"Here, here you go. The handsome young man in black handed a steaming wheat cake to the little girl sitting on the swing.

The little girl on the swing gave it an indifferent look and didn't immediately reach for it.

"I bought it from a well-known store in the last few neighborhoods, Amilia, don't you want to try it?" the man continued.

But the little girl named "Amelia" still did not take the wheat cake, and her eyes were full of doubt.

Sighing helplessly, Karlovin leaned forward a little further and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, Amelia, the spell I cast not only allows you to speak normally, but also allows you to eat like a normal person." ”

Emilia's attitude was still very tough, and she didn't look away, not even looking at the wheat cake, but as the seconds passed, the aroma of the freshly baked wheat cake soon wafted through the air nearby. The act of swallowing in her throat betrayed Emilia's true thoughts, and she had forgotten the last time she had eaten these delicacies.

Finally, Emilia couldn't resist the temptation of the food, and snatched the wheat cake from Carloving's hand with a "swish", broke off a small piece and put it to her mouth and bit it. Then, Emilia's eyes widened, and she devoured the whole wheat cake like a wolf.

"Eat slowly, I also booked a lot. Carlovin patted Emilia on the head.

Emilia resisted Carlovin's intimacy, shook her head vigorously, then turned her face away and ignored Karloving. But in fact, she was hiding her tears that she couldn't stop at all.

At this moment, on the side of the road outside the park, an elderly couple waved at the two of them and shouted, "Hey, little brother!"

"Hey, I just said, the wheat cake is ready so quickly. Karlovin grinned.

With that, he greeted the old couple who were selling wheat cakes.

"It smells so good! Thank you, it's your money. ”

"You're welcome...... Hehe, little brother, the little girl over there is your daughter, right? You bought it for your daughter. ”

"Dead old man, don't talk nonsense, this little brother is not old enough to have a daughter, that little girl must be his sister. ”

"Thanks, Auntie, I just look younger. She is indeed my daughter, and she loves to eat your wheat cakes. ”

"Ha, I can see it, hahaha......"

Seeing the little girl holding the wheat cake and gnawing on it for a while, the old man was overjoyed. For chefs, happiness is nothing more than watching the guests eat all the food they have made, leaving nothing left.

"Hey, Amilia, can't you thank the boss and the hostess!" Callowan shouted in the direction of the swing with a deliberate exaggeration.

"Cut!" the dignified Lich King's act of "pretending to be crazy and stupid" made Emilia angry. She jumped off the swing with her gills puffed up, took the unfinished half of the wheat cake, and ran out in the direction of the bushes.

"This little girl is really ...... No manners!" Callovin grimaced helplessly, "I'll have to discipline her well." ”

"Girls, they're always a little shy. The aunt laughed too.

......

Running through the park's bushes is the embankment of a small river that runs through the city from north to south. Emilia sat alone on the grass on the riverbank, at odds with the laughter of the three men not far away, her face heavy as she looked at the small half of the wheat cake in her hand, and looked thoughtful. And the crumbs of wheat cakes that stained the corners of her mouth, compared with her serious, deep expression, were unbearable.

Emilia tried to crush the wheat cake and throw it away several times, but she couldn't do anything cruel to the food, and she finally shoved the wheat cake into her mouth. "cough cough cough cough ......" but she didn't expect to eat too quickly, and she was choked.

At this time, a sheepskin water bag came from behind: "Don't worry, moisten your throat." ”

She didn't respond to Karlovin's kind reminder, and directly snatched the water bag and drank the water "coo".

Karlovin walked to the grass beside her and sat down, and raised the cloth bag that the old couple had given her, "Don't be in such a hurry, I still have a lot of wheat cakes here, you can eat as much as you want, no one will rob you." ”

Hearing that there were still many wheat cakes, Emilia immediately reached out and tried to snatch the bag full of wheat cakes, but as soon as she touched the edge of the bag, she retracted her hand, and her excited expression became serious: "Don't go too far, when will I become your daughter?"

"I said you, you don't feel nothing. "Although your biological father was the emperor of the Thumiro Empire more than 1,700 years ago, your soul comes from me. So, in a way, I'm also your father. ”

"Hmph!" Emilia looked disdainfully and turned her head to the other side, but a subtle smile crossed her lips, sweet. What Karlovan had just said was very useful to her.

Emilia has lived a tragic fate since she became sensible, and although she once received a brief love in her girlhood, it was unfortunately short-lived and fleeting. The tragic result of that short-lived love at the end made her pick up a murderous kitchen knife and live in darkness and sin forever. The murderous Emilia has been sitting alone on the side of the road for I don't know how many evenings, watching the pedestrians on the side of the road live happily and laugh, her heart is always dripping blood. In the dead of night, Emilia walked through the dark streets with a blood-stained kitchen knife, always unable to stop recalling everything she had seen before, and Emilia was full of jealousy and anticipation for the ordinary life of ordinary people who did not have the slightest strength.

Family, friendship, love...... No matter what it is, Emilia is murderous and cursed, but all she has always wanted is love and happiness.

That's all.

It was precisely because of this desire in her heart that when the Lich King Carlovan opened her arms and took her into her arms, Emilia did not resist.

"Woo...... Woowoowoo......"

At this time, Emilia could no longer hide the true feelings in her heart, buried her head in Carlovin's arms, and kept sobbing. The Lich King's magic on her lasted only one day, not only restoring her body to the same as a normal person, but also restoring her long-vanished normal human feelings.

Callovan gently wiped away Emilia's tears with a handkerchief, took a fragrant wheat cake from the cloth bag, broke off a small piece, and fed it to Amelia's mouth.

"Eat. I know you love to eat wheat cakes, and I know you had a hard time eating them when you were a kid. But now it's different, with me by your side, you can eat as much as you want. Callovin patted Emilia on the head and said softly.

"You, you bastard! I, I ......"

Emilia cursed unconvinced, but soon stopped crying. She chewed on the wheat cake and grabbed her father's hand......

Hundreds of kilometers to the north, to the south of the Fayye Empire.

In a small rural inn, the female shopkeeper who was packing up in the warehouse was suddenly startled by the screams of the female guest who had just checked in. The fat aunt immediately threw away the things in her hand and ran to the guest room.

"Little girl!" the fat aunt slammed open the door to the guest room.

What she saw was that the little girl slapped the middle-aged man lying on the bed, crying loudly. The middle-aged man on the bed was motionless, his eyes wide, his eyes full of resentment.

"Your father, what's wrong with him?" the fat aunt came to the little girl and patted her on the shoulder.

"Father, father, he...... He can't. Christina didn't look up, she struggled to squeeze out a few words in the midst of her bitter tears.

"God of light. Please forgive this man's lonely soul. ”

The fat aunt sadly drew the cross and covered the eyes of the man who had died in bed.