"Father, how are you feeling now?"

St. Martin was called in by Richard, and he asked guiltily as he looked at the somewhat corrupt skin and Fugart, who was wearing ordinary armor.

"Don't call me father, you don't have a cowardly son like you!" Fugat's eyeballs, which were bulging out of the skin on his face, almost popped out, "Hundreds of people from our Thunderwood family died in the War of Damnation fifty years ago, and we wanted to restore the glory of the family after the war, but what did you do? Ah? For a woman of different races, you left the Alicia Kingdom for more than fifty years! Do you still have the Fallen Thunderwood family in your heart?"

Fugart was emotional, he was originally a very loyal Alician, but what happened in the past fifty years made him completely dead to the Alician Kingdom. After the fall of the Thunderwood family, he did a lot of menial work, and his status as the father of a demigod could not bring him the slightest respect, but he survived in countless contemptuous eyes for so many years.

Now, he has become like this again, it is okay not to see his son who has been missing for many years, and as soon as he sees that familiar face, the humiliation he has suppressed for a long time completely explodes.

He scolded St. Martin for a long time before he stopped panting, and showed an expression of wanting to cry without tears.

If he had tears, he would have burst into tears at this point. Unfortunately, he didn't feel anything other than sight, smell, and hearing.

"Richard, what's going on with my father?" St. Martin kept his head down, facing his father without a face. When Fugart had almost finished scolding, he turned to Richard.

"Your father can't recover, he was the first undead to use the [Servitude Contract] to break free from the control of the Damned Lich. ”

"It's a whole new race. With powerful souls, their souls are almost immortal. Even if the body is broken, it can still survive in the form of an ethereal spirit for a long, long time. Maybe. We shouldn't call them undead, they're not the undead in the traditional sense anymore. ”

The shame on San Martin's face became even more obvious, in his eyes, the undead were the race that was spurned by everyone.

"Is there no way?"

"No, this is an iron rule of the plane, and I don't think that even if the true God comes, it will not be able to change this fact. Richard spread his hands and shook his head.

"So. Please transform me into an undead clan too!"

St. Martin made a shocking decision. Hearing his words, even the angry and grieving Fugart looked at him in amazement.

"I'm sorry, my dear, I owe the Thunderwood family too much, and I have to do it to reduce my guilt towards the family. St. Martin said to Sanya ashamedly.

"No, you're right, that's the St. Martin Loremu I know. Richard, please transform me into an undead spirit, too. I swore to St. Martin that we were born together and died together. Sanya, who had transformed into an elf, took St. Martin's hand and said firmly.

Look at the true feelings of St. Martin and Sanya's loyalty. Even Richard was a little moved. Carlos's eyes were filled with tears.

After more than 50 years of emotional entanglements, these two men and women of different races have finally solved the racial problem. Living together, an unimaginable persistence erupted at this time.

St. Martin smiled with relief. He didn't object to Sanya's decision, but instead looked at one Sanya seriously. Nodding affectionately.

Fugart also fell silent. The past cannot be changed, life will go on, and he has such a son, which is enough to comfort his life!

"Did you really decide to do this? the new undead...... No, let's call them Ethereals. Becoming an ethereal spirit clansman, although he has an almost immortal soul, the price to pay is also very huge. ”

"The Ethereals have little sense other than their basic senses of sight, smell, and hearing. At the same time, the soul of the Void Spirit Clan could not fit into any body other than their own body, and although their body could also be strengthened through cultivation, if it was broken, it would take more effort to recover. If the body is completely shattered, it can only survive in the form of an ethereal spirit. ”

"What's more, the Void Spirit Clan itself cannot reproduce, and can only rely on magic to transform the dead in order to grow the race!"

"Even so, are you two still willing to transform into the Ethereal Spirit Clan?"

Richard asked again.

"I do!" replied St. Martin and Sonia in unison, as if they were not going to be transformed into the Ethereals, but at a wedding ceremony.

"Enough! I forgive you, if you have this heart, I will be satisfied. Fugart said suddenly.

"No, father. If you can forgive me, I'm glad. But I can't forgive myself. Let me be transformed into an undead...... The Void Spirit Clan, continue to work hard for the glory of our Falling Thunderwood Family!"

"Shut up! I won't allow it!" Fugart shouted angrily, "It's enough for the Ethereal Spirit Clan to have me, although your father and I are not talented, if you only learn one spell in your life, you can still be proficient!"

"Remember, my child, life is precious, and even if you can be resurrected again, it will no longer be the same life!

"Cherish this hard-won true love, this girl really loves you. ”

Fugart glanced at Sanya and walked over to Carlos without looking back.

St. Martin and Sanya wept bitterly at the same time, and at the same time gave up the idea of becoming ethereal.

"Things are not as you imagined, don't be pessimistic. The Ethereals are not undead, they are puppets without any self-awareness, but the Ethereals are a whole new race with their own minds. Although they were created by the evil mind control spell of [Slavery Contract], as long as they have a mind emancipator like your father, they can liberate their souls and have freedom again!"

Richard did not have a sad expression, he was very rational at this time, and explained: "You two should be fortunate to have such a great father. He's going to be the ancestor of a whole new race!"

After Richard finished speaking, he also walked to the library door. The task of teaching the [Servitude Contract] spell was given to Carlos.

St. Martin and Sanya looked at each other, both with a determined expression on their faces.

"Richard, please allow us to get out of Green Island, I want to live with my father. "San Martin wants to justify the name of the Ethereal Spirit Clan, and at the same time, the Ethereal Spirit Clan also needs a demigod powerhouse.

Richard turned his back to them, turned his head and smiled, "There is no need to detach, the Green Island will open up the residence of the Void Spirit Clan." ”

St. Martin nodded his head in gratitude, Richard's decision was helping them in disguise. (To be continued.) )