Sword of Daybreaker

Hearing the contents of the attendant report and seeing the change in the expression on Ropeney Gülen, Gao Wen immediately guessed what happened.

As he knows, and speculates - Patty Gülen is the daughter of the lord of Gülen, and the little girl is not in a good state now, she is connected to the network of minds of the sleeper, I am afraid it is also related to her physical condition.

Gao Wen hides the fluctuations in his heart. His face is only with a simple curiosity, "Ms. Ge Lan, what happened?"

"Please don't worry, you can wait for something here," said Princess Lopney, who controlled the worried look on her face. She apologized for Gao Wen's slight bend, and said in a low voice, "I need to leave, I will be back soon."

Gao Wen slightly thought about it and nodded "...please feel free to deal with your business. Don't care about us. But if there is a need for help, I am always happy to help."

Princess Roperi quickly thanked him, and then he hurriedly left the meeting room with the attendant.

Gao Wen looked at the other person's figure and disappeared behind the door, but until the end he controlled the urge to ask further, and did not come up with any idea of ​​wanting to meet the other's daughter - because it was too awkward.

Patty Gülen should be just a child of about ten years old. His Gao Wen is just a long time after his resurrection. He is currently on the border of the Duke of the South, and he is suddenly suspicious when he sees the other’s daughter. A little, can not pull the single mother to open is a "family, I heard that there is a prostitute in your family?" - really want to be like that, his own name is definitely gone...

In order to prevent Roppini's vigilance and resistance, he had to let his words and deeds be natural, so Gao Wen only silently sent the woman to leave the room. He knew that he could always find a chance to meet the "Patti Gülan". One side.

After wavering to quiet the noisy harp and the lyre, Gao Wen began to turn around in the reception room with great interest, observing the collections and creations from the former Visan Viscount, while watching those quite personal The characteristic things, while recalling in the mind, all kinds of narratives and rumors about the former Visan Viscount - those things are only a few years short, and the long ones are only a dozen years ago, but they have been chaotic in this era. Note habits and some twists of ulterior motives have become ridiculous, as if they were dark stories that were handed down hundreds of years ago.

In the various versions of the story, the former Viscount is a mentally ill patient suffering from evil spirits or genetic diseases. He also has the characteristics of wisdom and spiritual madness. He uses wealthy wrists to gather wealth. However, he squandered wealth, ruined the family's traditions and reputation, and made chaos in the order of the land. He used to be the leader of the younger generation of southern aristocrats, and was the ideal lover in the hearts of countless noble ladies, but he ended up with Into the thirst for taboo knowledge, I can't extricate myself, and even I am ultimately killed in the magic laboratory...

In Gao Wen’s mind, the stories of true and false are constantly being put together. More than half of those stories are the result of amber survey. When he combs the stories again, he turns to the half of the plate. The elf nodded and said, "Is it full?"

"Satiate and have enough!" Amber patted her belly very unexpectedly. "Look at the expression of your expression... surely let me work?"

"It's not very troublesome," Gao Wen smiled. "You go to the gate of the castle and go to see the door..."

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Before the evening dance, Roppene Gülen finally appeared again in front of Gao Wen – of course, Amber returned to Gao Wen earlier than her.

The woman’s face had a trace of exhaustion, but the mood was clearly calm. After Gao Wen saw her, she curiously asked naturally, “I just heard the attendant, Patty Glan is ......"

"It’s my daughter," said Princess Lopney, faintly laughing. It seems that only when she mentioned her daughter, the smile on her face would be softer and natural. "Her body is not very good..."

"I hope she can get back to health soon," Gao Wen said. "If there is a chance, I want to see the child - there is a very good druid on my territory, maybe it will help."

The expression on Ropeney's face is softer, and the tone of speaking with Gao Wen is a little more sincere than before. "Thank you for your kindness, but I am afraid that there is nothing Druid can cure Patty's disease. Of course, you can go see her. I think Patty should be very happy to know the legendary figure like you - she often listens to your story when she was a child."

The dance started as scheduled.

