"Come, let me introduce you to my new friends," Lulunaka took Apo's hand and dragged him in front of Romuona and the others.
At this time, Romuona and the others got off the carriage and came to the front of the caravan.
Both sides briefly introduced themselves.
For Romuona, Apo was a tall old man with a bent waist, which made her realize that perhaps this was what a person in his old age should look like. For Julius, the first impression that Apo gave him was that he was strange, like an old man who did not smile. For Olga, Apo was his peer, but he felt that Apo was older. For Padding, Apo's clothes made him a little curious.
It was a robe that only priests could wear. At first glance, it was impossible to see its original appearance because it was sewn everywhere, and the excessive repair made this robe look ordinary.
For Apo, Lulunaka brought a grown man, an old man, and two children. That was all, but it was far more than that.
Apo turned to look at Lulunaka, "Your new friends look quite good.
I thought that you would only know some strange people and not be interested in ordinary people. "
"Apo, you are too rude to people you meet for the first time and to me."
Lulunaka's face showed a little dissatisfaction, and she reached out to poke Apo's shoulder, looking like a young girl who was acting spoiled to her elders.
Romuona and the others had never seen Lulunaka like this, which made them a little surprised.
"You're the one who thinks it's rude to say that it's' ordinary '. You're the one who is the most rude." Abo didn't change because of Lurunaka's coquettish behavior. His tone was still flat and direct.
Then he looked at Romuona and the others, and then his eyes fell on Olga and Padding.
For Apo, children like Romuona and Julius were naturally not the first people to deal with.
"There is a stable behind the church, but only horses, not carriages," Apo said, "Unload the carriages to the warehouse next to the stable, and keep the horses in the stable.
Although the waves under the cliff will not come up, the sound of the waves may frighten the horses, so be prepared. "
After saying these words, Apo walked to the door of the church.
He did not express welcome to Romuona and the others, and it seemed that he did not intend to receive them with hospitality.
But he did not show them any intention to refuse, and told them where to settle the caravan.
Olga and Padin looked at each other. The other party seemed to be a strange old man. It seemed that normal interactions would not work.
But they still had to be polite.
Olga bowed to Apo who turned and left, and thanked him loudly, "Thank you for your hospitality, it is very timely for us."
Apo just waved his hand, and did not respond to Olga.
His waving back seemed to indicate that he did not need to care, but it was easy to give the illusion that he was not welcome.
Romuona thought that she was probably overthinking. Since Lulunaka brought them here, then Lulunaka would not take them to a place where visitors were not welcome. She believed so, although Lulunaka's attitude always made people worry whether she was lying or not.
Arugel opened the door of the church.
The door of the church was made of wood, and when it was opened, there was an unpleasant creaking sound, as if it had not been opened for a long time, and when it was suddenly opened, it was like a rusty gear turning again.
The wooden door was very old, and the carvings on the door had been smoothed out, turning into pieces of blurred mosaic.
Coupled with the creaking sound that scratched the heart, it really made people wonder when it would fall, or why it could be maintained for so long.
After opening the door, Apo walked in and disappeared into the church.
There was no welcome, no reception, no waiting, as if Julius and the others were not guests.
They were indeed not his guests, but Lulunaka's guests.
Olga and Padding were driving the carriage to the stable behind the church that Apo said. It was a little difficult for two people to drive five carriages, but it was not a big problem for such a short distance.
There was indeed a spacious path beside the church, just enough for the carriages to pass through. It was probably prepared for travelers and caravans passing through here.
But on such a remote and steep promontory, no one knew if there would really be guests here.
At least for now, this shabby church did have a group of guests.
Olga and Padding were working, while Romuona and Julius stood in the same place, facing the church door that was opened.
The two did not stand side by side. Romuona was in front, and Julius was behind.
Julius wanted to help settle the carriages, but he was rejected by Olga, saying that he would only be a hindrance.
Julius did not understand how he was a hindrance. He was not a weak noble lady, so he should be able to help out a little, right?
But he could not refute Olga's words, so Julius could only stay.
After the door was opened, Lulunaka turned to look at the two standing there and shouted at them, "What are you standing there for?
It's not easy to find a place to rest and shelter from the wind and rain. Do you plan to use leaves as a blanket and mud as a cushion like in the forest? "
Lulunaka was exaggerating. The days they spent in the forest were not as bad as she said. At least everyone was given warm and sturdy sleeping gear. When they needed to rest, they could also make a bonfire to take a breather.
But sleeping gear and bonfire could not compare to the sense of security brought by sturdy walls and roofs, even if it was a church that had been repaired countless times.
Lulunaka walked in first. At this time, Ward, who jumped down from the last carriage, also trotted in after Lulunaka.
After the man and dog entered the church, only Julius and Romuona were left in the open space in front of the church.
Finally, Romuona and Julius walked into the church one after another.
After entering, Romuona began to observe the surroundings.
This church was very different from the ones she knew.
There were only two benches left for believers, and they were pushed to the corner.
Where there should have been rows of benches, wooden boxes of different sizes were piled up. There were also a few tattered flower pots with withered plants in them.
The pulpit in front of them was still the same, at least it looked that way.
There was no cross, no decoration, not even a candlestick.
The shabbiest of chapels is no more than this.
Behind the pulpit, in the upper position, there was a glass painting. For such a church, this was perhaps the most valuable thing here.
She didn't know how long it had been since the glass painting was cleaned. It was covered with a thick layer of dust and had traces of being blackened. At least it proved that someone used to pray here. Otherwise, the glass painting wouldn't have traces of being burned by incense.
On the glass painting that was no longer clear, the sunlight from the outside penetrated through and landed on the interior of the chapel.
Because there was too much dust, there were only a few weak rays of light.
Apo stood in front of the pulpit. The weak light and dust fell on him.
He turned his head and faced Lulunaka and the others. "If you want to pray, I'm afraid this is not the right place."