Volume 1: Selling Moe Survival Book Section 543: He and Her Heirs

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Took out a piece of glutinous rice dim sum from the pastry bag in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, Marceau, Chang Heyan looked at Mrs. Moning lying on the stone bed, and glanced at each other, Marceau didn't know what to say, but at this moment, the old lady who was still smiling and wanted to taste the honey cake just now has closed her eyes forever.

Chang Chang held the cake in the cardboard box, a little embarrassed, and frowned a little complainingly: "What's the matter, people were fine when they went out, and it was only a while." ”

"Maybe this old man just doesn't want us juniors to watch her face death. Flame said as he took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes: "He is a great elder." ”

Truth be told, this qiē of Flame speaks to Marceau's heart, a great elder who understands that her limit is too late to leave this sanctuary, reminiscing about the good times of her youth and wanting to eat a piece of cake before her life ends...... It's a pity that fate played a joke on her.

Seeing the cake box placed on the side of the stone bed, Marceau sighed: "Flame, you know what, whenever I see death, I am shocked to realize that death has never left us because we are young. ”

"Are you afraid of death, Marceau. Flame blinked, and the cat girl, who had heard Marceau say this for the first time, seemed a little surprised and a little ...... Curious, she approached Marceau, as if she wanted to get an answer, or +▼ long + ▼ wind + ▼ text + ▼ to an explanation.

"I'm afraid, because that's a hell that all of us will face eventually, no joy, no sorrow, no love and hate, only eternal sleep......" Speaking of which, Marceau thought of his past self again, when he first entered the game, he had never seen death for the first time, and he had seen so much death for the first time. Missing', those days were really a painful life, until the arrival of Flame, the cat girl liberated herself, in fact, Marceau's next words, or after the end of the conversation with Flame, came to mind: "But what's the use of blindly fearing death, it will find me one day, so why fear a hell that everyone will face honestly...... Hell is indeed terrible, but what is even more terrible is that there is no courage to face hell, my master said that cowards will die of shame, I think what he said is not wrong, even people who can't face death calmly are just a hopeless waste after all...... Flame, are you saying I'm right?"

Flame thought for a while, and finally the cat girl nodded: "That's right, but I think you're still wrong, hell is not yours alone, it's the outcome that every carbon-based life has to face, whether it's prostheticization or genetic correction, we will eventually face death, and our consciousness will eventually die because of the hardening of our thinking even after using the biological brain...... So, Marceau, don't be mindful, each of us lives to face death one day...... Each of us is on this road of no return, but we have nothing to fear, because we do what we do, what we say, and what we do, we have a clear conscience. With that, Flame tilted his head and pushed Marceau's head. Feeling the small movements as in the past, Marceau nodded, this is the flame, even if time flies, even if the encounter from the beginning is not the same as in the memory, even if her personality and temper are different from the past...... But the flame is the flame, and whether it is the feeling or understanding in this general direction, it is the same as the flame in Marceau's memory.

On the other side, Chang Jiu put down the cake, and then retreated, the girl's eyes were a little complicated: "There is something demonized on her face...... But the expression is peaceful, it should be...... Suicidal. Then the girl pursed her mouth: "Obviously such a merciful elder...... How can I turn around and have no effort. ”

"In one of the languages of the earthlings, it's called 'sa-ri', self-sacrificing, and this is a very good old man. Yan stretched out his hand and hugged Chang Chang into his arms and comforted: "The elder is kind, and he would rather lose his life than let his body become a killing machine...... Alright, alright, little master of the House of Lonsi, the benefactor of the Tieflin Kitten Man, your weakness and sorrow are not for everyone to see. ”

This sentence seemed to have magic power, and Long Snorted and nodded vigorously, and then smiled at Marceau that was more ugly than crying.

Marceau nodded, stretched out his hand and patted the long little head, and then looked at Lady Lily who came over and stroked her chest and saluted: "The courage and will of the elder, her compassion for the world are all in our eyes. ”

"Thank you for bringing back Mourning's favorite cake. The old lady walked up to Marceau, Chang Jiu and Flame, as if she saw tears in the corners of her eyes, the old man stretched out his hand, took off his leather gloves and wiped the corners of his eyes for Chang Jiu: "You guys, do you want to hear a story?"

