Cloud Thinking

"Helia, what are you thinking about?"

Karzer handed Helia a cup of warm water. Seeing that she was distracted, he thought she was feeling unwell, so he put his hand on her forehead, but she didn't feel hot.

Helia subconsciously dodged, and when she came to her senses and saw that Karlzer looked worried, she gave him a reassuring smile, took the water from his hand, and explained: "I'm fine, just thinking about something, thank you."

Karzer carefully observed Helia's face and felt that she was not in a good condition. Finally, he asked with concern: "Do you want me to massage your hands? You have been digging for a long time today, and your hands should be sore."

"No, thank you." Although she knew that Karlzer had good intentions, Helia still refused. She was not that squeamish. Besides, Karlzer was her friend, not her servant. There was no reason for her to ask him to serve her.

"Your Highness Helia, which direction should we go after we search this village tomorrow?" Beavis sat down next to Helia with a map he had drawn by hand, and pointed his finger at the upper left corner of the house with a red circle on the paper. "There is a dirt road extending to the northwest of the village, but I'm not sure where it leads to."

Then he pointed to the west of the house, where two trees were scribbled, "Then to the west is the path leading to the Sad Forest. I took a rough look and saw a path that people had walked on. It was probably the path that the villagers took to the forest to hunt and gather."

Helia glanced at him, then glanced at the map in his hand, pointed at herself, and said, "Am I the captain?"

Beavis didn't know why she asked this question, but he answered truthfully: "Um, I don't think we have elected a captain yet?"

"That's it, why are you asking me?" Helia spread her hands and said speechlessly, "Besides, the teachers have said that you third-year students should take good care of the younger students. You and Gena are both my seniors, so of course you should discuss and decide on this matter."

Beavis stared at her in confusion, then pointed at himself, "Me?" Then he pointed at Gena, who was slumped in a chair and looked like a human being, "Him?"

"Yes." Helia nodded affirmatively.

Beavis looked at Gena again, then quickly looked away with a complicated expression. "Then let's all decide together. Should we follow that dirt road to find the next village tomorrow, or should we go into the Sad Forest?"

"I vote for the village." Helia raised her hand. "I'm afraid I'll get lost in the forest. It's also dangerous."

"The village." Lydia seemed to be on Helia's side. She would choose whatever Helia chose, and she would agree with whatever Helia said.

"I also think it's better to go to the village first. If there are survivors, they will definitely come back to the village to find food." Karzer also stood on Helia's side.

"Well, I think it's better to go to the forest first. Our mission is not only to search for survivors, but also to eliminate the remaining monsters. The monsters will definitely not hide in the village. Let's go to the forest first to find them and kill them, then the survivors in this area will be safer." Al voted for the forest.

"And I also want to fight against Warcraft once." There is also the pursuit of the identity of a magic swordsman.

"Where's Gena? Where do you want to go first?" Beavis asked.

Gena didn't reply to him. He just slumped in the chair without moving. If he hadn't heard his breathing, he would have thought he was dead.

Beavis stood up and walked towards Gena in confusion. He saw that the other party had his eyes closed and his mouth open, sleeping very soundly. Even their loud talking just now could not wake him up.

He was so angry that he closed his eyes, and based on the principle of out of sight, out of mind, he turned around and left silently.

"Then let's assume he has given up." Beavis sat down again, pressed his forehead, and continued: "It doesn't matter which side I vote for now. After searching this village tomorrow, we will follow the dirt road to find the way there."

"Oh yeah!" Helia cheered, raising her arms above her head, and no one knew what she was happy about.

"Well, let's arrange the order of the night shifts. Let Gena sleep first and wake him up at the appointed time." Beavis folded his precious hand-drawn map and put it in his pocket, and said softly, "Does anyone want to take the first half of the night?"

"As for me, I'm still very energetic and can't sleep." Helia raised her hand again.

"Okay, then you, Lydia and Al will take care of the first half of the night, okay?" Beavis said.

Helia's safety was very important, so two magic swordsmen were sent to accompany her. He was well aware of Genna's ability, he was among the best among the third-year students, and with three boys on duty in the second half of the night, her safety was guaranteed.

"I'm fine." Al stood up from the chair with his arms folded. After lowering his hand from his chest, he naturally placed it on the sword at his waist. "Then I'll go outside and take a look around to see if there's any danger."

"Lydia, go with you. The two of you can take care of each other. I'll wait for you in the house." Helia said. She patted Lydia's shoulder and motioned her to get up and work.

"Okay, then Karl and I will go to rest first. Wake us up if you have any problems. Good night." Beavis nodded, got up, and went to the next room to rest with Karl.

"Well, have a good rest." Helia put the empty cup of water in her hand aside, curled up her body and leaned to the side, watching everyone leave.

The flames in the fireplace were chewing on the firewood bit by bit, making crackling sounds. Seeing that the fire was a little small, Helia threw two more pieces of dry wood in.

"Father God, do you know what happened to the statue today?" Helia asked in her heart.

"It looks like it was damaged naturally, but we can't rule out the possibility of magic." Watersiser replied, "What's wrong? Are you suspicious of something?"

