Juliana’s workshop Chapter 51: Whetstone

　　 A few days passed after the remains of Tours were buried. In the past few days, the convoy is still shuttled in the forest, and the road has become more and more desolate. On the rugged road, Romeuona and others could still see some broken walls. It was obviously not a ruined building from the Crescent Empire, nor was it a thing left over from the Double Eagle Empire, it looked more like an ancient relic from a more distant era. But these stones are of no value, they are just some obstacles in the forest. Even if there were any valuable things in the stone bricks, which are no longer visible at all, they would have disappeared in a long time. .

　　 was stolen, blown by the wind and rain…things of value have long since ceased to exist, just a few stones in the way.

　　In the past few days, they have never met a special guest like Tours again. Maybe it’s because Lulunaka doesn’t do the strange things anymore, maybe it’s because, as she said, in the eastern part of the forest, it’s a rare thing to encounter movable skeletons like Tours. ——A self-conscious skeleton like Tours is even rarer.

　　 It had just been a light rain yesterday, and now the air in the forest has become a bit moist, with a hint of coolness. Although the cold winter has passed, the early spring has just arrived, and there is still a trace of the air-conditioning from the northern mountains to the south. This made the already gloomy forest of the dead a bit more chill, even if it was already noon, and the sun was high above the highest point in the sky.

　　The convoy stopped at a ruin. It is said to be a relic, but there is nothing valuable. It is just a few fragments of broken stone walls surrounded by them, and there are gaps everywhere, a basket that leaks everywhere. Dilapidated stone bricks are everywhere, there is not even a house that can shelter from the wind and rain—probably it has been washed away by time, north wind and rain, only a few pieces of things that look like city walls are left.

　　 This is not a special place. Looking at the scale of the surrounding stone walls, there may have been magnificent buildings here, and there may be a spacious square, but now there is nothing left but vines. The walls, and bricks covered with moss. It was originally gray-white stone bricks, after being stained with a layer of moss, the hair was slippery, which made people feel disgusted from the bottom of my heart.

　　 There may have been a place name, a resounding name, but now it is just an unnamed ruin.

　　 The convoy parked on the side of this worthless ruin. There happened to be a relatively flat ground, and because of the abundant sunlight, the stone and brick ground was not so slippery. Horses are also easy to walk. If the convoy were to be parked inside the ruins, maybe the horses would fall to the place because of the slippery ground, and even suffer the carriage behind them.

　　As soon as the convoy stopped, Julius walked a short distance towards the inside of the body because of curiosity, and then returned immediately. Not only is it dangerous to act alone, but also because the ground is really difficult to move around. In case he encounters something strange and unfriendly, then he can’t even run. He will fall directly to the ground because of the moss on the ground, not because his head hits the corner of a brick and he died. To be caught by something that might be chasing behind, or to die.

　　 This allowed Julius to stay close to the team and not do other unnecessary things. This is not the safe southern part of the forest, but the eastern part that he has never been to. Considering that he encountered an existence like Turs because of Lulunaka a few days ago, he thinks he should be more cautious.

　　 Near the place where the convoy stopped, he found a place that was not so dirty, sat down, took the two swords from his back and put them aside, he was relieved. Although Padin’s cross sword is heavier than it looks on the outside, it is still an acceptable weight to him, but if you add the broken sword of Tours, it is completely different. Although it is a broken sword, the first half is missing, but Turs’s two-handed sword is still far heavier than the crossed long sword for Julius. This two-handed sword from more than a hundred years ago has a different style from the current two-handed sword. The sword grid is arc-shaped, curved toward the blade, and looks like two flying snakes.

　　Snake is not a symbol of friendship, but in the Double Eagle Empire, the double snake is a symbol, at least once. Eagle and snake, one in the sky and one on the ground. The hunter soaring in the sky is indeed higher than the lurking lurker on the ground. In the Double Eagle Empire, the snake symbolizes loyalty to the empire.

