"From a local perspective, Mr. Romani and Mr. Verrocchio cannot be allowed to face Credi alone again." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked back at Lawrence and Verrocchio, "Although I know that you two You will definitely want to send that servant back to the Throne of Heroes."
The two looked at each other without saying anything.
They may be great people, but greatness is followed by the word "human". Of course they will also have hatred, and Creedy happens to be the object of their most hatred.
If given the chance, both Lawrence and Verrocchio would like to personally send the heinous villain back to the Seat of Heroes.
But... they can't beat Creedy, that's true.
If it was the same state as before his death, and the knife in Creedy's hand was left behind, then Lawrence was still very confident that he could use a set of king's punches with Creedy.
But the current situation is that caster and berserker are fighting head-on.
Take a shower or go to sleep
It's really impossible to fight under unusual circumstances.
"Although the other party is wary, Miss Simonetta's advantage as an assassin cannot be wasted. Mr. Giuliano, do you agree with Miss Simonetta's investigation activities?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Giuliano with questioning eyes.
She asked Giuliano because of her observations.
"Let Simon decide this kind of thing." Giuliano pondered for a few seconds, sighed softly, and glanced at Simonetta.
"I have no objection." Simon replied decisively, and at the same time simply moved to lean on Giuliano's shoulder.
"After I was independently summoned to this singularity, I understood what my mission was. There is no problem in solving it early. If there is a battle, I will also help."
As she said this, she remembered something and suddenly glared at Giuliano fiercely.
"After all, thanks to this guy, I am a vampire. Humph!"
She did not continue because there were some things that Giuliano would not understand even if she said them now.
Giuliano looked confused.
What's wrong with me if it's not me?
As for Baron Amedeo, he already regretted attending this impromptu war meeting.
He sat as far to the side as possible so that he could be further away from the so-called vampire, but he was still a little confused.
Vampire. That woman is a vampire.! ?
Lord, please protect me.
"Judging from the assumptions, the best situation for us is to get rid of Credi first." Fujimaru Ritsuka knocked on the armrest of the sofa, "and then face Lorenzo and the unknown together. , but there is a high probability that it is Dantalin’s Demon Pillar.”
"Miss Simon will set off to investigate shortly, but be sure not to get too close to the palace. Your biggest task is to find out how many ban soldiers are deployed in which areas around the palace."
"Whether you choose to attack or infiltrate, this is the most important information, and it will also facilitate Mr. Romani's subsequent establishment of a new line of defense." Ritsuka Fujimaru gestured with his hand, "The line of defense from the inside to the outside."
"Is it your son?" Verrocchio leaned into Lawrence's ear and asked in a low voice.
"Teacher, shut up." Lawrence didn't want to say anything anymore.
There was a heated discussion going on upstairs. While Fujimaru Ritsuka imagined the possible situations that he might encounter next and made corresponding arrangements, the atmosphere downstairs was somewhat silent.
"I always feel that we are particularly powerless in this incident."
Da Vinci's eyes were a little dull, but he seemed to be thinking. It was undeniable that although the commotion didn't last particularly long, he already looked a little haggard.
Lawrence crossed his legs, folded his hands on his knees, looked at the brushes and canvas in front of him, his lips trembled slightly, and it was obvious that he was not at all calm.
"Mother, is there really no way to leave Florence?" Harry looked at Mrs. Dorrigina helplessly and painfully.
Like Lawrence, she is a person who pursues freedom, but she is not unfettered and fettered like Lawrence. She has a family she cares about. At this time, what she cares more about than freedom is the safety of her family. .
"There is no way. These days, not only your father is active, but all roads leading outside Florence have been cut off or blocked."
"We have no way to leave." Mrs. Dorigina held Harry's hand and shook her head gently. Although she didn't notice it, there was some despair in her voice.
Previously, before the ban was launched, Lawrence sent Manrio out, but now no one can leave.
Lawrence glanced at Da Vinci, then at the silent mother and daughter, and gritted his teeth.
"In short, I absolutely cannot sit here and wait for death. I am an artist, and I still have things I can do."
He stood up and pulled Da Vinci up.
"follow me."
"Huh? Huh??? Lawrence, you——"
Da Vinci was dragged away by Lawrence, who also took away the only painting tools left in the house.
"What are their plans?" Mrs. Dorigina looked at it for a moment.
"Mother, everyone has their own way of survival and resistance." Harley watched Lawrence dragging Da Vinci away from the back, and patted the back of Mrs. Dorigina's hand twice, "They are just trying their best. Use this method to try to gain a glimmer of hope and even a glimmer of dignity in the current situation."
"Are you really going to do this, Lorenzo?"
"I think you need more fighting power now."
Underground in the palace, Piero looked at his son walking in front.
"My strength comes from my sword, father." Lorenzo was noncommittal, his hand pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist, without even looking back.
Piero frowned and wanted to say something else.
"No need to persuade me, father, I will use the Holy Grail intact, because I am the one who uses the Holy Grail." Lorenzo said again, and directly blocked Piero's mouth.
".You just have to know it yourself."
Piero shook his head.
He was a little disappointed with Lorenzo.
Just like Dantalin said, Lorenzo is undoubtedly a big shot, but this young big shot has become a little too difficult to control after his vision was limited by himself.
No more words, just following Piero, the father and son arrived at
"You will be executed and sent to the gallows tomorrow."
Standing in front of the prison, Lorenzo looked down at the figure lying on the ground.
"For the most ideal and peaceful country, dedicate everything you have."
His pupils were almost scarlet red.
