Journey to the Half-Elf Plane

This little figure wanted to escape in panic, but there was no other way out of the cave. There was only a pool of water, and at the entrance of the cave stood Loki holding a torch and weapons. The little girl finally hid back in the broken wood in fear. on the bed.

"Little Fatuna? Is that your name?"

Loki tried to slow down his voice and slowly walked over to get closer.

It is said that this half-elf little girl is only about six or seven years old. Her head is slightly larger, but her body is much thinner than children of the same age.

The pair of thin little arms were hugging the knees and squatting on the broken wooden bed, and the whole body shrank into a small ball and shivered.

The little girl was as dirty as a beggar, her hair was dirty like a bird's nest, her little face was covered with dirt and dirt, and she was wearing a dirty and torn linen robe. She looked extremely pitiful.

Loki tried asking a few more times.

The little girl didn't answer for a long time, but looked at him with a pair of silver-gray eyes, and then retracted her head in fear.

Loki frowned. Judging from the original hair color, it should be dark blonde. Judging from the short stature and the color of her eyes, she should be the cute and naughty seven-year-old girl that the residents of the town call her. ——Little Fatuna.

But why is this little half-elf girl hiding in this cave?Why not go back to your parents, and unlike other small town residents, time will not stand still at night?

Loki had a lot of questions in his mind. He quietly put away his claw knife and slowly approached with a torch.

"Fatuna, little Fatuna, is it okay if I call you that? Your name is very nice, and like me, we don't have a last name."

Looking at the motionless little girl, he continued: "Loki, my name is Loki, which is shorter than yours. Try to read it after me, Loki, and you will find that this name is easy to pronounce. , which is why the traffickers gave me such a simple name back then."

"Actually, my name doesn't matter either. It's just a code name. Someone used to nickname me Little Finger. You know what Little Finger means, right?"

The little girl didn't answer, but looked at her little hands subconsciously.

"Little finger, yes, it is the last one, the weakest and most useless finger."

"I'm grateful they called me that. Littlefinger was a derogatory name, but it not only helped me grow and strengthen my determination for revenge, but it also allowed me to hide and be less noticeable."

Loki waved his left hand again, showing that it was missing a little finger, and then asked: "Little Fatuna, can you tell me about you?"

Little Fatuna was still trembling a little. Her big eyes were curious. She looked over slightly, but then immediately turned back with fear.

Looking at the little girl who remained silent, Loki said to himself: "I have heard before that other people have the same nickname as me, Littlefinger. Of course it is not because he is missing a finger, nor is it because He is weak and easy to bully."

"Do you know why?"

Loki tried to lower her guard and continued slowly: "It's because he loves to use his brain and is fearless. When you understand everything, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Understand? Little Fatuna."

The little girl showed a little curiosity on her face at first, but then she seemed not to understand the big ideas and didn't even look at him.

The half-elf boy was disappointed and could only find another way.

Loki decided to change his approach. He put down the burning torch, took off a simple backpack that was slumped behind him, and said in a gentle tone.

"Don't be afraid, little Fatuna, I won't hurt you. Just look at these."

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There is some food in the carry-on bag. If you are hungry and want to eat, just nod. "

The half-elf boy spoke very slowly, not only because he wanted to learn some clues about the mystery of Silent Town from the little girl's mouth.

Also because of the emotional bottom line in his psychology, this poor little girl reminded him of his precarious life as a beggar, and of the equally pitiful little beggar girl, Hazel.

Loki sighed, feeling helpless.

This little half-elf girl must have been affected by some negative things and showed a deep sense of wariness.

Faced with the half-elf boy's efforts to show gentleness, little Fatuna not only did not respond, but also looked around secretly with some fear.

It seemed like she wanted to sneak away again while he wasn't paying attention.

Before Loki handed over the food, the little girl seemed to have made up her mind. She raised her head and was no longer afraid. She stood up and ran out of the cave from the other side.

The figure flashed before his eyes. The little girl was not fast at all, but strangely, Loki felt like she was missing from his vision.

He quickly turned his head and focused on optic nerve image capture, only to realize that little Fatuna had just ran next to him.

Without thinking much, the half-elf boy grabbed the little girl's arm, but he did not dare to use too much force for fear of hurting such a thin little girl.

Loki looked at a lot of dirt on his hands and tried to persuade him: "Little Fatuna, you should go home and take good care of yourself, otherwise you will get sick."

Little Fatuna couldn't struggle for a long time, and tried to bite the arm that was grabbing her with her teeth. However, she tried several times, but was dodged all the time without being bitten once.

Loki used three fingers to fix the little head that was constantly attacking him, and said, "Your parents' names are Ajernon and Pamela, right?"

When she heard her parents' names, the little girl's expression seemed a little frozen and she stopped moving.

"Then I will send you home tomorrow and let your parents see you. They have been looking for you for many days. They have been looking for you."

The little girl suddenly struggled violently, fear flashed in her big light gray eyes, and then she desperately tried to break free from the arm that was holding her.

Loki hardened his heart and continued: "Tomorrow morning, I will bring your parents over and bring them here to see you."

The little girl suddenly spoke, but it was like a little mute.

She tried hard for a long time, but she could only shout anxiously, "Acridine, acridine".

Loki frowned. He had clearly inquired before that little Fatuna was definitely not deaf or mute and could not speak.

It's really like being stimulated and having a form of 'aphasia', where you want to speak but can't.

Is this a real mental illness? Is there really no normal person in Silent Town?

Not only are there weird and terrifying night-time stillness phenomena, but every town resident also has mental problems of one kind or another, including collective amnesia, aphasia, and even mental illnesses that the trainer doesn’t know exactly what they are.

Looking at little Fatuna who looked anxious and frightened, Loki didn't want to force the six-year-old girl.

He let go of little Fatuna's thin arm and stepped back some distance.

He poured out all the food in his luggage, which contained some bread and dried meat, a small skin bag of water, and two berries picked from a tree outside the town.

"Little Fatuna, be brave, don't be afraid, I'll just stay away."

The little half-elf girl's mood finally eased, although she was speechless.

But not as scared of him as I was at first.