"Ha, yes, you are dead." Marquis Snape's arms remained in a hug posture, his joyful smile frozen on his face, his expression was filled with loneliness and helplessness, and he sighed bitterly: "I almost forgot."

"Ha, yes, I'm dead." Old Field's light representing the soul dimmed. He spread his hands in front of him, looked down at his translucent arms and palms, and said softly: "Even I almost forgot about it. Haha, I'm just a broken soul now, so how can I be considered a human being."

"The days of the past will never come back." Marquis Snape said with a wry smile: "Forty years have passed, forty years. I really didn't expect that forty years have passed so quickly, and everything seemed to have happened yesterday. When I met for the last time, I never dreamed that you would meet me again in this state. At that time, you were still so strong that there was nothing that could make you fall down. If I had known that it would be like this, I would never, and I would not have let you..."

"This is the fate of adventurers, you cannot stop it, and that is my own choice." Merlin shook his head and said seriously: "If you make a mistake, you have to take on your own responsibilities and face the price of your mistakes. You should also know this principle, so you don't need to blame yourself at all."

"But you are dead." The old Marquis suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly: "You are my best friend, but because of my reasons, you are dead."

"It has nothing to do with you, you stubborn nouveau riche." Merlin habitually stretched out his hand, slapped the old Marquis' head, and scolded him: "And there is nothing wrong with me like this now. In my soul state, it has become very relaxed. Apart from always feeling a little cold, there is no other pain. Maybe in a while, I will fall in love with this feeling."

"Idiot and ruined nobles, do you think I will believe this?" The old marquis curled his lips and was stunned for a while. He covered his head and was stunned for a long time before he said in disbelief: "You, you, you...can you...get me?"

"Of course, it just needs to concentrate and consume strength." Merlin nodded and said, "That's why I said that I am in a good state now. I heard from Mr. Dillie that after my soul recovers, I will become like Anne beside Little Catherine, where I can eat, sleep, and even my strength can slowly recover."

"Is this really the case?" Although he knew that his old friend was picking up the benefits to himself, and the pain that was difficult to express in words after becoming a dead soul and the despair and madness that had been hidden for more than 40 years, to comfort himself, the old Marquis still felt relieved and his guilt had been relieved a lot. He stretched out his hand to pinch Merlin's arm tentatively. The feeling of the mixing of virtual body and entity from his hand was very strange, but it can fully prove that the old friend's soul state can indeed be in contact with the outside world. Snape nodded thoughtfully, touched his face again, and sighed: "If this is the case, you are much better than me now. Look at me, I am so old, my body feels like I have been hollowed out, and I can't be interested in anything I do. The purpose of living every day is to insist on living, and I can no longer be like when I was young."

"Yes, you are so old that I can't recognize you at all." Old Field shook his head and said sighingly: "Even if I knew from the memory of Catherine that you were very old, I still couldn't recognize you when I first met. When I left, I never thought that you would become what you are now. In my subconscious, you are still the young nouveau riche who shouts that I want to be the richest person every day, and then sleeps on the pile of gold coins every day.

At that time, your energy was more intense than that of me, a professional. I still remember that for a business, you went to four cities in person within ten days and only slept for one or two hours a day. After everything was over, you fell asleep in the bath and almost drowned yourself in the bath. At that time, I thought that you must have to sleep for a few days in a row to recover. Who would have thought that the next morning, you pulled me over to taste wine like a normal person. I thought that my concept of time was confused."

"Hahaha, that's what happened many years ago. I was still young back then, of course I can't compare with now. At that time, my good health was. Our favorite Sonia refined bacon, which could eat nearly one kilogram of a meal. That scared Aunt Sonia. In addition, the three secret distilled liquor made by the dwarf can drink several bottles in a night. Even those orcs fell down, and I haven't poured it yet." Recalling the madness I had experienced in the past, the old Marquis' spirit was obviously cheered up and said in a low voice: "Now every time I recall the past, I am jealous of myself. I really hope to go back to my days, even if I abandon all my current property."

"Is it just for the sake of eating and drinking in the past? No, hehe, these are not the ones you are most proud of." Merlin teased with a strange smile: "You brag about me the most, but that night at the Blackberry Hotel. Tsk, that night was a few, seven..."

"Hey, little Catherine is still here, you are not allowed to spread rumors." The old Marquis's face immediately turned red, and he said with his eyes wide open: "It's not what you said at all."

"Is that right? Hehe, maybe, who knows this kind of thing except yourself? Anyway, I always think you are bragging." Merlin blinked in a teasing way: "But it's no point in missing these things now. We still have to look forward. You must keep your health well during this period. When I recover, you can take me to the BlackBerry Hotel again. At that time, you can use practical actions to prove whether you are bragging."

"Damn the devastating nobles, you dare to say it, right?" The old marquis said angrily at a row of tables: "Do you think I don't know who lived in Lanyasi Street? Do you want me to promote it for you now."

"Ahem." Catherine coughed dryly, and she couldn't listen to the two old men's fight. She pulled Panis and said, "Two grandpas, please chat slowly. Let's go to the study room to wait for you first. By the way, don't fight."

Before the two old men responded, the knight girl ran out of the door as if she was running away. The last thing she heard was the roar of the old mage slamming the table: "Silly nouveau riche, please return me the thousand gold coins that I owe me."

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Chapter completed!