Chapter 278 The Forgotten Past

With the eruption of the night of Saints, the place where the incident occurred, the stagnant temple became the main battlefield. Countless demon hunters and demons fought here, and all the accumulation of the demon hunter’s heritage for thousands of years was also in this burning night. Destroyed.

  It is a magnificent building no less than Saint Nalo Cathedral, and it can only be relived in memory now.

  Lorenzo walked slowly in the Silent Temple...or in the memory palace, everything here is the same as in the memory, after all, they themselves were built from Lorenzo's memory.

  Walking through the central well of sublimation, through the gate of heaven leading to the ground, and past familiar buildings one after another, Lorenzo finally stopped in front of a door.

He looked around again. On the ancient stone wall, there were different doors, countless doors, doors of different styles, some were wooden doors, some were iron doors, some looked like bedroom doors, and some doors. But like a monster imprisoned.

  Each door leads to a different memory, Lorenzo was a little puzzled at first, and then he wanted to understand.

  This is not the real world. This is the spiritual world of Lorenzo's memory structure. Perhaps Hercules symbolizes memory is books, and what he symbolizes memory is doors, the doors that Lorenzo once opened.

  Like reminiscing about the past, he gently flicked one handle after another until he stopped in front of a familiar handle. He shifted his sight. This was a door that Lorenzo was extremely familiar with, the room he used to be.

  Lorenzo pushed it open forcefully, as if pushing a heavy stone door, dust fell in the gap, and then a breeze blew over, mixed with warm sunlight.

   "This book is quite interesting."

This is a rest day. There is no training and no prayer. Although the scope of activities is limited to the parish, it is also a rare freedom. 047 sits in the corner of the bedroom and looks at the books he copied. It may be that his handwriting is too confusing. He frowned from time to time, thinking about what this crooked text was.

   "Which one?"

  042 lay on the bed and looked at the book in front of him laboriously. This was also copied by 047, but the handwriting of this guy was really messy, and it was a headache to look at.

   "The book of 016, she called it "Henry V", and it described an "ideal monarch"."

  Such a conversation seems to have happened, 042 asked tirelessly.

   "Then do you want to be a king? 047."

   "The king, of course it is good, how great the king is, but the king is also very troublesome? There are so many things in a day, it is better to be a detective." 047 said.

  "Detective..."

  042 murmured, and then looked down at the transcribed book, which was about a detective named Holmes.

  "I have been planning my retirement life, and I have even asked someone to find a route, mixed with the goods, and transported to Old Dunling."

  047 said and looked at 042 on the bed.

   "What about you? Do you think about something to do in the future?"

  042 shook his head and said sadly.

   "No, maybe I am a boring person."

  047 always thinks so beautifully, completely different from 042. He has too many beautiful sustenances for the future, but 042 has nothing. This child is so ordinary that he can't be ordinary, and he is dumb and stupid.

  Lorenzo was standing by the door, watching these quietly, and there was a little sadness on his face in memory of the past.

  The question has been lingering in Lorenzo's mind.

042 is fictitious and does not exist. Even if Lorenzo sees these in his memory now, it may be a memory made up by his subconscious mind in order to normalize the logic, perhaps at some time in the past, in this room. Only 047 people.

  Lorenzo didn’t want to admit this either. He also wanted to find more clues, more evidence to prove the existence of 042, evidence of his own existence, but he was so different from 042 in his memories.

The two of them have completely opposite personalities. From the look in their eyes, you can see that 042 is a cowardly child, a mediocre lamb, different from Rhapsody's 047, his future is not turbulent, just like many ordinary people. Same, a tiny drop of water in the ocean.

  But how could such a child be the great Lorenzo Holmes?

  The memory keeps splitting, and Lorenzo looks at the memories of the past, both happy and sad.

  He closed the door and continued to walk towards the end of the infinite extension. There were more doors waiting for him.

   Pushed open the door again, and a hoarse fighting sound sounded.

   "042, faster!"

  The priest yelled at the young man, and 042 gritted his teeth in the sound of stern reprimand, and swung the blade more vigorously.

  It is a sword that has not yet opened its edge, but it has also become a life-threatening weapon in the hands of 042, but this is not enough. They will not face humans in the future, but monsters called demons.

  The sword blades staggered and slammed, and each impact was accompanied by pain in the wrist, as if a hammer was slamming the bones. He could hardly grasp the hilt of the sword.

   "Don't be distracted, 042."

  The opponent whispered in the close confrontation.

  042 nodded slightly, staring at his opponent.

  047 is so powerful. It is clear that everyone is the same age and has the same training, but 047 is far better than others, powerful, but humble.

  The pale sword light approached again, and the normally gentle 047 became vicious, like a beast that chooses people and eats.

  047 only becomes dangerous during training. 042 once thought that he liked fighting and enjoyed the sense of accomplishment of defeating people, but then the conversation 047 at night gave a completely different answer.

  He just doesn’t want anyone to die.

  Yes, death is a terrible thing. If you die, you will die. There is nothing, and nothing can be felt. This colorful and beautiful world has nothing to do with you anymore.

  047 knows their fate, that is a fate that cannot be resisted. The only thing he can do is to help others and become as strong as possible, so powerful that even the so-called fate and monsters can't kill him.

  Only alive can there be hope, and only alive can have a good retirement life. Only when he is alive can he go to Jiudunling, open a law firm, and live his long-awaited life.

  That's it.

  042 understands the meaning of 047. The monster is far more terrifying than human beings. If he can't even hold it in the hands of 047, he will undoubtedly die when facing the monster in the future.

He lifted the sword vigorously and exhausted all the strength of his body. 042 blocked the blow when the sword light fell. He succeeded, but the huge force that came immediately knocked him back. He was too tired and had no strength to stabilize. The center of gravity was over, and it fell down like this, raising dust.

  The priest looked at 042 with some disappointment. In the real battlefield, 042 is now dead.

   "047, you have great potential."

   turned his head, the priest made no secret of praise for 047.

  047 did not respond to the priest's words, but pulled 042 up.

   "I look like I will die in the near future." 042 said somewhat decadently. He is not weak, but he is still much worse than 047.

   "Don't worry, 042." 047 said.

  042 looked at him.

   "We will not face demons alone... We are like wolves, moving in groups, never alone."

  So the picture freezes at this moment, Lorenzo closed the door, turned and moved on, looking for the lost door.

  In the lonely palace, countless doors are aligned, like a long corridor, empty, and only his own.

  (End of this chapter)