Juliana’s workshop Chapter 56: You should learn to make money… to be self-reliant

　　 When Lulunaka and Julius returned to the store, it was already dusk. On the way back, the two did not find a carriage along the way, so they could only walk in the direction of the expatriate area. This also allowed Julius to see all kinds of novel things along the way, as well as people of different skin colors or races. In King’s Castle, he saw things that he might not have seen in the village in his entire life. Camels with two humps, pointed ears with various skin colors-they were all elves with the same longevity as dwarves, but they weren’t as long as dwarves. As Julius heard in the story, every elf is a handsome man and a beautiful woman. Although the elves are mostly tall and slender, in terms of appearance, it is better to say that they are thin than handsome. Although some elves are as beautiful as he imagined, most of them just have a very ordinary face.

　　 There are no elves who wear luxurious clothes, nor do they wear clothes made of leaves and vines. Everyone wears ordinary clothes and does things that are no different from ordinary people.

　　On the way back, Lulunaka once asked Julius: "Do you think it is very different from the elf in your heart?"

　　 Julius really thinks so, so he can only nod.

　　 "When the elves are savage, they are no better than the orcs in the Warcraft Plains far north." Lulunaka said, "In the Forest of the Dead, if you happen to meet the wild elves, you will probably hate this race. Right."

　　 "It sounds like you hate them." Julius said.

　　 Lulunaka chuckled lightly when she heard this, and her little head shook, "How can I hate them? I pity them too late. You see they are no different from other residents now. , But more than a hundred years ago, the elves were synonymous with slaves in this city."

　　 "Slave." Julius repeated the word once. At this time, a few elven children ran past him, and the playful voice remained in his ears. "Are they slaves?"

　　 Lulunaka puts her finger to her lips, "Don’t be so loud, for these long-lived races, freedom is just the fresh air they just breathed, but it hasn’t been forgotten for a hundred years. I’ve already forgotten about it-for the elves, hundreds of years of shame are more memorable than a hundred years of freedom."

　　 Julius didn't know what to say. For him, this was a totally unrealistic thing, especially when he saw that these elves were no different from ordinary people.

　　 When the two returned to the shop, Pasta was still sitting on the edge of the counter, eyes closed, except that there was an extra teapot on hand. When the two came in, Pasta didn't even open his eyes. "For the two children, it's still early to go home. Do we need to set a threshold here?"

　　"I think you can discuss this with Ward. The threshold in our store will probably depend on how diligent my dog ​​is."

　　 At this time, Ward also came in from outside the door, it turned around Lulunaka's feet a few times, and then ran out, probably because it thought Lulunaka had nothing to feed it.

　　 "It only eats, it's too stupid to say that it's a watchdog." Lulunaka took the wrapped cross sword from Julius' back and threw the sword to Perth. Tower, "Return to the original owner."

　　 Pasta stretched out his hand to take the cross sword, and maintained the posture of receiving the sword for a while, "Now you say that the thing returns to the original owner, I will take it as a joke."

　　 "I thought you would be very happy." Lulunaka smiled, "You were robbed of the sword by me, that expression is really...interesting."

　　 was mentioned in the past, Pasta did not change anything, just smiled, "That's all the past...but it didn't take long."

　　 "It's been more than half a year," Lulunaka said, "Now, autumn is halfway through, and winter is not far away."

　　 "Autumn hasn't passed, so don't mention winter." Pasta put the cross sword that once belonged to him under the counter. "Is this kid annoying you? Take back the sword he held as a treasure."

　　 "No, I just thought about something. I think it’s not very suitable for him to swagger through the city with your sword in this king’s fort." Lulunaka picked up a wooden mask on the exhibition stand and put it on "You are a silver knight. You are a bit famous in King's Castle, right? There should be a few acquaintances? In that case, someone should know your cross sword, right? Such a conspicuous thing, a young man brought On the body, wouldn’t it be suspicious?"

　　 Pasta nodded, "There are indeed a few acquaintances."

　　 "Is there any enemy, do you want me to help?" Lulunaka continued to ask.

