What happened next was described or recalled in detail by few of those present. All they remember was that the whole world was turned upside down and trembling in the tumbling of worms, the heavens and the earth were reversed, the mountains were translocated, as if the whole world came to life, and began to turn its body like a giant that had not moved for too long. And as a tiny creature on the body of a giant, mortals completely lost all possible opportunities to obtain information in this shaking. By the time they came to their senses again, everything had calmed down.

Atta opened his eyes to see the grass obscuring him and a ladybug trying to climb up the grass stalk. She was silent for a few seconds, then immediately tried to stand up and see her surroundings, the action of turning from the sharp pain in her calf as she got up to sit on the ground. The swordswoman looked over to the place where the pain had come from, and she saw a piece of wooden thorn piercing into the belly of her left leg, blood oozing from the edge of the wound at a slow pace. This means that the wound has been there for a while, and if left untreated, the muscle tissue near the wound can become ulcerated and infected. The girl gritted her teeth and reached out to grasp the wooden thorn, the pain that pierced her heart rushed all the way from her calf to her spinal cord, causing her movements to stop. Tears irrepressibly blurred the vision that had just been clear. She wanted to cry out loud as a way to release the physical pain and the trauma on her mind, but she didn't. Something deeper made her choose to tear off the hem of her shirt and hold it in her mouth, then grab the wooden thorn with both hands and pull it outward!

"Stop, you're killing yourself. Lothar's voice was still a little weak, and his body couldn't get back to normal quickly despite the food. Even so, he was the farthest away from Tianmu and became the least injured among the few people present, he knew that he had to drag this body to help his companions, "The place where the wooden thorn pierced is too deep, and it may also hurt the main blood vessels, if you pull it out like this, there is a chance that you will bleed profusely, and now in this situation, even if you have to amputate your limb, you will bleed yourself to death." ”

"Then what should I do...", not so much a question, Atta's voice and the uncontrollable cry after seeing his companion were more like emotional catharsis. If it had been before, Lothar might have used the soldier's iron side to force the other party to calm down, but now he can't do that. He could only look away from the swordswoman's face and concentrate all his energy on observing her wounds. Fortunately, when the Count did not answer Atta, another person appeared in time and perfectly stabilized the latter's mood, by surprising her.

"Abba! I haven't seen this sister! Who is she! Look, she's got a pair of dog ears! hee-hee!" the translucent little girl floated out from behind Lothar, like a fairy on a meadow. This was a complete surprise, especially when she called Lothar, Abba, even if she didn't know the dialect of Heartbreaker, Atalanta could guess the meaning, after all, all human or human-like languages always have the same name for parents.

"Helen, a bit polite. And don't judge other people's bodies, remember what happened after you last said that Peg was short?" Almost subconsciously, the Count lectured his daughter in a somewhat reproachful tone, and only after he said this did he realize that the current situation did not seem to be suitable for reasoning with Helen, but the words had already been spoken, and Helen was much more obedient than ordinary children. At least in front of her father.

"Hmm... I know, I won't talk about it in the future. The little girl lowered her head and admitted her mistake, even though she most likely did not realize what she had done wrong. In Helen's opinion, there is nothing to shy away from about the human body, and she will talk to the nezumi about their coat color, and with the witch about nails and hair. Of course, height was a topic to avoid for Sister Pegg, and even a child knew that the witch had little talent for growing heads. None of this talk is malicious, at least not in the sense that Helen who said them. But since the father so requested, the little girl would also obediently remember it, before she forgot about it by the next thing.

"Is she, your daughter?" said Atta, stunned, having heard Cheese and Lothar talk about the latter's daughter during the trip, but she never expected to meet the little princess in this form. She thought that the girl, who was full of doting in the Count's talk, should be fiddling with the Muppets in a cozy room in a distant kingdom, rather than appearing in this devastated land as such.

"Yes, my name is Helen, Helen Black Mountain, sister, what is your name?" Helen floated in front of the female swordsman, that innocent smile did have the ability to soothe the soul, and in the face of such a child, even though she still felt the pain in her body, Atta's face still showed a warm smile.

"Atalanta, this is my name. Nice to meet you, Helen. ”

"Helen, you told me before that you can not only project yourself over, but you can also use magic here, right?"

"Yes, but Sister Qili said that using the projection to release magic would weaken the effect. Helen floated to her father's side and looked at the wound on Atta's leg. Interestingly, in the face of this horrific injury, the little girl did not show any surprised expression. Come to think of it, she was born in Heartless Bay and grew up with a witch, if nothing else, the fish that were disemboweled, were enough to make this child resist the bloody scene.

"Is there a way to get this wood out in a gentle way? gently, without causing more damage. The Count tried to tell his daughter what he thought, and it was true that it was a suicide to take out a foreign object as Atta had just done, but if he did not remove the wooden thorns, the consequences would not be better.

"Hmm—" Helen's father's request made it difficult for Helen, who in her limited life had not yet learned the knowledge and methods to achieve Lothar's goals, but she did not want to disappoint Lothar. At this time, someone came here again, "Don't just think about taking out the wooden thorns, it is a part of the heavenly wood, and it has a strong vitality in itself." Try to repair the wounds on the flesh with the wooden thorns themselves. Think of wood as mud, all you have to do is fill the wound with mud. ”

"Hmm!" Not noticing the identity of the speaker, Helen immediately tried, she stretched out her hands to grasp the wooden thorns, and her originally empty body seemed to become real under the guidance of magic. The little girl silently muttered words like mud in her mouth, and the wooden thorns in her hands slowly grew young shoots! These young shoots became more and more, and the originally hard wood began to become soft, and later, the whole wooden thorn became soft spores, which naturally connected with the blood vessels, muscle fibers, and mucous membranes in the wound of Atta's calf, and soon, the hideous wound turned into a small piece of green skin. After doing all this, Helen let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her little hands, revealing a bright smile.

"Perfect. The man in the gray robe commented, but there was a little loneliness in his eyes.