Helle calmly pierced the illusion, "That sister is me."
Elvis jumped up all of a sudden, "How could it be you? I don't believe it."
"Forget it."
Elvis snorted coldly, "If you really are, come with us tomorrow and let me see how good you are. But don't even get in the racing car."
Helle didn't want to let him go so easily, "Then what if I'm that person?"
"If you are that person, I won't make fun of you anymore."
Helle smiled and added a condition, "Then call me Madam Helle."
Elvis was sure to win, "It's a deal! If you are not, get out of Wimbleson family!"
"Deal."
The next day, Elvis personally woke up Helle and Ramses to go to Hollow Muerto.
Elvis usually liked racing cars the most, so he especially admired Ramses, who had excellent skills. Until the last time that mysterious wom
