In the early morning, Lulunaka sent Pasta and Julius out.
Julius wore a leather armor that protected his key parts. He looked like a novice adventurer who had just left his hometown. He was cautious and nervous … and looked easy to fool.
Pasta was still dressed like a commoner. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, but the beard and hair on his face were slightly longer.
His beard covered half of his face, and his hair was tied into a short ponytail.
If it weren't for his clean and tidy clothes, he would look like a tramp.
Compared to when he had just left the chapel at the cape, Padding, who changed his name to Pasta, looked even more different, both on the outside and inside.
"I don't think anyone will recognize you now, uncle.
Aren't you a little too cautious? "Lulunaka smiled at Pasta.
Julius stood beside Pasta and was checking if he had missed anything.
He no longer had the cross sword on his back, only the iron sword with a leather scabbard on his waist.
"Try to avoid unnecessary trouble," Pasta said.
Lulunaka just snorted a few times, "Your former employer has so many spies in the King's Castle that it can make you so worried … This really makes people more curious."
Speaking of this, Lurunaka shrugged her shoulders. "Forget it. Anyway, I know your employer's name from your contract. I'm not in a hurry to find him. When I'm in the mood, I'll go and get to know him."
Pasta could only smile bitterly. "If it's possible, I hope you won't involve me in that kind of trouble."
"If you can avoid it, then don't count on me," Lulunaka said.
Then she looked at Julius, "What are you nervous about?"
"I don't know what you are planning, so I'm very nervous now."
Julius immediately replied. Looking at the expression on his face, it was obvious that he was worried about what "surprise" Lulunaka had prepared for him.
"Don't be nervous, my cousin."
Lulunaka walked over and patted Julius on the chest. "You're a good guy who has killed people. You can't show your cowardice at this time. Fortunately, the place you're going to has a threshold that you've crossed a long time ago. So, I think you'll do well there."
"What threshold?" Julius asked.
"Murder."
Lulunaka's answer made Julius's eyelids twitch. "Don't tell me you're not used to killing. Do you still remember what happened in the Forest of the Dead?
I brought you to get the blood-washed weapons from the human traffickers.
Although the result of the process is a bit unsatisfactory, it is still satisfactory. "
Julius nodded silently.
"That's right. Don't forget how it feels to kill someone.
You're much better than those real rookies. "
Lulunaka smiled and pushed Julius's chest. "The place you're going to, a guy like you who can kill people will be more popular than others. So, work hard."
Speaking of this, Lulunaka took out a money bag from her arms and stuffed it into Julius's hand.
Julius froze for a moment. He didn't expect Lulunaka to prepare such a thing for him.
When he took the money bag, he felt that it was very heavy.
"Most of them are copper coins, with a small amount of silver coins."
Lulunaka smiled. "As far as pocket money is concerned, it's quite a lot. If you think it's not enough, then I'll take it back. I won't lend you a penny."
"For ordinary people, this is already a month's worth of expenses." Pasta interjected.
"For the first time, I have to be a little extravagant." Lulunaka said, "I can't make myself look stingy, right?"
Then Lulunaka continued to say to Julius, "This money is not for you. Remember, this is the money I'm lending you. You can use it to buy food for yourself or use it in other places. But when the time comes, I'll take it back with interest.
As for the time to return the money, it depends on my mood. "
"I don't know what I'm going to do with this money." Julius said.
"I just said, you can use it to buy food for yourself or use it for other expenses. There's always a place to spend money."
Lulunaka continued, "Of course, you can also not spend a penny and return it to me directly. Of course, there will still be interest.
Do you know why I'm doing this? "
Julius thought for a moment before replying, "You want me to make money?"
"To be precise, I want you to work."
Lulunaka nodded. She put her hands on her waist and looked like an old mother, "You should learn how to be self-reliant … At least learn how to support yourself."
"What about the truth?"
Pasta continued to interrupt. He stood aside and looked out of the yard. He didn't seem to care about the conversation between Lulunaka and Julius.
"Then I'll say something unpleasant."
Lulunaka still had a smile on her face, "We've been spending too much recently. Let's not talk about how many things I gave to Balik. I don't have much hard currency left that can be used immediately.
The money bag in your hand is already more than half of the money.
Do you understand what I mean, Julius? "
Julius shook his head.
Lulunaka stretched out her finger and poked Julius's chest, "Earn money to support the family, cousin.
If you can't earn money, don't think about having food to eat when you come back. "
Julius finally understood the seriousness of the matter. His face suddenly turned pale.
Lulunaka chased Julius out of the shop and told him to leave quickly. She sat on the counter and swung her legs leisurely. She still held the wooden sculpture that never left her side and continued to carve.
Pasta didn't leave immediately. Instead, he turned around and said to Lulunaka, "In a place like the Rat Dao, killing people isn't a great resume. It might not be enough for him to stay."
"It's better than a hothead who hasn't even killed a person, right?"
Lulunaka laughed, "A hot-blooded young man deceived into losing everything. A girl with unrealistic fantasies is reduced to a prostitute … This isn't a good ending."
"He might not be stronger than those people." Pasta said, "He might end up in a worse state."
"That will depend on what he plans to do."
Lulunaka said. She lowered her head and focused on grinding the wooden sculpture with the knife. "If he really dies in a place like the Rat Dao, that's it."
Lulunaka raised her head and looked at Pasta with a subtle smile. "You can watch over him for a while. Anyway, I don't expect you to come back as soon as possible. It's better if you don't come back so soon.
Be happy that you have your own free time, although it's only temporary. "
"This kind of freedom doesn't make people happy." Pasta shrugged.
"It's better than sitting here all day. You can also exercise your body. Otherwise, you will become like me. It won't be good if you get rusty."
Pasta didn't think that Lulunaka was a person whose body was rusty. She was as energetic as a golem that was covered in lubricant and used a dragon's heart as its magic power source.
"I'll take care of him for a while." Pasta said, "But if he gets frustrated and gets into trouble, I won't care about him."
"Is it your own plan, or is it because of your friendship with Olga?" Lulunaka asked.
Pasta didn't answer and left the shop.
"What an awkward man."
Lulunaka muttered to herself as she continued working. "A child would be cute like this, but a man like this is boring."