"Come, introduce my new friend to you," Luluna grabbed Apo's hand and dragged him to Romeona and the others. At this time, Romeona and the others all got out of the carriage and came to the front of the convoy.

Both sides briefly introduced themselves.

To Romeona, Po was a tall, bent old man who made her realize that this might be what a person should look like in his twilight years, to Julius, his first impression was strange, he looked like an old man who didn't say a word, to Olga, he was his peer but gave him a much older feeling, and to Pattin, Po's clothes made him a little curious. It was a robe that only a priest could wear, and at first glance it was no longer visible in its original form, because it had been sewn everywhere, and the over-repairing had made the robe ordinary.

For Po, Lulunaka brings an adult man, an old man, two children, and that's it, but it's much more than that.

Apo turned to Lulunaka, "Your new friends look pretty good. I thought you would only know some weirdos and not be interested in ordinary people. ”

"Apo, you're being rude to the people you meet for the first time and to me. Lulunaka looked a little disgruntled, and reached out to poke Apo's shoulder, looking like a girl who was spoiling her elders. Lulunaka's appearance, which they had never seen before, surprised them a little.

"You who think that this kind of evaluation is rude is the most rude person. Apo didn't change all because of Luluna's coquettish appearance, and his tone was still flat and straightforward. Then he looked at Romeona and them, and then his eyes fell on Olga and Pattin. For Po, children like Romeo and Julius would not be the first to deal with.

"There are stables behind the chapel, but only the horses can be put in, not the carriages. "Unload the wagon into the warehouse next to the stable, where the horses are located." The waves under the cliff won't roll up, but the sound of the waves may frighten the horses, so be prepared. ”

After saying these words, Awa walked towards the door of the chapel. He did not welcome Romeo and the others, and did not seem to have any intention of receiving them warmly. But he didn't show any rejection of them, and told them where to set up the convoy.

Olga and Patin looked at each other, the other seemed to be an eccentric old man, and ordinary dealings didn't seem to work. But there is still to be politeness. Olga saluted Awa, who had turned to leave, and thanked him profusely, "Thank you for your reception, it's timely for us. ”

Apo just waved his hand and didn't look back to respond to Olga. The back of his waving hand looks like he doesn't care, but it tends to give the illusion that he is expressing diswelcome.

Romeona thought she was probably overthinking, since Lulunaka had brought them here, so Lulunaka wouldn't have taken them to a place where visitors were not welcome...... That's what she believes, even though Lulunaka's attitude always makes people worry if she's lying.

Ah ** opened the door of the chapel. The door of the chapel was wooden, and when it was pushed open, there was an unpleasant creaking sound, as if it had not been pushed open in a long time, and suddenly it was opened, as if rusty gears were turning again.

The wooden door is very old, and the carvings on the façade have been smoothed out into a blurred mosaic. Coupled with the crunch that tickled at my heart, it was very doubtful when it would fall, or even wonder why it had lasted so long.

After pushing the door open, Apo walked in and disappeared into the chapel. There was no welcome, no reception, no waiting, just as Julius and the others were not guests. It is true that they are not his guests, but Lulunaka's.

Olga and Patin were driving the carriage to the stable behind the chapel that Apo had mentioned, and it was a bit of a struggle for the two of them to get five carriages, but it wasn't a big problem if it was just a small distance. There was indeed a wide path at the side of the chapel, just big enough for horse-drawn carriages to pass through, and I think it was intended for travelers and caravans passing through here.

But on such a remote and steep promontory, no one knows whether there will really be guests here. At least for now, the dilapidated chapel did have a group of guests.

Olga and Patin were at work, and Romeoone and Julius stood still, facing the chapel with the door open. The two did not stand side by side, with Romeona in front and Julius behind. Julius had planned to help set up the carriage, but Olga refused, saying that he would only get in the way. Julius didn't understand where he could get in the way, and he wasn't a weak aristocratic lady, so it was always okay to help out with some work, right?

But Olga's words were not to be refuted, and Julius had to stay.

When the gate opened, Lulunaka turned to look at the two of them and shouted to them, "What are you doing there standing there?

Lulunaka was exaggerating, they weren't as bad as she said they were in the forest, at least everyone had a warm and sturdy bed, and when they had to rest, they could make a campfire and catch their breath. But bedding and campfires are no match for the peace of mind that comes with solid walls and roofs, even in houses of worship that look dilapidated and have been repaired countless times.

Lulunaka walked in first, and Ward, who had jumped out of the last carriage, also trotted in with Lulunaka. When the man entered the chapel, the only ones left in the open space in front of the chapel were Julius and Romeona.

Eventually, Romeo and Julius entered the chapel one after the other.

Once inside, Romeona began to look around. This chapel was very different from the chapel she knew. There were only two benches left for the believers, which were pushed into the corners. Where there should have been rows of benches, there were wooden boxes of various sizes, and several tattered flower pots, with withered plants inside. The pulpit in front of it remained the same, or at least it seemed so. There were no crosses, no ornaments, not even a candlestick. The poorest chapel is no more than that. Behind the pulpit, above it, there is a glass painting, which is perhaps the most valuable thing for such a chapel. The glass painting hadn't been cleaned for an unknown amount of time, covered with a thick layer of ash and blackened marks - at least it proved that there were still people who prayed here, otherwise the glass painting would not have been smoked by incense. On the glass painting, which was no longer visible, sunlight from the outside penetrated through and fell on the inside of the chapel. Because there was so much dust, it was just a few faint beams of light.

Po stood in front of the pulpit, a faint light and dust falling on him. He turned his head to face Lulunaka and the others, "If you want to pray, I'm afraid this place isn't very suitable. ”