When Julius returned, dusk had already passed. The warm golden sky was gradually cooling down, dying it a cool color.
When he returned, the chandelier with a sign hanging outside the door had already been lit. A weak flame flickered in the glass.
When he walked into the shop, he only saw a candlestick by the counter. There was only half a candle left.
Pasta was still sitting by the counter. There was an open book on the counter, and he was slowly flipping through the pages.
When Pasta noticed Julius coming in, he said to him, "Dinner time is over.
And I didn't prepare your dinner today. "
This was something that Lulunaka had agreed on from the beginning. Julius wasn't surprised or displeased by it. "I know."
As he spoke, he removed the sword from his waist and placed it on the display table. Then, he leaned against the display table and sat down. He let out a long sigh. After recovering a bit, he continued to talk to Pasta. "There seems to be something missing from the display table. Did I see wrongly?"
"You didn't see wrongly. A product was sold," Pasta replied.
"Can that spinning top be sold?"
"Things that can hurt others can always be sold," Pasta said. "Otherwise, no one would be interested in things like swords."
At this point, Pasta shifted his gaze away from the book and looked at Julius. "You look quite energetic."
"I feel very tired," Julius said.
"A person with an empty stomach won't feel tired. They will only move like a patient or a dead person without any vitality." Pasta flipped the book and his finger stopped at the foot of the page.
"You, who have suffered hunger, should understand."
Julius didn't intend to refute Pasta. Indeed, as Pasta said, a person with an empty stomach didn't even have the right to feel tired. As for him, he had at least filled his stomach, so he had the right to feel tired. It should be said that he was at least half full. He had the strength, but not to the extent of being energetic.
"Have you adapted to a place like Rat Path?" Pasta continued to ask. "How did you earn dinner?
Theft, robbery, thug, or coolie? "
Julius scratched his head and didn't answer immediately. After a while, he said, "I … I went to pick up trash.
Run to a place further down … "
Pasta's fingers that were about to continue flipping through the pages stopped. His gaze, which was no longer on Julius, once again fell on Julius. This time, it was like a nail that was tightly hammered into Julius. It seemed that he didn't intend to move his gaze away for a while.
Julius was a little scared by Pasta's stare. He turned his head away, not daring to look into Pasta's bright eyes.
"What's wrong?
Is there a problem?
I don't remember her saying anything about it. "
The "she" that Julius was referring to was Lulunaka, and Pasta was very clear about that.
"Of course, she didn't impose any restrictions or prohibitions on you. She just didn't give you food.
If she wanted to impose any rules on you, she wouldn't have let me bring you to Rat Path, where there are no rules and order, "Pasta said." I'm just a little surprised that you actually went to the sewers to pick up trash.
This sounds … very interesting. "
Julius frowned. He didn't understand why this was interesting. "Why is it interesting?"
"It's a long story."
Pasta said, "And I'm not someone who has the patience to explain to others. The right person is behind the courtyard, busy with her alchemy business.
If you want to know why I find this interesting, go and find her.
I think she will be happy to explain it to you. "
At this time, Ward walked into the shop. It was still holding a big bone in its mouth. The bone was still very fresh, but there wasn't even a bit of meat left on it. There were only Ward's teeth marks on it.
Ward came to Julius's side, shook its head and tail at him, and spat the bone at Julius's feet.
Julius widened his eyes and looked at Ward. Ward's shiny black eyes were rolling, and it even barked at Julius a few times. There was no sense of malice at all.
Seeing this scene, Pasta laughed. "It's quite cute, and it knows how to care about others."
Julius sighed. "If it knows that bones can't be eaten by anyone, then it's better … Wait, is it pitying me?"
"If you know what it's thinking, maybe you can understand whether it's pitying you or not." Pasta said, "At least it shared its food with you. I think it's out of good intentions.