　　 But snakes are not always under the eagle’s claws. Sometimes, snake venom can make a two-headed eagle fall to the ground.

　　 But these things are not something that a teenager in Julius can understand. He only knows that the broken sword Lulunaka gave him is very heavy, and compared with the cross sword, it is not only unsightly, but also complete. Not available. This kind of broken sword is not even worthy of slashing, let alone he can’t swing it. If this two-handed broken sword is still intact, it will probably be about the same length as his height, but now it is only more than half his height.

　　 Julius picked up the broken sword, put it on his knee, and wiped it with the whetstone.

　　 Lulunaka gave him the broken sword, and Lulunaka gave him the whetstone. The whetstone Lulunaka gave him was a slender square, with a blue-gray surface, shiny, small and exquisite, and Julius could hold it with one hand. And the whetstone is still translucent, and you can vaguely see the inside, like a square jelly–not enough for this jelly to be eaten, and it can even crumble your teeth. A very beautiful ingot, if you put it in the blacksmith’s place, it can probably sell for a good price, even if you don’t sell it, it can become a signboard of a weapon shop.

　　 Such an extremely valuable whetstone, Lulunaka gave to Julius in this way. But Lulu Naka didn’t give things unconditionally, she had some work to be handed over to Julius.

　　 “Although it is rotten iron, but if you beat it a little, you can still use it.” Lulunaka said that when he handed the whetstone to him, and then patted it. His shoulders said, “While sharpening the knife well, by the way, it’s time to practice strength. Don’t let me see that you are lazy, or I will confiscate all the things I gave you…including you have eaten it in your stomach. Of.”

　　 There is nothing wrong with the previous words. What Julius has now, whether it is the cross sword, the broken sword, or this beautiful whetstone, even the new clothes and shoes on his body, are all given by Lulunaka. His-strictly speaking, clothes and shoes are the team’s things, but the owner is dead-if Lulunaka wants to take it back, Julius understands that she can do it if she wants to.

　　 But it is a bit creepy to take back all the food he has eaten in his stomach these days, even if he is no longer in the body, and used as fertilizer for the forest. Julius has never let go of the doubt that “Lulunaka is a witch, witch, or devil”. When he heard Lulunaka’s words, he thought of something bad. Although the food that he ate is no longer in his stomach, the meat that slowly grows out of his body should be treated as food, right?

　　 thinking that as soon as I slack off~IndoMTL.com~ I might be slaughtered and cooked by this witch, Julius didn’t even dare to be lazy at all. Lulunaka still had her trademark bright smile when she said this, but it didn’t sound like a joke at all.

　　 Therefore, Julius worked very hard when doing this, and did not dare to be lazy at all. However, the use of a whetstone to maintain a sword is a bit new at first, but after doing a lot, it will inevitably make people feel annoyed, even if the whetstone in your hand is a delicate gadget, for Julius It does not relieve too much boring feeling.

　　 Julius put the whetstone on the body of the broken sword, and whipped it up and down, and there was a slender neighing between the blade and the whetstone, as if he was scraping iron with his nails.

　　 Julius pushed the whetstone, observing the broken sword that he had carried on his back for several days. The moss and tangled slender vines on this two-handed sword have been cleaned away, revealing its original appearance. But it didn’t look like it was better to see before scraping off the moss, it was full of rust, and there were gaps everywhere, and even the two snake heads on the sword grid had become blurred.

　　 such broken copper and rotten iron, besides returning to the furnace, is there any point in continuing to maintain it? Julius was extremely puzzled by the work Luluñaka had entrusted to him. But Lulunaka is not a person who can explain everything to others. When she is happy, she can speak very well, even if others don’t want to listen, she will continue to speak; but when she is not in that mood, she will only be perfunctory. Matter, I won’t say a few more words at all.

　　 Olga happened to be near him while Julius was sharpening the knife. Olga saw Julius sharpening his knife, sighed, and walked towards Julius.

　　 “Knife sharpening, or you will destroy a sword.” Olga said to Julius.