Walking on the street, Lorenzo hummed a strange tune and glanced back and forth between the cities.

Old Dunling is also changing. After the previous war in the city, many buildings were destroyed. Although they were subsequently rebuilt, many people were still homeless. They gathered in various temporary settlements to spend time together.

This is a somewhat difficult birthday for God.

You can see many erected tripods and broken ruins on the streets, but the citizens seem to be used to all this, living and moving forward on the ruins.

Lorenzo could clearly feel the vitality of this city, which was trying to revive from decay, like weeds growing tenaciously from the gaps between the bricks and stones.

"Ah...because who came?"

Lorenzo tried to recall the battle, but due to the influence of the antimeme, his memory became riddled with holes. For a while, he actually remembered the name of the powerful enemy.

But soon Lorenzo stopped worrying about these things, everything turned into dust, and looking back became meaningless.

He walked leisurely and walked through familiar roads. Lorenzo was not in a hurry to go home. He wanted to see more of the city. Although his body was a little tired and his knees were aching, he still stubbornly leaned on his arm.

Crutches, moving forward step by step.

When you raise your head, you can see the iron whales swimming among the clouds. Their surfaces are covered with a thick layer of frost, like giant whales breaking through the ice, raising waves of water and turning into snow dust all over the sky.

fall.

Looking down, you can see the dilapidated Dunling Tower. This towering giant tower is also gradually healing, and this time, it will take on new responsibilities.

The darkness is exiled, and the curse of knowledge no longer exists. This time the Dunling Project will be restarted, with Nicholas in charge. A new Dunling will be built on the ruins, and the roaring thunder will replace the blazing steam.

Lorenzo can't wait to see that day, he will be amazed.

The knowledge stored underground in the Platinum Palace will also be gradually used, but it will be supervised by the builders of the country, and this knowledge will be gradually released to steadily advance the process of the times to avoid chaos and disputes caused by the explosive growth of technology.

Thinking of this knowledge, Lorenzo couldn't help but look to the north. On that distant frozen land, there were some people who could be considered friends.

Lorenzo estimated that the monsters wandering in the Silent Sea will also usher in true peace. After that, the threat of the Silent Sea will be greatly reduced, and the channel to the end of the world will be opened up again.

And then...the end of the world.

Lorenzo tried hard to recall that mysterious land, with its numerous black obelisks, as if they had come from eternity.

The first thing he thought of was the epidemic doctor. With the road to sublimation cut off, this pursuer of truth may be heading for real death, along with the secret keeper. However, Lorenzo felt that because of the special nature of the shelter, he said

Maybe the epidemic doctor can survive for a while, after all, forgetting is gradual.

The Unspeakable One has had too profound an influence on the world, and has "distorted" the "normality" of the world. Now as it is exiled, the world is gradually being "corrected". This will take a long time, and it will also give those who

The demons that remain in the world will definitely survive for a while.

Just like Lorenzo.

The secret blood in the body has not completely decayed. They will be annihilated little by little as time goes by. Just like the world's memory of darkness, time will cover up everything. Whether it is a nightmare or a carnival, it will turn into something as time goes by.

A land of loess.

Lorenzo was worried about this before, but he soon felt relieved.

No one knows what he has forgotten, just as he does not know when he will completely forget it. All he can do is accept it calmly and start a new life.

"But I think... I will try my best to remember you until everything is gone."

Lorenzo said to the cold wind, and the words were picked up and carried to the distance.

He stopped walking, and the feeling of fatigue in his body became more clear. Lorenzo wouldn't even sweat if he did this kind of exercise, but now he was out of breath.

"Are mortals so cowardly?"

Lorenzo sighed with emotion, but he didn't think it was too bad. Because he was so cowardly, every beautiful thing seemed precious to him.

What to do after Christmas Day?

Lorenzo has a divergent mind and likes to think about random things while walking.

Soon, Lorenzo thought of what to do. He took a vacation and enjoyed life. When spring came, he would exercise and start rehabilitation. Although he could not become as powerful as a demon hunter, he would at least be as powerful as an ordinary person.

almost.

I vaguely remember a conversation with Seliu one day. The builders of the country are planning to form a new fleet after the war is mediated to explore the end of the world and retrieve the sealed history and knowledge.

Lorenzo is going to sign up for that fleet. As a former demon hunter and explorer of the end of the world, he feels that he is qualified to join this fleet. As for the dangers, he doesn’t have to worry too much. The only thing that needs to be paid attention to is

Antimemetic.

