Chapter 190 The Human Being

  The space in the cabin is not too large, and as the course Dawn advances, the whole body shakes slightly.

It seems that these people don’t care about the comfort of this war machine, the air is filled with a faint smell of oil, the light above the head flashes briefly, and the monotonous ticking sound keeps ringing. It is the cover placed in the cabin. Leather counter, its indicator is stable, glowing with a steady emerald green.

  Seleu sat in the corner, because Kestrel was too bumpy to help her fasten her seat belt.

  She doesn't look very good, or very bad, with a blank face, staring at the things in the center of the cabin.

It was a cargo platform, which was locked in place by a leather belt to prevent sliding. There was a person lying on it, wearing a coat and restraint clothes on his body. He fell asleep, and the whole person shrank. Became the appearance of a worm egg.

After a period of vigilant observation, Arthur confirmed Lorenzo’s coma and transferred him to the Sailing Dawn. In fact, according to everything that was so weird before, the safest way is to notify Shrike to have another shelling. The resurrected guy looked extremely dangerous in every way.

But after a brief psychological struggle, Arthur gave up this idea. What happened to Lorenzo was a strange unknown to them, and the best way to deal with the unknown is to accept it, understand it, and transform the unknown. Is known. The categorical destruction of the unknown is only an escape.

There was another person in the cabin, the Kestrel sitting on the other side holding the preheated aluminum thermal rifle. Originally, according to the containment procedure of the cleaning agency, there should be a circle of hunks guarding Lorenzo, at least dozens of aluminum. The heat rifle was pointed at him, and if it was abnormal, he had to make sure that he could cast this neuropathy into a statue in the first place.

  But... this is obviously unreliable for this mysterious neurosis. The horrible shelling and crude oil explosion just failed to kill him, let alone these ridiculous aluminum thermal rifles.

So there is only one Kestrel. Although he has a little trust in this demon hunter, but seeing all the horror just now, Kestrel still feels that it is better to bring a weapon, although it is not sure whether this thing can fight Lorenzo, But at least it can make yourself feel more at ease.

"How are you?"

  Except for the roar of the engine, the cabin was calm to death. The Kestrel really couldn't bear the **** calm, and spoke to Seleu on the side.

   "It's... it's okay."

   Seleuc replied in a low voice, her brain still a little down, so many things happened in an instant, the girl's world was torn apart and reorganized several times.

  Everyone needs to talk, and the sudden conversation made the solemn atmosphere relax a bit.

   "I have never seen Lorenzo like this."

   she said.

   "What kind? I see a lot of this kind of peerless macho state... You don't know how exciting it feels when you meet him in the tide of monsters."

  Kestrel remembered the glorious train full of demons when he first saw Lorenzo, and the demon hunter choked the tide of death with just one person.

   "To be honest, with this neurosis around, sometimes the sense of security is simply overwhelming."

  Seleu felt a little surprised, and then she said.

   "It seems that you are very familiar. He never tells me this. Sometimes I don't even know what he is thinking."

  Kestrel's eyes changed slightly, and he realized something.

  "This is normal. After all, we are fighting demons and avoid bringing innocent people into the water. We will try to reduce our communication with ordinary people as much as possible."

   "You have also seen it, it is clear that the demon is far from your world, but because of Lorenzo, you have been involved in such a terrible event."

  As if recalling something, Kestrel continued to speak.

   "In fact, this is the case. Since I entered this business, I have been like an autistic child, without a normal social circle, and no friends... In fact, everyone is just like us."

  "Don’t you feel... sad?"

  Seleu asked without understanding.

  "But because of the contact with us, the friend is targeted by the monster, which will only make people more sad.

  Rather than losing, it’s better not to have it in the first place. "

  Kestrel answered calmly.

  "If you do this, you will always lose something, such as a normal life, just get used to it."

   "But it still sounds stupid."

  Seleuc still didn’t understand, this feeling of giving in vain, they are unknown, they are dark walls, even if they die, they will not be recorded.

   "It's like what, dying for righteousness?"

  Kestrel asked, and he nodded his head as he spoke.

   "Yes, that's probably what I meant. When I first entered the industry, I felt that way. It was so stupid and even said to die like a fool."

