By midday, Lulunaka finally pulled Julius up. By this time, Romeona had already left this dangerous position to help prepare lunch, and if Julius had that room to spare, he would probably be glad that no girl of his own age had seen his current ugliness—as for Luluna, she was not classified by him as his age.

When Julius was pulled up, only Lulunaka and Ward were by his side. Ward was no longer the yellow-haired dog that had lost its hair, and Lulunaka didn't know when she changed her sleek black fur for her, turning her yellow-haired dog into a swarthy and shiny dog. Without his long hair, Ward looked energetic and less energetic.

As Julius crawled on the ground and spat out the water from his stomach, Ward stood by him, as if mocking his ugliness, with his head held high and barking from time to time. The dog was just as bad as his owner, but Julius didn't have the spare to bother Ward, and if Lulunaka hadn't pulled him up, he would have fainted from the waves. The waves, which were like water splashed by buckets, made him almost afraid of the sea.

Lulunaka crouched beside Julius, looking in high spirits, not caring that Julius had spat out the sea water mixed with other messes, and Julius had probably vomited out all the things he had eaten in the morning. "It's been more than I expected to make it this far. I thought I'd pull you up sooner. Tomorrow, I hope you can perform better, I'm looking forward to it. ”

Julius only thinks that Lulunaka is telling a very funny joke, but it is a joke that is completely unlaughable. "Are you ...... "Julius tried to speak, but immediately vomited again....... Being hung on a rope was not a pleasant experience, especially since the rope was still swaying wildly for some reason, and coupled with the impact of the waves, he was like a rag doll tied to the rope, ravaged by a storm. Although there is no storm on this seashore now, and he is not hanging from a tree, there is no doubt that it is the case when it comes to experience, and even more so.

Lulunaka continued, completely unconcerned that Julius had something to say, but couldn't say anything, "If you want to refuse, you can do it, but then you can return the sword to me, and go back to your village." If you go south, I don't think you're in danger, you won't be taken by wild beasts on the road, will you?"

Listening to Lulunaka's words, her meaning seemed very clear. Either stay and continue to accept her terrible "game", or get out of here. Julius didn't think Lulunaka was a slender woman who couldn't let him go, and if he really wanted to go, she would kick him in the ass and drive him back to the village where there was nothing.

For Julius, there was nothing but him. If you're alone, it's the same no matter where you go. But only by staying here, by Lulunaka's side, could he get something, something he'd always wanted.

Julius didn't know if Lulunaka was really willing to give it to him, and he didn't know if he could actually get something from Lulunaka. But he had to try it to know if it was possible, and if he didn't even have a chance to try it, then he wouldn't get anything.

After Julius finished spitting, he held the sword in both hands, used the sword as a crutch, and allowed himself to stand up. "I'll stay...... Whatever you're going to do, I'm going to hold on!

Seeing Julius holding on, Lulunaka also stood up, very satisfied, "That's right...... That's what I want to see. Remember to be here on time tomorrow, but don't be late. If you can still eat, come with me to lunch. Lulunaka turned to leave, but halfway through she turned back and continued to Julius, "Give you some purpose—when you can climb up from below by yourself, instead of being pulled up by me, this excesses will be over." Surely you can do it, right?"

When Julius heard this, his newly mustered courage almost shrank back. How difficult would it be to climb up such a cliff? The slippery stone wall, which had been battered by the sea for many years, had little place to settle down, and if he had to climb up, there would be endless waves behind him, and there would always be a way to drain his strength, spirit, and will.

But here Lulunaka, he didn't have any chance to ask for a hint of relaxation. Julius had to really try to do it—no, he had to, or he might die in the waves.

"Come on, I'm looking forward to it. Lulunaka waved at Julius, this time leaving for real, leaving Julius still there to catch her breath. "Don't let me down. ”

After Lulunaka left, Ward was still with Julius. It circled around Julius a few times, screamed a few times, and then left with Lulunaka.

After Lulunaka and her dog walked away, Julius looked at the rope on her body. "You didn't tell me how to untie the rope......" he muttered to himself. Before he went back to lunch, he had more trouble to settle - if he dared to cut off the rope from his sword with his sword, Lulunaka would probably tie him to a stone and throw him deep into the sea.

Time passed quickly, and seemed relatively calm and peaceful, except for the fact that Julius was hanging under the cape. Fifteen more days passed after he was kicked off the cape for the first time.

Julius was also hung under the cape today, swaying by the waves and confused. Julius probably didn't know that in the past half a month, Lulunaka had quietly added almost half of his time. Lulunaka extended the amount of time he stayed below every day, which was not much, but when it accumulated, it became a considerable amount of time.

Today, Lulunaka still sits beside the two-handed broken sword that was used as a stake for rope, sharpening her knife. The knife had been sharpened by her, but she was still sharpening, as if she had to sharpen the blade of the knife to be satisfied.

The way she sat there sharpening her knife would have been something Julius would have trembled if she had seen it. She now had a very sharp knife, and it was easier to cut a rope than to cut a living thing. But he was under the cape now, and he didn't have the chance to see Lulunaka sharpening her knives.

Lulunaka is not the only one who can see Julius's bleak appearance now. Not far off the coast, both Olga and Patin saw Julius suffering. It wasn't clear, but it was clear enough to understand what Julius was in now.

Olga and Pattin, one just came out of the forest and passed by, and the other was fishing on the shore. Here, there is no opportunity for idlers to eat for nothing, everyone has to work to eat. Olga carried a wild boar on her shoulder, and the boar was still breathing, but looking at the wounds on its body, it was not far from death. Patin had a basket at his feet, and the fish he had caught was almost full.

There weren't many people in the chapel, but everyone had a great appetite except for Romeona. Not to mention the three adult men and Julius, who is still growing her body, Lulunaka's fleshless appearance is surprising.

This is where Padin fishes, and you can see the whole cape, including Luluna and Julius at the tip of the cape. It was a marvellous sight of a young man hanging from the bottom of a promontory like a prisoner to be executed, and a maiden sitting above it like an executioner, though the executioner was a woman and looked too young.

"Her so-called game has been going on for half a month. Patin said that his conversation would not be to the sea, but to Olga. That stupid boy also persisted for half a month. When do you think he's going to give up. ”

Olga and Patin had figured out what Lulunaka and Julius were doing earlier, and at the same time, they had no chance to interfere. No one could stop Lulunaka, and no one could persuade Julius to give up what was tantamount to suicide.

"If he gives up now, he's almost like dead – whether he falls on the reef or leaves here, it's death to him. Olga said. If he landed on the reef, then Julius would be left with only a cold corpse in this world, and if he left here, he would return to the village, and life would be equivalent to death for him. He will do nothing, live as a villager, and then die as a villager.

"It's better to hold on a little longer, maybe we'll see some opportunities...... Chance. After Olga said this, she left the shore where Padin was fishing.

Patin looked at the sea and his gaze fell on the boom. The bamboo fishing rod was like a raised weapon in his hand, not moving at all, only the thread at the front swayed with the waves.