"Abba, can we stop and rest for a while?" Hela's half-spirit statement of rest sounded a little ridiculous, after all, she didn't even need to take a step to move around Lothar. But that doesn't mean girls don't consume. In fact, being present by his father's side in this way and accompanying him is in itself a very draining and physically draining affair.

Lothar stopped, he didn't know how much stamina needed to follow him in this way, but judging by the fainting and deactivation that Cheese had often seen after casting spells, it probably wouldn't be a pleasant thing. The Earl told Hela to stop doing so during this time, but his daughter was clearly not his father in this regard, and several attempts at persuasion only ended in vain to make Hela bear more burden, and when Lothar tried to speak again, she had already subconsciously swallowed her words and spittle.

"Okay, let's take a break. You can go find something to eat or drink. Lothar sat down as he spoke, facing the only river he had ever seen in the barren land.

Hela nodded, her body floating on the ground at a distance of a palm gradually faded, she was indeed a little thirsty, and a little hungry. However, in Lothar's surprised eyes, Hela's figure did not disappear, but sat down beside him. "Hela can go find something to eat, but Abba only has water here. Running out of food, Hela followed Abba. ”

The Count blinked, he wanted to say something but in the end he just smiled, and subconsciously reached out to touch the top of Hela's head, and of course, the hand passed through it again. In fact, rationally speaking, Hela should go to replenish the food, and since Lothar has stopped, then she is wasting the Count's physical strength by doing so now. But what father would rebuke his daughter for such reasons at this time? At least Lothar couldn't, his body was getting weaker and weaker without food, but his inner strength was growing day by day because of Hela.

"How many days?" Lothar turned his head back to look at the river, asking what time it was, he had no idea how long he had been walking on the moor, and the numbness of his body from exhaustion had nearly worn off the warrior's proud self-awareness. If it weren't for Hela's constant steady communication of the flow of time to him, the Count would simply not have the ability and expectation to continue.

Children do not pay special attention to the rising and setting of the sun, but will judge the change of time in their own way, such as how many meals they have eaten, how many times they have gone to the toilet, and so on. The reason for this is probably because children do not yet understand what time is, and it is no wonder that if space is still a concept that can be measured with the feet and guessed by the eyes, time is more abstract and unconcrete. For children, concepts that are too abstract need to be understood slowly.

"Day three!" the daughter of the Count of Montenegro counted for a few seconds with her fingers folded, and finally got the answer in high spirits, and also received her father's approving gaze. It's just that the news is not optimistic for Lothar. For three days, a person can only live for three days without water, and without eating, he can live for about five days. But this about five days does not mean that Lothar can continue to travel at this speed for two more days, and before long, when the energy stored in his body is reduced to the point that it can no longer support his progress, he will be in a state of lying by the water waiting to die.

Finding food in a day is a more urgent task than getting out of this wasteland. Not to mention that there were no fish, shrimp and shellfish in the river, Lothar had spent some time in the past three days taking long detours to try to get food, but the environment here was different from any other landscape he knew, and he could not see any plants here, let alone animals. Even digging through the dirt under my feet could not find insects. This is an absolute forbidden area for life, and there are no living beings other than him.

"Abba, are you hungry? You haven't eaten in three days... If Hela doesn't eat for three days, Hela will starve to death...", as if reminded of her father's question, Hela noticed the situation Lothar was facing. However, although the girl used the word death, she did not feel the slightest sense of wonder that her father was still alive. Children do not understand what death is, and even if they witness it, they cannot truly understand the meaning and horror of death at a young age. Therefore, for them in most cases, death is just a word to express the degree, and the so-called starvation is only an expression of hunger to the extent that she can't imagine, not the real sense of the disappearance of life characteristics caused by hunger.

"It's okay, Abba was with the net... Your mother had a hard time at first. I'm used to it. "Sometimes Lothar is also thinking about this problem, he is a dignified Count of Montenegro, a lord of military power among the top two in the lion, and it stands to reason that in the eyes of people, if not full of brains, he must be full of rough muscles. But look at himself now, his once strong body gradually lost weight after the rat-man plague, and now he is still full of muscles, but no one can see it if he doesn't take off his clothes.

Although the Count comforted his daughter so much, he could tell that Hela was still very upset, especially since he had just mentioned the networm. Hela has always had a subconscious avoidance of her mother, and she is somewhat resistant to accepting this loved one who has never appeared in her life. So in order not to put her daughter in a more contradictory situation, Lotharmali stood up, "Okay, the rest is almost over, let's move on." ”

Father and daughter hit the road again, but this time, Hela was more silent than before. Lothar looked at her daughter worriedly, not knowing why Hela was upset about things. But soon, he couldn't care about it. For in the bare earth, for for for the first time they saw the first thing other than those strange sticks, which looked like a very tall and luxuriant tree. A big tree, growing on such a wasteland, and he suddenly remembered that the shaman had mentioned something similar in his dream.

"Hela, you go back first. Abba is going to go to the front and have a look. ”

"No! Hela is going too! Hela won't be in trouble with Abba now!" said the count's daughter, flying around her father a few times, showing that she would not be hurt now.

However, this did not convince Lothar, because he knew that many things in this world did not need to be actually touched to cause harm, and many beings, just by looking at them, would pierce people's memories like steel needles, making you sting at the thought of them. Hela is only five years old, and now she shouldn't be seeing things that even adults don't want to face. In particular, when facing those, Lothar will most likely need to use a force other than the battle axe, the power of the tattoo on his body. He didn't want to be seen by his daughter at that time.

"Obedient, Hela. Abba needs you to go back. Lothar rarely spoke to her daughter in a commanding tone, so when he did, Hela was visibly stunned for a few seconds not knowing how to deal with such a serious father. With the momentum accumulated by the experience of the Count of Montenegro, it is still easy to make his daughter obedient. So after a few seconds, Hela obediently obeyed her father's instructions, and her body gradually faded and disappeared into the wasteland.

"Whew, sorry. Abba will apologize to you when he goes back. So Abba, you have to go back. ”