Silver Blade and Rose

The yard was very quiet, and Cerberus didn't come to make trouble. Zars did all the projects he could do. After finishing it, it was past two o'clock in the morning, and Edwin hadn't come back yet.

It was difficult for him to understand why he had to go to the meeting in the middle of the night, and Edwin hadn't come back at this point. To be honest, Zals didn't expect to hear the story tonight.

With Edwin's drowsy habit, he couldn't pester the other party to tell him a story and prevent Edwin from going to sleep.

He took Cerberus back to the kennel, filled him with dog food, and was about to go upstairs to take a bath when he saw Sanchez's car approaching from the other side of the street, its headlights brightly illuminating the street. , so that he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

The car stopped at the door of No. 179. Edwin got off the back seat, and he was stunned when he saw that he was sweating profusely: "Why are you here?"

Zales has already taken off his coat, only wearing a black vest, his body is covered with sweat, and even his hair is wet—he hasn’t exercised for a while, and thinking that he has nothing to do, he practiced intermittently for three days tonight. After more than an hour, I haven't had time to go upstairs to take a shower, and I look really embarrassed.

But he had no choice but to say hello to Sanchez wetly, and then said to Edwin, "I'll go up and take a shower first."

As for whether there is still a story to listen to, it depends on Edwin's intention.

He ran upstairs to get his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When he looked in the mirror, he found that he was not only wet like a soaked chicken, but also had mud stains on his face from rolling in the grass with Cerberus. Edwin and Sanchez saw In the future, he may feel that he is farming in the backyard.

Zales helplessly stroked his wet hair, turned on the shower head and prepared to take a hot bath, but he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

"Come to my room after washing," Edwin said outside the door.

Zals responded, and then turned on the shower head. The sound of splashing water immediately drowned out the sound of Edwin's footsteps outside the door.

Looking at it like this, maybe there will be stories to listen to later?He thought while washing his hair.

Thinking about the story, and fearing that Edwin would fall asleep soon after returning to the room, Zars made a quick decision and washed it out in only 10 minutes. Edwin's door.

The door opened quickly, but there was no figure of Edwin inside. A round ball with a plaid square on it rolled on the ground and hit his calf.

"..." What is this?

Edwin was not in the room, and there was a faint sound of water from the bathroom attached to the room, probably washing in it.Zals wasn't in a hurry to call him, he squatted down to lift the scarf on the "ball" and took a look, and then found that this thing was not a ball, but a Kururu.

One of the two "gifts" returned by Edwin last time, the Kururu who said he was nothing, looked at him blankly with a brown plaid square scarf on his head.

Didn't you say it was returned? Why is this thing still here?

Zals thought for a while, then covered the square scarf back as it was, trying to make it look as spherical as before.Kururu was also very cooperative and motionless, as if it wasn't the one who opened the door just now.

After finishing this, Zals stood up, saw that Edwin hadn't come out, and went downstairs to get a drink just like last time - Hannah was already asleep, and there was no light in the room under the stairs, let alone Speaking of hot coffee, he had to get a can from the refrigerator and take it to Edwin with the beer.

He intentionally kept the door open, and sure enough, when he went in again, Edwin had already come out of the bathroom, his back was facing him, and he was taking clothes from the ridiculously large closet that didn't know what kind of different space was hidden inside.He probably forgot to take his clothes before taking a bath, and he only wore a bath towel around his waist. From Zars' angle, he could see his smooth and well-proportioned back with no exaggerated muscles.

And a scar slanting down from the right shoulder across the entire back.

It looked like a knife wound, but it was more terrifying than ordinary knife wounds. It was accompanied by burn marks. I don't know whether it was cut by a red-hot blade or the wound was burned by flames after the injury.Even if the wound has healed, just looking at the scar can imagine how painful the injury was.

He stood there stupidly watching for a while, until Edwin found the clothes in the closet and looked back at him as he put them on.

"Come on," said Edwin, "I thought you were not so fast, so I took a shower."

"...Oh, it's okay," Zars froze for a moment, and said slowly, "I got a drink down there, do you want coffee?"

Edwin put on his nightgown and walked towards him. The horrific scar was no longer visible, but it left an indelible impression on Zals' heart.

He handed the canned coffee to Edwin, took the initiative to sit down on the chair in front of the patio door, and said, "You came back so late, I thought I had to sleep first..."

"I promised you, so I won't break my promise," Edwin said.

He snapped the tab of the coffee jar open, frowned after taking a sip, and put it aside.Seeing Zals holding a beer, looking excited and looking forward to it, he couldn't help but ask, "That's all you want to know?"