   "But... someone has to be a fool, right?"

   He laughed at himself.

   "Some things are always something someone has to do, some are fire bearers in the dark, some are firewood burners... Some things always need someone to do, that's enough."

  Seleu nodded as if understanding, she looked at the comatose Lorenzo, her eyes became complicated.

   "You are such a bunch of idiots?"

"probably."

   "It seems that only idiots can understand each other."

   "You have to say that, I can't refute anything."

  The two of them spoke without a word.

   "However, if we are a group of people gathered for the same goal, let’s understand it better."

   "What kind of goal?"

  "Maintain the world of reason," Kestrel said, "human beings can no longer live in fear."

  This is what Lorenzo had also said before, and Seleuc was slightly moved.

  The conversation is neither superficial nor deep, just like small talk, the two people maintain the tacit understanding as they should, not touching the cruel depth.

   "What will you do next?"

"do what?"

  Kestrel is a little confused.

  The girl adjusted her words and said again.

   "Yes, what to do with him?"

  She stretched out her hand and pointed at Lorenzo, who was still in a coma.

  In Seleuc’s thoughts, they would recognize Lorenzo as some kind of monster, and maybe the rest of this unlucky ghost would spend the rest of his life in a strictly controlled prison.

   "Oh! This, it should be dragged back to the headquarters for a full set of inspections, and then isolated for observation."

The Kestrel recalled that the follow-up containment of Lorenzo was probably done in this process, so it looked at their cooperation with this demon hunter really close, the demon hunter is working hard in front, they only need to keep the demon hunter fainted. He just picked it up.

  "Will you kill him?"

  Seleu was a little worried.

Although    is a small shareholder in this mysterious department, Seleuc can already feel their terrible just from the corner of this mysterious department.

  This is a group of machines that act solely on absolute will, and do whatever it takes to achieve their goals. It is hard to imagine what would happen to Lorenzo, who had almost assimilated into a demon, fell into their hands.

   "Kill him? Why? There are not many peerless machos like Lorenzo. Without him, this action would only pay a greater price."

  Fear of fear, Kestrel still fears this demon hunter. After all, not everyone has the courage to launch a suicide attack with a train of crude oil tanks.

  Lawrence is so terrible, cunning and weird, Lorenzo may be found out of his intentions for a little cowardice in the previous fights, leading to the abortion of the entire plan.

  But in the end, all this was successful. The witcher not only succeeded in taking Lawrence to die with him, but also released Seleuc in advance. In fact, in the original plan, the only time Lawrence revealed a flaw was when he invaded the consciousness of others.

  At that time, Lawrence could not perceive external things. That was the perfect time to assassinate. In other words, in the original plan, it was Seleu who should have died in the explosion.

  Kestrel will not say this, the plan has been successful, there is no need to let the girl understand the dark side of the world, after all, there are many beautiful things.

   "But he became like that."

   Seleuc said slowly.

  In fact, everyone has seen that the terrifying black-winged angel, the twisted and hateful egg, that has transcended the human understanding of demons. This is an unknown that breaks the common sense.

   "You think he looks like a monster, so you worry that we will kill a monster?"

  Kestrel accurately found the problem with the words.

   Selenium was stunned, and after a while she nodded.

"Don't worry, the value that Lorenzo brings is enough to make us ignore his risks, let alone killing him, we might ask the best doctor to ensure that he can recover quickly, so that he can continue to work, after all, there are so many demons. I can't finish it for a while. Seeing his excitement, he seems to like this job."

   Seleuc’s eyes were weird. Under Kestrel’s bad words, Lorenzo’s worries turned into a state of, "This is a black-hearted company, how can I invest in this thing?"

The atmosphere is much more relaxed for the time being. Kestrel also likes it very much. It is better than the solemn feeling just now. The atmosphere has always given him a kind of before. Maybe Lorenzo suddenly got up and lost control of his body, completely demon. With the hunch that everyone will die together.

  It’s much better now. It’s like changing from escorting a dangerous target to sending Lorenzo to the crematorium. By the way, he picks a good cemetery for him in Old Dunling, and then says goodbye to this damned guy in laughter and laughter.

