Love Me Again, My Amnesiac Wolf King

Chapter 3

Sofia moved very fast. She stepped up and jumped in the air, landing steadily on the protruding rocks on the other side of the cliff. Once again, she reached into the pouch and drew out a three-foot-long fine knife from it.

The old man's eyes immediately lit up in amazement, "Hermes' pouch?"

With a loud bang, the huge snake's tail slapped the wooden boat into pieces, raising the water's surface to countless splashes.

However, although the black Python was big and powerful, it was bulky and heavy, far less flexible than Sofia. Sofia also recognized this, jumping up when the Python turned around, pouncing on its back and inserting the knife into the gap between its scales. Then she ran upward to the python's seven inches by jumping on the knife and quickly took out a sharp dagger from the Hermes' pouch.

However, the snake's scales were as strong as iron, and even though she tried her best, she was unable to insert the blade into the seven inches.

The Python sensed her intent and immediately threw up its upper body swiftly. Sofia had no choice but to give up and jump onto another platform on the cliff wall.

The old man placed the longsword on his knee and slowly said, "Through the perception of the Frost Sword when its owner was young, whose fate had been changed by a Master, which gave him two extra lives. With each life lost, he will reappear in a human form; only at the moment of death will he change back to his original form and disappear again, appearing in an unknown place at an unknown moment, and all memories will be lost, which is equivalent to being reborn once."

Lilia suddenly thought of something and said in surprise, "Uncle!"

Sophia could not wait, "Then you may perceive where he is now?"

"I can't, but someone present can." He touched out three short pillars of incense from his raincoat and handed them to Lilia by his side, "Drop it with the blood of his child, and the direction in which the smoke floats will be the direction in which he is."

Lilia was confused as she held the incense. "Huh? Do we still have to take Emir's blood? I can't do it!"

Sophia was helpless but determined, she handed the child to Lilia and took the incense herself, "I'll do it." After saying that, she took out a clean silver needle from the pouch, and after burning it with fire, she grabbed her son's small hand and ruthlessly pierced his right index finger.

Accompanied by the child's heartbreaking cries, beads of blood spilt out from his tiny finger; Sofia painfully squeezed a drop of blood and dripped it onto one of the incenses, which burned without fire.

There was no wind in the valley, and the red smoke even drifted towards the south on its own.

Sofia was overjoyed and wept, "He's still alive, he's really still alive!" After saying this, she excitedly carried her son back from Lilia's arms, constantly kissing his wet little face, the whole person glowing like a newborn, "We're going to look for daddy, we're going to look for daddy!"

Sofia coldly raised her eyes and glanced at the high place when she landed, where the old man looked calm and composed but stared at her Hermes' pouch with great interest as if she would die without a doubt and the pouch would belong to him sooner or later.

Sofia gave a cold smile: you wish.

When the giant Python opened its bloody mouth and waved its body towards her again, Sofia violently raised her right arm, and millions of sharp needles glittering with silver-blue colour were sent out from the silver bracelet on her wrist, shooting towards the giant Python like a net spread across heaven and earth.

The old man was startled: "Falling Flowers? Hidden weapon from Stafford Clan?" At the same time, he raised his arm violently, and a giant wall of water suddenly came up and blocked the Python and Sofia in time, taking down the millions of poisonous needles that could turn everything into blood and water for the Python.

Lilia was worried and excited, but the battle was suddenly forced to stop. She was furious and questioned the old man, "What do you mean?"

The old man sighed, "Python, go down. You've lost. The Stafford Clan is good at poison and concealed weapons, 'Falling Flowers' is their unique secret creation, no one in the world can break it."

The Python obeyed his orders and immediately dived into the water, and the closed valley once again regained its calmness.

Sofia swept across the water like a flying swallow, stepping on the cliff and easily jumping onto the platform where he and Lilia were.

Lilia immediately ran to her, "Why didn't you use this weapon initially? It was terrifying!"

Sofia smiled apologetically, "I didn't want to waste that weapon, but I didn't realize that the Python's scales were so tough."

Emir had been crying, and Lilia couldn't coax him. As soon as his mother appeared, Emir eagerly stretched out his little arms. His pink cheeks were covered in teardrops, which looked quite pathetic.

Sofia immediately embraced her son and coaxed him gently and lovingly.

Lilia's hands were finally liberated, and she immediately put her hands on her hips, aggressively staring at the old man, "We won, and you should honour your promise!"

The old man had no choice but to accept the loss gracefully, "Asking a person's fate requires a cherished object that he or she wears all year round; otherwise, I wouldn't be able to find his reborn body."

Sophia was holding her child in her arms, so she gave Lilia a look. Lilia understood and immediately put her hand into the Hermes' pouch on Sofia's side, from which she fished out an ebony-sheathed longsword.

The old man's eyes had been staring at Sofia's pouch, and it was only when Lilia handed over the longsword that he noticed that there was a smaller silver-coloured Hermes' pouch hanging on her side as well, and although it was half as small as Sofia's one, it was adorned with three blood pearls that were rare in the world.

"Surprisingly, it's a mother-child pouch?" the old man was very jealous. "I've heard that the Hermes' Pouch can hold everything, but its weight remains the same, and people can not feel it when carried on one's side."

Lilia nodded proudly, "Of course, the treasure my brother gave me is different." She also praised, "I didn't realize that you, an old man, had quite an eye for things!"

Sophia sighed softly and feigned a reprimand, "Alright, no offence."

Lilia pouted defiantly.

The old man didn't bother with her and received the ebony-sheathed longsword. The moment he unsheathed it, his eyes were instantly brightened by the chilling blade. "Shura Sword!"

Not waiting for Sofia, Lilia shook her head again complacently, "In fact, the original name of this sword is not called Shura Sword, but Frost Sword, only because the owner of this sword was superior and looked down on the world. Once the blade is unsheathed, it will inevitably lead to bloodshed, and it has never lost a battle. That's why it's called the Shura Sword by the world with fear."

The old man stroked his beard and wondered, " Is the person you are looking for the Lord of the Wolf Realm?"

Sophia was excited, "Precisely! Do you know his current situation? Has he been reincarnated? Who has he reincarnated into?"

He held the sword hilt in one hand and the sheath in the other, his eyes were tightly closed as he perceived the subtle connection between the Frost Sword and its master.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said in astonishment, "Its master is not dead, so why do you two want to find his reborn body?"

Sophia and Lilia were shocked at the same time, saying in unison, "My husband/my brother is still alive?" Before that, Sophia's eyes reddened, and Lilia also burst into tears.