Today the sea is much quieter than usual. It's not as quiet as stagnant water, but it's a sense of calm that only the sea can have. The cries of seagulls, the slight sound of the sea breeze, and the sound of the waves, which seemed a little slow. This is the tranquility that the sea possesses.

Lulunaka stood at the end of the cape, with a two-handed broken sword stuck in the ground for more than a month. The humid and salty air of the seashore is not a good partner for weapons, and the occasional rain can also damage weapons. But this is not unacceptable for an intact and sharp weapon, and for an old two-handed sword that has long been broken and the blade has been dulled, even if it continues to rust.

Moreover, the broken sword did not continue to increase the rust, and the erosion of the sea breeze and rain for more than a month did not make it more ugly, but it also did not wear off the rust on it and fill the gap.

Lulunaka reached out and touched the weight ball on the hilt of her sword. The weight ball, which should have been smooth and shiny, was now rough to the touch, and there were rust spots on it. It obviously feels pretty bad, but for Lulunaka, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

"Rotten wood hair sprouts. She muttered to herself, narrowing her eyes slightly.

It's noon, and the smoke from the chapel has been rising for a while, and it's almost time for lunch. Lulunaka withdrew her hand and pulled out the knife she had also been sharpening for some time. is also a sharp weapon, the treatment of the knife is much better than the broken sword, it is sharpened, and the "big man" next to it, no matter how polished it is, can only look like this.

Lulunaka rested her knife on the straightened rope, the tip of the knife pressed between the gaps in the thick linen. Without waiting or hesitating, Lulunaka's knife pressed down and cut the rope.

As if untied, the severed rope fell swiftly under the cape, leaving only a small fragment of the doppelganger on the broken sword. Naturally, the rope does not have the spirituality to experience the preciousness of freedom, and it falls so quickly because there is a weight tied to the other end—a living person.

Romeona, who happened to be nearby, saw this scene. This time, Lulunaka didn't turn around and booed her, and she didn't almost scream like she did the first time.

Although she was used to Lulunaka's strange behavior, it didn't mean that Romeona's heart would no longer fluctuate because of her actions, and she wouldn't take it lightly as a life might disappear in front of her. She just got quieter...... Or rather, more restrained. Although she was not a lively girl in the first place.

"There's Julius down there. Romeona said, not asking, but confirming. There must have been no doubt that there was a man like Julius at the other end of the rope, whom she had seen jumping from the promontory this morning. And now, seemingly without warning, Lulunaka has cut the rope - why would she do it?

Lulunaka turned to look at Romeo. In her line of sight, she could also see Olga running in the distance. It was clear that Olga had also seen what Lulunaka was doing in the distance.

"Yes, of course there's Julius down there. Lulunaka replied, looking at her face, there was no wave, just a faint smile, "But now, it can't be regarded as hanging underneath." Lulunaka looked at the knife in her hand, and the smile on her face increased, "The rope is broken, and he naturally can't continue to be hung underneath." ”

Is this what she looked like when she killed someone? Romeo didn't know what to say for a moment, and condemned her for killing Julius? Or was it her nonchalant attitude? You know, this was the same smile when she killed the knights of the church.

So, that brave but reckless boy, just like that, died? Romeoona couldn't believe it, it had happened so suddenly, and everything didn't seem very real.

But Lulunaka doesn't seem to have the same idea as Romeona. She turned her head and shouted under the cape, "If you don't die, climb up quickly, or you won't have your share of lunch!"

Lulunaka's cries went unanswered, and if it was a dead person, there really wouldn't be a reply to her.

After a while, when Olga had already arrived at Romeona's side, a response to Lulunaka's shout appeared.

One hand was on the edge of the cape, then the other. Then there was Julius' 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!" said Julius, who landed on all fours, looking very embarrassed. It seems that Lulunaka's actions have had a greater impact on him than the fatigue caused by the physical attrition, which made him frightened a lot, and he gasped for breath. "When the other end of the rope fell into the sea, I felt like I was caught in a noose, and I was about to be pulled into the sea at any moment!"

"That's why you've climbed up, and you should thank me for the encouragement I gave you. Lulunaka laughed, "If I don't cut the rope, you'll be thinking: Oh, even if I don't make it this time, there's still the rope as my lifeline anyway, it's okay, there's another ......" Lulunaka said this, her fingertips slashing at the blade of the knife, looking like a complete villain. "I hope you understand that there is no next time. In that case, I think you'll climb up sooner instead of dragging me another month and a half. Don't look at me staying with you for so long, in fact, my time is very precious. ”

It sounds like a way to motivate, but no one wants to be motivated, including Julius. Julius wanted to say something, but the thought that it was Lulunaka seemed meaningless to say anything, and if he angered her, he might be kicked again—and not with a rope. Thinking of this, Julius stopped talking to Luluna Car, and instead of fighting Lulunaka, he now needed to calm down his beating heart immediately. For him, the once-chance climb was too exciting, and as Lulunaka said, if he failed, there was no rope that could hold him back, and only the Grim Reaper on the other end of the rope would pull him and drag him into the sea.

As for Lulunaka, who once held the rope, in Julius's opinion, she was actually no less than the Grim Reaper.

"His life seems less precious than your time. Olga shook her head and said this very directly, clearly disagreeing with Lulunaka's approach.

"Master Olga, I am a whip of love, and I ask for your understanding. Lulunaka laughed, not displeased by Olga's displeasure. "Isn't that a very good ending just by looking at the results? He climbed up and didn't die on the reef. ”

"And if he fails?"

Lulunaka just smiled at Olga's question and didn't answer.

Lulunaka didn't answer, but Olga knew what she meant. Since Lulunaka wasn't going to say anything nasty, he had better not pursue it any further.

When Julius stood up, Lulunaka pulled out her broken sword from the ground and threw it at Olga. "Master Olga, give it a try?"

Olga reached out with his right hand and caught the broken sword. For a tall warrior like him, even if he just wielded a two-handed sword, it was not a difficult task, let alone a broken sword with some weight missing. He understood what Lulunaka meant by giving it a try, and his eyes were already on Julius, who had just gasped for breath.

As soon as Julius looked up, he saw Lulunaka in high spirits, staring at Olga with her eyes, and Romeo Ona looking at her not far away. Before he could react, Olga had already spoken, "Boy, grit your teeth and look at me. ”

Julius looked at Olga and met the old man's eyes. At first glance, Julius clenched the cross-sword in his hand. He didn't understand what Olga meant, but Olga's eyes told him that it was time for him to clench his weapon.

Without further words, after Julius clenched the weapon in his hand, Olga had already rushed over, brandishing his broken sword and slashing diagonally at Julius's shoulder. Olga didn't use all his strength, but he was serious now, and without the slightest hesitation, the blade of the blade slammed into Julius's shoulder.

Before Julius could react, Olga had rushed in front of him. Although he clutched the cross-sword, it was too late to block Olga's broken sword.

Without raising his sword, he leaned forward, and a forward roll rolled past Olga.

Olga's broken sword swung into the air, not slashing at Julius's shoulder, smashing his shoulder crookedly. Julius rolled twice on the ground, dodging Olga's slash and turning to face Olga in a half-crouched position, holding his sword to protect his head.

It was just a face-to-face back and forth, with neither Olga nor Julius really going head-to-head. There was no clash of swords, one was an old man with a broken sword that cut down the undead, and the other was a young man who didn't know what a battle was and was hung on the cape for more than a month.

Lulunaka clapped her hands, looking very happy. "Thank you both for helping me see what I wanted to see. Now, shall we go to lunch?"