Today, the sea was much quieter than usual.
It was not the quietness of stagnant water, but the calmness that only the sea had.
The sound of the seagulls, the gentle sound of the sea breeze, and the somewhat slow sound of the waves.
This was the tranquility of the sea.
Lulunaka stood at the end of the promontory. Beside her feet was the broken two-handed sword that had been stuck in the ground for more than a month.
For a weapon, the damp and salty air by the sea was not a good environment to interact with. The occasional rain would also cause damage to the weapon.
However, this was for a sharp weapon that was in perfect condition. For an ancient two-handed sword that had been broken and its blade had been blunted, it wasn't unacceptable for it to continue rusting.
Moreover, the rust on the broken sword did not continue to increase. After more than a month of erosion from the sea wind and rain, it did not become uglier, but it also did not grind off the rust on the sword and fill in the gaps.
Lulunaka reached out and touched the weight ball on the hilt.
The weight ball that should have been smooth and shiny was now rough to the touch, and there were also rust spots on it.
It was obviously quite bad to the touch, but for Lulunaka, this did not seem to be a problem.
"The rotten wood sprouted." She said to herself and narrowed her eyes slightly.
It was now noon, and the smoke from the church had been floating for a while. It was almost time for lunch.
Lulunaka retracted her hand and took out the knife that she had been sharpening for a while.
As a sharp weapon, the knife was treated much better than the broken sword. It was sharpened, and the "big guy" beside it, no matter how much it was sharpened, it could only look like this.
Lulunaka placed the knife on the straightened rope, and the tip of the knife pressed into the thick gap.
Without waiting or hesitating, Lulunaka pressed the knife in her hand and cut the rope.
The cut rope was like it was untied, and it quickly fell under the promontory, leaving only a small part of the broken sword.
Of course, the rope did not have the spirituality to experience the preciousness of freedom. The reason why it fell so quickly was because there was a heavy object tied to the other end — a living person.
Romuona, who happened to be nearby, saw this scene.
This time, Lulunaka did not turn around to make a shushing gesture, and she did not nearly scream like the first time.
Although she was already used to Lulunaka's strange behavior, it didn't mean that Romuona's heart wouldn't fluctuate because of her behavior. She wouldn't treat the fact that a life might have been lost as a trivial matter.
She had only become quieter … or rather, more reserved.
Although she was not a lively girl to begin with.
"Julius is still hanging down there," Romuona said. This was not a question, but a confirmation.
There was no doubt that Julius was tied to the other end of the rope. She had seen him jump off the edge of the sea this morning.
And now, seemingly without any warning, Lulunaka cut the rope — why did she do that?
Lulunaka turned around and looked at Romuona.
In her sight, she could still see Olga running over from afar.
Obviously, Olga also saw what Lulunaka did from afar.
"Yes, of course, Julius is still hanging down there."
Lulunaka replied. Looking at her face, there was no fluctuation of emotions, only a faint smile, "But now, it can't be considered as hanging down there."
Lulunaka looked at the knife in her hand, and the smile on her face widened, "The rope is broken, of course he can't continue to be hanging down there."
Was this how she looked when she killed someone?
Romuona did not know what to say for a moment. Blame her for killing Julius?
Or was it her nonchalant attitude?
After all, when she killed the Church's knight, she also had this smile.
Then, that brave but reckless young man died just like that?
Romuona could not believe it. It happened too suddenly, and everything seemed unreal.
But Lulunaka's thoughts seemed to be different from Romuona's.
She turned her head, and shouted towards the bottom of the cape, "If you're not dead, hurry up and climb up, or else you won't have lunch!"
Lulunaka's shout did not get a response. If it was a dead person, it would not be able to give her a response.
After a while, when Olga had already reached Romuona's side, the response to Lulunaka's shout appeared.
One hand was placed on the edge of the cape, then the other hand.
Then it was Julius's head, his arms, his upper body, his waist, his legs …..
Until his whole body appeared in front of Lulunaka's eyes.
"You actually cut the rope!" Julius was on all fours on the ground, looking very miserable.
