Dawn of the Grey Tower

"Helen! Stop! Helen ... Helen ..." Lothar, who had been walking on the strange wilderness for some time, stopped breathlessly. With his hands on his knees, he understood one thing, that is, people who walk on their feet cannot compare with those who are floating in the sky. The earl took a few deep breaths and thought he had reorganized his disordered breath. Although he was still worried about Helen, he had n’t encountered any danger when he strolled all the way down the road. There seems to be only eternal waste and Wooden branches growing out of the field.

The tired Earl simply sat down, and he could clearly notice the changes in his body over the past few years, especially in the years after his wife ’s death. Although his combat experience is far superior to his former self, the body's ability to recover is no longer growing. He clenched his fist with a little force, and he smiled with self-deprecation. The Earl of Montenegro was able to replenish sufficient nutrition and received systematic and rigorous training. Most fighters must be strong. "So what are you unwilling to do? Do you think you can train into something inhuman?"

Shakes his head and throws the words that he said inadvertently out of his mind. The priority now is not to pity himself on the limits of his body, but to find a way to escape from this strange land. Thinking of this, Lothar raised his head again, and there was nothingness above his head, which was somehow inexplicable even in the darkness. He shrugged his nose and turned his gaze to the direction when he came. The repeated scenes and the unchanging flat ground completely made him impossible to return the same way. However, he has no regrets. Even if he is trapped here, Helen can't do anything.

Speaking, hasn't the child heard the news for too long? According to previous experience, Helen will find it shortly after discovering that her father has not followed him, but this time, why is she without a shadow? The heartbeat that had just stabilized became intense again, and Lothar urged her unrecovered body to stand up from the ground, trying to find anything related to her daughter.

He called Helen's name a few times, and of course did not get a response. Although this is normal, it is not surprising that the sound is blocked by invisible walls on this ground, but as a father, the uneasiness in Losa's heart is still enhanced with each cry. He walked in the direction where Helen disappeared in the impression, and then gradually became a run, until his exhaustion hit the protruding wooden branch and fell backwards, his action stopped. "Helen ..."

"Dad, do you call me?" The daughter's face rushed into Losa's view from above, blocking the void above her head, "Sister Pegg just told me to eat! Our lunch today is with moss mushroom soup Dongmai bread, ah, yes, there are fresh fish, I like to eat fish, and the fish here is not the same as before, there is no taste of the sea! That is, there are more thorns in the fish, Helen does not like thorny fish , But Helen does n’t like the fish with too much sea flavor ... "

"Ha, haha, ha ... cough!" Looking at the innocent confusion on Helen's face, Lothar spontaneously laughed, but because of excessive exercise, his dry throat immediately tightened, turning the laughter into Severe cough. The girl who had just been immersed in the troubles of river fish and sea fish saw her father's appearance, and immediately became nervous. She spun around Lothar's body and reached out to try to touch her father, but from several attempts. After passing through, I felt great frustration, and even tears burst into my eyes.

"It's okay, Helen, I'm okay." Loza, who sat up from the ground by coughing, comforted her daughter. He was thankful that Helen's lack of response was only for this reason. Through the words of his daughter, the count also realized that it was noon outside, that is to say, he had not been trapped in this space for long. Interestingly, when he realized this, the hunger in his belly and the fatigue in his body had been relieved to a certain extent, just like the previous fatigue was an illusion.

So this is ah. Through this incident, Lothar realized some principles of this strange world. It seems that in this land, psychological effects will affect physiological reality at certain levels. As a warrior who strictly controls his own situation, he will not take the Physical condition is really an illusion. And by analogy, if Helen does not bring information from outside this space, the Earl is likely to be swallowed up by the preset hunger and fatigue due to the loss of time, or even starve to death. Tiredness is not impossible.

"Are you really okay? You don't look good, did you not eat? Helen went to the kitchen to give you something to eat!"

"I can't eat what you took from the kitchen, remember? We are in two places." Lothar stopped the rash daughter and reminded Helen in a gentle tone.

"Then ... what to do?" Helen was crying aggrievedly. She didn't know how to help her father. The magic given by the witch gave her a way to see Lothar, but only.

"It doesn't matter, you are here to help Dad the most." The count said with a smile and stood up again. "Come on, let's see if there is anything else here."

Losa's words and deeds gave Helen confidence that the girl was no longer low and no longer wandering around with her temperament. She accompanied her father and the two walked on this barren land. This kind of feeling is very subtle, because even in normal times, the Earl rarely enjoys such time with his daughter. Because in fact, Lothar was a little afraid of Helen. She was too much like her. Even though the appearance and age were actually different, in the eyes of the count, the shadow of the dead wife could always be seen from her daughter. So in addition to the necessary contact, in fact, Losa and Helen did n’t stay together for a long time, let alone the father and daughter walked together as they are now, if the current situation can be called a walk if.

Along the way, the two talked about many things, such as the season of the valley city, the diet of the rat people, the witch's taste for clothes, and Lothar also told her daughter about the scene of the prairie he saw and the people who lived on the prairie. Disgusted herders, of course, this time his narrative is not hostile. Helen always gives a pleasant answer to his father ’s questions. In the eyes of this child, the world seems to have another more interesting appearance. The ratmen are furry, and the dark underground city is an adventure paradise. Among ordinary people It seems that the scary and unpredictable witches actually have their own habits ~ www.readwn.com ~ At least Helen knows how exaggerated Peg spends every day on that long hair.

In these conversations, this space seems not so terrible. After the two of them walked forward for some time, the scenery finally changed. In front of them, a river appeared. Lothar approached curiously, didn't smell anything strange, and the color of the river water was exceptionally clear, but he couldn't see the bottom of the river. The count hesitated, but still couldn't resist the thirst in his throat. He carefully held the river with his hands and frowned slightly after feeling the coldness of the river. This icy cold reminded him of the groundwater pumped out of the deep well. Although there were still many concerns, the count tried to drink a small sip of the liquid in his hand. It is the taste of water. He and Helen waited a few more minutes and drank some more after making sure that the body did not develop abnormalities due to the river water.

"Helen, can you fly up, can you see the two ends of the river?" The girl nodded, her body floated up to about three meters, and then looked around.

"I can't see it, but there seems to be a direction in which the river is flowing. Helen didn't see it, it just felt that way." Helen said more and more guilty, she still didn't understand what intuition is, and whether it can be used to judge reality Basis.

But his daughter's words gave Lothar the goal. He was more inclined to move upstream or downstream of the river than to aimlessly walk around. And since Helen's instincts were directed upstream, he would be happy to save choices. Determined to pay attention, the count once again had confidence. Now that he has reliable water supplies and his daughter is by his side, there is no reason why he can't go out here, right?

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