Juliana’s workshop Chapter 63: Prayers and altars

　　 Lulunaka rode the carriage along the way and finally came to her destination. In the middle of the road, she changed the carriage again, paying a few flowers and a lovely smile. When she got down from the end of the carriage, she saw a spacious square, a sky without any obstructions, a dense crowd, a variety of sounds… and a magnificent church.

　　The domed tower and the circular dome occupy half of the sky. The surrounding dome towers are pierced into the sky by swords, and the dome is a shield to protect the buildings below. Polygons of different shapes are put together, but they are symmetrical again. It looks so perfect, what a white appearance is. beauty. This is the landmark of King’s Fort, the most prestigious building in the west of the Oulan continent, and it is also a holy place that makes the believers of the **** of light and tourists from all over the world linger and linger. It looks like a fortress, but it doesn’t have any fortifications; it is like a palace, but no matter the royal family, nobles and commoners can walk here; people of the same faith or pagans will offer it to it My own respect; it is a legend that has existed for more than a thousand years. Heroes, syndicate, saints, wizards, demons, dragons… are just visitors in a hurry, and it has always existed here. Hagia Sophia, the beginning and end of the legend, the resting place of the saints.

　　Lulunaka raised her head, covered the front of her eyes with her hands, shielding the sun from the back of her hands, “Long time no see, Sophia.” She whispered something that no one could hear.

　　Silent believers and monks passed by Lulunaka, and noisy tourists passed by Lulunaka. Lulunaka unpacked the empty paper bag that originally contained bread, and folded it into the shape of a flower basket. It didn’t know when it was full of flowers. No one would pay attention to what a girl was doing. Even if they saw it, they would probably just take it as their own illusion-to be more precise, no one would notice Lulunaka.

　　 “Sir, here are the flowers that I just picked this morning, can I buy a few?” Lulunaka walked to the cathedral with a pleasing smile on her face, not forgetting to sell the flowers in her basket along the way. Some people ignored Lulunaka, but others threw a few copper plates to Lulunaka and took away a few flowers. Lulu Naka doesn’t care how many copper plates he can receive. As long as the money falls into the basket, she even says “Thank you Mr. Thank you” and “Thank you Mrs.” several times, just like a skilled flower girl.

　　 When approaching the cathedral, Lulunaka stopped by an open-air fountain, and the flowers in her basket had been sold out. She patted the paper basket into a flat piece of paper and put it in her pocket, and the money bag originally intended for Julius contained half of the copper coins.

　　 “Making money is not an easy task, I hope that kid can understand this.” Lulunaka whispered to herself with a smile on her face. Although Julius is a poor boy from the countryside, it does not mean that he really understands the hardships of the world and the power of money, especially in a city like King’s Castle or in a place like Rat Road. When a dispute occurs, there will even be blood.

　　 Lulunaka poured out the copper plate from the purse, and when she couldn’t put the copper plate on her small palm, she waved her little hand, and the copper plate looked like someone who was thrown out and scattered it in the fountain. inside. Her behavior attracted some people’s attention, but soon no one continued to pay attention to her. It is not uncommon for people like Lulunaka to do this, and a layer of glittering coins has long been covered under the fountain. Lulunaka wasn’t very special, it was just a little bit surprising.

　　 Lulunaka’s purse became empty again. She turned the purse upside down, and nothing could fall from the purse. She took the money bag back in her arms, folded her hands together, and faced the fountain, “God of light, I hope you can make my dream come true… Although you must not be able to hear it anymore, it’s a pity.”

　　In the noisy square in front of the cathedral, no one can hear or hear Lulunaka’s whisper.

　　Lulunaka left the fountain and continued to the door of the cathedral. The cathedral is open to the public, so this place is not a private place of the royal family or nobles. This is a prestigious place, whether it is local residents or foreign tourists, as long as they have the opportunity, they are willing to come here to pray to the gods, or to see the lineup of gods-those oil paintings and statues, icons and scriptures are always easy to produce Fanatic tendency of faith.

　　Lulunaka followed the crowd through the door of the cathedral and walked inside. On the unreachable dome above is gorgeous mosaic glass. The sunlight penetrates the glass and falls in the hall, leaving a dazzling spot of light. There were people sitting on every bench, but it was not crowded, and the priest and nun were walking around, no one was making a lot of noise.

　　Lulunaka came in, the first place she looked at was the altar at the end of the chapel, and then she frowned. There were people who followed in behind her, so she didn’t stop, but walked forward, found a bench and sat down. She put her little hands on her thighs, and when her feet were about to **** up, she remembered this occasion. This kind of behavior would only arouse dissatisfaction with the eyes of the believers, and held her thighs that were shaking uneasily.

　　 Now for Lulunaka, some minor troubles have occurred. This trouble is not big or small, but it is enough to make her today’s itinerary.

　　 “I’m not here to play, this is a bit troublesome…” Lulunaka half-closed her eyes, looking at the people walking by in front of her. When a young nun passed by, Lulunaka stopped her, “Sister Sister, I have something to ask, can you give me some time for you?” Lulunaka smiled at the nun. Said. Lulunaka’s smile was brilliant and attractive, which made the working nun stop and smile back, “Is there anything I can do for you, kid?”

　　 Lulunaka stretched out her hand to the altar, “That place, it wasn’t like that when I came last time, but I can’t think of a change.”

　　 The nun looked at the place where Lulunaka was pointing, her smile became a little stiff, “My child, I think you are wrong. That is where God sent the gospel. There will be no change, even if it changes. Now, it will never let us believers not know.”

　　Lulunaka blinked her eyes and looked ignorant. “Is there no change? But it feels so strange, as if something is blocked.”

　　 The nun bent down~IndoMTL.com~ touched Lulunaka’s head, “That’s you thinking too much, kid. Are you alone?”

　　Lulunaka nodded.

　　 “God will bless you. Enjoy this time, child.” The nun stood up straight and left Lulunaka. After leaving, the nun recalled what Lulunaka had just said. She is a person who likes to read and knows the history of the cathedral quite well. To say whether the altar has changed, it is true, but this should not be something a child can know-it was decades ago, almost half a century ago. Even she only learned of this in the diary and materials left by the cathedral. How could a child know that the altar had been changed? She smiled, feeling that she really took a child’s childish words too seriously.

　　 After the young nun left, Lulunaka, with a childlike smile on her face, showed sadness and sighed. How could God bless her, thank God for not giving her a Kizuna-but then again, the existence of God’s name and wanting to give her a Kizuna doesn’t exist in this place.

　　 She didn’t just find a young girl to chat, she didn’t expect to come back for a while, this cathedral, which is still important to her, has been blocked. Others can’t see it, and they will never know that there is a secret door under the altar. It was a perfect and ingenious mechanism, so that the secret door could not be opened except by triggering the mechanism. But this secret door was blocked, and it could even be said to be destroyed. Lulunaka only needs a glance to understand this matter-as the person who built this secret door and mechanism, how could she not? come out.

　　 “What spoiled me…” Lulunaka sighed again.