When Luluna and Julius returned to the store, it was already dusk. On the way back, the two did not find a carriage along the way, so they had to walk in the direction of the diaspora, which also allowed Julius to see all kinds of new things along the way, as well as people of different colors or races. At King's Castle, he saw things he might not necessarily see in the village in his lifetime, camels with Bactrian roots, pointed ears of all skin colors—elves who lived as long as dwarves, but not every elf was a handsome man and a beautiful woman, as Julius had heard in the story. Although most of those elves are slender and tall, in terms of appearance, they are not so much handsome as thin. While some of the elves were as beautiful as he imagined, most of them just had a very ordinary face.

No elves are dressed in rich costumes, nor are they clothed with leaves and vines. Everyone wears ordinary clothes and does things that are no different from ordinary people.

On the way back, Lulunaka asked Julius, "Do you think it's very different from the spirit in your heart?"

Julius did think so, so he could only nod his head.

"If the elves are savage, they are no better than the orcs in the Warcraft Plains far to the north. Lulunaka said, "If you happen to encounter wild elves in the Forest of the Dead, you'll probably hate this race. ”

"Sounds like you hate them. Julius said.

Lulunaka chuckled when she heard this, and her little head shook, "How can I hate them? You see, they're no different from the rest of the inhabitants now, but more than a hundred years ago, elves were synonymous with slaves in this city. ”

"Slaves. Julius repeated the word once again, and just as a few elven children ran past him, the sound of frolicking remained in his ears. "They're slaves?"

Lulunaka put her finger to her lips, "Don't be so loud, for their long-lived race, freedom is just a breath of fresh air, but before they are forgetful enough to be a hundred years old—for elves, hundreds of years of shame are more memorable than a hundred years of freedom." ”

Julius didn't know what to say, for to him, it was a completely unreal thing, especially when he saw that these elves were no different from ordinary people.

When the two returned to the store, Pasta was still sitting on the edge of the counter, his eyes closed, but he had an extra teapot at hand. When the two came in, Pasta didn't even open his eyes, "It's too early for the two kids to go home." Do we need to set a threshold here?"

"I think you can discuss this with Ward, the threshold of our store probably depends on how diligent my dog is. ”

At this time, Ward also came in through the door, and he spun around Lulunaka's feet a few times before running out again, presumably thinking that Lulunaka had nothing to feed her.

"It only eats, and it's stupid to be a watchdog. Lulunaka took the wrapped cross-sword from Julius' back and tossed it to Pasta, "Return to its rightful owner." ”

Pasta reached out and took the cross-sword, and maintained the posture of receiving the sword for a while, "If you say that things will be returned to their rightful owners, I will take them as a joke." ”

"I thought you'd be happy. Lulunaka laughed, "When I snatched the sword from you, your face was really ...... Interesting. ”

Pasta didn't change anything when it was mentioned from before, just smiled, "That's all from the past...... But it didn't take long. ”

"It's been more than half a year. "Now, autumn is halfway over, and winter is not far off." ”

"It's not autumn yet, so let's not talk about winter. Pasta placed the crosssword that was once her own under the counter. "This kid has you off, and he has taken back the sword he was holding. ”

"No, I just thought about it a little bit, and I think it's really not very appropriate for him to carry your sword around the market in this King's Castle. Lulunaka picked up a wooden mask from the exhibition stand and put it on her face, "You are a silver knight, you are a little famous in the King's Castle, you must have a few acquaintances, right? In that case, someone should also know your cross sword, right?

Pasta nodded, "There are indeed a few acquaintances. ”

"Do you have any enemies, would you like me to help?" Lulunaka continued.

Pasta shook her head with a smile.

"Isn't the person who signed that pact with you an enemy?" Lulunaka seemed to not intend to let Pasta go, and approached him wearing the wooden mask. "I think you know better than I know where mages live in this King's Castle. The wooden mask that Luluna wore had no ornamentation, only the lines carved by the knife, and the lines came round and round until they converged in the very center of the mask, leaving only a small black hole. It's the same pattern that sent him, Julius, and Olga into a nightmare to be tortured and tried.

"Don't make fun of me, niece. Pasta smiled wryly, "There are too many complicated things in this King's Castle, and if you act recklessly, you will get into a lot of trouble." ”

Lulunaka reached out and touched Pasta's head, "Do you think I'm going to be a trouble-scared person?"

Because Lulunaka was wearing a mask, Pasta couldn't see her expression, only the swirling lines imprinted in the depths of his pupils, "Indeed, you're not a trouble-prone guy. ”

Laughter leaked from the mask, "I'm just kidding, uncle. ”

"I can't laugh at your joke. Pasta said. He knew who Lulunaka was, a humanoid disaster who was never afraid of trouble, but who would cause trouble to others.

"Forget it, let's have some fun. Lulunaka sat down at the counter again, and the place seemed to be her exclusive place, "Are there any guests here today?"

"Nope. Pasta replied, "Even if someone came to our store, probably no one would buy these strange things." ”

"Do you mean this thing on my face?" Lulunaka turned to look at Julius, who had been staring at the strange objects on the display since she entered, occasionally holding a few of them in her hands and fiddling with them carefully. "Julius. Lulunaka shouted to Julius, "Do you think there's anything strange on my face?"

Julius looked at Lulunaka, blinked, and then reached out and rubbed her eyes, "I feel a little uncomfortable. ”

"Is that uncomfortable? Pasta kept looking at me. Lulunaka said.

"He's not home yet. Pasta said, "I think you still use this mask to cover it up, ordinary people will probably have a strong feeling of dizziness when they see it, and if they are weak, they may vomit out." ”

"How could there be such a fragile person?" Lulunaka laughed, "You're underestimating others. ”

"I'm worried about ordinary people, these things that you want to sell, I don't think it's suitable for ordinary people. Pasta said.

When half of the sun's face fell under the strait, the store was lit up.

In the inner hall, the three of Lulunaka sat around a small table with today's dinner on it. A loaf of bread, a bowl of broth, a few fruits for each person, and that's their dinner for the day. In the middle of the table was a candlestick lit with candles, adding a little more light to the dark inner hall.

Before the three of them could leave, Lulunaka pulled out another loaf of bread and placed it next to Julius' bowl. Julius was stunned for a moment, Lulunaka had changed her sex, and suddenly became better for herself, although it was just a loaf of bread, but her words in the past, it was already merciful not to snatch away his original loaf of bread.

"Happy?" Lulunaka smiled at Julius, "I remember when the two of us first met, I gave you several packets of food, because you looked so thin at the time, so thin that I was afraid that the wolf would take you away, and I didn't think you could gnaw your bones." ”

It wasn't a long time ago, but Julius' face turned red when Lulunaka said it. But then Lulunaka's words made his face stiffen. "Speaking of which, these two loaves of bread and a bowl of broth are your food for the past three days, and I still can't help it. ”

With these words, Julius's spoon stopped in mid-air, and the soup ran down the spoon and dripped into the bowl.

"Uncle Pasta, when the King's Castle was at its most prosperous, there was no shortage of rats. Lulunaka turned to Pasta, "Then when you're down, I don't think there's going to be a shortage of rats, right?"

This time, Pasta's face changed, "You know that with who I used to be, that kind of place is not suitable for me to go. ”

"Nothing out of place. Lulunaka said, "Since you have even done such a thing as murder, what is wrong with the rat path? and have you forgotten? You are not a noble knight now. ”

Pasta sighed, "You're right, I really don't have anything to be picky about. ”