Lulunaka sat near the shisha smoker, holding the cup the manager had gotten from her and drinking a strong tea that warmed her body. For the manager of the hookah shop, even if Luluna is not a troublemaker and has money to pay, he will not sell her the hookah - a little girl who has not yet grown hair, wants to smoke hookah, it is too self-righteous and hurtful. Fortunately, the shisha shop not only provides shisha for smoking, but also provides general food and drink, which gives Lulunaka a reason to stay. For Lulunaka, as long as she can sit down and rest and listen to something interesting, it doesn't matter whether she eats shisha or not. Although I really want to tell the store manager that I am a mother of two "children", he will not believe it if I think about it...... Either way, it's ridiculous, and it only makes people think she's fooling people. Julius and Romeona, even here, probably only made him think that the three children were working together to deceive him.

Lulunaka asked for a hot drink and something to eat, squinting her eyes and enjoying her somewhat late lunch. Beside her, the other guests continued to discuss the King's Castle.

"Is the riot going on now?" "Not a continuation, but just the beginning." "What a strange city, where people only take to the streets and riot?" "It's not so much that there is only one thing to say...... They seem to be very repulsive to being different from themselves and bringing things different. ”

When Lulunaka heard this, the corners of her mouth curved upwards and turned into an irrepressible smile. Although it was just other people's gossip and nonsense, I heard some interesting sayings and truths. Riot and exclusion are indeed an interesting combination, and such things have never disappeared in the history of King's Castle.

The guests went on talking, but the conversation didn't stop at the riots in King's Castle - it was certain that this serious-sounding matter was only a talking point for them, because it was a matter of another continent, another country. Moreover, whether the Double Eagle Empire can still be called a country is already a very delicate and ambiguous matter.

"Speaking of which, there has been a not-so-good rumor circulating lately. I heard that someone who wanted to assassinate the emperor was lurking in the city. "Assassinate the emperor?" "Fool, of course I'm talking about the emperor of our country! "No, it's hard to say, isn't there another emperor?" "The young one ......" "That one has gone down, and let the old emperor return to his rightful position, can he still be called an emperor?"

Maybe it's because the topic has become a little sensitive and dangerous, and the customer's voice has become a little quiet, and finally the topic has been changed with a haha. Lulunaka, however, was intrigued. This is the most interesting thing, how long has it been since I heard of two emperors in a country?

"Two Emperors?Two-Headed Eagle?Two-Headed Serpent?" Lulunaka had just come to this country, and before coming to Busa, there was no suitable person to discuss the country with her - although Uninvited Ann was a very cooperative woman, Lulunaka was not stupid, and asking her about such things was just to make herself uncomfortable. No matter how you look at it, Ann doesn't look like an ordinary person, and if she asks about the upper echelons of the country, she may be suspected of what kind of thoughts and ideas she has in this country - especially when she knows that Julius and Romeona are excellent warriors.

In the open-air shop of the hookah, the whispered chatter of the customers kept falling into Lulunaka's ears, and Lulunaka looked at ease and took in the sounds around her. Although it is almost meaningless content, it is precisely because it is meaningless content that people can say that their voices can be heard by anyone. If it's something important, no fool can say it in such a place, and if something important is overheard by someone else, it's a big deal.

Lulunaka lay on her stomach, chewing on her food, her eyes half-squinted, and she looked lethargic. It's easy for a child to let her guard down, especially with a lazy girl like Lulunaka, even though she's not a child anymore.

Aside from the Castle Rebellion and the Assassins, there was nothing particularly interesting about it, although there were jousting tournaments or some well-known lace news, but Lulunaka was not a young girl with a spring in her heart, nor was she interested in gossip to chew her tongue, and these words were just heard.

Isn't there anything more special?, Lulunaka thought to herself, feeling a little bored. With the food and drink in her hands pretty much gone, Lulunaka felt it was time for her to leave the little shisha shop. Staying in one place for too long is a waste of time. Although she has a lot of time, others are not necessarily, and there are few people who can squander her time like her.

Lulunaka, who had eaten and drunk enough, left the hookah point and continued to walk through the crowd, following aimlessly. After walking for a while, Lulunaka stood next to an old man sitting on the corner of the street with a jar on the side. The old man did not look like a beggar for food, his clothes were clean, with strange turbans and feathers, and a flute in his hand.

"Grandpa, are you the mage who can control reptiles as the book says?" Lulunaka asked with interest. The old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "It's too much to say that it's a mage, I just play a few flutes and make snakes dance." Would you like to see it, little girl?"

Lulunaka nodded vigorously and tossed a few copper coins into the jar. The old man put the flute to his mouth and blew it, and in the jar a slender snake emerged and stood upright in front of Lulunaka, swaying. Lulunaka clapped her palms happily.

After the snake retracted into the jar, Lulunaka threw several more silver coins into the jar. This time it was not a copper coin, but a silver coin, which made the old man's smile even brighter, "What more do you want to hear, what more do you want to hear? I can make the snake jump a little longer." ”

"In that case, the snake would be too pitiful. Lulunaka said, "Still no, and I'm leaving." ”

It was the first time the old man had heard the words of such a poor snake as Lulunaka, which made him think of Lulunaka as a strange girl with money.

"By the way, old man, do you know which direction the palace is?" asked Lulunaka, "I want to see how high the walls are there!"