Chapter 1648: That possibility absolutely does not exist
Lawrence was removing the flesh and blood that Credy had left in his body, such as his fingers, bit by bit with his own knife made of gemstones.
"...You are cruel enough. Were you like this when you were alive? I mean when you were wandering outside."
Verrocchio squatted next to Lawrence and looked at Lawrence with bared teeth.
This scene is really...
"Am I afraid that I won't die fast enough when I did this before I was alive?"
Lawrence had never been so annoyed with his teacher as at this moment.
Damn it, the teacher is obviously not like this in my impression...
"I just study medicine, I'm not a madman, although I have done a lot of shameful things..."
Lawrence's experience after leaving Florence can only be described as a mess. Occasionally he was able to obtain a few corpses for autopsy through formal channels, but most of the time he obtained the corpses through informal means.
Especially when investigating the Black Death, no one except Lawrence dared to touch those corpses, and Lawrence would not be allowed to touch them. Lawrence could only put the elderly housekeeper Lu Silan in a safe place and carry a body on his own.
Use the shovel to dig out the body, then dissect and observe while writing a paper...
Ah, how did I persevere in the first place?
Lawrence endured the pain, frowned and threw the last part of Creedy's finger to the ground, made a spherical white gem, and placed it on his wound.
The gem broke into pieces and turned into magic power, which healed Lawrence's wounds. Lawrence, who had been enduring severe pain, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where are Ritsuka and Salieri? Have those ban soldiers been cleared out?"
After easing his own situation, Lawrence immediately asked about Ritsuka's condition.
"It's almost done. I think she's in a pretty good mood. This is a rare progress."
Verrocchio also smiled.
But even though he was smiling, he was not in a good mood.
Credy was sent back to the Throne of Heroes by Lawrence, which indeed made Verrocchio relieved, but happy...
Creedy, like Lawrence, was favored by him and brought into the studio by him. Step by step, he grew from an ordinary student to a formal member of the studio.
Like Lawrence, he also watched him grow up.
Verrocchio was heartbroken no matter what when he reached this point.
"Lawrence—sir!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka almost blurted out that it was Miss Lawrence, and then she suddenly reacted. After a huge pause, she called out Mr. Lawrence.
"What are you going to do next?" Lawrence didn't care that much. He just smiled at Li Xiang and said, "The only one standing in front of us now is Lorenzo."
During the action in the square, he saw Lorenzo, but found that he was no longer familiar with him.
It's a bit ridiculous to think about it carefully. I was not liquidated by Lorenzo during my lifetime. Even in 1488, many years after retiring from the Art Festival, I still received an invitation to teach the Medici students founded by Lorenzo, but was rejected by Lawrence.
- At that time, Lawrence was focused on "revenge" for his wife and was fighting against illness.
Ha, from this aspect, maybe there is a possibility that I will be summoned as an avenger?
Lawrence smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head slightly.
That's impossible. The only thing I bring to the Heroic Soul Seat is love for my wife and children, not hatred.
"Just straighten up and get back into shape, and then - go to the palace."
Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her fists and said.
"This singularity...it's time to end!"
Lawrence and Verrocchio looked at each other and smiled.
"Yeah, it's time to end."
...
In the Owes Villa, Harry and Simonetta were sitting on the roof chatting.
As for why they were on the roof again... this time it was a serious reason. Because the master of Chaldea, Fujimaru Ritsuka, was away, the villa needed to be guarded, so Simonetta came out.
But the problem now is...
"That's it. It turns out, Sister Hallie, you heard it yesterday..."
Simonetta pinched the corner of her mouth in embarrassment.
Mr. Lawrence, I'm sorry...
"I'm sorry, but although it sounds like a quibble,... I really overheard it accidentally."
Harley scratched her head a little cautiously.
"It's okay, it's okay, I think Mr. Lawrence wouldn't say anything even if he knew..." Simonetta quickly waved her hand, "It's just..."
"only......?"
Harley tilted her head and looked at this beautiful "vampire" with some confusion.
Simonetta fell silent and looked into Harley's eyes seriously. Two seconds later, she avoided that gaze with some evasion.
The ending of Sister Harley...
I can't say it myself no matter what.
"Does Sister Harley really want to know what happens next?" She responded in a low voice.
"The future is never a gentle and beautiful thing, especially for those who know the future."
"The future of me who is still alive, the future of Sister Harley, and the future of Mr. Lawrence, that kind of thing..."
Suffering is often the main theme of life. Everyone's life is full of stories, especially those who have ascended the throne of Heroes. But Simonetta still feels that for several people, including herself, the fate and future...
..Is it a little too harsh?
"Simon, you may have misunderstood me." Harley chuckled and shook her head.
"After all, things like the future need to be explored by oneself. I have no interest in learning about the future from other people's mouths."
"I came to you just to apologize and talk about your problems."
"Huh? Me?" Simonetta, who was still a little sad, was stunned and pointed at herself.
"Well...didn't you say that you were from Genoa? And you were..."
Harley patted herself on the shoulder.
At that time, Simonetta was downstairs. After the unconscious Simonetta woke up, she hugged Harley the first time she saw her, and she hugged her very, very tightly. If Lawrence hadn't lifted her down, maybe...
..No one can stop her?
"Ah, um..." Simonetta finally remembered her dark history, her face flushed with embarrassment, "Well... that's it."
"Actually, it's pretty much what it was like in the past two years. When I was alive, I would have come to Florence from Genoa. For some reason, I stayed at the Owes family, and then...
"
Simonetta explained while gesturing.
There is always a feeling that her true love may not be Giuliano but Harry...
"Anyway, in short, if this period of history returns to normal, maybe you will be able to meet me soon, Sister Hallie?"