"Also, the most important thing you have to remember, this is the shortcoming of our Death Choir clan, and it can also be said to be the biggest weakness, if you can have a way to figure out how to avoid this weakness, or make it impossible for others to discover this weakness, then, you can be invincible." After Morcedo carefully explained Carlsbad's skills, he then slowly said.

"Weakness? It can be said to be the weakness of our clan?" Karthas asked suspiciously.

"That's right, it can be said to be our Achilles' heel." Morcedo's cautious expression made even Karthas realize that this was not a joke, I'm afraid.

However, in Carlsas' limited memories and perceptions, his own father had gone out to fight, and every time he did so, he looked very relaxed, as if no one in the continent was a match for him.

Morsedo took out a fuchsia colored object and inserted it inside the room, then carefully scanned the surroundings, and the next thing he did was to surge a light green energy that surrounded the entire study.

"Our weakness is ......" After saying that, Morsidor stared into Carlsbad's eyes, then asked again "Remember?"

"But, father, is there really no way for us to eliminate this weakness?" Anyone's first thought after realizing they had a weakness was to find a way to erase it, and Carlsass was no exception.

"En, it's not impossible to eliminate it, but we need a divine artifact, one that has disappeared for a long time, but one that is the most explosive in terms of boosting our Death Chant clan." Morcedo looked into Carlsbad's eyes to make sure that Carlsbad wasn't just asking, and then spoke up.

"What is it?" Karthas then asked again.

"Rylai's Ice Crystal Sectional Staff. It can increase our lifesteal and also our damage. The most crucial one is a passive effect that I think was practically made for your skill." Morcedo replied.

"What passive effect?" Karthas suddenly heard that there was an artifact that was made just for him and couldn't help but want to know the details.

"Every time you deal damage with a skill it slows down the enemy." Morcedo spoke of the passive effect of this artifact that had been enshrined for thousands of years in the first place by the Death Choir clan but was lost.

"So where is this artifact now?" Karthas asked.

"It's gone, lost hundreds of years ago. When the patriarch at the time took this artifact out to punish those who had no respect for death, the patriarch didn't come back and the artifact naturally disappeared." Morcedo took on a tone of feeling very lost.

"Who killed that patriarch?" Karthas asked.

"No, that patriarch was not killed."

"Wasn't killed? How is that possible?" Karthas could not understand any of this with his knowledge.

"According to the hint message given to us by the Great Death, our patriarch died of natural causes and was not harmed by any external force. If someone dares to kill our Death Chanting clan, our Death Chanting clan's natural skill will activate and then tell Death how he died, which Death will then relay to the rest of the clan. Therefore, there is simply no one on this continent who dares to harm our Death Choir clan." Molcido was filled with pride and honor as he said all of this.

"So what's the deal with the Clan Chief?" Karthas asked a very simple yet incredibly embarrassing thing for Morsedo.

No one had killed the Clan Chief, that was being imprisoned. What kind of insult would it be to the Death Choristers if they dared to imprison a clan of Death Choristers?

For a strong person, the most insulting place was not death, but imprisonment.

And the dignity of a strong man could not be trampled upon!

However, someone was provoking it!

The provocation was not a strong person, but a strong clan!

"This is the greatest insult to us Death Choristers. After this incident happened, the Death Choristers acted immediately, checking out the several great clans of the world that had the ability to imprison the clan leader, but there was no news. Even now, the Death Choristers are still investigating." Molcido had an indignant look on his face.

"Well, father, then can Rilei's Ice Crystal Sectional Staff still be made? Also, who is Rilei?" Karthas wanted to be like a question baby, asking the questions that interested him the most.

"Although according to the theory all artifacts can be made knowing the raw materials, but, because of the different refining techniques, there is no one else who can make it other than the first one who made it.

As for Rilai? That was a legendary figure, one who had once entered into the Summoner's Canyon, only for some reason, no one knew his race, and the name of his skill hadn't been circulated.

Generally speaking being able to enter into the Summoner's Canyon and give yourself skills is a matter of supreme honor, but it's a strange thing that it didn't stay." Morcedo answered Carlsbad's question patiently.

"Well, that's far enough of a stretch. Starting tomorrow, I'm going to teach you some common sense and some secret knowledge, as well as some techniques.

For example, how to judge how much life a being has, for example, how to shield others from detection and how to detect others without being detected.

Of course, there is also the highest mission of our Death Chanting clan, to punish those who have no respect for death, how to judge whether a person has respect for death or not is something I will slowly teach you later on as well. Alright, you're hungry too, now go home and eat." After saying that, he took the lead and walked out of the study.

"Father, I'm not hungry, it's you who's hungry. What mother said was indeed right." Karthas said from behind.

"What did your mother say to you? Did she say that I'm easily hungry because all the nutrients are all carried out to nourish my face, and by the way, are you ever very proud to have a handsome father? I keep forgetting to ask you about that." In this moment, Morcedo didn't even look like the patriarch of the death chanters that made everyone on the continent scared, but more like a narcissistic and incomparable street-land hooligan.

"Mother says you're narcissistic and lazy." With that, Calthas said what his mother had said about Morcedo, "Before I was just convinced that you were delicious and lazy father, today I am convinced that you are indeed narcissistic father."

"How can you say that about your father?" With that said Morsedo started to go after Carlsus, trying to tickle Carlsus, who seemed to be well aware of it all as well, and ran ahead in the direction of his home.

......

Carlsas followed Morsedo to draw on the knowledge of this continent, and also to learn some of the practical skills that everyone in this continent knew.

Time flowed slowly like this, and so it came to the time when Carlsas was ten years old, to the moment when Alsace awakened his second skill.