‘What do you want to know, or do you want me to say something, Su's descendants, I don't have much time left for you. Since the arrival of a foreigner like you, I have become accustomed to hearing the evil gods whisper to me all the time.’ Ribelius sighed to Marceau.

"My father... do you still remember what kind of person my father is?" Marceau asked this question first.

For Marceau, this is a problem that has troubled the cat for two lifetimes. In the last life until it was blown back to five years ago, the cat never got any news about his father, no news, no portraits, and there seemed to be no news about him in the whole game. Marceau was the second-tier kitten who did not choose to inherit his bloodline...

Now, Marceau, who can live again and chooses blood inheritance, feels that he should figure out what kind of person his father is...at least, he should also obtain information about his appearance and personality.

'Do you want to see your father?' asked Ribelius.

"I don't want to meet him, I only want to be at peace once. I... have never seen him." Marceau told the truth.

Ribelius thought in silence, and finally the unyielding person with white soul fire burning in his eyes nodded: 'You are just similar to your father, you are more like your mother... And your father, I'm sorry, I can't remember him at all. I've met Marando Moran and Tataran Taran a few years ago, and they seem to be completely unremember who your father is...' Speaking of this, Ribelius opened his chin. The undead seemed to be laughing, but Marceau felt that it was so uglier than crying: "You really have a great father."

"It should be that the account has been deleted, which will delete the storyline that this account has." Youjiu said in the team channel.

Such an explanation is indeed understandable, but Marceau still doesn't understand: "Why do you still remember my father."

'Actually I can't remember your father at all, but something reminded me of him again...my nephew gave the gold coin to Marceau.' Riberus turned his head and looked at his nephew Leonard and said.

So Leonard walked to the small cabinet beside him and took out a small box and threw it directly to Marceau.

The cat caught the flying box and opened it. Then it took out the ancient gold coin of the Ashbey Second Dynasty, and the cat put the gold coin in his hand: "What do you mean is that the gold coin in your hand reminds you of my father?"

‘No, this is only a necessary item to break the curse for you, and the weapon that will make me remember your father…my nephew, give it to it.’

So Leonard took out a short sword from the cabinet. The weapon wrapped in the animal skin scabbard has a metal handle. Judging from the size, it should be used by the kitten man. If it is a big man, the hilt of the sword is too short, and if it is a small thing like a grassland elves, the hilt of the sword is too long.

This time, Leonard did not throw the weapon over like dealing with gold coins, but handed it directly to the cat.

As soon as Marceau took the dagger, his attributes appeared in front of the cat.

Sophie's Love

Item Type: Dark Sword

Item Level: Hand-in-Law Weapon

Item camp: Kindness

Attack type: piercing/slashing

Required attributes: Strength 8/Agility 14

Damage: 2-12(2d6)

Sharp value: 8

Strike range: 17-20

Severe damage: 3

The weapon sword body message (explained yellow): ‘Aira, my love. This is a little gift I have prepared for you. I hope you like Sophie.’

Weapon attributes: All shaman damage spell level +1, all shaman healing spell level +1

Weapon special effects: never lost, never dropped, never damaged.

Weapon Weight: 3 lbs

Weapon material: 100% Mogus Arcane Steel

"I want to know... is my father's name Ella..." Marceau looked at the dagger in his hand, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was asking Ribelius.

‘No, I only remember his name… Sorry, I really can’t remember his real name.’ There seemed to be some regret in the voice of the soul of Ribelius: ‘After being cursed, many of my memories are defective, and even the reason for having this weapon has been forgotten… It was my nephew who found it from the old house. I recalled what happened to your father.’

Marceau understood that it should be after the fourth opening, his father chose to delete the account instead of hosting the account. Therefore, most NPC and player characters, including Ribelius, were forced to eliminate their memories of his father.

But the dagger was not deleted. Although Marceau found it strange, it existed so that it finally allowed Ribelius to regain some broken memories of Marceau's father.

"I found this weapon from a wooden box in the old house. The old house was my uncle and the others' hideout, so I think it's very likely that someone else saved the weapon in the wooden box." Leonard's words made Marceau even more confirm his judgment.

'Okay, I have only this memory about your father, Marceau, I have handed you the blood money in my hand..." Riberus looked at Marceau and said, "You must find someone else to explain the situation, and instead of us, return the blood money to the treasure where we hide, and break the curse on us."

"This is my responsibility and my obligation. Please rest assured of this." Marceau nodded vigorously: 'Mr. Ribelius, when the halfling introduced you, he said a lot about you... I would like to ask, why did you become my mother's sailor.'