Compared to the fatigue caused by the physical exhaustion, it seemed that Lulunaka's actions had a greater impact on him. This gave him quite a shock, and he was panting heavily.
"When the other end of the rope fell into the sea, I felt like I was being strangled by a noose, and could be pulled into the sea at any time!"
"That's why you climbed up. You should thank me for encouraging you."
Lulunaka laughed, "If I didn't cut the rope, you would definitely think: Oh, even if I didn't succeed this time, the rope is my lifeline anyway. It's okay, there's still the next time ….." As Lulunaka said this, her finger traced the edge of the knife, looking completely like a bad person.
"I hope you can understand that there's no next time.
In this way, I think you would have climbed up earlier, and not dragged on for another half a month.
Although I've been with you for so long, in fact, my time is very precious. "
This sounded like a way of encouragement, but no one was willing to be encouraged like this, including Julius.
Julius wanted to say something, but when he thought that the other party was Lulunaka, it seemed that no matter what he said, it would be meaningless. If he angered her, he might be kicked down again — the kind that was not tied with a rope.
Thinking of this, Julius no longer wasted his breath on Lulunaka. Compared to confronting Lulunaka, he now needed to calm his violently beating heart immediately.
For him, climbing with only one chance was too exciting. As Lulunaka said, if he failed, there would be no rope to hold him back. The only one who could pull him and drag him into the sea was the Grim Reaper at the other end of the rope.
As for Lulunaka, who once held the rope, in Julius's view, she was actually not inferior to the Grim Reaper.
"His life doesn't seem to be as precious as your time."
Olga shook his head and said these words very directly. Obviously, he had opinions about Lulunaka's approach.
"Master Olga, I'm lashing out with love. Please understand." Lulunaka smiled, not unhappy because of Olga's dissatisfaction.
"If you only look at the result, isn't this a very good ending?
He climbed up and did not die on the reef. "
"What if he failed?"
Lulunaka just smiled at Olga's question and did not answer.
Although Lulunaka did not answer, Olga also knew what she meant.
Since Lulunaka did not intend to say anything unpleasant, then he better not pursue it anymore.
When Julius stood up, Lulunaka pulled out the broken sword from the ground and threw it to Olga.
"Master Olga, give it a try?"
Olga stretched out his right hand and caught the broken sword.
For a tall warrior like him, even holding a two-handed sword was not a difficult task, let alone a broken sword that had lost part of its weight.
He understood what Lulunaka meant by giving it a try. His eyes were already looking at Julius who had just caught his breath.
As soon as Julius raised his head, he saw the excited Lurunaka, Olga, who was staring at him, and Romuona, who was looking at him from not far away.
Before he could react, Olga had already opened his mouth. "Kid, clench your teeth and look at me."
Julius looked at Olga and met the old man's eyes.
With just one glance, Julius tightened his grip on the cross-shaped sword in his hand.
He did not understand the meaning of Olga's words, but Olga's eyes told him that he should tighten his grip on the weapon.
Without any superfluous words, after Julius tightened his grip on the weapon, Olga had already rushed forward, brandishing the broken sword, slashing diagonally at Julius' shoulder.
Olga did not use his full strength, but he was serious. Without any hesitation, the curved blade of the sword smashed at Julius' shoulder.
Before Julius could react, Olga had already rushed in front of him.
Although he was holding the cross-shaped sword tightly, it was still too late to block Olga's broken sword.
He did not raise his sword. His body leaned forward, rolling forward past Olga's side.
Olga's broken sword swung empty air, not slashing at Julius' shoulder. Instead, his shoulder was smashed askew.
Julius rolled twice on the ground, avoiding Olga's slash. He maintained his half-kneeling position and turned to face Olga, raising his sword to protect his head.
It was just a back and forth, Olga and Julius did not really have a direct confrontation.
There was no clash of swords. One was an old man with a broken sword that could not kill, and the other was a young man who did not know what battle was and had been hung under the promontory for more than a month.
Lulunaka clapped her hands, looking very happy.
"Thank you two for your help, allowing me to see what I wanted to see.
Now, let's go have lunch first? "