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We reached Erika's home with my father and Erika after walking across the village. Erika seemed slightly nervous now. We had come here for the sake of Erika's family. As she wanted to meet her mother, she had to get the approbation of her father if she wanted to get more information about everything, and probably ask his help at speaking with the Duke regarding this entire situation. Her father was very weak and old, and he might die before Erika could even meet her mother at this point… This is why it was important to try to convince him.
When we entered the house, her father was awake, sitting near a desk where he was crafting something that resembled an arm. It was most likely a doll's arm, probably something he was making through his fantastic magic and spiritual techniques which allowed him to create Erika's body to the level of realism it has.
"Father…"
Erika approached her father, as the old and gentle man smiled.
