There was a faint smell of vanilla floating in the simple wooden house.
There were several tulips in the bud in the glass bottle on the small table. The light-colored petals were delicate and beautiful, with a few drops of dew.
Sister and Princess Sia were lying on the bed quietly, breathing smoothly like a sleeping beauty.
Everything was so quiet that they could even hear the breath of the two.
What the hell was going on?
Allen looked around with a frown and found nothing unusual.
"Mom, they don't seem to be dead. They are just in a strange state." Out of curiosity, she released her spirit power to investigate and came to her conclusion.
"Something wrong?" Allen was confused. He stared at the two sleeping women, biting his lips.
Confused, Allen was about to walk toward the bed.
"What do you want to do?"
All of a sudden, a violent aura rose from behind Allen.
Then came a woman's cold voice, which made people shudder.
"What?"