Juliana’s workshop Chapter 72: The longest 1 day·4

　　 Facing the man who raised the scimitar and leaped over, Julius also drew the weapon from his waist and made a parry posture, but he didn’t really want to kill the other party—it feels this way. Things are very important. From the fierce man who is getting closer and closer, he can feel that the other party only has malicious intent, but there is no killing intent. The other party’s momentum, like a hungry wolf, did not make Julius feel flustered, nor did he make a mistake in judgment.

　　 When the scimitar slashed at his shoulder, Julius blocked the blade and set it aside. The man’s forward position was not stabilized. After being blocked by Julius, he staggered and slid beside Julius. When Julius passed him, he hit the back of his head with a knife handle and knocked him to the ground.

　　 This man, who had nothing to do with Julius, fell on the ground, groaned, and never got up. Julius turned the scimitar in his hand and glanced at the man who fell on the ground. At the beginning, although he was not accustomed to the scimitar Lulunaka gave him, after getting used to it, this curved weapon is really easy to use. It can be easily removed from other people’s weapons and can be used without any effort. Wounds are left on other people’s bodies. Just slash it down on the human body, and it will definitely leave painful marks. In all respects, they are weird and fierce weapons, and the fighters of this country are all using this kind of thing.

　　While Julius was feeling the weapon of the new moon, the guy who dragged him into the muddy water came back. He walked over to Julius and clapped his palms. “It’s an amazing technique. I thought you were going to get together with this idiot… so I can run away.”

　　 Julius looked at the man who had dragged himself into trouble. The person in front of him is undoubtedly a man, and then he wore a robe and a turban to wrap his head so densely that only one pair of eyes could be seen. His eyes were so brilliant, Julius could clearly see the two rays of light under the turban. This may be an exaggeration, but Julius feels that way.

　　 “Where is the other person?” Julius remembers that this person was being chased by two men. One of them rushed towards him, and then was knocked to the ground. What about the other?

　　 “Leaving in a direction where I can never be found. When he reacted, I was already running away in the opposite direction.” The man shrugged, in a relaxed tone, “But his companion still Here, I think it’s better for us to leave as soon as possible.” He finished speaking and walked into a trail. He turned around and shouted to Julius: “Hurry up.”

　　”Us?” Julius was a little unbelievable. When did he become “us” with a stranger?

　　 He could have left just like this, and he has nothing to do with this person, but he still followed.

　　 Following the turban man, Julius said: “When did you become’us’? I don’t even know who you are.”

　　 “You helped me solve the problem, and you didn’t intend to trouble me. I think you are a good guy.” The hooded man replied, “I know this is sudden, but I really have no choice but to think This method allows me to relieve some of the pressure… If I judge that you are a person who cannot protect yourself, I will not do the kind of thing just now.” The bluffing thing happened just now, and that’s how Julius was dragged into the water by him. “I just didn’t expect you to be able to solve a man who is taller and stronger than you so easily, and it’s still a way to see no blood.”

　　 Julius thought of the man who had been knocked out just now. He was indeed a rough man. From his appearance, he was so strong that he was terrifying. But for Julius, even more treacherous situations have already been encountered. Just a strong man does not leave him a stronger impression-if he chooses between the devil and the strong man, he thinks Humans are more cute. “Is this something to be proud of?”

　　 “Of course, that’s not a good guy. If you want to say it, it’s like a beast that is raised, specially used to bite weak people…” The turban man turned his head and saw Julius looked blank and didn’t say any more, but smiled, “Oh, to you, it’s probably just a kitten.” He turned and stopped, and took out a small piece from his robe. The money bag was handed to Julius, “You helped me and let me see interesting things. You are worth the price.”

　　 Julius hasn’t figured out what’s going on yet, but he has stretched out his hand and caught the money bag passed by the man in the turban, “This is?”

　　”Remuneration.”

　　 Julius thought for a while, with a suspicious look on his face~ IndoMTL.com~ Isn’t it theft? “

　　 The hooded man laughed loudly, “Do you think that? I do look suspicious, which is correct.” The hooded man began to untie the turban that was wrapped around his head. “This Of course it was not stolen. Gambling is a very good pastime. It is a gambling that has no purpose and is just for fun. Winning money is a very simple thing. Because of this, I was chased and beaten. You should Do you understand the reason? Gamblers and dealers, no matter which side they are, as long as they lose too ugly, they will start to do something that refuses to admit defeat.”

　　 The turban man untied the turban while talking. After he completely took off the turban, Julius finally saw the man in the turban. This is the appearance that can leave a very strong impression in Julius’s heart. The thin face, eagle nose, and pointed chin look like two hooks facing one another. Those eyes, which were also dazzlingly bright under the cover of the turban, were piercing.

　　 When he first saw the man’s face, Julius was stunned. When he came back to his senses, he said, “Your look… is impressive.”

　　 The hooded man just smiled, “Has anyone ever said that you are rude?”

　　 Julius touched the back of his head, “I didn’t mean it, I just think I have seen a face similar to yours…” Julius thought for a while, then continued: “It’s probably an eagle…you It looks like an eagle.”

　　 The hooded man snorted, and instead of continuing to talk about his appearance, he stretched out his hand, “I am Mudd.”

　　 Julius watched the man in the turban named Mudd stretch out his hand-he is no longer a man in the turban. This is he is showing good to himself. Julius also stretched out his hand and held Mudd’s hand, “I am Julius.”