grab a bank or something, which is enough to meet his needs in the short term, but the research is long-term, and half of the research is done. Robbing money greatly slowed the progress of his scientific research.

   "No, I'm just prepared."

  Said Master Lawrence opened a sealed box, which contained nail swords, neatly placed nail swords.

  "The identity of the cardinal can bring a lot of convenience to me. You have to know that in Feilengcui, as long as you have enough money, the priests can forgive your sins on behalf of God."

   "It sounds ironic."

The sharp cold light illuminates the epidemic doctor's mask, and he looked at the supplies again. They must have been accumulated by the Master Lawrence for a long time... It seems that his betrayal on the night of Saint's Night was premeditated, not temporary. Rise.

   "It is true."

  He said.

   "At the time of the Gospel Church, although the blood secret technology was mature, we still did not give up the development of technology. With the funding of the Medici family, many research secrets that could not be made public were carried out."

At that time, the Gospel Church still had a very high influence in the Western world. In the long development, the church and the family continued to merge, and in the end, regardless of each other, carefully check the famous families, you will find that there are several bishops and even popes. Out of it.

  “Those common people will pay expensive money to have their families buried in the church cemetery, but they don’t know that the corpses will be excavated and transported away and then added to new research.”

  "According to the doctrine, it is blasphemy to dissect the dead, but under the sacred church, there are corpses that have been dismembered."

   Master Lawrence closed the box and pressed the switch, the dim light illuminates the remaining dark part.

   "Faith is really an efficient money-giving machine, but I am no longer a cardinal. These assets are used a little less."

  In order to show their loyalty to God, many large families are willing to exchange a high price for the pope’s smile.

  Looking at the supplies, the epidemic doctor couldn't help but be stunned.

   "In other words, if necessary, do we want to grab a bank?"

   "No need, epidemic doctor."

  Master Lawrence opened the door down.

   "There will always be people who want to fund our great cause, not to mention that the two of us are still short of manpower."

No matter how powerful the Master Lawrence and the Epidemic Doctor are, their numbers are still too small, there is no backup supply, no logistics line to support them, just like two wanted desperadoes, fighting and avoiding until death. At the end of an uninhabited alley.

   "Are there newcomers joining?"

   There was a cheerful voice under the mask, and the epidemic doctor was a little curious about what kind of monsters would join the dead ship.

   "Probably, I have already got on the line with those survivors. I give them the power to counter the firecrackers. They work for me. By the way, I can also experiment with the power of the new secret blood. This is very suitable."

  He spoke out his conspiracy casually.

   "Those survivors?"

  The epidemic doctor has also heard of the survivors in the south, but I didn’t expect that Master Lawrence would contact them.

  "They are well controlled. They do not belong to Inervig and are not recognized by Gallunaro. They are people caught in two worlds, living in a poor gap...like a demon hunter."

   is not a monster, but different from human beings.

   "I have planned these... for a long time, so long that sometimes I can't help but sigh when I think about it, all this has been so long."

  The Dean Lawrence in the front said lightly that he is also a goal-driven person, and sometimes he even abandons the concept of being a “person” for the goal and sinks into it completely.

  "I spent a long time preparing these secretly, but...there is always a difference between people, just like the so-called talent."

  Master Lawrence stopped and looked back at the epidemic doctor, with a bit of envy in his eyes.

   "I may be exceptionally talented in hunting demons. After all, I have become a patriarch."

  He said with a little smile.

   "But I still think that you are better for the epidemic. My talent is really nothing compared to yours."

   "My talent?"

  The epidemiologist should all be complimenting himself, but this abruptly complimenting himself makes the epidemiologist a little confused.

   "Yes, your biological ‘talent’."

  Master Lawrence continued.

   "I am a fighter at best. I can change a battle, a war, but I can't change the world."

   looked down at the skin that was old due to time, his voice was somewhat pessimistic.

  "How long can I fight? It's been a hundred years, but with my death all these will come to nothing, but a scholar like you is different."

   "Although you are different from normal scholars."

   "But even if you die, your research will continue to pass on and continue to change the world."

  Listening to the roar that faintly echoed in the cabin, Master Lawrence confided.

   "Like the man who invented the steam engine, he has been dead for too long, but his research is still changing the world to this day."

  "Swords and armor were replaced by machinery and steam. Steamships, which were several times faster than sailing ships, opened up new seas. Railways connected every city and shortened the distance of the world under the feet of mankind."

   "If the world is a sophisticated machine, then he has pressed the accelerator key for the world... I am a person who can really feel this, epidemic doctor."

The muddy eyes are full of reminiscences of the past. Master Lawrence has lived for too long. When he was young, the Western world was still under the control of the Gospel Church. At that time, the steam engine was just a sketch of the imagination. It is the sword in the knight's hand that decides everything.

He is a ghost from a hundred years ago. His life runs through two eras. Sometimes when he closes his eyes, Master Lawrence can still dream of returning to the age of iron and horses, but he opens his eyes and the gloomy sky is cruising mechanically. monster.

  Looking forward to the age of death and welcoming the age of birth.

Listening to Master Lawrence’s undisguised praise, the Epidemiologist was a little taken aback. He suddenly felt a strange sense of sadness in Master Lawrence’s body. For the sadness of life, he lived for too long and tried his best. Went to swing the sword, but still failed to leave his mark in the torrent of that era.

   "It’s not a good thing to live too long, right?"

   asked the epidemic doctor.

   "Almost, if there is a god, death is its greatest gift."

  Master Lawrence said quietly.

  “Of course it’s not the time to accept this gift. If I can, I want to live longer, at least until my ideal is fulfilled.”

  Along with the descent, a gate blocked the way for the two of them, and the epidemic doctor could clearly see the shallow frost on the gate, as if it was sealed in the winter.

   "Forget it, this is the end of the nostalgia."

  Master Lawrence turned his head, his eyes full of trust.

   "Peptide doctor, it's time to show your talent."

   As he said, he opened the door. The isolated iron door was not big, but it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Master Lawrence pushed it very slowly until the cold air blew on his face.

   "I really don't have any talent for the research of this kind of organism. Even after so long, it's just standing still."

  Master Lawrence showed the real wealth and real assets to the epidemic doctor.

   "Now it belongs to you."

  The epidemic doctor's voice trembled a little. Of course he knew what these things were in front of him, but he didn't expect to be so mature.

  Someone has the same idea as himself, he has already achieved this step, and now it is only for the epidemic doctor to really push him up.

   "Is this... also one of your preparations?"

  He looked at Master Lawrence, this familiar figure was blurred by mystery for the first time.

  The epidemic doctor is excited and vigilant.

"Do not."

  Master Lawrence denied.

  "This is the ‘preparation’ of the Demon Hunting Order."

   "Its legacy."

  (End of this chapter)