Julius raised his head and looked at Olga.
Olga's words caused his hands to stop moving. "Will I destroy a sword like this?" he asked Olga.
Olga glanced at the broken sword in Julius's hand and continued, "You sharpened the sword a little faster than usual today. I can see that you are a little anxious.
If you work with this kind of mood, you will mess things up. "
Julius was not someone who did not listen to the opinions of others. Olga's words still entered his ears.
He picked up the whetstone and no longer pressed it against the sword to wipe it.
"But."
He glanced at the broken sword and then looked at Olga. "Does this sword really have any value in maintaining it?
The sword is covered in rust and the blade is chipped all over … Perhaps it can no longer be called a sword. With such a blunt object, calling it a bar of iron would be an exaggeration. "
Julius said. Moreover, it seemed that he had tested whether this broken sword could still cut through anything, but from his words, it was not optimistic.
Julius's words were not exaggerated. What he said was the truth.
This sword was already broken, and it was no longer sharp.
If a sword had a life of its own, then this sword was undoubtedly 'dead'.
Olga, as a skilled martial artist, after wielding this broken sword a few times, he was already certain that it was not the best choice for a warrior.
Only in the worst and most desperate times, when a person only had this kind of scrap metal in their hand, would they wield this kind of weapon to protect themselves.
As a weapon, this broken sword was already worthless.
But as an object with history, then it undoubtedly had an important meaning.
A weapon from a hundred years ago, a weapon that came from a battle that affected later generations, a weapon that personally experienced civil strife … As an antique, it really did have some value.
This was Olga's opinion.
Different from Julius and Olga, Lulunaka seemed to have other opinions, but she did not intend to tell others. She just stuffed the broken sword to Julius and let him work without letting him ask why.
Now Lulunaka was with Julius and Olga. She stopped the lead carriage, calmed the horse, and climbed to a stone wall to sit down, playing with two small things in her hands.
Lulunaka sat not far away, so Julius and Olga could see her.
Lurunaka was now playing with two small things in her hands. They were two crystal clear green balls, and one could see that there was something floating inside.
Whether it was Olga, Julius, Romuona, or Padding, they were all very familiar with what it was — the alchemy bomb that Lulunaka named the Screaming Lady.
Lulunaka used this alchemy product, including the alchemy dog Ward, which was obviously not a living thing, to end the conspiracy and massacre against Romuona, although the way she dealt with it was very disagreeable.
Almost everyone was dead, and only the people who were still standing here were left.
Now Lulunaka took out the Screaming Lady and played with it in her hands, as if she was playing with two beads. Seeing this scene, Olga could not help but feel worried.
On the one hand, he knew that Lulunaka did seem to have a lot of such deadly things. On the other hand, he began to worry about whether Lulunaka would have an accident if she played with the dangerous things like this.
Looking at Lulunaka, it seemed that she was not worried about the possible accidents that might happen to her. At that time, she was also in the range of the Screaming Lady and looked completely fine. She probably had some unknown means to avoid the impact of the sound wave.
But safety was only for Lulunaka. Others did not have this ability.
Today, Lulunaka did not hold a mortar or something like that in her hand to do her suspicious alchemy. She just held two beautiful "beads" and played with them. But this behavior was enough to make people tremble with fear.
Lulunaka noticed Olga and the others' gazes and looked at them with a smile. "What's wrong?
Master Olga, I didn't do anything bad today. "
"Maybe you should pay attention to your safety, especially ours." Olga said.
His meaning was obvious, and his gaze was fixed on the Screaming Lady in Lulunaka's hand.
Lulunaka, of course, noticed where Olga's gaze stopped.
"Don't worry, this is very safe now. There is no danger." She raised the Screaming Lady in her hand. The green crystal shone under the sunlight.
"Even I know what to pay attention to when it comes to explosive items.
Although you shouldn't be able to see it, the fuse has been temporarily removed by me. Please don't worry. "
Olga could not see whether there was a fuse on this strange bomb, but since Lulunaka said so, he could only believe it.
There was nothing to say about staying with Julius, so Olga returned to Romuona's side.
Romuona was still sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage, leaning on the side. She had no intention of getting down.
She was still looking at Lulunaka, but her gaze occasionally fell on Julius.
Seeing that Olga had left, Lulunaka looked at Julius.
Seeing Julius put the broken sword on his knee, holding the whetstone she gave him, she shouted, "Are you slacking off, hero?"
Lulunaka's teasing tone was too strong, making Julius's face slightly red.
There was a little panic after being found out that he was slacking off, and there was also a little embarrassment after being teased by Lulunaka.
However, the sloppy guy had no reason and qualifications to refute, not to mention that Lulunaka had once said that it was a joke that could not be taken as a joke, which made him a little nervous.
"Relax, it's just a joke." Lulunaka laughed, making Julius feel a little relieved.
"You think that the work I gave you is boring, right?" Lulunaka asked.
Julius wanted to say yes, but he did not dare to say it out loud. If he really answered, what was Lulunaka going to do?
The unknown made Julius hesitate and afraid.
When Julius did not know what to say, Lulunaka continued, "Don't be shy like a girl, it's too ugly.
I have never seen a hero who was unwilling to speak the truth because of fear. Do you want to be the first? "
Lulunaka sat on the edge of the stone wall, the two screaming ladies were placed on the inside of her thighs, her hands were holding her cheeks, and her two legs were swinging.
Lulunaka had already said this, Julius felt that if he did not speak, then Lulunaka would probably be angry.
Compared to being caught for being lazy, his current cowardly attitude would probably make Lulunaka angrier.
Although Lulunaka had a kind smile on her face, it did not mean that she did not have any emotions. It was just that even if she was not happy, she would still look like this.
For Julius, Lulunaka was a witch with an unknown age wearing the skin of a young girl. This was something that would never change.
But at the same time, for Julius, this witch was quite good to him … … if she did not ask him to do something that seemed meaningless.
Julius raised the broken sword so that Lulunaka could see it. "This broken sword is just a piece of scrap iron."
He said, "No matter how much effort I put in, with just a whetstone, it is impossible to restore its sharpness. It is only possible for a blacksmith to melt it in the furnace."
Lulunaka nodded. It seemed that she did not have any emotions because of Julius's words. It seemed that she was thinking about something, which made Julius a little more uneasy.
"So you think so, but it is not surprising.
This broken sword is indeed a piece of scrap iron, it can't cut people at all. "
When Julius heard that Lulunaka also agreed with his words, his expression became a lot better.
But Lulunaka's next words made his expression become bitter.
"But this kind of thing is not important."
Lulunaka stretched out her finger and pointed at Julius, the smile on her face did not diminish, "You just continue to polish this sword. I have another evaluation standard in my heart.
It is not important whether it can be used or not. "