  Kestrel smiled silly, the sudden smile made Seleu a little hairy.

  In fact, Kestrel is also a bad person. When he is nervous, he will be full of bad words. It seems that this can relieve pressure for himself. It is like telling a cold joke in front of a monster. No matter how depressing the atmosphere is, he will turn into a ball of shit.

  "You still don’t understand our group of people. We are idiots gathered for the same goal. We don’t even care about our lives for this goal. Do we still care if our colleagues are monsters?"

  Although he said so, the Kestrel still clung to the aluminum thermal rifle.

  "What do you think is the criterion for judging a human being as a human being."

  He immediately asked.

   "Looks like a human, has a body like a human, can speak and think, or does it have a human body structure?"

  Kestrel’s questioning girl was at a loss.

  "Do you know the ship of Theseus?"

  "The big ship sailing on the sea has constantly replaced the planks from the beginning of the voyage until all the first planks are replaced...Is it still the first ship?"

  Seleu likes to read, she knows what it is.

   "In fact, the demon hunters are the ships of Theseus. From the moment they implant the secret blood, they are marching in an inhuman direction."

  "The secret blood is constantly transforming them, stronger strength, stronger body, longer lifespan..."

  Kestrel said that he looked at Lorenzo, who was in a coma in the center. He was not so much a human being, but a "monster" who maintained a human form and was in a stable state.

   "Do you think Lorenzo is still a human? How can anyone survive such a trauma, don't you?"

  Kestrel looked at the girl again. She obviously did not know how to answer the Kestrel. She had never been in contact with such a world, a secret and dark world.

   "But can you say that Lorenzo is not a human again?"

  Physiologically speaking, Lorenzo does not belong to humans. He is a hybrid of demons and humans. He is a heterogeneous wandering between the two worlds. He does not belong to any party, and will never belong to any party.

  But how could he not be a human being, he has been fighting against demons from a human perspective, maintaining a sane world, holding a flame, burning all fear.

"In the final analysis, this thing is actually quite philosophical. From another perspective, if a person’s brain is removed and soaked in nutrient solution to maintain his life... he does not have a human body, and he does even basic communication. No, is he still human?

   Or a handicapped guy who used steel and machinery to make up for the missing part, but what is the difference between this and the demon hunter transformed by the secret blood? They are all changed by external forces, so is he still human? "

   Kestrel said decisively.

   "No, these are not the criteria for determining a person's behavior. The criterion for determining a person's behavior is will."

   "Will?"

   asked Seleuc.

  Kestrel nodded seriously and said.

   "Yes, will, human will, unyielding will."

   He said mockingly.

"Do you think those people who commit crimes are still human? They have a human body, a human structure, a human appearance, but do you think they are really human? No, they are just beasts in human skins. "

  Kestrel looked at the sleeping man in the center.

   "Lorenzo Holmes is the real human being. Although he is a monster and an extremely dangerous demon hunter, he is still a human, a complete human."

   "The monster's body contains human will, pure will, this is a fact that cannot be changed."

"Although he is simply talented in some respects, you have to admit that he does have his own bottom line, a bottom line that cannot be overridden. That bottom line has forged the human will, so he raised a burning fire in the dark. "

   "The will is the criterion for judging people, and this is the human being. Even if you know that you are an idiot, you still have no hesitation."

   "Charge towards the desperate place!"

  Kestrel said fiercely, but his hand still clenched the aluminum heated rifle tightly, he talked and smiled.

   "Of course, it's normal to be afraid. After all, we are humans. We are destined to be imperfect humans. It is too normal to be afraid of cowardice or something."

But this is also the Kestrel's awe of Lorenzo. The demon hunter never seems to know what fear is. The angry fire burns like a damned bear kid. Whether you are afraid or dark, let’s light the fire first. .

  At the end, she calmed down and remained silent.

  Seleu looked at the sleeping guy in the center, as if he had met Lorenzo again.

  There is a bigotry in that monster body.

  Somewhat ridiculous, some neurotic, and also angry, the human heart.

  　 Recently, the body is cold and weak. After a few days of maintenance, I went to bed

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)