Thinking of this, he was a little anxious, and he didn't know whether the epidemic doctor was dead or alive, or whether he could hold on until they arrived.

In fact, Lorenzo didn't care much about the life and death of the Epidemic Doctor. He mainly wanted to tell the good news that Darkness was exiled and let him enter a true sleep. If possible, he would tell the Epidemic Doctor again by the way.

,The Death of Lawrence.

Lawrence didn't have much contact with the world, and he didn't have many friends. If he really wanted to have one, Lorenzo racked his brains and could only think of an epidemic doctor.

But...it's finally over.

Every time he thought about this, Lorenzo had an illusory feeling, as if all this was fake and just an extremely real dream.

But if you really want to choose a way to die, drowning in a sweet dream like this is not bad.

In this way, Lorenzo was wandering the streets while thinking wildly. From time to time he would sit on a bench to rest, eat a few bites of cake, or turn into an alley to play with the stray cats. I don’t know who kind-hearted people built them for them.

With the nest in place, these little guys also have a place to shelter from the wind and rain in winter.

He was like a retired old man, wandering aimlessly until dusk.

Standing in front of the office door, the signboard on the side had long been rusty due to lack of maintenance. There was a faint light in the room, and figures were moving around. Lorenzo stopped for a long time, then plucked up the courage to leave.

Got in.

Opening the door, warmth and aroma hit your face.

"Yo! Good morning, everyone!"

Lorenzo waved with a strange greeting.

The guests who had already arrived turned their heads and responded with different eyes and expressions.

"It's already night!"

Eve leaned aside and shouted to Lorenzo.

"Looks like you're in good spirits!"

This was Sa Liangxi. He and Shao Liangye were sitting together, holding wine glasses in their hands. The liquid inside was of complex colors. Lorenzo guessed that it was "randomness".

"You are not missing."

It was Hercule who said this. This guy poked his head out of the kitchen. In the corner were piles of drinks brought from the tavern. There was also a big mouse nesting there tremblingly, as if he was afraid of being discovered by someone.

Look.

There were strong snores in the room. Lorenzo followed the sound and saw that an old guy was sleeping on the sofa next to the fireplace. He smelled of alcohol and he didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

"What's wrong with him?" Lorenzo asked.

"I don't know, it was brought back by Seliu. It seems he has been hungover all night and hasn't woken up yet," Eve replied.

This is indeed something Oscar can do. He will always have a hangover for various reasons, including dozens of strange anniversaries.

"You guys are so early."

Putting Oscar aside and looking at the others, Lorenzo was a little surprised. There were more guests than he expected, and they came earlier. He thought they would arrive after dark, but now the living room has become crowded.

"What's wrong? You look confused."

Eve came over and waved to Lorenzo, calling him back from his thoughts.

"No...it's nothing. I always thought the office was quite big, but it turns out it's not much bigger at all."

Lorenzo glanced around the living room.

"Maybe you have too many friends." Eve patted Lorenzo.

"What about the rest?"

Lorenzo asked, there were still a few familiar faces missing.

"Shrike and Kestrel should still be working overtime and will arrive later. Robin has gone home to spend time with his family. Blue Jade and the others have their own friends... As for Seleu, she came back not long ago and should be sleeping upstairs.

, it seems that the Duke’s work is also very tiring.”

Speaking of this, Eve sighed. As Arthur's daughter, she will also become a duke in the future.

"What? Are you afraid of trouble? You didn't have this attitude before." Lorenzo teased.

"Ah... I used to think that only by becoming a duke can I get rid of the shackles of others and become free. But when you become a duke, you will indeed have freedom, but you will also have greater constraints."

Eve thought for a while and blessed her heartily.

"I hope Arthur can live a few more years, preferably a few more decades."

Lorenzo had a complicated expression. It was obviously a good blessing, but when it came out of Eve's mouth, it didn't taste right, and he couldn't say anything to refute it.

Walking indoors and up the stairs, Lorenzo opened the door. In the dim room, he could hear gentle breathing. When he walked to the bed, he saw a small figure nestled in the corner of the bed.

Lorenzo paused for a long time. He did not wake up Seleu. Instead, he walked to the table and sat on a chair. He looked out the window from time to time, wrote something in his diary from time to time, or looked at the sleeping Seleu.

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To be continued...