Lulunaka picked up the pot and pointed the bottom of the pot at Julius, "Look, there's nothing inside."
Lulunaka's words made Julius a little unhappy, "I'm not blind, I can see what you're feeding him.
What's with the strange green smoke coming out of the bowl?
It looks so disgusting. Can you even drink something like that? "
"Of course, Mister Tuis doesn't have a stomach.
Even though he thinks he still has one. "
Lurunaka put down the small pot and patted Toursse's abdomen. Toursse's half-body armor clanked as she knocked on it.
"Maybe you can check it yourself to see if he has eaten everything in his stomach?
I think there are still crumbs of biscuits hanging on his ribs. "
Julius shook his head. He wouldn't do such a thing.
Desecrating the remains of the dead was an unlucky thing, not to mention a skeleton that was still moving after death. He didn't have the guts to do so.
"It seems like you don't want to do that. What a pity." Lulunaka looked a little regretful and changed the topic.
"The thing I'm cooking in the pot is Requiem Water. It's specially made for Undead creatures like Tuis to eat. It's not meant for Skeletons.
Generally speaking, Requiem Water is used to sprinkle on the undead. "
"Holy water?" Romuona asked.
Lulunaka shook her head, "It's a little different from holy water. You can tell just by looking at the color. This green 'water' isn't as gentle as holy water.
It's fine for the living to drink holy water, but if you drink Requiem Water, it won't be as simple as having a stomachache. "
"I won't drink something that looks suspicious." Julius immediately retorted.
Lulunaka smiled at Julius' rebuttal, "Is that so?
But when you're really hungry, you won't care so much.
Muddy water can be drunk, rotten meat can be eaten, all for the sake of survival … You should be able to understand this feeling.
What do you think when you pick up things to eat in the forest? "
Lulunaka's words reminded Julius of his memories in the forest. His expression didn't look too good.
Before meeting Lulunaka and everything that had happened, he had indeed lived like this.
Julius was silent for a while. Romuona was not interested in continuing the conversation, and the atmosphere became a little cold.
Lulunaka continued, "Where was I?
As for whether or not Requiem Water is drinkable, no matter if it's ordinary Requiem Water or the one I made, it's not something that can be consumed by the living. However, that might not be the case for the dead.
The Requiem Water I made is gentler to the dead, and not as stimulating as the traditional Requiem Water or holy water. To the dead, being splashed with Requiem Water or holy water is probably the same as being splashed with sulfuric acid. "
"But he drank it," Romuona said.
She, Julius, Olga, and Padding clearly saw Toursse drinking what was considered to be fatal to him. He drank bowl after bowl as if he was drinking wine.
"Of course, he drank it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have turned into a spirit and left." Lulunaka nodded. "That's why my Requiem Water is different.
I've always felt that Requiem Water and Holy Water in the traditional sense weren't very friendly to Undead creatures.
I know how it feels to have 'sulfuric acid' splashed on your face. "
Romuona frowned. She did not know if Lulunaka was telling the truth or just joking. If she had experienced being corroded by sulfuric acid, she would not be in such a state.
Romuona was not an ignorant girl. The corrosive liquid was very harmful to the human body. If it was splashed on one's face, it would be a horrible sight.
However, Lulunaka's face was smooth and did not look like it had been burned by sulfuric acid.
Was she lying?
Romuona did not think it was necessary for her to lie.
Lulunaka was a girl who no one knew what was going on in her mind. Or rather, a woman of unknown age.
"Why would he drink the Requiem Water that you made?
He looks like he's having a good time. "Julius pointed at Tuis.
"Some extra ingredients and an extra process turned sulfuric acid into a delicacy.
Of course, that's only for Undead like Mr. Toursse. "
Lulunaka answered. "I think my brand-new product is very suitable for people who are troubled by the Undead.
There's no requirement to use it, and you don't even need to know how to throw it. You just need to put a pot of this stuff in a suitable place, and the Undead nearby will be attracted by the smell of the Requiem Water. Then, a large group of Undead will leave their cold and useless bodies to fulfill their unfulfilled wishes.
I think I can sell this stuff to Skeletons like Toursse. Since they can communicate with each other normally, I can buy something from them. "
"Doing business with the Undead?" Romuona asked.
Lurunaka was always able to say something unexpected.
"Is there anything strange about it?
Since humans can do business with demons, it's not too bad for me to do business with the Undead, right?
Compared to demons who don't want to talk to you, I think the Undead are sometimes so honest that they're cute. I can't bear to lie to them. "
"Will there be another Undead?" Julius asked.
Although he said he was not afraid, he did not want to see another Undead. It was not good for his sleep.
As long as he thought about the undead appearing around him at every moment, he might not be able to sleep.
"There won't be another Undead."
Lulunaka answered. She reached out and touched Toursse's cheek — or perhaps it was more appropriate to call it a facial skull.
"But who can say for sure about this kind of thing?
Maybe there are still Undead Undead Skeletons in the eastern part of the Forest of the Dead. Maybe Mr. Toursse is the last one.
Either way, it's possible. "
After a while, Olga and Padding returned to the caravan and told Lulunaka that the place was ready.
Lulunaka asked them to take Toursse's remains, but she left Toursse's two-handed sword behind.
"Toursse said before he left that he had nothing to repay me for. He felt guilty.
There's no need for that at all. "
Lulunaka picked up Toursse's rusty and moss-covered sword. "As for the reward, it's here.
It's a little ugly, but it has a lot of spirit energy. It's a great material. "
"A weapon should be buried with a Warrior."
Olga said. It was obvious that he was not happy with Lulunaka taking Toursse's weapon away.
There were many types of Warriors. Some treated their weapons as tools, while others treated their weapons as their most important companions, friends, or even family members.
As for Olga, he was in the middle of the two sides. Over the years, he had changed his weapon over and over again, but because of this, he cherished every weapon he held in his hand. It was the guarantee of his life, an existence as important as his own life.
"That's usually the case," Lulunaka said. She had no intention of putting down Toursse's two-handed sword. She even swung it a few times.
"But not this sword. I have a use for it.
If it has a use for it, it's better than burying it in the ground.
I think Mr. Tuis will agree to it too. "
Lulunaka only said she had a use for the broken sword, but she did not tell anyone what it was for. She did not mention why Toursse would agree to it, either.
However, since she had said so, no one could change her mind. There was no one who could change her mind, either.
After Olga and Padding took Toursse's remains away, Lulunaka handed the broken sword to Julius. Julius accepted the weapon with a confused look. Even a scavenger would not want it.
"I'll leave this to you too. If you want to be a hero, I don't think it's a problem to carry an extra broken sword, right?" Lulunaka said.