　　 Pasta smiled and shook his head.

　　 "Isn't the person who signed the contract with you an enemy?" Lulunaka didn't seem to want to let Pasta go, and approached him wearing that wooden mask. "In the King's Fort, where is the mage? I think you should know better than me." The wooden mask worn by Lulu Nakar has no decoration, only the lines carved out by the knife. The circle finally converged in the center of the mask, leaving only a small black hole. It was the same pattern that caused him, Julius, and Olga to fall into the nightmare and undergo torture and trial.

　　 "Don't make fun of me, niece." Pasta gave a wry smile, "There are too many complicated things in the King's Castle, and if you act recklessly, it will cause a lot of trouble."

　　Lulunaka reached out and touched Pasta’s head, "Do you think I am a troublesome person?"

　　Because Lulunaka is wearing a mask, Pasta cannot see her expression, only the circling lines are printed deep in his pupils, "Indeed, you are not a troublesome guy."

　　 laughter leaked from the mask, "I was just kidding, uncle."

　　 "I can't laugh at your joke," Pasta said. He knows who Lulunaka is, this is a humanoid disaster that is absolutely not afraid of trouble, but will cause trouble to others.

　　 "Forget it, let's have some fun." Lulunaka sat on the counter again, this place seemed to be her exclusive place, "Are there any guests here today?"

　　 "No." Pasta replied, "Even if someone comes to our shop, probably no one will buy these strange things."

　　 "Are you talking about this thing on my face?" Lulunaka turned to look at Julius. Julius has been staring at the strange objects on the exhibition stand after entering the door. Hold the piece in his hand, fiddling carefully. "Julius." Lulunaka shouted to Julius, "Do you think there is something strange on my face?"

　　 Julius looked at Lulunaka, blinked, then reached out and rubbed his eyes, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

　　 "Is this uncomfortable? Pasta keeps looking at me." Lulunaka said.

　　 "He hasn't got home yet." Pasta said, "I think your mask is better to cover up. Ordinary people will probably feel a strong sense of dizziness when they see it. Spit it out."

　　"How could there be such a vulnerable person?" Lulunaka smiled, "You look down on others too much."

　　 "I'm worried about ordinary people, these things you want to sell, I don't think they are suitable for ordinary people." Pasta said.

　　 When half of the sun's face fell under the strait, the store lights up.

　　 In the interior hall, the three of Lulunaka sat down around a small table with today’s dinner on it~ IndoMTL.com~ Each person has a bread, a bowl of broth, and a few fruits. This is them It's dinner today. In the middle of the table, there was a candlestick with a lighted candle, which made the dark interior room brighter.

　　 Before the three of them were about to start, Lulunaka took out another loaf of bread and placed it next to Julius' bowl. Julius froze for a moment, Lulu Naka has changed her sex, suddenly she has become better for herself? Although it was just a loaf of bread, her words in the past were kind to her without taking away the loaf of bread from him.

　　 "Happy?" Lulunaka smiled at Julius, "Remember when we first met, I gave you several packets of food, because you looked too thin at the time. , I’m so thin that I’m worried that the wolf will take you away, and I don’t think your bones can be gnawed away."

　　 It wasn’t a long time ago, but when Lulunaka said it, Julius’s face turned red. But then Lulunaka's words made his face stiff. "Speaking of which, these two breads and a bowl of broth are your food for the past three days. I can't take it easy."

　　's words caused the spoon in Julius's hand to stop in mid-air, and the soup dripped from the spoon and dripped into the bowl.

　　"Uncle Pasta, when the King’s Castle was at its peak, there was no shortage of Rat Road." Lulunaka turned to look at Pasta, “Then when I’m down, I think Rat Road is Not less, right?"

　　 Pasta’s face changed this time, "You know that as I used to be, it’s not suitable for me to go to that kind of place."

　　 "There is nothing inappropriate." Lulunaka said, "Since you even do murders, what is the problem with Rat Road? And have you forgotten? You are not noble now The knight."

　　 Pasta sighed, "You are right, I really don't have anything to fault."