Most of the time, humans only do things that are meant to be given alms. Sharing is a very difficult thing for humans. "
"I don't dislike it, but …" Julius looked down at Ward, picked up the bone, and put it in Ward's mouth. "No matter how hungry I am, I can't eat this thing." Ward bit the bone in its mouth and blinked, looking a little innocent.
"Sorry, I can't accept your kindness." Julius touched Ward's head, got up and walked into the inner hall.
Ward bit the big bone and left the shop. It squatted outside and slowly enjoyed the big bone in its mouth.
"Is she behind the yard now?" Julius asked Pasta.
"Yes, she's tinkering with her alchemy cauldron." Pasta replied. At this time, a muffled crosstalk came from behind.
It sounded like a bubble popping, but also like the sound of something exploding. The sound penetrated the wall and the door, and reached Julius and Pasta's ears.
"Did you hear that?
She's working, but I don't know what she's doing. "Pasta said," It's always been like this. No one knows what she's doing or thinking. "
"If we can know what she's thinking, it'll probably be easier." Julius nodded to Pasta, opened the door, and walked into the inner hall.
After Julius left, Pasta continued to flip through his book, using the candlelight to read. "That's not necessarily true."
He muttered to himself, as if he was talking to Julius who was no longer here. Unfortunately, Julius could no longer hear him.
Julius walked through the inner hall, and went to the backyard from another door.
The backyard was facing the sea, and one could see the strait to the north of the King's Castle. One could also vaguely see the opposite land.
This backyard became the place where Lulunaka worked. A small area was turned into a nursery, and a few plants were planted there.
Most of the place was occupied by the huge carriage.
The wheels of the carriage were removed by Lulunaka at an unknown time, and were attached to the chassis. The whole chassis fell to the ground, and the carriage became a furnace.
That's right, a furnace. Inside the furnace, the alchemy cauldron was used as the core to refine all kinds of materials and items.
Lulunaka stood on the roof of the carriage, and opened the skylight above. She held a slender wooden stick in her hand, and extended it into the alchemy cauldron below the skylight, and slowly stirred it.
The sound came from inside the carriage. Julius finally heard it clearly. It was the sound of boiling liquid bubbling, and he also heard the sound of liquid being stirred.
Lulunaka's back was facing Julius. When Julius came to the backyard, Lulunaka opened her mouth first: "Good evening, little hero.
What did you eat for dinner tonight?
Rat meat or vegetable leaves? "
"Why rat meat and vegetable leaves?" Julius asked.
"In a place like the Rat Path, rat meat is a good source of food." Lulunaka said, "After all, in the Rat Path, there are a lot of rats.
As for vegetable leaves, although they are all rotten vegetables, if you are careful, you can still get some edible ones. It's just that they don't smell good.
Food intake, it's better to have a balanced nutrition. "
"You're actually concerned about my dinner."
"I'm also concerned about your lunch." Lulunaka said, "I want to know how you eat."
"It's a long story …" Julius looked at the smoke coming out of the carriage and floating into the sky, "Aren't you afraid that the carriage will be accidentally set on fire?
And what are you cooking? "
"This is a mobile workshop that I built with my own hands. How can it be set on fire by a little fire?
If you ask me what I'm cooking now, it's just some liquid with a pungent smell.
Of course, it's the kind that can't be drunk. "
"I don't think the things you cook are drinkable."
"Not even the fish soup I cook?"
Julius paused and shook his head, "That's not alchemy."
"For me, cooking is as interesting as alchemy."
Lulunaka smiled and looked down at Julius, "Well, it's time to answer my question: How did you eat today?"
"I went to pick up garbage." Julius replied, "From the Rat Path, I went down to the lower place."
Hearing this, Lulunaka stopped stirring the liquid. She put her hands on the stick, bent over, and leaned on the end of the stick. It looked like she was resting on the stick.
"You went down to the lower sewer?"
"Maybe even deeper." Julius said.
"That's interesting."
Lulunaka's face showed a strange smile again, "You actually went to be a scavenger, and you even went to the underground of the King's Castle … Is this a coincidence, or a strange fate?"