Sophia was a vague concept. Even in the church, the portraits and statues were only works from the last few hundred years. It was doubtful whether they were Sophia's true appearance.
That was why Sophia, who was sitting here, did not have any special thoughts about the wooden sculpture in her hands being slightly different.
"Did you really carve this yourself?"
Sophia was actually quite fond of the wooden statue in her hands. Everyone would like such an exquisite item.
"I thought you were an alchemist."
"Of course I'm an alchemist, Miss Sophia."
Lulunaka hurriedly said. She looked anxious as if she was trying to clarify some misunderstanding. "Although I like sculptures and spent a lot of effort on them, my main work is still in alchemy.
The paint used on this statue was also concocted by me. "
Sophia did not doubt Lulunaka. Barr had observed the shop for a long time. She knew very well who was the creator of those strange items.
"You're really amazing."
Although she had already felt the magic of the strange things made by Lurunaka, she couldn't help but sigh as she touched the exquisite wooden sculpture in her hand.
"It's just some random things I made."
Lulunaka scratched her head in embarrassment and replied shyly, "I thought that those things could not be sold. I didn't expect that there would be customers like Miss Sophia and Lord Barr."
Sophia thought of the spinning top that was no different from a murder weapon.
Although that thing was interesting, it was not that interesting to use it on a person. Furthermore, it would destroy her courtyard. Thus, she had already placed the spinning top with silver thorns in her storage.
"Why did you think of making such a dangerous thing?"
Sophia was a little curious. Why did this innocent and cute child think of making such a thing?
"That spinning top?"
Lulunaka tilted her head and thought for a while. She then said to Sophia, "Before I set off from my hometown, I heard that there were many bandits and bandits on the road south. Although uncle and cousin have some martial arts, what if there are too many people and they can't handle it?
So I made something like a spinning top that can deal damage in a large area. "
At this point, Lulunaka tapped her lips with her finger, looking thoughtful. "Some things are too dangerous. Uncle asked me to dismantle them, so I could only destroy them.
It's a pity that we used a lot of precious materials … "
To Sofia and Barr, who was in the corner, Lulunaka was indeed a young girl. She was a little immature, but she had many strange ideas and was skilled in alchemy.
However, Lulunaka's casual attitude of not caring what kind of toy she had created left a deeper impression on others.
"You're really like a child," Sophia said to Lulunaka.
Lulunaka laughed even more embarrassedly. "My family always says that about me … They say that I'm already so old and can even have a child, but I'm still so childish. No one will want to marry a strange girl like me."
Sophia couldn't help but laugh again. Lulunaka was really an interesting person.
After that, the two of them continued to chat and spent a pleasant afternoon tea.
Far away from the King's Castle, on the road north to the Forest of the Dead, there was a caravan heading south towards the King's Castle.
The caravan's caravan was filled with goods. The people following the caravan and sitting in the caravan all looked tired.
In the last caravan, there was someone who wasn't from the caravan.
This person had a slender figure and seemed to be a woman. However, she was wearing a thick cloak and no one could see her face.
She also carried a two-handed sword on her back. However, the sword was broken, which was a little strange.
A middle-aged man wearing leather armor followed beside the caravan. He slowed down his pace and followed beside this lonely person.
The caravan members at the front were at least in groups of two or three. The owner of the caravan stayed in his own carriage to avoid the cold. Only this person at the back seemed to be alone.
"You really don't plan to sit with our boss?" The middle-aged man asked her. "He just sent someone to invite you."
"This is also a part of cultivation."
This was the voice of a young girl. Because the cloak covered her face, the voice sounded a little dull. "Before leaving, I was reminded not to enjoy myself."
"That must be very tiring." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.
He didn't know how to get along with this strange young girl.
"After getting used to it, I won't think about how warm fire is." The young girl said. "It can also clear my mind."
Other than the monks, the middle-aged man hadn't seen anyone who went to suffer. However, if it was the young girl in front of him, it was possible.
The young girl in front of him suddenly appeared when the caravan was intercepted by the bandits in the mountains.
She seemed to come from the Forest of the Dead in the east. He didn't know why she appeared in the mountains in the west. She wore thick clothes that didn't expose a bit of her skin. Even her face was tightly wrapped by the cloak.
It was this young girl who killed more than ten vicious bandits at that time, allowing the caravan to avoid a greater loss.
This young girl only used a broken sword to kill more than half of the bandits. This kind of ability left a deep impression on people.
Even a small group of skilled mercenaries wouldn't be able to do it so easily.
This young girl's behavior was strange, and she had great strength. Although the owner of the caravan wanted to rope her in, he was afraid of her strength. Therefore, he didn't dare to get too close to her. He allowed her to follow the caravan and give them food and drink. Usually, not many people dared to approach her.
At that time, the scene of her killing the bandits scared a lot of people.
Ordinary people would naturally be afraid when they saw a lot of blood. However, her behavior at that time made even the mercenaries feel a little uncomfortable.
The middle-aged man following the young girl now was one of the few people who didn't cower because of this.
"Actually, you don't want to deal with that troublesome boss right?"
The middle-aged man smiled. "The boss is an authentic businessman. Sometimes, it's really difficult to get along with him."
The middle-aged man didn't have any prejudice against the owner of the caravan who hired him. It was normal for a businessman to be a little snobbish.
Therefore, the middle-aged man found his anxious look of wanting to please the young girl, but he couldn't get close to her at all, very interesting.
The young girl didn't answer. She seemed to have fallen asleep and didn't move again.
The middle-aged man was already used to it. He just shrugged his shoulders and didn't ask for trouble again. He walked forward.
Of course, the young girl didn't fall asleep. Her mind was placed somewhere else. It wouldn't be long before she returned to the King Castle.