Juliana’s workshop Chapter 57: Do you want to pray?

　　”Come, introduce my new friend to you,” Luluna Kara took Apo’s hand and dragged him to Romeo Na and the others. At this time Romeuona and the others got out of the wagon and came to the front of the convoy.

　　 Both sides briefly introduced themselves.

　　 For Romeo Na, Apo is a tall old man whose waist looks like a bend, making her realize that this may be what a person should be in her twilight years; to Julius Said that Apo’s first impression of him was strange, he looked like an unsmiling old man; to Olga, Apo was his peer, but he felt older; to Padin , Apo’s clothes made him a little curious. It is a robe that can only be worn by priests. At first glance, the original appearance is no longer visible, because there are stitches everywhere, and excessive repair makes this robe ordinary.

　　 For Apo, Lulunaka brought an adult man, an old man, and two children. That’s all, but it’s far more than that.

　　 Apo turned his head and looked at Lulunaka, “Your new friends, they look pretty good. I thought you would only know some weird people and were not interested in ordinary people.”

　　 “Apo, you are too rude to the first time you met and me.” Lulunaka showed a little dissatisfaction on her face, and poked Apo’s shoulder with her hand, looking like a A girl who is coquettish by her elders. Romeo and the others had never seen Lulunaka look like this, which surprised them a bit.

　　 “You who think that ordinary evaluation is rude is the one who is the most rude.” Apo did not change all because of Lulunaka’s act of acting like a baby, and his tone was still flat and straightforward. Then he looked at Romeuona and the others, and then fell on Olga and Padin. For Apo, children like Romeo Na and Julius will naturally not be the first to deal with.

　　 “There are stables behind the chapel, but horses can only be placed, not carriages.” Apo said, “Unload the carriages to the warehouse next to the stables. The horses are in the stables. Although the waves under the cliff will not turn over. Come up, but the waves may startle the horse, so be prepared.”

　　 After saying these words, Awa walked to the gate of the chapel. He didn’t welcome Romena and others, and he didn’t seem to have any plans to receive them graciously. But he did not show the intention of rejecting them, and told them where to set up the convoy.

　　 Olga and Padin looked at each other. The other seemed to be a weird old man, and normal dealings didn’t seem to work. But the courtesy still needs to be present. Olga saluted Apo, who turned and left here, and thanked him loudly: “Thank you for your reception. This is very timely for us.”

　　Apo just waved his hand and didn’t turn his head to respond to Olga. The back of him waving his hand looks like he doesn’t need to care, but it is easy to give people the illusion that he is expressing unwelcome.

　　 Romeo Na thinks she probably thinks too much. Since Lulunaka brought them here, Lulunaka will not bring them to a place where visitors are not welcome… She believes so. Yes, although Lulunaka’s attitude always makes people worry about whether she is lying.

　　A** opened the door of the chapel. The gate of the chapel was made of wood, and when it was pushed open, there was an unpleasant creaking sound, as if it had not been pushed open for a long time, and it was suddenly opened, as if a rusty gear was turning again.

　　 This wooden door is very old, and the carvings on the facade have been smoothed and turned into fuzzy mosaics. Coupled with this crunch on the heart, it really makes people wonder when it will fall down, or wonder why it can last so long.

　　 pushed the door open, Awa walked in and disappeared into the chapel. There is no welcome, no reception, no waiting, as if Julius and others were not guests. They were indeed not his guests, but Lulunaka’s guests.

　　 Olga and Padin are driving the carriage to the stable behind the chapel that Apo said. It is a bit difficult for two people to drive five carriages, but it is not a big problem if it is just such a small distance. There is indeed a wide path by the side of the chapel, just enough for a carriage to pass by. I think this is for travelers and caravans passing by here.

　　 But on such a remote and steep promontory, no one knows whether there will be any guests. At least for now, this dilapidated chapel is indeed a group of guests.

　　 Olga and Padin are at work, Romyona and Julius stood there, facing the chapel whose door was opened. The two did not stand side by side, 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 now. Julius doesn’t understand where he is going to get in the way. He is not a weak noble lady. It’s always okay to help with some work, right?

　　 But Olga’s words were not for him to refute, so Julius could only stay.

　　 After the door opened, Lulunaka turned to look at the two standing still, and shouted to them: “What are you doing standing there stupidly? Finally got a shelter from the wind and rain. Take a break, do you plan to use leaves as a quilt and mud as a cushion like in the forest?”

　　 Lulunaka’s words are a bit exaggerated. These days in the forest, they are not as unbearable as she said. At least everyone can get warm and sturdy bedding~IndoMTL.com~Yes When resting, I can also make a campfire and catch my breath. But bedding and bonfires are inferior to the peace of mind that solid walls and roofs bring, even the chapel that looks dilapidated and has been repaired countless times.

　　 Lulunaka walked in first, and Ward, who jumped from the last carriage, also trot in with Lulunaka. After this person entered the chapel, only Julius and Romeona remained in the open space in front of the chapel.

　　 Finally, Romeo Na and Julius also walked into the chapel one after another.

　　 After entering, Romeo Na began to observe her surroundings. This chapel is very different from the chapel she knows. There were only two benches for the believers and they were pushed to the corner. Where there should be rows of benches, there are piles of wooden boxes of different sizes, a few broken flower pots, and withered plants inside. The forum in front of it remained the same, at least it seemed so. There is no cross, no decoration, not even a candlestick. This is nothing more than the poorest chapel. Behind the pulpit, at the top, there is a glass painting. For such a chapel, perhaps this is the most valuable thing here. I don’t know how long this glass painting has not been cleaned, it is covered with a thick layer of ash, and there are traces of blackening-at least it proves that there were people praying here, otherwise the glass painting will not be incense. The traces of smoke are gone. On the glass painting that was already indistinct, sunlight from outside penetrated through and fell into the chapel. Because there is too much dust, this is just a few faint beams of light.

　　 Apo stood in front of the pulpit, and the faint light and dust fell on him. He turned his head and faced Lulunaka and others, “If you want to pray, this place might not be very suitable.”