Chapter 57: Uncle and Brother Are Not Home
In the early hours of the morning, Lulunaka sends Pasta and Julius out. Julius donned the leather armor that protected the key positions, and looked like a novice adventurer who had just left his hometown, reserved and nervous...... And it looks easy to deceive. Pasta's words were still dressed as civilians, and he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, except that the beard and hair on his face were slightly longer. His beard covered most of his face, and his hair was tied in a short ponytail. If it weren't for the clean and neat clothes, he would have looked like a bum. Compared to when he first left the chapel on the cape, Pattin, who goes by the pseudonym Pasta, looks even more different, both on the outside and on the inside.
"I don't think anyone will recognize you now, uncle. Are you a little too cautious?" Lulunaka smiled at Pasta. Julius stood next to Pasta, checking if he had missed something. He no longer had the cross-sword on his back, only an iron sword with a leather scabbard at his waist.
"Try to avoid unnecessary trouble. Pasta said.
Lulunaka just snorted a few times, "Does your former employer have enough eyeliner in King's Castle to worry you so much...... It's really curious. Speaking of which, Lulunaka shrugged, "Forget it, anyway, I know your employer's name on your contract, and I don't have to rush to find him, and when I feel like that, let's get acquainted with him." β
Pasta could only smile wryly, "If you can, I hope you don't get me into that kind of trouble." β
"If you can avoid it, then don't count on me. Lulunaka said. Then she looked at Julius on the side, "What are you nervous about?"
"I don't know what you're up to, so I'm uneasy right now. Julius replied immediately, and judging by the look on his face, it was clear that he was worried about Lulunaka's "surprise" in store for him.
"Don't be nervous, my cousin. Lulunaka walked over and patted Julius on the chest, "You're a good guy who has killed people, but you can't show your heart at such a time - luckily, there's a threshold where you're going, and you've crossed that threshold a long time ago, so I think you'll mix well there." β
"What threshold?" asked Julius.
"Kill. Lulunaka's answer made Julius' eyelids jump, "Don't tell me you're not used to killing people - remember when you were in the Forest of the Dead? I'll take you to wash your weapons in the blood of the traffickers." Although the results of the process are a little unsatisfactory, they are still satisfying. β
Julius nodded silently.
"That's right, but don't forget what it's like to kill someone. This kind of you is much stronger than those real rookies. Lulunaka snuggled Julius's chest with a smile, "Where you're going next, a guy like you who can kill people can be more popular than others, so keep it up." β
With that, Lulunaka pulled a money bag out of her bosom and stuffed it into Julius' hand. Julius was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Lulunaka to have something like this for him. When he took the money bag, he felt that it was heavy.
"Most of them are copper coins, a small number of silver coins. Lulunaka laughed, "As far as pocket money is concerned, it's a lot, and if you don't think it's enough, then I'll take it back - I won't lend you a penny." β
"For the average person, that's already a month's worth of expenses. Pasta chimed in.
"The first time is always a little extravagant. "I can't make myself look stingy, can I?" Lulunaka continued to Julius, "This money is not for you, remember, this is money lent to you, and you can use it for yourself for a few days, or you can use it elsewhere, but when the time comes, I will take it back with interest." As for the time to repay the money, it depends on my mood. β
"I don't know what I'm doing with this money. Julius said.
"As I said, you can use it to increase your own food, or you can use it for other expenses, there is always a place to spend it. Lulunaka continued, "Of course, you can pay me back when the time comes, without spending a pennyβinterest, of course." Do you know why I'm doing this?"
Julius thought for a moment before replying, "Are you going to let me make money?"
"To be precise, I want you to work. Lulunaka nodded, her hands on her waist, looking like an old mother, "You should learn how to be self-reliant...... At least learn how to support yourself. β
"Honestly?" Pasta continued to interject, standing aside, looking out of the courtyard with his head out, as if he didn't care about Lulunaka and Julius' conversation.
"Then let me say something unpleasant. Lulunaka still had a smile on her face, "We've been spending too much lately, not to mention how many things I sent to Barrick, I don't have much hard currency left in my hands that I can use right away." The money bag in your hand is already half of the money. Do you see what I mean, Julius. β
Julius shook his head.
Lulunaka poked Julius in the chest with her finger, "Make money to come back and support the family, cousin." If you can't make money, don't even think about having food when you come back. β
Julius finally understood the seriousness of the matter, and his face turned pale all at once.
Lulunaka drove Julius out of the store and told him to leave, and sat down on the counter by herself, dangling her legs and looking leisurely, still holding the wooden statue in her hand, and continued to carve.
Pasta didn't leave right away, but turned to Lulunaka and said, "In a place like the Rat Path, killing people isn't a great resume, and it doesn't necessarily keep him going. β
"Isn't it better than a stunned young man who hasn't even killed anyone?" Lulunaka laughed, "A young man with a strong blood has been deceived into nothing, and a girl with unrealistic fantasies has been reduced to the dust...... It's not a good ending. β
"He's not necessarily better than those guys. "Maybe it's going to end up even worse." β
"Then it's up to him what he plans to do. Lulunaka said, her head bowed and her knife grinding intently on the wooden statue, "If you really die in a place like the rat road, that's it." β
Speaking of this, Lulunaka looked up and looked at Pasta with a subtle smile on her face, "Just look at him for a moment, I don't expect you to come back sooner anyway - it's better if you don't come back so soon." Rejoice, you have your own free time, albeit only temporarily. β
"This kind of freedom is not to be pleasant. Pasta shrugged.
"It's better than sitting here all day, you can also move your body, otherwise you'll become like me, and it's not good to rust." β
Pasta didn't think of Lulunaka as a rusty person, she was as energetic as a golem full of lube and made of a dragon's heart as a source of magic.
"I'll just take care of him a little. "But if he gets deflated and gets into trouble, I won't care about him." β
"Did you have this in mind, or did you have a friendship with Olga?" asked Lulunaka.
Pasta didn't answer and left the shop.
"Awkward man. Lulunaka muttered to herself, continuing her work, "It's cute for a child, but it's not fun for a big man." β