Helia touched her chin, pursed her lips, and knitted her delicate eyebrows together. She felt that this posture was a little uncomfortable, so she twisted her body and changed to another one.

"It's just that I always feel like something is wrong, but I just can't tell what it is."

She lowered her head and looked at her open hands. She clenched and unclenched them several times, and repeated this process several times. "Logically, the village is destroyed, and all the villagers are dead. No one should believe in God Ornn anymore. They should believe in me."

"And I have already left the tower. The magic circle of the tower has been destroyed by us. The plan of God's Cocoon should have failed."

"But I can still feel the power of faith flowing into my body. Even though it's very weak, I can still feel it."

"There should be some surviving villagers who are praying to Ornn," Wattsice explained. "Without the statue, all that lives in the villagers' hearts is an illusory image of Ornn, just a name. And the name Ornn corresponds to you."

"Perhaps, the God-making plan has succeeded. You have replaced God Ornn and become the God in their hearts."

"Oh, that's really terrible news." Helia leaned her head back and looked up at the burnt black ceiling above her head, feeling a little depressed.

"You said someone was praying to me, but I couldn't hear their voices. How should I respond to them? There are no touchable bubbles here like in the tower," she said.

"Aya, you are still a human being, not a true god." The figure of Wattsise floated out from behind her, and gradually solidified, revealing his figure. His cool big hand gently rested on her shoulder, and a strand of long red hair slid down from his shoulder and gently brushed across Helia's face.

He slowly sat down beside her, his broad shoulders pressed against Helia's. His tall body was now bent in a somewhat aggrieved manner, his long legs slightly bent and unable to straighten, making Helia, who was curled up beside him, look extremely petite.

"And what if I say it and I want to hear it?" Helia asked.

"You want to use this to find them?" Watersiser immediately guessed what Helia wanted to do, just like a worm in Helia's stomach.

Helia nodded, staring at Wattsiser with wide eyes, and unconsciously softened her voice and asked, "Is it okay?"

When she asks someone for help, her voice becomes unconsciously hoarse, as if she is acting coquettishly, and perhaps she herself does not even notice this.

Watersiser sighed softly, raised his head to meet Helia's gaze, and said helplessly: "As a father, do you always need to meet your daughter's unreasonable demands?"

Helia pursed her lips and muttered softly, "I clearly have a reason and basis for my request. How can you say it's an unreasonable request..."

Watersiser raised his hand and tapped Helia's forehead, explaining seriously: "You have to know that if I remove this layer of restrictions for you, then all the voices of prayer will flow into your head in an instant."

"If a hundred people pray to you, that means a hundred people are talking in your head. Do you think you can handle it?"

Helia thought about it. Normally, she found it too noisy to have an Adalaxi talking in her head, let alone a hundred believers who kept asking her for favors. One word from each of them was enough to drive Helia crazy.

Seeing Helia's expression changing, Watersiser thought she must have thought it through. He looked away and looked at the burning fireplace. He raised his hand on her shoulder and patted her head gently, then sighed again.

"But who makes me a father who loves his daughter and can do anything?"

Hearing this, Helia looked up in surprise. Only Watersiser was left in her wide-open blue eyes. Her mouth opened a little, "Really?"

After the reconciliation, Wattsise seemed to be much easier to talk to. Could it be because the big trouble of Adalassi was eliminated?

"I will filter out some for you, but you have to look at the rest one by one." This time, Watersiser finally enjoyed the feeling of being relied on by his daughter. Looking at Helia's starry eyes, how should I put it, He was in a very good mood.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just yell my name and I will take you out."

Helia nodded happily. Every time Watersiser said "I'll help you" or expressed something similar, Helia really felt that He was like her own golden finger. No matter what difficulties she encountered, He could help her solve them. This was much more useful than those systems!

"Do you want to see it now, or some other time?" asked Wattsiser.

Helia glanced at Gena who was still sleeping soundly. There was a faint snoring sound coming from the room, and Lydia and Al had not returned yet. She thought for a moment and nodded.

It’s better to find someone as early as possible. The earlier you find, the better your chances.

"Okay, then I have a request." Helia was caught off guard by Watersise's sudden request. She just looked at Watersise and expressed her doubts with her eyes.

"Don't let those boys touch you, no matter how close they are, including your brother." He said seriously.

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So, this, this is, the old father's worry about her? Just like, just like, what's written in that novel, that is, what, if you want to date my daughter, you have to get past me first, and then start showing off your muscles and fists...

I'm sorry, I watched too many of these dog-eat-dog short videos in my previous life, and now my mind is full of the images ahh ...

"Is there a problem? You don't seem to have a clear understanding of the relationship between men and women. What if you get cheated one day? Haven't you learned enough from Ian Hill before?"

"The more attractive a man is, the more likely he is to lie."

Helia couldn't help laughing, her eyes curved as she looked at Watersiser's face, which was a perfect work of the Creator, and said with a smile, "If that's what you said, then isn't Father God a huge liar who lies whenever he opens his mouth?"