Lothar didn''t know where he was. He wanted to turn around and jump back to the gap behind him, because it was more dangerous than the dark and narrow one. However, he hesitated, for the count was not sure if he would have suffered the same fate as cheese. The figure he saw during the climb was not here. Looking around, in the dark light from nowhere, he saw only a piece of barren land, and the inexplicable things growing on the land.


    The justice of the fool is held in his hand, and even in this environment, the golden axe of the Tomahawk still exudes a reassuring luster. Many soldiers regard their weapons as an extension of their bodies, but Lothar always thinks that the relationship between him and the witch hunting knife in his hand is more like a partner. This time, he hopes his partner can give him more help.


    The familiar roar of the lion did not come, which meant that the count was not deluded by hallucinations, at least on a magical level. In fact, when a force is stronger than magic, the world or space constructed by it that is different from reality can not be regarded as another reality. Of course, Lothar doesn''t think so. Anyway, the scene in front of him doesn''t make him happy. Fortunately, there is no problem with the air here. In addition to the rotten and moldy smell, his body can still get air supplement.


    Out of curiosity and intelligence gathering considerations, Lothar approached the only object on the barren land. They were long black rods that looked like sticks stuck in the ground, and on these long rods were strings of grass stalks attached to them. The weaving method of the string is obviously different from the straw rope seen by the count in Salle. The straw rope here feels more like a bunch of hair, and the fibers separated and woven together are too thin to be comfortable.


    He touched the object with the front end of his Tomahawk and did not move. Judging from the feeling from the Tomahawk, it is estimated that a long part of these long poles are buried deep in the ground, but I don''t know whether they were artificially inserted here or grew out of the ground. Growing up? Lothar shook her head, which was a ridiculous idea. The long rods in front of her didn''t look like plants or animals. How could they grow out of the ground?


    The count looked around hesitantly. He could see that the long pole on the ground looked like a road, guiding him in a certain direction. But that would certainly make him further and further away from the gap. It is not a wise decision to stay away from it now. Besides, he didn''t believe that cheese would disappear so easily. Now he thought that the grey robe might have discovered that the situation was wrong and cut the rope. Maybe it was the right choice to jump into the crack. However, Lothar was not sure how much of the speculation was correct.


    Just as he was hesitating, a glimmer of light in the corner of his eye caught the count''s attention. It was a personal figure, a figure he was very familiar with, a figure that should never have appeared here. "Helen?" Rosa''s voice was strange because of the tightening of her throat. He never thought he would see his daughter here. What''s more, the Helen he saw seemed to be older than the five-year-old girl he remembered. She looked like she was about ten years old.


    But a little change in appearance doesn''t make a father recognize his daughter. He was sure that the man standing on the road separated by the long pole area was Helen. So, is this a trap? Magic can construct false appearance and even false body, and things beyond magic can certainly be. Lothar had good reason to believe that the man in front of him was just some kind of existence disguised as his daughter''s appearance, or an illusion in his mind. But when Helen''s figure approached, and her whole body radiated warm soft light, he felt confused.


    "Helen?" The count asked again, and this time he was answered.


    "Abba, it''s me." As soon as the name "a-pa" comes out, Lothar''s expression changes. Because this name is a special name for father in lost heart Bay area, which is not used by Cangshi, but also by Helen in private. If Helen in front of her eyes was an illusion, she could steal the count''s memory, otherwise she would never have called it.


    "Where is this? What''s Dad doing here? " With the appearance of 10-year-old Helen, she looked around with a puzzled expression. Originally, Lothar thought that this illusion must be to lead him to a deeper place, but now it seems that the other side is as confused as he is about the present situation. Once again, the count began to doubt the existence of identity.


    "Helen, why are you here?" God forbidding, Lothar asked this question. But this time, his tone was no longer pure doubt. Maybe it was connected by blood. He always felt that Helen in front of him had an inexplicable sense of credibility. This shining girl seemed to be his daughter.


    Helen''s face showed a naive smile, which was the strongest support for the count of Heishan to come out of a series of painful experiences in lost heart Bay. "I miss Daddy! But sister Qili said that dad was far away, so she asked me to stand in a circle and taught me to read a lot of words. Then I came here! Hehe, sister Qili is so good! "


    Lothar looked at her daughter with a long mouth. He was 80% sure that Helen was Helen. Especially when she mentioned Ellie, that wanton witch, how could she teach a five-year-old girl magic? Wait, magic? "Helen, what was Ellie doing while you were reading those words?"The girl frowned a little, thought a little, then shook her head gently, "No. Sister Qili is laughing at the same time. She is also laughing now. Ah, she also says that Helen is very good! Hey, Helen is as good as sister Ellie! Is that right, dad? "


    If the atmosphere here was still breathless a few minutes ago, Lothar now has no idea what kind of expression and mood she should use to face everything in front of her. Life is like a farce. He forgot where he saw it, but now he thinks the person who said it is absolutely a genius. Although not entirely sure, Helen probably did not rely on the power of the witch, but on her own ability to reach her father''s side in this way!


    "Helen, listen to me. It''s not safe for Dad now. You can go back quickly, or you can ask Ellie to help you go back. Be obedient, will you? Dad will bring you toys when he comes home The count unconsciously wanted to touch Helen''s hair when he was talking to Helen, but when his left hand passed through Helen''s head, he realized that the daughter in front of him was not an entity.


    "Danger? Helen is not afraid of danger! When my father was away, sister Gloria told me a lot of stories about her father''s father and her father''s father''s father. Helen also wanted to be a knight like her father''s! " Should it be said that there is black blood flowing on the body? Although when Helen said she wanted to be a knight, Lothar felt relieved, but he was immediately overwhelmed by her daughter''s stubbornness. Most of the time, the count would not order or force his daughter to do anything, and he could not do so, especially when he was looking into Helen''s eyes, which were similar to those of his dead wife.


    "No, you don''t understand. It''s really dangerous here. You have to leave. You..." The count was half kneeling, so that his eyes could be close to his daughter, which allowed Helen to listen to him more carefully. But this time, the old method seems to have failed.


    "Never mind! Helen has grown up! You see, Helen is getting taller! Helen must be able to help The little girl obviously misunderstood her father''s meaning. She stood on tiptoe and tried to highlight her height much higher than her actual body. Then she floated. Yes, the glowing Helen Rose from the barren land like a demon free of gravity.


    "Ha ha! Helen can fly! Dad, look, Helen is flying! Ha ha Harvest the unexpected joy of Helen smile in the air, turning her body, she is like a fledgling just learning to fly, can''t wait to master more skills. With the rapid improvement of Helen''s flying skills, she began to fly towards the distance.


    "Helen! Wait for me Seeing her daughter fly away, Lothar did not care about anything else, so she got up and ran after her.


    What he didn''t know was that after he ran after Helen and ran away from the crack, many dark figures were found in the crack. These strange silhouettes without details looked at Lothar, who had run far away, with his head tilted neatly and uniformly, which seemed quite difficult to understand. They don''t understand why the man didn''t go back into the breach. Although that gap is not the one he came to.


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