In the largest banquet hall in Greenland, the food and wine are filled with dining tables, and the musicians supported by the Graham family play the soothing and beautiful Ansu court music on a wooden platform in the corner of the hall, dressed in gentlemen and ladies. They walked into the banquet hall and started their aristocratic socialization in this prosperous and luxurious place, and these small and medium-sized aristocrats or nobles from the surrounding of Gülen’s collar did not ignore the person sitting on the platform at the end of the hall – from time to time someone put Sighting to the place above the ground, watching the Duke of Cecil and the Princess of Glan, who were talking on it, and guessing what they were talking about.

Gao Wen is actually just chatting with Lopei. He has seen the specifications of the ball, the texture of the tableware used on the spot, the number of musicians and the costumes, and then smiled and praised "a good dance."

“It’s my pleasure to get your evaluation,” the woman replied. “I have done my best to make this dance worthy of you.”

Gao Wen just nodded lightly, and at some point in the next moment, he noticed a trace of eye-opening change when Lopney Gülen looked at the members of the nobles in the hall.

It is a deep hostility, a contempt, a flame of almost hatred.

This change in eyesight is well hidden. If it is not Gaowen just captured, I am afraid that his observation will ignore the past.

Gao Wen’s mouth smirked and said in a very casual tone, “How many of them appeared here today in the banquet hall of Count Carlof? Hosman?”

Ropeney Gülen’s expression seemed to be stiff for a moment, but all her strangeness was fleeting. At the next moment, she had calmly opened her mouth. “It seems that even if seven hundred years have passed, what happened on this land. Things still can't beat your eyes."

"No, there are a lot of things, but I just know one or two of them afterwards."

"...The Count of Hosman used the disgraceful means to steal the wealth that belongs to you. Fortunately, the Graun collar did not touch it." The marquis said after two seconds of silence, and quietly avoided the problem of Gao Wen at the beginning. Did not lead the topic to the aristocratic members gathered here.

But the high-text body is not pursuing this matter. He just mentioned it with a mouthful. He looked at the reaction of Roppini Gülen, then pretended to forget the topic and suddenly came up with a sentence to "Your husband." It seems to me to be a great person."

"...the great man, only left me a mess."

Gao Wenwei smiled a bit and turned to look at the South African nobles who danced in the banquet hall and talked elegantly, as if they were the stage actors. Suddenly, his sight was in the doorway of the banquet hall. The vague shadow is attracted.

He couldn't see what it was, but he knew that someone was there at the door—because the neighboring Roppenny Gülen had stood up and looked at the same place with a look of surprise and nervousness.

The woman's lord seems a little helpless. "Lord, please allow me first..."

Gao Wen has stood up at this time. "Don't care, go."

The marquis almost immediately left her position. She quickly passed through the side of the hall and walked to the gate of the banquet hall, while Gao Wen naturally followed the past.

Some people in the banquet hall noticed this scene with surprise, but after Roppini waved his hand, the music continued to ring, and the aristocrats who attended the dance did not leave, but many people’s attention clearly reached the door and followed Roppini and Gao Wen’s figure.

Roppeni pushed the door of the banquet hall, and Gao Wen stood behind her and looked out.

A wooden chair with wheels was parked in the hallway outside the door, and a slightly panicked maid stood behind the chair, sitting in a chair with a curled figure.

The little figure is a girl, she is covered with white, specially tailored "clothes", the clothes have only one sleeve, and the waist also has a large opening, because the skin of the person wearing it is fragile and frightening, I am afraid She could not touch any fabric; she sat in a chair with a slanting posture, and several belts fixed her body there to prevent her from rolling down; under her skirt, one leg had been taken from the knee The truncated, dry, atrophic limb was weakly placed on the chair; her half of the torso seemed to be roasted by the flames, the skin was black and wrinkled, and there were layers of scars that formed after cracking and crusting, a twist of strangeness. The flesh and blood sticks and grows on her half body that is black and wrinkled. It is an arm she once had.

She was tied to a chair like a tattered doll, her head was hard to support, and she was constantly shaking slightly, and it seemed difficult to fix her neck at any angle.

But she still has a pair of bright eyes, and the eyes are staring curiously at Gao Wen.

Her one-third face is ugly and distorted purple scar, but she still laughs and looks very happy.

"You are really tall!"

Later, she added the phrase "just like Dad said in the story!"

Gao Wen crouched down in front of the chair, so that the little girl didn't have to bother to raise her head. He looked at the bright eyes of the other person. Only these eyes were exactly the same as the lively girl in the city of dreams.

"Hello, Patty."

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