Lorenzo reverted to that composed demeanor, running his fingers through his light golden hair, leisurely sitting on the chair.
"Yes, I could hail from Florence, originate from Old Dunling, or even from the distant Jiuxia. I could be 047 or 042; of course, I don't mind being called Arthur either. After all, a name is just a label for something, right?
The only thing that matters is what I'm going to do."
Lorenzo smiled while looking at Anthony, calmly voicing his long-cherished wish.
"I am... a weapon temporarily named Lorenzo Holmes, and I am here to eradicate all demons.
So, what about you, Fr. Anthony?"
Lorenzo crossed his legs and clasped his hands, placing them on his lap.
"After saying so much, what is it that you wish to do, Fr. Anthony?"
Anthony was taken aback. After a long silence, he finally chuckled helplessly.
"I wouldn't expect any less from you."