‘… The Council of Guerrilla Knights thinks your mother is too dangerous. The Maharaja of the Storm Sea needs at least one guerrilla Knight's bottom fish... This is why I became a traitor.’ Ribelius smiled at Marceau: ‘For many years, I almost forgot my identity…I. I feel… a little bad…’ Ribelius’s soul voice began to say: ‘My nephew, what to do next…you should know…’

Then Marceau looked at the soul fire in his eyes turning into blood, and his soul sound changed tone: 'Yes, finally, I waited for this day, Son of Ella, look at the good things your mother and father did, what a wonderful eternal life, I really should thank them. As for you, Marceau, one day, you will be like us.'

Marceau did not answer, but turned his head to look at Leonard: "I think he is dead."

This death refers to the soul of Lebelius. There is no more than a few hours of safety period. The evil curse completely transformed Lebelius's soul. From now on, Lebelius has died, both physically and mentally.

"I know, my uncle also said that if things cannot be saved one day... I will break the soul stone he gave me." Leonard said this and took out a pure black crystal from his pocket. This is the soul stone, which is also a specialty of the Ayarok plane.

"He was self-condensed?" Marceau asked curiously.

"Yes, the soul stone is a technology brought by the invasion of the undead plane... My uncle would rather destroy himself than turn himself into a crazy evil undead. He is a real hero." After saying that, the crystal in Leonard's hand turned into powder, and the soul fire in the eyes of the undead who was bound in the magic circle gradually extinguished, and finally the bones that had lost control were scattered on the ground.

Marceau was about to leave, and a portal suddenly appeared inside, and then a team of four prairie elves bishops walked out of the portal.

"Salute to you, sir." Leonard leaned over to salute the petite prairie elf girl coming out from behind.

"No need to be polite, I am here to send Mr. Leberis's last journey... His courage and fearlessness, as well as his loyalty and dedication to his career deserve the respect of every prairie elves." The cardinal, who looked like a girl, sighed at the remains in the magic circle.

"But Uncle failed in the end."

"Yes, but the evil gods in the outer realm did not obtain his soul in the end. For Mr. Ribelius, this was an amazing victory." After saying that, the girl saluted the remains in the magic circle, and then took her companions into the portal, and then the portal disappeared.

"This is the descendant of the Anonymous and the Double Mother Goddess who stayed in the world... She has been paying attention to my uncle. I think my uncle was a little suspicious about why he was flying Henan people..." Leonard sighed: "But I have no evidence."

Marceau frowned, and felt that the cat was moving in the space and looked at another portal, and then Lord Sapan walked out with several guerrilla knights.

"Old Sapan, this is the Grey Eagle, I salute you." Seeing this, Leonard quickly stood up.

"You have to be welcome, I'm here to witness the end of a legendary life..." Sapan said as he nodded to the cat, and then he walked to the magic circle and knelt down: "Ribilius von Ocalens, everything you have done for the guerrilla knights will remember forever...rest in peace."

"Your Excellency, my uncle has always been proud of being a member of the guerrilla knight." Leonard lowered his head.

"Leonard of the Ocarens family, thank you for giving your Uncle Riberus a decent ritual of death." Lord Sapan said this and stood up, and they watched the third open portal with Marceau.

The one who walked out of the portal was the white-headed man whom the Grey Eagle envoy I saw in Paroonst.

"Schlore, you're here too."

"Yes, I'll meet Ribelius for the last time..." The white-headed man said this, as if he had noticed Marceau: "Ah, Marceau, you are... It seems that you have become accustomed to the troubles and troubles that the title of Sophie's offspring brings to you."

"This is a good cat. A foreigner like them is the treasure of the indigenous people." Sa Pan's words can be regarded as a compliment.

"Grandpa Sapan, Lord Schloer, this is what I should do. The world always needs to get better and better." Facing these two, Marceau has no temper. This is a real great god. At this stage, he can beat the cat without using his hands.

And judging from their current situation... they seem to have known the identity of Ribelius' double bottom fish for a long time.

"If Ribelius cannot be buried in the Gray Eagle's cemetery, there will be an open space in the Gray Eagle's Commemorative Cemetery of our Guerrilla Knights... Thank you for your kindness, the Grey Eagle's children should be buried in the Gray Eagle's Meritor Cemetery."

After the seemingly mindless conversation, the two of you were silent for a while and then chose to leave. After watching the two left, Leonard handed a diary to Marceau: "This is my uncle's diary, which contains a lot of content that I don't understand... I think this is probably something that you outsiders can understand, so I will hand it over to you, and I hope this diary will be helpful."
Chapter completed!