Marceau and Flame looked at each other, and then replied in unison, "I would like to hear about it, elder." ”

"Come, let's change places, this will be Mo Ning's last resting place, let her lie here for a while. ”

After saying that, Lady Lily led Marceau, Long and Flame into the cloister on one side, and through the archway, a small garden, Lady Lily walked to a stone chair and motioned for the three young men to sit down, and then she sat down on the first seat: "This is an old man's memories of the past. Then the old man began her story.

"Marceau, you shouldn't know, in fact, I, Monin, and Sichka and your mother knew each other when they were younger, at that time Monin and your mother, now Sophie, the Lord of the Stormsea were strangers from the Fourth Advent Era, I was a country girl who had just been confirmed to have the talent to become a servant of the gods, and Sichka was still a curious child. I still remember that it was a summer, and the strangers came to the continent in the early hours of the morning, as the previous three generations came, and I followed behind my master at that time, learning what it means to be holy, and Sichka and her mother were guests of the Templar, and they would come to me from time to time to play, and once she said that she had made a new friend, so I followed him out of the Templar and met your mother and Mourning......" Speaking of this, the elder smiled a little awkwardly: "And your father, my child. ”

Marceau felt all the blood rush to his head at this moment: "My father...... Do you know him?"

"Yes, I knew him, but I didn't know him, because I didn't know when I began to forget his memory, until I saw a few words about him in my diary when I was younger, and I remembered this memory that seemed to have been erased. Lady Lily smiled, "Your father...... I don't know what to call him, sometimes his name is Gana, because I read in my journal that Mourning and her outland cat people friends like to call him that, but I like to call him Ella because it says it's his nickname...... But in my diary, he also has a name, called Wanglou, which is in the Changtang language, and he said that it was given to him by his father, and it is my favorite name to use. ”

"Watchtower?" Marceau frowned There is a nickname, there is a proper name, this is normal in the world of kitten people, but what the hell is the name of Watchtower, this is not normal.

"Watchtower, that's a Serisian name. Long frowned: "That's not right, Yan, you know?"

Flame shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, if it's our kitten people recruiting sons-in-law...... But the world of kitten people is so big, how can people find it. ”

Marceau also felt that there was no reason for this thing: "Elder, you better continue." ”

"Speaking of which, the watchtower has a very sweet mouth, and is also very enthusiastic about aborigines like me, and often chats with me......" the elder sighed, to which Marceau did not dare to say anything, it seems that Madame Lily did like Marceau's father, but everyone knows the result.

And Lady Lily didn't want to talk too much, she said a few casual words, and then continued her story: "Later, your father and your mother became the greatest pirates of the stormy seas, and Sichka played with your father, and I ...... Continue to look at the holy scriptures in the sanctuary, sometimes they will come ashore to play with me, I will see your father less and less, and his relationship with your mother will become more and more dear, sometimes I will be in a daze, and I will wonder if it is because of my identity that I can't accompany him to see the most beautiful scenery in this world...... I was really a guy who was carried away by love at that time. ”

Marceau smiled a little embarrassed, I really didn't expect that my father would be such a beloved and blossoming guy, so popular, it's really ...... Let my son envy it.

"But I wake up from the dream, and I gradually understand that I and your father, the watchtower I like and love, are not actually people from the same world, and I can be friends with him, but I can't be lovers, because I am indeed people from two worlds, so I gradually cut off contact with them......" It seemed to understand this fact that made Lady Lily very sad, she sighed, and then looked at Marceau: "Until one day, I see them again." Only then did I know that they were cursed, and that your father escaped from your mother's boat with the help of Mourning, but your father was badly injured at that time, and with a curse on his body, and finally I ...... Purify your father, just as I will purify Morning today. ”

"Thank you, Lady Lily, for telling me your heartfelt story. Marceau bowed.

"Don't thank me, I just want to tell you, Marceau, that your father's grave is in the cemetery under the World Tree Church in the central district of Paronst, where we first met and where we saw each other for the last time. As if to finish speaking, Lady Lily took out a few diaries from her space bag: "Take them, Marceau, this is my diary and Monin's, go to the World Tree Sanctuary, where the gold coins in his hand are kept, you guys get ready, I'll bring Sichka to see you tomorrow...... It's time to put an end to this past. (To be continued.) )