"Since it happened, of course I will be responsible for it to the end. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info It's just that I have a question, how long has this child been in this state?" Dawn asked thoughtfully.

"Well, it must have been more than a week, I remember it was a Wednesday night, and the child had just fallen asleep and it became a little strange, and we took her to the hospital in the middle, but there was nothing we could do, and then we couldn't even move?" said Mrs. Arnol, sobbing.

"Can't move?"

"Yes, she will be very irritable if she moves a little, and only when she is in this house will she be a little quieter!" Arnold wiped tears from her eyes, "The doctor said that it may be that the familiar environment is good for the child, so her father went to Berlin to ask for a doctor!"

"There are too many dirty things in the soul of modern people, so the most valuable thing in your family to the Demon King is this little girl's soul. And to deal with a child, the dignified demon king will be merciful to give you a week, there must be something strange in this!" Dawn muttered in a low voice, "You know, the reason why the Nightmare King Andesia fell to hell in pain and torture is all due to human beings, I have heard that what fallen people once loved the most, the more distorted and perverted this love will become." And the unicorn is the closest to the young girl, so if he really made a move, this little girl should never be so calm now!"

"Dawn, what do you mean?" asked Hansel.

"There must be a god protecting this family, or rather, something fighting nightmares!" Dawn added after a pause, "and the forces of heaven represented by the Holy See now have absolutely no time to deal with such worldly trivialities. ”

This is mainly due to the fact that the Arnol family is really not a believer. God is still very merciful, this gentleman may have some misunderstanding of our church!" said the young priest on the side, frowning and a little unhappy.

Dawn shrugged his shoulders and ignored him, he had long known that there were three kinds of people in this world who could not be reasoned: believers, drunkards, and women. He walked slowly to the bedroom window, looked at the small forest town, and then asked, "Madame Arnol, you mean that this child will be quieter in the house, so is there any unusual origin of this house?"

"This ...... This house was built by my husband's ancestor and is said to be nearly 1,000 years old. You know, it's hard to be disturbed by the outside world in a remote place like this, and the town is basically a state of isolation. ”

"Aren't there any strange rumors or anything like that?"

"I really don't know much about this, even my husband only grew up here when he was a child, and after all these years, I really don't know much about this house. Mrs. Arnold said with great embarrassment.

"And what about you, priest, what do you always hear when you live here?" Dawn turned her gaze back to the young priest who was still speaking ill of Christianity.

"It's nothing, it's just some traditional fairy tale, no different from the rest of Germany......"

"Speaking of fairy tales, my husband used to boast to his children that it was as if there was a world-class master of fairy tales who had lived in this town for a while, and lived in our house!" Mrs. Arnold suddenly interjected, "This makes the child happy for a long time, and he even invites his classmates to come on vacation!"

"Fairy tale masters, in my eyes, those world-class fairy tale masters are actually myth disseminators after the end of the mythological era, can you tell me his name?"

"Uh...... I need to look downstairs for this, and the first floor seems to have the gift he gave him when he visited, and I remember it was signed?" The box is delicate, with a full pattern of vines engraved on the surface.

"Look, what am I talking about, druid's pictorial style, look at this mage emblem, I'm afraid it's hundreds of years old!" Dawn saw the mage mark on the surface of the box at a glance.

In the Middle Ages, when Christianity was dominant, the druids were suppressed by the church for a long time, and they had to hide their heads and tails with many identities to cover up. Among them, the most representative identities are gardeners, governesses, naturalists, and fairy tale writers who collect styles everywhere. It's no wonder that the druid's most important profession in legend was that of a bard.

"The emblem composed of vines is the Altio sect among the druids, the goddess of plants, Artio. It's a faction with a relatively high degree of popularity, and although it has combat ability, it doesn't have expertise in architecture and gardening. Dawn rummaged through the small box, and when it was opened, it was a delicate pipe with a small line of signatures on the pipe handle. "It's a long time ago grammar, but I've gotten help with the language, let me spell it, huh...... Suddenly...... Hoffman?"

"Hoffman, I haven't heard of that name?" Hansel thought for a moment with a frown.

"This is the master of fairy tales in Germany, and he is no less famous than the Brothers Grimm. The Nutcracker was also adapted into a ballet by a Russian master. Do you know what his first work was?" said Dawn thoughtfully, but apparently not preparing to hear the answer, he asked himself: "The Sandman describes the story of a small town in Germany sprinkling sand goblins......

"Is it really a sand goblin, I thought I was looking for the wrong one this time. Through the news network of the Holy See, I learned that there is a child who may be affected by the power of dreams, so I hurried here, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of thing. Hansel said incoherently.

"Although the image of the Sasha people in folklore is a little terrible, it is because the Christian Church maliciously tampered with the local legends of various peoples in order to maintain its own authority. Dawn glanced at the little priest with some amusement. However, in the real record, the Sasa were the guardians of the children of Germany, and in the long era of Celtic rule, there was a mutually beneficial coexistence with humanity. ”

"In other words, there is a sand fairy in this house, but how can we find him!" Hansel said with some excitement.

"The power of dreams is a very special kind of power, and regular detection spells can't find any trace of it, but I have some ideas. Madame Arnol, can you please provide me with a quiet room, such as the attic where you once placed that portrait!"