The relationship between Grant and Zals is only the relationship between the predecessor and the predecessor. In fact, he doesn't quite understand why the latter cares so much about Grant.But since he had promised Zals to tell him, Edwin would not break his promise because he couldn't understand.

"How should I put it..." Zales frowned and thought for a while, then explained, "After coming here, everyone seems to be reluctant to mention him, but the traces he left are everywhere, if you want to go It’s hard to care about it. I just want to know what kind of person he is, and what should I do to replace him as a helpful role—”

"As I said, you are not him, so you don't have to force yourself to look like Grant." Edwin said, "What I asked Muen to find was not a substitute who was exactly like Grant, but a new assistant. Before listening to the story, you Should understand that."

Zales nodded.In fact, he knew that Edwin didn't mean to ask him to learn from anyone, but he couldn't help thinking that there was no way.

Maybe he would change his mind after hearing the story, maybe not, but his curiosity about Grant was the same.

"He was a thorn when he first came, and he was dissatisfied with Munn and Hannah, and he had a lot of opinions on me. It was his own request that the 'door' be opened in his room, because at that time he It seems that No. 179 has no one to rely on except himself."

"But everyone looks fine." Zars couldn't help but said.

"That's what you think," Edwin smiled. "From the perspective of a professional exorcist, Mun and Hannah were really not qualified to be gatekeepers at that time."

But the gatekeepers of No. 179 are not Muen and Hannah now. After Grant left, Edwin's burden was all on him.

"Later, there were some accidents. Although Hannah hated him very much, she still saved his life. Grant changed his view of them because of this. He no longer acted as a lone ranger when performing missions, but acted with me." Edwin moved his hand, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally did not pick up the can of coffee that he disliked, "But it's not always like this, he can complete a task like Hope County by himself, and he can't do it alone." Don’t bother to invite me to go with you.”

He glanced at Zals, and added: "You can do it in the future, but don't be in a hurry."

What Zals wanted to say was blocked by him, and he said helplessly, "How do you even know what I'm thinking?"

"Everything you think is written on your face, I don't think it's hard not to see it." Edwin said, "In short, we didn't really stay together for a long time. Until his accident, we were just a person I trusted. member, it's hard to call him a partner."

A professional exorcist may have his own regular partner, but most of them are used to walking alone, and there is no need to add a partner.Grant is such a mature exorcist. At that time, there were a lot of cases to be dealt with in No. 179. He was willing and able to handle some of them alone. Naturally, Edwin did not force him to go with him, and chose to act alone.

The few times they dealt with cases together were all major events that made the social news and could not be suppressed.

But this did not prevent him from admiring Grant's ability, as well as some suggestions that were said but not adopted.

"He's not the same as you," Edwin said. "Because of his mature ability, he is too calm and calm, and he doesn't feel afraid when facing unknown things in many cases—fear is one of the most useful instincts of human beings. Knowing no fear, it is easy to miscalculate one's own ability, and eventually lose because of it."

He told Zales the general story of Grant's accident day, concealed the part of the "door" opening to hell, and finally said: "Tonight's meeting is to discuss how to deal with him. Although he is no longer here, there are still people biting him. Don't let it go, you want to ask for some benefits from me."

In other words, to some extent Grant is now No. 179's trouble, and he has not yet found a complete solution to the remaining problems.

Maybe he has to go to hell again, but for him, every return is a burden on his body, and Edwin doesn't intend to take this trip by himself when he has a choice.

Moreover, the current No. 179 cannot allow him to leave.

Mun and Hannah have always had limited abilities, and Zarles is a newcomer who has no ability to protect himself. He cannot leave at this time, otherwise the "gate" is likely to go out of control again, bringing great troubles to York City and even the entire human world .

He honestly told Zals about his current situation without making too many reservations. As for whether he can accept this reality, it all depends on Zals himself.

"This job may be more dangerous than you think." Edwin warned him, "Grant's matter is not as simple as I expected, and maybe you will face the same trouble in the future."

He did need an assistant, but that didn't mean Zals had to risk it knowing nothing.

"Is there any way for me to improve my combat power in a short time?" Zars was not frightened by what he said, and gestured, "I mean, the combat power in the situation you mentioned."

Edwin was taken aback.

"I don't have the ability to protect myself yet. If I encounter the situation you mentioned, I may not be able to help you much." Zales said seriously, "If there is a way to make it quick, I am willing to try it."

After all, he has decided to continue doing it, because it is not his style to give up halfway because of a small matter.

Edwin looked at him for a while, and finally said: "If you are willing to learn, I can give you special training."